Brother Ganja struggled to get up and said, "Yes, Lieutenant Debana Khan is."
Turn that fire pit into a deadly trap. He is the best special forces. He knows your skills and tactics like the back of his hand. He deliberately left such traces to lead you into the hub. But you are not a deadly poison. It’s just a kind of overbearing anesthetic from generation to generation. I am very surprised that you can support it until now. "
Brother Josh said, "If Brother Ganjia didn’t stop Lieutenant Debana Khan from pouring cyanide into the wooden thorn, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be as simple as being numb all over. By now, we’re just drawing a tie, and the lieutenant general has already gone far. You can’t chase it again, but before he left the cave, he transferred an infantry company through the line to make a raid in the center of the cave … Hey hey, maybe your two comrades-in-arms are playing a wonderful game, and even one of them may be poisoned. It’s important to fight with us."
Shaolin Xiaobing’s forehead burst into a dense cold sweat and gritted his teeth and said, "You are ruthless!"
Brother Josh said, "We don’t have to call again and stop?"
Shaolin Xiaobing hates to nod "OK!" The self-defense pistol was withdrawn, and Brother Josh also let go of Major Black, and everyone exchanged hostages.
The major in black is covered in blood, but most of them are weapons like ring knives. It doesn’t matter if the flesh wound is scratched, but Brother Ganjia’s injury is much heavier. Maybe he has been bleeding for two or three months, which is a French battle, but the major in black also has no way to recover his fighting capacity in a short time. The strange poison is too overbearing. Shake hands and make each other somewhat weak. Brother Ganjia took out two porcelain bottles with a thin neck and a bulging belly and threw them to Shaolin Batman. "Holding a blue bottle for external application can drive away the toxicity for a short time, but you must rest for a few days to recover your strength."
Shaolin Batman caught it and hesitated. He took out a first-aid kit and threw it in the past. "There are drugs for treating injuries in it. I prepared them myself, which has a miraculous effect on treating bleeding fractures … Go and be your bodyguard, but I can wake you up. We won’t be so nice if we don’t give up once."
Brother Ganga smiled and took the first-aid kit, threw the bandage, morphine and anything aside, took out Shaolin Batman’s prescription by hand, and swallowed it with a handful of snow. Brother Josh held it and walked slowly to the south. Shaolin Batman Nai shook his head and opened the medicine bottle. Brother Ganga said that the blue bottle was given to Major Black, and the blue bottle was sprinkled on his right hand. The wound was so small that it took little time for him to see it. The major black spit out a breath and said, "It’s okay. Go and save the two stooges."
Shaolin Batman seems very difficult. "But you …"
The major in black said, "I’ll just follow slowly. Now, although I haven’t recovered my strength, I still have the ability to protect myself."
Shaolin Xiaobing sighed. "I didn’t expect a pile of charcoal ash to make us fall short. It’s really cowardly!"
The major in black didn’t speak, but who was fooled by that depressed look?
They’re still depressed, and I’m dying!
One less Indra field sergeant army swarmed in. Of course, they were not as abnormal as the special forces, but they were numerous and fierce. Seven light machine guns beat shells and flew like locusts. Three mortars were even more hard to bombard, plus more than a dozen rocket launchers and more than 100 automatic rifles. Even Superman could not resist! A sudden fire attack really made me scurry, complaining in my heart. The nemesis of special forces is the sea of tactics and equipment, and the special forces have supported it for too long in the melee. The instructor has repeated this for thousands of times in our ears, and we have been paying attention to avoiding the melee with the enemy’s large forces. I didn’t expect that I still met such a unlucky situation!
At least three machine guns chased me, sweeping mortar shells, chasing me one after another, blowing me up, and I was so flexible that the snow rolled rapidly. Even I can’t remember how many bullets passed me by, and the smell of hot steel made my hair stand on end. Every pore of my body involuntarily contracted and expanded, and my heart shrank to the size of table tennis, and almost stopped beating! It’s an absolute method to imagine that I roared and rolled quickly and threw two high-explosive grenades at the same time. These two little things just flew two meters high and were hit and exploded. Large pieces of snow powder and fine fragments of smoke hit my bulletproof vest, which made me twitch all over and screamed "My mother!" Fortunately, snow powder and smoke blocked the sight of those machine gunners. As soon as the barrage became a little chaotic, I took the opportunity to roll behind a stone and set up a sniper gun, whether he was a gun or not! Boom A mass of air billow blew away the snow powder within a few meters in front of the stone, splashing a blood rain 300 meters away! This time, I’m a tungsten steel armor-piercing bullet. What’s it like to smash four or five Indra soldiers in two with one shot, which can pierce the front armor of a light tank and hit people? Just look at the broken limbs and dirty fragments that splash more than ten meters away.
Indra commander angry to the extreme roar "sniper sniper is dead! Get rid of that madness! And mortars. Blow all the shells out. I want him dead! "
Mao Mao Mao!
The three deadly mortars fired again, and at the same time, several guys carrying rocket launchers appeared on the hillside ridge line. After roughly estimating the killing range of those rocket launchers at the same time, my tongue ached.
Even if I can escape from these three shells, I will definitely not escape from the continuous rocket bombing, so die! I tried my best to keep my eyes open, and all the sights were focused on those guys who were carrying rocket launchers and lying on the ground, and pulled the trigger. Just before they fired, a 23-millimeter high-explosive cluster bomb hit them hard! A purplish fireball rose from the ground, and several Indra soldiers were blown into a ball of blood fog without even a scream. Even their comrades who were more than ten or twenty meters away followed the blood mold and fell down with a piercing scream from flying projectiles.
Boom!
Three rounds of six artillery shells exploded around me. Although I had shrunk my body to the minimum, I was still covered in bloody pieces by dense shrapnel. The pain made me shake all over and relax my body. Doing so made me learn the most painful lesson in my life-a shrapnel hit me right in the thigh at a very sharp angle, and blood gushed wildly! The terrible pain made my eyes black, my heart convulsed and I was in a coma. It took a few seconds to howl like a wild animal! My right leg seems to be broken, and I have lost consciousness. I gasped and looked at the strong muscle with a flare. A few inches long gap was blown out, and blood gushed out. I can still see a trace of pale bone, and I don’t know if it hurt the bone, but it doesn’t seem to matter to me. If it is an accident, I’m afraid I will die. It doesn’t matter if a dying person here is in good condition.
In return, I will put three rubber balls here in advance and throw them away. I will pick up the geomagnetic storm cannon and boom the rubber balls, just like a group of little demons jumping and flying and smashing at Indra soldiers, followed by a deep and blue bowl with a thick arc. Such a strange scene makes every Indra soldier feel worried! I know very well how long I can’t stop it. Small Guangxi can’t help me. I am seriously injured again. Facing the siege of a hundred times, I am lucky to ignore me and say, "Monkey, I tried my best."
Thousands of miles away, in the war room of a military base, God was listening to the orders while recording the lilac heart. A burst of crazy jumping snapped the red pencil in his hand.
Chapter one or two ()
Several rubber balls were unwilling to explode. Manganese steel flying nails were shot around like oblique rain. Indra soldiers were killed or injured, and the chemical fuel in a rubber ball was scattered to avoid the crazy manganese steel flying nails. Indra soldiers cried out, which almost turned into a fire. God knows how many soldiers jumped up in an instant with pain, flapped their hands and feet, and threw the pulpy chemical fuel blocks at the people around them. Unfortunately, the unlucky ones were thrown and screamed.
Zila–
A wankou thick arc across a distance of 300 meters, hitting the position of an international soldier group, snakes scurrying around, and several international soldiers’ hair refers to Pi Fu’s scorched hair, which is comparable to the international tenor’s barking. With a small arc, he jumped from the ground and his eyes burst and fell flat. Don’t say that even two Indra soldiers who were more than 20 meters away shouted and fell to the ground, and their limbs were foaming at the mouth! Indra soldiers slouched at two wars coming from one arc after another, which seemed to make him urinate.
These soldiers are going to be beaten crazy! His mother has been ordered to encircle several Chinese special forces. If he can capture prisoners or seize a few pieces of advanced equipment, it will be easier to live. Even a single-digit special force can’t fight? At first, everyone’s morale was quite high, but after the exchange of fire, it was not like that! The firepower of these special forces is too fucking abnormal. A pistol can kill an elephant with one shot, and the bullet from the rifle can penetrate 20-30 cm thick granite, so everyone has to endure it. Compared with that sniper gun, these roots are a slag! No matter what kind of shells they are, when a 23 mm caliber shell comes over, they want the other side’s marksmanship not to be too bad. They will definitely die more than one or two! Besides, it will even jump and jump where there are many people, and the rubber ball will be even more deadly. Once the guy explodes, he has to lie on a large piece of non-magnetic storm gun …………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Your sister, is this a weapon belonging to the earth? Mao, everyone has a feeling of fighting aliens? Many Indra soldiers frantically shot and tried to suppress the firepower of the special forces while screaming for mercy and compassion. My Lord Satan’s eldest brother bless that devil never to let that devil take out another cannon, laser gun, nuclear Grenade and other more abnormal guys. It’s just a war, and everyone has no great hatred. Don’t destroy the earth!
They hit hard enough, and it can be seen that the devil has been seriously injured, but he just won’t fall or die. What can you do if you dare to rush to the other end and magnetically bombard you?
Lieutenant Indra looked at the mountainside covered with corpses, and his eyes were almost red.
Bloody hell, where did the Chinese get such a horrible weapon? It was just a soldier who actually repelled them three times and killed more than one platoon! The lieutenant watched another attack being blasted by a magnetic storm gun, and he lost his anger and strength. A million grass mud horses roared past at the speed of sound, and he muttered curses on the damn weather, even if it was a knife or snow! A considerable part of the snow will melt when it falls to the ground, and then it will re-solidify into ice. The ground is extremely wet and the air humidity is very high, which magnifies and doubles the lethality of the magnetic storm gun! Now they are like fish in the pool and that devil is a fish!
The deputy company commander crawled over and said awkwardly, "The company commander still can’t attack the devil’s firepower. It’s terrible. I took a platoon and he put it down by half!"
The lieutenant found that the deputy company commander had a face of black hair and his fingers were quite angry and angry. At the same time, there was still a little bit of facial muscles that wanted to laugh and finally said angrily, "What should I do?" If a company can’t beat a man out, we don’t want to be in the army! "
The deputy company commander said, "It’s not that we can’t do it. It’s that the ghost terrain is too sinister and the devil weapon is too horrible for us to attack at all!"
The lieutenant said, "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a person. He is never a lonely hero who laughs at the end in modern wars! I don’t believe he can’t kill a ghost if the mortar platoon hits all the shells for me! "
"There’s a machine gun over there at one o’clock to fill the fire shortage! Asshole, do you want me to teach you that, too? Sweep out all your last bullets! "
"Rocket launcher, you idiots won’t be a little scattered? Do you have to line up and let his family be the target! "
"Old friend, I command a frontal attack. You take a class to climb from that slope and outflank it. If you can take him alive, try to take him alive. I’ll skin him!"
After some arrangement, the fifth attack was launched again, and the fire broke out. The machine gunner roared wildly and swept away the bullets one by one, and the rockets and mortar shells went out of the chamber without stopping for a second. The rockets and shells blew up the snow like waves, and the smoke and shrapnel almost completely covered the devil’s defense line-if that can be called the defense line, more than 20 Indra soldiers were covered by heavy fire. Not all these Indra soldiers rushed in as loose a formation as possible. Tired of living or lack of training, they can’t even do the most basic military moves, but in the face of the geomagnetic storm gun, which can ignore almost all defensive abnormal weapons, the military technology they have mastered can’t help anything. If they crawl forward cautiously as before, they will give each other more time to relax the geomagnetic storm.
The cannon blew their department to coke! Now the simplest and most effective way for them is to rush at all costs, move fast enough, and maybe save a life. If they can rush at it, so many people can trample him to death!
I blew out two more guns and put down three. Look at the instrument figures of the geomagnetic storm gun and I can’t help but smile bitterly.
The pool is almost empty. It’s not as good as a dog stick without this thing.
I didn’t even think about it. I pressed the red button and rolled the geomagnetic storm gun as an explosive tube. Indra soldiers fired at the geomagnetic storm gun again and again, and the barrel of the gun fired a handful of sparks. Unfortunately, it didn’t help. The geomagnetic storm gun rolled to the ground, and experienced soldiers could lie down to avoid possible shock waves and shrapnel, but after a second, their intestines were green!
When the white light flashes, the metal hydrogen pool turns into powder explosion in less than 100 millionths of a second, which generates energy to blow the geomagnetic storm cannon into dust and release terror at the same time. The high-pressure flow gas is full of one or two centimeters of long arc jumping. Those Indra soldiers wearing thick leather boots are not so lucky when their legs fall and they fall down, but they are not so lucky. The high-pressure flow sweeps across a large area of skin in contact with the ground, and the whole person is baked into dried meat in less than a second!
The lieutenant also got a heavy blow from the stream and fell to the ground for half a minute before he recovered his breath. He looked at the burnt corpse and screamed, "I’ll kill you!" Picked up a machine gun and aimed it at the hateful enemy, savagely hit a magazine and roared, "Fire-breathing soldiers burn him for me!" "
A bullet hit my left shoulder and blood gushed out, which made me almost burst into tears. I gritted my teeth and shot the sniper artillery shells that I hadn’t finished —————— whether it was a mercury rotary bullet, a mercury eccentric bullet, a high-explosive incendiary bomb or a mother bomb. When grenades were carefully thrown out for a dozen rounds, they landed in front of these guys, and then I leaned out of the submachine gun and blew them up one by one. Mercury was like fog, sparks splashed in tiny projectiles, and it was unlucky to run around and hit anyone! The explosion power of so many special artillery shells is really not a joke. A fire-breathing soldier was beaten with blood like a piece of fish thrown on the beach and stepped on his stomach. The high-explosive incendiary bomb turned two dots into turkeys barking from the hillside and bumped into rocks. The whole person turned into a rotten persimmon shell, splashing out projectiles and protecting himself with many of the most standard military actions. I laughed and almost choked to death with blood from my throat. A shell fell nearby and my eardrum ached. At present, a dark red figure became hazy, and a large amount of blood loss made me extremely weak.
I’ll die of blood loss before the Indra comes to the rescue!
Although a gun came on one side, it seems that small Guangxi exchanged fire with the enemy regardless of its own injuries. I don’t know that I can almost fire at people who are roaring towards me. The recoil of the submachine gun collides heavily with my body. Every time I fire a gun, my blood vibrates. The wound spews out a stream of blood. One gun, two guns and three guns are getting weaker and weaker. It seems that someone has plugged my ears with cotton. Seeing a lot of guns spewing fire, I just can’t hear the tinkle. Is it going to die? I laughed huskily, company commander. Instructor, today we are planted here. You don’t care if Sam bullies us both?
I didn’t expect such a master in No.3 Middle School to be mistaken. Now I don’t even have the strength to turn the gun and fire at him. I gave up the submachine gun and gasped, "The Republic didn’t be a captive commando." I picked the last Grenade with one hand, pulled off the tab, but I didn’t come to loosen my hand. I got a heavy blow on my head, and I heard a few words "seriously injured … airplane …"
Chapter DiYiErJiu duel (fill)
Liu Weiping asked sullenly, "Did the action fail?"
The commander-in-chief of the special operations command has a facial expression: "Three ambushes have been broken, and three ambush troops have lost their lives. We are responsible for receiving a black devil team, and the lucky team members are withdrawing."
Liu Weiping’s eyes showed a little anger. "We haven’t tried to lose so much since our special forces were founded!"
The commander-in-chief was ashamed. "We underestimated the enemy too much, and the intelligence workers didn’t do well." He took out a report and handed it over.
Liu Weiping took it and read the report line by line. It was also very concise and written in such detail that he didn’t have a few pages. He soon finished reading it. He was deep in thought, and the commander-in-chief looked cold. "We ignored the variable of the bitter monk, and the goal is lost. I am afraid that Indra’s army has been re-established and it will be extremely difficult to intercept again."