"Twenty-seven seconds!"
Magnolia's cold and quiet voice rang out in the infantry system. His breathing was not rushed, nor did he feel any excitement. It was as if he had not fired a shot just now. In the most dangerous moment, from a distance of over a hundred meters, the two shots were so accurate that they killed the enemy in an instant.
This voice rang out in the headphones of the seven teams, both old and new. This meant how long it would take for the Federation's air support to arrive.
Time could not really be frozen. The silence of a few tenths of a second was just a psychological illusion. Following this voice, all the silence and shock were shattered. The whistling of bullets rang out again, and miserable cries rang out again. The quagmire was still the quagmire, and the meadow was still the meadow. This was still a battlefield where people could die at any moment.
The military officer of the empire on the armored vehicle looked at the surveillance footage on the screen, his face ashen. His tone was unyielding and angry as he issued orders in the command system. The five dead soldiers of the empire were his personal guards. The original plan was to sneak over and get rid of the burly man from the federation who was carrying the Darin rotary cannon. In the end, no one expected that they would die just like that.
The imperial officer's angry voice directly rang out of the armored vehicle and into the ears of the seven teams above the meadow. However, many people, including Xu Le, did not understand the imperial language. They could only feel the anger of the imperial people. Moreover, they could also see …
The three imperial armored vehicles, under the dense rain of bullets and anti-infantry smoke, forcefully turned to the west side of the meadow. It seemed that the imperial people, in their madness, were prepared to use one-third of their powerful firepower to overturn the thin western defensive line that only had Xiong Linquan and Xu Le.
Hearing the heavy metal components and the sound of tracks tearing the ground, Xu Le, who had just escaped with his life, immediately became even paler.
"Boss, run!"
Xiong Linquan's panicked roar came from the meadow behind him. The Darin rotary autocannon in the hands of this burly man had already used up all of its bullets. His determination to retreat was not any weaker than his previous bravery. Looking down at the empire's armored vehicles that were turning around to shoot, he shamelessly and resolutely transformed into a streak of grey light. He completely ignored Xu Le who was in front of the camp, and madly ran away like a bolt of lightning towards the distance.
A chill rushed into Xu Le's mind from the back of his waist, like thousands of needles pricking his scalp. After a moment of shock, he sprinted towards the meadow.
Multiple explosions rang out in front of and behind him, and the boiling soil was tossed into the air. Panting heavily, Xu Le subconsciously made tactical evasive movements, evading the crazy firepower of the Empire soldiers behind him. Looking at Xiong Linquan fleeing like a fat rabbit, he could not bring himself to laugh at all. He could only think that this bastard actually dared to run before him …
The high-speed bullets whizzed past behind him, and the soft ceramic bulletproof vest on his body had countless wounds. Xu Le felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken, but he couldn't help but thank God for giving him the strong vitality and luck of a crustacean. Even with so many bullets, not a single one had hit his head.
Flipping over the meadow, he ran to his heart's content. In just an instant, he had caught up to Xiong Linquan, who was already in an extremely sorry state.
Xiong Linquan had used the Darlin rotary cannon to suppress the Empire's firepower for dozens of seconds. His entire physical strength had long been exhausted, but for some reason, even in the face of the fierce pursuit of the Empire's firepower, he was still unwilling to throw away the incomparably heavy gun in his hands.
Xu Le could vaguely understand what Da Xiong was thinking. Wiping the dirt off his face, he coughed and shouted, "Give it to me!"
Xiong Linquan did not react.
Xu Le snatched the heavy Darlin rotary cannon and continued to run out of the smoke, but the footprints he left behind were even deeper than before.
"Nineteen seconds." Magnolia's voice sounded in his earpiece again.
Amidst the artillery fire that filled the sky, Xu Le's left hand held the heavy machine gun, and his right hand had already grabbed the exhausted Xiong Linquan's neck. Every pair of muscle fibers in his body were grinding and squeezing to the most unbearable point. From time to time, the dirt around him would be lifted up, and bullets would sink into the ground. But for some reason, he could not hear the roars and gunfire of the Empire's people. He could only hear his own increasingly heavy breathing and footsteps.
"Ten, nine …"
He never knew that running could be such a painful thing, especially when every step could lead to death. This kind of torture really made people feel endless fear and despair.
"Seven, six …"
How long would it take for the air support to arrive? Would he and the people in Group 7 be able to hold on until that moment? Why did dozens of seconds, even dozens of seconds, seem so slow? Why was Magnolia still able to be so calm at this time and count down so softly like it was the New Year's Eve?
An Empire's standard Wolf Tongue Bullet shot into the ground ten meters behind Xu Le and then exploded ten meters away. The ground shook violently, and the powerful force threw Xu Le's body into the sky.
The sky was not quiet either. There was a rain of bullets and smoke. Xu Le squinted his eyes and looked over. Finally, he saw more than ten Federation fighter jets flying over at high speed.
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In the face of the Federation's reinforcements that had the absolute advantage in air power, the Empire's light armored formation had no way of resisting, and there was no way for them to hold on until their own reinforcements arrived. The fearless Imperial expeditionary force soldiers launched their last desperate charge after more than ten armored vehicles were all turned into mushrooms in the flames. Then, they became corpses on the meadow.
Group 7's combat members that were responsible for the rear met up with the members that retreated six kilometers behind the meadow. Under the protection of the Federation's fighter jets, they boarded the light battleship. The entire team did not enter the space base to rest. Instead, they moved to the ground base.
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In the evening, the faint red light from the horizon slanted over, adding a bit of warmth. However, when it was rushed by the steel mechas in the twilight, the warmth was instantly mixed with the smell of blood.
The diamond-shaped base was located in the southeast deep land of planet 163. Many temporary barracks were built with high-strength plastic inside the huge base. The barracks near the northern latitude were divided into living and medical areas.
At this time, the whole place was filled with the pungent smell of medicine. The low humming of the negative pressure treatment cabin mixed with the screams coming from behind the curtain, making the faces of the people around a little gloomy or ugly. Those wrinkled facial features seemed to be stuck with medical glue, and it was difficult to stretch out.
A medical officer with a captain's epaulet walked out of the temporary operating room. He rubbed his red and sunken eyes and was about to light a cigarette to reward his tired body. The medical team he led had continuously performed more than twenty operations, both big and small. It was really very tiring.
A cigarette was handed over. The medical officer raised his head in shock and saw a man standing in front of him. This man exuded a gentle and quiet aura from head to toe, but also contained a hint of coldness. What made him even more confused was that this person was not wearing a military uniform.
"Thank you." The medical officer moved closer to the lighter of the other party and lit the cigarette. He took a deep breath.
Bai Yulan smiled slightly and said, "I should be the one thanking you."
He was originally a quiet, calm, and ruthless soldier. Whether it was in front of his former commanding officer or the manager of his company, he had never been so pleasant. However, as a veteran, he knew very well what it meant to be a medical officer on the battlefield.
In a sense, the life and death of every soldier was in the hands of these comrades.
Group 7 had their own medical officer, Monkey. Many of the veteran members, including Bai Yulan, were also proficient in battlefield first aid. However, if they really wanted to treat serious injuries, they really needed these medical officers. Moreover, looking at the tired expression of this medical officer, it was obvious how hard it was for them. Bai Yulan's thank you was very sincere.
"The troop on the meadow today was yours?" The medical officer held the cigarette in his mouth and looked at Bai Yulan with interest. He said, "You guys are really unlucky. The military district scattered more than 30 teams on 163 to carry out the mission of the Bureau of Proclamation. Your team has the largest number of people, but your luck is so bad that you encountered the light armored formation of the Imperial people."
"It's not my team, it's my boss' team. It's the guy you just treated." Bai Yulan explained in a soft voice, and then said with a bitter smile, "This is our first mission, and we are so unlucky. I can't explain it."
The medical officer took the cigarette and patted Bai Yulan's shoulder casually. The blood on his thin gloves naturally stained them. He said, "Don't worry about these guys. Your bad luck ends on the battlefield. In such a terrible battle, no one died. However, there may be a few who need to be amputated. "
Whether it was the blood on his shoulder or the good or bad news, Bai Yulan didn't frown. He just nodded.
The medical officer admired his reaction. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "With your equipment, it's not easy to hold off the Imperial people for so long. I heard that even the commanding officer of the base was shocked and cursed for a long time … Speaking of which, which team are you from?"
"Whitewater Team 7," Bai Yulan answered concisely.
"Whitewater people only smoke Blue Box 37? I always thought you guys were rich. "The medical officer looked at the filter of the cigarette and said with a smile.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly. He looked at Bai Yulan and said, "Whitewater Team 7? Weren't you disbanded? I remember, you guys regrouped. So you guys are the legendary Team 7 … No wonder you are so fierce! "
The medical officer slapped his head and said in shock, "So, the guy lying on the operating table with small eyes … is that guy?"
Bai Yulan nodded.
The medical officer's eyes lit up. He threw away the cigarette butt and walked behind the curtain.
"What's wrong?" Bai Yulan was shocked.
The medical officer said embarrassedly, "Bluegrass anesthesia is too expensive, and we don't have enough of it. So, I didn't use it before. He's probably in a lot of pain. I'm going to give him a shot and let him sleep."
"Ask him to give me an autograph while I'm at it." The medical officer said excitedly, "I'm going to say that I saved Jian Shui 'er's boyfriend. How proud would that be?"
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