So the next battle turned into a cross-country long-distance race. The monkeys running in front of us chased Shandong, smashed and polished the bullets, and the machine guns were changed to pick up the ak rifles. It was called a fast run. The three of us alternated to cover each other, and we were about to chase the squad leader. Suddenly, a group of Annamese came out in front of us-they successfully copied us in front of us, and the three of us were caught in a dilemma of being attacked on both sides. Fortunately, when Guangxi was smart enough, a flash bomb was thrown out by Annamese, creating a brief mix. We took the opportunity to rush out from the encirclement where they haven’t come yet. The mountainous terrain in small Guangxi is complicated and fast. We are told to run with him. Don’t get separated. The two of us tried our best to catch up with him. Annan was obviously beaten by us, and more than 20 people were assigned to chase us. These three didn’t even play a few bullets. I really don’t know what was going on in their heads.

I bounced and rolled several strings of bombs like a ball. I paddled around in front of me and hit a stone. Mars chips flew around. I hid behind a tree and gave them a grenade-this was the last time. This grenade blew over an Annan soldier. We also brought in several rockets, which made us scurry around Shandong and suddenly shouted, a big trap two meters wide and a sharp bamboo stick was exposed. The bottom of the trap was as dense as a porcupine’s thorn, just waiting for the prey to step in the trap and fall off, so as to give it a cool feeling.
While trying to avoid the rocket, Shandong fell …
Chapter one hundred and seven Clear (5)
I screamed and jumped at it. Thank God Shandong reacted very quickly. At this critical moment, I was able to throw away my rifle and stretch my limbs to hold up the trap. The rough sides didn’t fall off. I went to call "Give me your hand!" He shook his head at me and refused to give me his hand because he knew that it was not difficult for me to pull him out, but there were more than 20 guerrillas chasing after me, which would make me be targeted.
I caught fire with my hand and grabbed his belt and pulled the bullet in front of me. I couldn’t care less. I knew we were comrades-in-arms. I couldn’t watch him drop a Grenade and threw it over. I slammed the butt of my gun and roared, "What the hell are you doing in Guangxi?" Beat them back! "
Small Guangxi was so anxious that it was almost crying. "I didn’t play!" " He was always regarded as a sniper and a semi-automatic rifle. He didn’t carry much ammunition and shot it all so long ago. I called out "Then!" Throwing the Type 9 automatic rifle together with the last magazine in the past, he reached out and caught a precise shot. An Annan woman was about to drop a bomb on my side. Her arm was interrupted. The grenade landed and exploded. Two rockets flew around and exploded in Guangxi, but the rifle in his hand didn’t stop for a second. Every time a shot was fired, an Annan threw his gun, but one man stopped more than 20 enemies. He blocked all the way and the other way, and we were flanked. We were suddenly caught in a desperate situation of being attacked on both sides.
Shandong blushed and called, "What can you fucking show off? Run! Wow! If we don’t leave, none of us will live! "
I said, "Shut up! If we are divided into a group, we will have to live and die together. I can’t live and abandon my comrades! " I didn’t finish talking. A bullet grazed my arm and plowed a blood slot. It really hurts! I almost let go of my hand because of the pain. I thundered, "Get up!" Suddenly, I really lifted the Shandong man who weighed seventy kilograms! Small Guangxi came up with a wry smile. "There are only a dozen rounds left."
Shandong looked apologetic. "I’m the one who got you into trouble."
I said, "It’s all a meal in a pot, brother." I pulled out the tiger blade with my backhand. I don’t want to be a prisoner, even if I die, I will pull a few mats! Small Guangxi played the bullet, pulled out the three-edged army thorn and never left the machete for a moment. Shandong took the rifle from small Guangxi. All right, we counted the bayonets. At the same time, we threw the glorious bullets out, and the Annan people hurried closer and closer to avoid the explosion smoke. We rushed into the chop suey like three tigers. The army thorn and the fighting saber have been fierce and chased us for so long. Does it have to pay a price? I almost ran into an enemy because of the dense smoke.
He looked at me with a surprised face. I have probably never seen such a deadly situation. Citi soldiers have already surrendered and we have to fight with them for bayonets! It was a little boy, about 14 or 15 years old. The rifle in his hand was still a little heavy and stiff for him. Otherwise, I’m afraid it would be me. I grimaced and waved his head around the blade, and the blood gushed out. Two Annan people stood up and stabbed me with bayonets. The moves were very fierce. I punched the one on the left, and his stomach hurt. The tiger blade scratched like he sent his neck to my blade. The blood splashed at a speed of 71 ml per second from the left side of the neck to the right.
Small Guangxi is even more ruthless with machetes, and the head is chopped off. If you are not careful, you will be bloody. He has knocked down three Shandong cows, big horses, big enemies and two enemies in a row. Instead, he kicked one of the enemies into the trap that almost killed him. Thanks to the party, thanks to the company commander’s devil-like training, and our strong fighting skills have been brought into full play. These guerrillas who just changed jobs from farmers are not our opponents, and the three of us have repeatedly retreated. The problem is that they have bullets, we have not, they have been beaten and one of them will wake up and pull the trigger Sure enough, after the seventh player was put down by us, someone shot at me. Fortunately, when I reacted quickly enough, I copied the guy who was still spasmodic, blocked the front, hit him, shot him through, and then hit me with blood and flesh. The bulletproof vest really hurts. It’s like a group of wasps are stinging me! After a shuttle shot, the human shield in my hand has turned into a rotten meat, which is even worse. The gun woke up, and those Annan monkeys who were beaten back by us all backed away. They all backed away from the magazine and the sound became a piece. We smiled bitterly at each other, which was really finished.
At this critical moment, a roar rushed from the forest, and hundreds of animals were shocked. The dozen enemies were also horrified. We saw a shadow rushing out of the shadow of the forest, and the flame of the automatic rifle in our hands flashed as if the devil was winking at the monkeys. Every time a shot was fired, there must be a blood flower in the head of an Annan monkey. Even we felt shocked. Those guys didn’t care about us. They dispersed and hugged the trigger to the end and swept the devil desperately. Only to be horrified to find that their root is to fight a ghost. As if he would never get shot, the jungle flashed, interspersed with tumbling and jumping, and he fell down. It was so stunned that he spun for five and a half weeks and then fired a rifle. Even it was the most mysterious and chilling thing in our army.
The viper sniper and the top sniper of the ghost sniper squadron are invited to face this. Berserker estimates that there is a wry smile and shakes his head. The only thing we can do is to watch the drama honestly and get hurt by our own people.
Seeing that one of our own people fell down one by one, Annan was completely out of control. Some people fled and some people rushed to the devil to try to haunt him, but no matter what they did, the result was the same death! That guy has been playing double hair, and I count it clearly. After playing Annan with a magazine, there are not many people, and fourteen people just fell down, which is even more abnormal than snipers! He didn’t even bother to change the magazine. He swung a grenade, and several Annan people fell to the ground and groaned. He screamed and rushed straight at him like an ancient cavalry. The last one was fairly healthy. He pointed his gun at him. The Annan people nailed the tree and the cold light flashed again. One struggled to get up and climbed out of the pistol. Annan’s neck was shot through by a blaster and the three-edged army stabbed him. Even the sprinter was ashamed to sprint and kick him. An Annan woman with shrapnel all over her body is propping up her body with her hands. Kicking off her neck didn’t affect her speed at all. The cervical vertebra fractured and crunched. At the same time, he was close to the last two enemies. One of them smashed his head with a flick of the butt. Finally, the shaking man stabbed him in the heart and was easily caught by him. The whole person flew out seven meters away and bumped into a big tree. The brains splashed on the tree. It was disgusting.
So many enemies have been cleaned up by him?
We all opened our mouths wide and couldn’t close for a long time. Oh, my God, there are so many invincible soldiers! In this fierce assault division, except for our company commander, the second person thought of us and called "Hello, company commander!"
The company commander glanced at us. "Is everything all right?"
Shandong said, "Nothing, but if your old man comes a little later, something will happen."
The company commander kicked a corpse. "His grandmother, a chop suey, dares to ambush the old army and die! It’s okay. Don’t be silly there. Let’s go, Mom. Today, Annan monkeys are crazy. Don’t attack all our strongholds. There will be a tough battle after dark! "
We picked up some ammunition and followed Lianchang Mountain Road. He told us that in the past two days, he led a team to attack a guerrilla stronghold, and explosives collapsed the guerrilla hiding cave. None of the 70 people escaped, and the other platoon was even more ruthless. It was a massacre to stay in a camp where Annan’s people cut their throats and killed them like chickens, and then deliberately left a clue for them to return to the guerrillas and fight a beautiful ambush. Only two of them were killed.
Let’s count our cowardice. Instead of destroying the guerrillas, we were ambushed by the guerrillas and almost lost a class. Of course, we also killed many guerrillas, but there is a qualitative difference between regular army warfare and guerrilla warfare. Regular army pays attention to efficiency in every battle, while guerrilla warfare seeks to beat up and run. If the regular army doesn’t win, it will be a failure, while the guerrillas will win and kill these third-rate guys. How can we calculate that our class has lost half?
Back to the village, the battle is over. The platoon leader took the initiative to attack and meet our squad leader. A fire suddenly attacked Annan’s monkey man, causing many deaths and injuries. Probably, he realized that their fighting capacity had no chance of winning if they hit the root head-on with us. Their captain resolutely chose to retreat and throw more than 20 bodies. The platoon leader fled with three men and chased his ass for two kilometers, killing several prisoners. We saw a helicopter landing and unloading a lot of equipment. The squad leader took the soldier whose legs were blown off and sent him to the platoon leader. The medic said, "Take his legs with him." The medic didn’t say anything, but we all know that the chances of this comrade-in-arms getting up are very few, very few and desperate. After all, it’s not so easy to continue the operation of amputation, and because he is fighting and retreating, his injury has dragged on for too long. Maybe the wound is still infected. Instead, he has to amputate the limb. The monitor has repeatedly comforted the comrade-in-arms that it’s okay. The limb grafting operation has a successful precedent several years ago. He will be able to play football after six months of good treatment. We are very sad to hear that the comrade-in-arms is pale and squeezed out a smile He lost too much blood to speak, and the helicopter rushed him to the field hospital for first aid. A month later, we saw him in Nanning Military Hospital. He had two amputations, and the whole person was less than 1.2 meters tall.
When I saw him for the third time, the doctor tried his best to get him back from the hand of death in the urn, which was once 1.7 meters tall and lying less than a foot long. The monitor promised to go to the hospital to see him, but he broke his promise. Because he was attacked by agent Annan on his way home, there were only three of us left in the class to see him off, including three of us.
Chapter one hundred Clear (6)
Liu Weiping has been paying attention to the progress of the troops in eliminating the Annan guerrillas. It’s not that he really has so much leisure time, but that the guerrillas are so annoying that they can’t even find a ghost when they don’t want to hit them. When you want to rest, they shout and shout, and they come out and harass everywhere like a group of locusts that can’t be killed or scattered. Some troops suffered more casualties in the battle than the Annan regular army did. The Annan guerrillas were really a headache, and with the prologue of the lang son campaign, the guerrillas targeted our rear. The more frequent attacks, the more endless it is, which has caused our army to suffer a lot of losses. Liu Weiping forbear that the commandos have not found the opportunity to attack in this plot, which means that he has sometimes fought with Annan guerrillas and tried to teach Annan people a lesson.
About three companies of the assault division were scattered by him, and from time to time, they exchanged fire with Annan guerrillas along both sides of the road. Liu Weiping firmly believed that these well-trained and experienced airborne infantry could clamp the main force of the wandering guerrillas and deal a fatal blow to the other side. He has never been disappointed with his troops. His eyes fell on the stronghold code-named "Midway Island", and two strands of divisible stones and fine mans burst out in his eyes. This stronghold is the village of Shaolin Batman’s company, but it is very common. But the geographical position is not simple at all, which has strangled several guerrillas’ access to the mountains. If he is not mistaken, there are enough guerrillas in that area, but the materials are pitiful. Shaolin Batman can hold this forgotten important stronghold. In this guerrilla war, the commandos will become passive and take the initiative. At that time, it will no longer be the Chinese commandos who are looking for Annan guerrillas all over the world to fight, but Annan guerrillas must take the initiative to attack their heavily defended stronghold! Lack of heavy weapons, maybe even rifles can’t match Annan guerrillas. I’m afraid there is no suspense in winning or losing the most elite airborne infantry fighting team’s defensive strongholds.
Han Yajie came in and told him a bad news. Shaolin Batman was ambushed by Annan guerrillas when a company patrolled the mountains. two dead was wounded and Liu Weiping bit his lip. The casualties of four soldiers were insignificant even in a minimum intensity battle, but he still found it hard to accept that his soldiers’ lives were much more valuable than Annan’s bad lives!
Han Yajie pointed to the "midway island" and said, "This is really four battlefields. No matter whether you put a platoon or a company, you can’t change the situation of being attacked on all sides. Do you want Shaolin soldiers to retreat?"
Liu Weiping said, "Don’t let Shaolin soldiers take the company there and let the helicopter transport them a batch of materials!"
Han Yajie was a little surprised. "Isn’t it a wave if he has more than enough supplies?"
Liu Weiping said, "No, it won’t wave at all. I just want to put
If this stronghold turns into a fat piece of fat, don’t believe that those bastards who hide in the mountains and feed mosquitoes, Annan, are not tempted! "
Han Yajie’s eyes lit up. "You mean … lure the snake out of the hole?"
Liu Weiping laughed, "I know this wife!" Finger drew a circle around "Midway Island". "Send Eagle Dragon Squadron to clean the villages in this area thoroughly. I want to turn this area into a deserted area and see where the guerrillas can find supplies!"
Han Yajie glanced at the map and shuddered. "Which village is left in this area?"
Liu Weiping said, "None left! They killed two of my soldiers, and I want two thousand of them buried with them to see who is ruthless! "
Han Yajie sighed secretly. This small battlefield is like a different person. It seems to be cold and bloodthirsty. It is no longer the sunny and happy big boy, but now he is responsible for every soldier in the division. He promised to let as many soldiers return home alive as possible. Who can laugh with such a heavy burden? Where’s Han Feng? Has it become like this? War is really terrible, but it can completely change a person’s behavior and personality!
Two squadrons of Eagle Dragon were sent out to the Annan people’s village like a group of flying death, bringing with them a flood of rockets and mercury-leaking artillery shells. Their ugly and fierce short-winged ground was ablaze with a huge ball of fireballs, and the main building rose. The bamboo forest structure village was covered with fireworks, and the villagers fled or were torn to pieces by machine guns when rifles were fired at helicopters. On this day, those villagers who picked up guns were soldiers and released them were good citizens. They finally learned that the current war was terrible, and they learned the "East Asia Flash" and "Huaxia Saber" were even more cruel! Villages were destroyed one after another. Villagers were either killed or fled to the center of the mountain guerrilla group "Midway Island". Fiona Fang, 10 kilometers away, has become a populated area. It is said that hundreds of Annan civilians were killed in helicopter bombing, and public opinion was in uproar. The guards marched around crying out "Justice" with grief. Journalists, guards and red eyes were killed. Which temple onion were they in Liu Weiping’s eyes? What he has to do now is to drive those Annan mutineers far away, either into the mountains or into the river, so they can’t have another chance to hurt his soldiers anyway!
Three h2 "sea monsters" landed slowly and unloaded a lot of war materials. We poor little soldiers became coolies. The company commander looked at the list and looked surprised. "Why are there so many materials? I didn’t ask for supplies. Besides, it’s not a wave to give us so many battalions! "
A gentleman in charge of this transportation said with a smile, "This is what the teacher ordered to be delivered."
Come on, what, you still have too much food and ammunition? "
The company commander said, "If you don’t have roots, you won’t be able to do so much. If you want to retreat, you can’t move back. What a trouble!"
The teacher said, "According to the teacher, you may have to hold on to this stronghold for a while. It’s not wrong to have more supplies. Besides, look at this ghost weather. When it’s cloudy, it’s sunny, and you know when it’s windy. The helicopter will take off for several days in a row. If there is not enough supplies, it depends on who you are crying to!"
The company commander didn’t say anything. Look at his expression. He just didn’t want to keep this rabbit-shit-bird-egg-free mountain. Kalari and those Annan monkeys wasted him on being a warrior in the charge, not a sentry!
Unloading three short cannons in the plane made me stunned. I was a 63-type 17 mm multi-barrel rocket launcher! This kind of rocket is as simple as a hoe. I’m really familiar with it. When I participated in the "Xiao Long" exercise last April, I was responsible for protecting the 17th rocket company. It fought everywhere. There are so many fucking Woods, fields, reeds in a small mountain village by the river … In a word, it takes people’s legs to get the place. It’s not easy for them to take it with them all the time without doing anything for a minute. The teacher really took care of us, and he delivered three doors to us! Hey, hey, I didn’t say anything about this firepower. It’s just a headache to arrange them.
"Tangshan Shandong, look over there!" Small Guangxi cried, and we looked in the direction he pointed to and gasped involuntarily-the helicopter actually unloaded a double-mounted 3 mm machine gun! Oh, my God, that’s a warship’s near-anti-gun! We looked at each other when several soldiers skillfully assembled this meat grinder and connected it to the bullet chain. If I remember correctly, this type of dual-line gun has a firing rate of 1,200 rounds per minute and 1,600 rounds of spare ammunition. The launching field is very wide, so one gun is enough to beat a light infantry battalion to pieces. Isn’t it too much of a fuss about the guerrillas? But it’s cool to think that this thing will smash those Annan hybrids with ak and rocket launchers into mud
"What are you three doing here? Hurry over and help move the shells!" The squad leader yelled at us, and Xiao Guangxi made a face. The three of us used to unload artillery shells with 3 mm machine guns. The important thing is not that we have received cruel physical training, and one box can crush us. Xiao Guangxi is the worst. He is so small that he is crushed like a shrimp, grinning and laughing. It’s hard to send him away. The three of us are so tired that we are sitting in a helicopter like plague.
Shandong gasped and asked, "Why do you want to send us so many materials? All the materials were available yesterday.
Don’t you think we are too idle to ship the rest? "
I said, "I can have a hard fight with a light infantry battalion every day with those heavy equipment. Does the division think that Annan people will use battalion-level troops to attack our stronghold?"
Xiao Guangxi repeatedly toyed with his new equipment, microwave rangefinder, aiming here and there. He said excitedly, "Dude, I have a hunch that we are going to have a hard fight with Annan guerrillas here!" Do you believe it or not? Anyway, I believe it! "