"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
More than a dozen enemies who were lucky enough to escape the shrapnel of the grenades had not yet fully regained their senses when they were shot down by the soldiers.
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!" Although there were only about 20 people on the other side, Na Zhe could feel his voice trembling as he looked at the cold front that was charging straight ahead.
The squad machine guns on both sides were spraying hot bullets to their heart's content. The Type 88 sniper rifle quickly took down a few enemies who were trying to shoot.
Seeing their comrades who were charging at the front and trying to resist being shot down by bullets and bayonets, the desperadoes were terrified and began to flee without looking back.
An Jingzhe kicked the enemy in front of him with his bleeding leg and took the opportunity to pull out the bayonet that was stuck in the enemy's bone. He raised the muzzle of his gun and fired continuously, taking down a few enemies who were fighting with the soldiers around him.
With a ferocious expression, he shouted, "Shoot!"
There were less than 20 soldiers left. They raised their guns at the same time and emptied all the bullets in their magazines in one breath. Then, they turned around and began to retreat silently.
Qu Sen stabbed the bayonet into the enemy's heart from the back with a diagonal stab. After kicking the enemy to the ground, he reached out and pulled up the soldier who was pinned underneath.
Seeing that the soldier could no longer walk, he switched the gun to his left hand and directly carried the soldier on his shoulder. Then, like the other soldiers, he ran toward the wooden house as fast as he could.
The 107th Artillery Platoon had already opened fire. Everyone who rushed out had to retreat to a safe area within one minute.
Na Zhe forced his weak legs to move and ran back to the human shelter in one breath. After lying down, he looked back and saw that the battlefield was full of fleeing figures. Some of them were like him. They ran to the human shelter and laid down on the ground.
Even more people felt that the human shelter was no longer enough to ensure their safety. They spread their legs and ran straight toward the direction of the forest.
Hundreds of people armed with live ammunition were being chased by dozens of people who were holding bayonets. Na Zhe, who had recovered from his fear, felt humiliated at the first moment.
When he wanted to retaliate, he realized that the gun in his hand was gone.
One of the soldiers had lost his gun. He was so ashamed that he couldn't even show his face. He grabbed an AKM from the corpse beside him, checked the magazine, and aimed at the Chinese who were charging forward.
"Where are they?" Na Zhe looked through the gaps between the fleeing figures for a long time and subconsciously muttered.
He did not believe that the Chinese who were charging with an indomitable spirit just a moment ago would have run away in such a short time.
However, what he saw with his two eyes clearly told him that there was not a single Chinese person on the entire battlefield except for the fleeing soldiers of his own side.
"The Chinese ran away!" A few seconds later, Zhe's humiliated howl suddenly rang out.
He saw that his hoarse voice, the soldiers who was to to escape to escape to escape to escape to escape to escape. Na Na Zhe got to his feet to shoot..
Following the sound of AMK's continuous fire, he shouted again, "Everyone, stop! The Chinese people are running away!"
The flames from the gun finally attracted the attention of some of the soldiers. Just as some of them began to slow down and pay attention to what Na Zhe was shouting, the faint sound of a .88 sniper rifle was heard.
The bullet, which was rotating at high speed, quickly passed through the gaps between the soldiers and accurately penetrated Na Zhe's chest.
The last "warrior" on the battlefield had fallen. The fleeing soldiers could no longer be stopped. No one noticed that the sharp sound of something breaking through the air was getting closer and closer.
"Evade!"
An Jingzhe shouted. 36 107MM rockets instantly covered the entire open area in front of the wooden house.
The ground trembled amidst the loud explosions. Hot air waves mixed with sand, dirt, and minced meat wreaked havoc in all directions.
Qu Sen covered his ears with both hands. His mouth was wide open as he pressed his body tightly against the wall. Moisture-Proof white ash continuously flowed out from the cracks in the wall, followed by the black soil.
Just as most of the soldiers felt that the half-underground wooden house was about to collapse, the explosions finally stopped.
Qu Sen wanted to poke his head out to look at the situation outside, but he heard An Jingzhe shouting in his earphones and ears, "Lie down, there's one more round!"
Qu Sen quickly bent down again and continued to cover his ears and open his mouth. After waiting for a few seconds, there was another earth-shattering explosion outside.
"Qu … Wu …"
Qu Sen suddenly saw Shen Jin shouting something at him with his mouth open.
"Ah?" Qu Sen shouted with all his might. However, his ears were filled with the continuous explosions. He couldn't even hear himself shouting.
Shen Jin shouted again. When he realized that it was completely futile, he directly grabbed the "Qin Crossbow" control device and stuffed it into Qu Sen's hands.
"F * ck!" Qu Sen looked at the monitor and couldn't help but curse.
The "Qin Crossbow" in the air was affected by the explosions. Its hovering state was very unstable, and the monitor screen was constantly shaking. When Qu Sen looked at it, there was no longer any heat source reflection point on the screen.
He didn't know when the owner of the goods had disappeared.
"He can't escape!" Qu Sen shouted as he stopped hovering and controlled the "Qin Crossbow" to fly in the direction of the border.
Shen Jin was just about to get up when he staggered. He quickly stabilized his body and ran to the back window on all fours. Then, he climbed out of the window.
"What's going on?" The explosion gradually subsided. An Jingzhe moved closer to Qu Sen and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"The owner of the goods ran away. We're looking for him!"
"He's a few kilometers away from the border. He can't escape." An Jingzhe immediately made the same judgment as Qu Sen.
The "Qin Crossbow" had already risen to an altitude of about 300 meters above the ground and was trying to expand its search range. At this time, the surface temperature was very low. The heat source reflection on the ground was very obvious.
It quickly flew for more than a kilometer and passed through the cold-colored canopy of the trees. A few faint heat reflection points were revealed. After Qu Sen lowered the "Qin Crossbow"'s flying altitude, he quickly confirmed that there were five figures.
"Found them!" Qu Sen curled the corner of his mouth and shouted.
Among the five human-shaped heat reflection points, the temperature of one person's back was very low. He should be the communicator who carried the radio on his back. One of them was very short. Qu Sen had seen someone with similar physical characteristics in the previous surveillance. He seemed to be the guy who commanded the RPG shooter.
As for the other three people, one of them had a normal body, one was very tall, and the last one was a fat man. He moved the slowest, but the other four people were moving around him.
"Can you shoot them down?" An Jingzhe asked in a low voice.
"They can't escape!" Qu Sen replied.
The branches were too dense, and the five people were still moving. The attack drone's accuracy could not be guaranteed.
He raised the "Qin Crossbow" again and extended the view to the direction of the five people.
"There's a gap there." An Jingzhe pointed at an area in the far end of the screen where the trees were relatively sparse.
"Prepare to fire!" Qu Sen also noticed that area.
Shen Jin had already set up the launcher outside the back window. He was only waiting for Qu Sen's order.
Qu Sen estimated the distance in his mind and the speed of the attack drone. After confirming that there was enough time, he shouted, "North three, 45, fire!"
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The owner of the cargo was panting heavily, but not only did he not dare to stop, he also had to constantly increase his speed.
He did not start running only when the artillery was fired.
When more than 20 Chinese people rushed out of the wooden house with bayonets mounted with Type 81 rifles, the owner's entire lower abdomen, especially the area around the short scar, began to tingle and twitch like an electric current.
When his consciousness woke up from the scene of being injured on the battlefield, the owner realized that he was actually running. He was running at full speed in the direction of the warehouse with his back facing it.
"Forget it, even if I kill all those Chinese people, I won't be able to move the cargo in time. Maybe when they rushed out, they had already set up explosives in the warehouse. "
The owner of the cargo slowed down slightly. After a short moment of hesitation, he sped up again and ran towards the border without looking back.
No one knew better than him how terrifying a bayonet with four blood grooves was. It was the kind of weapon that could not be stopped once it pierced into the flesh.
It was on a night like this that more than 20 young Chinese people, wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying bayonets mounted with Type 81 rifles, rushed straight towards the owner of the cargo.
When the 20 Chinese people were all dead, there were only nine people left in the company, including the owner of the cargo who had been stabbed in the stomach.
— —
The Chinese people on the opposite side were obviously desperate, but their boss actually ran away, which made the four people in the forest very surprised. But since their boss ran away, they subconsciously began to run as well.
After running for a short distance, they heard a group of screams in the air, followed by an earth-shattering explosion behind them.
The four people began to sincerely admire their boss. An "old guy" who had experienced life and death on the battlefield was really not someone that they, the younger generation, could compare to.
The sound of artillery fire lasted for a while and finally subsided, but they did not know if the Chinese reinforcements would catch up. The five people did not dare to relax at all. They ran towards the border with their heads down.
The bodyguard held his boss's armpit with one hand and helped him move forward. Others may not know, but he knew that the boss still had a shocking amount of US dollars in the bank in Switzerland.
And at this moment, the boss's right-hand men were all finished. If he could perform well in this crisis, would the day of him becoming a real power figure in the organization be far away?
With a "beautiful" wish, the bodyguard insisted on dragging the "fat burden" even though he was also tired and panting.
"Boss?" The bodyguard was thinking about random things in his heart, when he felt the person he was dragging suddenly stop.
"This way!" The owner of the cargo breathed heavily and signaled to go around the sparse forest in front of them. He felt that it was too easy to be attacked by the kind of remote control aircraft that could self-destruct.
The bodyguard followed the order without any hesitation. The other three people, although in their hearts, felt that this was a waste of time. But they had just discovered the Chinese artillery fire a while ago, so they subconsciously followed.
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