The last shot in the magazine sent an Indra soldier’s head flying. After this shot, I quickly fell on a shuttle gun and almost flew over my scalp, scaring me out in a cold sweat and replacing the magazine. At the same time, I picked a Grenade, ripped off the pull ring and threw it out. One or three Indra soldiers were blown to pieces, grandma. This Grenade is really not as lethal as usual!
The dense bullets hit me, the rocks where I was hiding burst into sparks, and the stone chips flew around. Now I have rushed into their encirclement, and those king eggs have been killed and injured, and they are still fighting with us! It is absolutely true that the nemesis of special forces is a sea of people tactics. We are not wearing pants outside. Superman has no superhuman powers, no eyes, and he is surrounded by dozens of enemies. No matter how well equipped, I will not last long. I bite my teeth and am about to throw another Grenade. The lilac sound suddenly sounded "Give me the gun!" Looking away, she didn’t know when she had broken through the enemy’s encirclement and was hiding behind a tree. Two ak rifles were sweeping at her. I was only a dozen meters away. I pulled out my submachine gun and lost it with two magazines. She reached out and firmly caught the submachine gun. It was light and crisp, and it sounded very rhythmically. The magazine was about to be replaced. Indra soldiers’ eyebrows broke out and a cloud of blood fog fell. Indra people were frightened to tell off some firepower. I tried to pin down lilacs and took the opportunity to explore the rifles and repeatedly fired some bulletproof vests and helmets. Before the bullet, it was nonsense.
Our powerful firepower, especially my powerful firepower, hit the Indra people, completely collapsed, panicked, shouted and ran away, these idiots … I picked up an ak47, turned it into a pair of loose hair, and shot a flame at their back like a rabbit. Every time, an Indra soldier’s vest burst out with a pinch of blood and dust, which was hit by the powerful impact of the bullet and rushed out of six or seven steps, and then fell down and never got up again. Obviously, small Guangxi and Shandong also did such a bad thing. We killed Indra accurately. Luo soldiers fell one after another, but such a happy time was really too short. When I shot down the sixth deserter, the four-mile gun became surprisingly dense. The forest was covered with dark red ballistics, like a spider from an alien weaving a big net. Small Guangxi came running with ak rifles and said with surprise and anger, "The boss is not good. Let’s at least say that we are surrounded by a battalion, three bags!" Fuck, I said, how did their reinforcements come so slowly? It turned out that they had planned it! "
I yelled, "Even these Uzbeks have the face to talk to us about any premeditation?"
Shandong came running and said, "I’ve got a whole company over there, and I’ve swept away a dozen of them and kept coming. Fuck! What should the boss do now? "
I bite a tooth and say, "What?
Do it? Fuck them, of course! "
Small Guangxi almost didn’t cry. "Boss, you can’t be kidding. They have a camp!" "
Without saying anything, I began to rip off an Indra soldier’s clothes. They were so stunned that they didn’t know what I wanted to do. I was too lazy to explain. I quickly took off a military uniform and handed it to Lilac. "Hurry up!" Then I stripped the second clown, and the two clowns also reacted. I stripped the clothes. Small Guangxi even pulled the headscarf like a decent one, and wrapped her head like a dumpling. Anyway, the purpose was to pack as much as A San was, just like it was not enough. It was necessary to pass through Shandong’s hand. The Soviet-style machine gun was equipped with a 75-shot large drum to tie it to a tree trigger, an umbrella rope was tied to the other end of the umbrella rope, and a slender young tree next to it was tied to it. She picked up an ak47 and three magazines to follow us towards the firepower.
The mountain wind blew the young trees and touched the rope. The hand-made directional machine gun "Da Da, Da Da" caught fire, and the fire was quite fierce, attracting Indra soldiers’ attention to the other side. The four of us screamed and chased several Indra soldiers to run for their lives. The horror, the exaggeration and the heartfelt fear were even worse than Ah San! Rushing out of the Woods in the rain, Indra troops were looming in formation, and a signal bullet hit the strong magnesium light to hide everything. But it was not easy for the four of us to see our faces clearly. They saw that we were dressed like them and ran with a pretty face. They didn’t pay much attention until we approached. We didn’t find out that we had a problem-the hat was wrong. We didn’t throw away our helmets. How weird it was to wear an Indra hat outside? You can see at a glance that an Indra officer shouted. "
Password? We can’t even speak Indra. How do we know what your penis password is? I answered vaguely for a while. I didn’t even know what I said. Fortunately, Shandong added rudely, "Beat Sam!" " The officer obviously leng a small Guangxi smile happily even said with gestures "they said wrong I said is the real slogan-roast-you-chicken-ba! ! ！” Before the officer could react, we attacked four automatic rifles and swept seven Indra soldiers at close range. They were immediately swept into two pieces and even beaten to a pulp. The plasma splash frightened Indra soldiers who saw this scene for three seconds, and they didn’t respond. Three seconds was enough for us to rush into them to kill them! Two Houyi-type automatic rifles, this time formed by ordinary steel-cored bullets, splashed with blood and rain wherever they swept, not to mention wearing thick Shandong rapid-fire guns.
If you carry such a gun with thick bulletproof equipment, don’t treat him like a human being, just treat him as a mini tank with weak defense performance! With a grimace of a grin, the uncle squatted down and fired a rapid-fire gun at every Indra soldier who exposed his field of vision. The abnormal roar made people feel palpitation. The 20 mm machine gun shells swept out to block the people in front of it, and they were blown into hundreds of pieces and hid nowhere! Lilac hit the shell with one ak rifle in one hand and it was surprisingly accurate. Indra soldiers screamed in the rapid shooting of ak rifles, and the bullets were almost counted. She didn’t even change the magazine. She held the barrel upside down, and the two rifles slammed the wind and chased the Indra soldiers. God knows how hard she smashed. Few two rifles, which are famous for their resistance, were smashed into twists. Those Indra soldiers in bad karma, whether wearing helmets or cloth hats or holding their hands, lost their screams like a little girl who was surrounded by a large group of perverts and tore off her clothes.
I’m a little confused. So garbage is called the third Indra army in the world? How dare such rubbish clamor for a referendum in southern Tibet to annex 90 thousand square kilometers of fertile soil in southern Tibet into one of their States? How dare such rubbish dream of fighting a high-level war with the Republic and Pakistan at the same time? Don’t give them some color to see if they really forget that they are Sam!
The Houyi automatic rifle is worthy of being the purest killing weapon made by the country regardless of raw material consumption and the most advanced technology and craziest creativity. After a magazine is swept, the corpses are everywhere. This Indra soldier didn’t even fight back, but the guy in their hand was terrible. The bullet hit us almost like tickling. No matter how they hit us, we just won’t fall down or die. What do you want them to do? Is there any choice but to run for your life? Seeing that we were shot several times, our bodies shook briefly, and then we could kill an elephant. The bullets swept over, and we would look silly. After our comrades played mud, Indra soldiers were very clever and chose to escape. When we changed the magazines, Indra soldiers could still breathe. Small Guangxi spit out a sigh of relief and looked surprised. "Why are these three guys so easy to fight?" Even second-rate troops are much better than them, right? "
I shook my sour arm and said, "Because they are not even second-rate troops … or calling them scouts is a compliment. Look at their weapons!" Another flare rises. We can see that rifles are littered with ak47, enfield, Mao Se, rifles, and even the 56-type semi-automatic is made in the whole world-it was a militia that was destroyed by us in a flash! I don’t know what’s in those guys’ heads that they let the militia encircle the special forces. That’s not to let them die! a bit
Everyone in the brain will do this. I think the most likely thing is that this militia commander volunteered to lead the team to participate in the encirclement and suppression and tried to rub a little military merit. They never dreamed of touching our military merit, but instead of rubbing it, they took their own lives.
Two MIG-23 fighter-bombers flew over the engine from the mountains in tandem and screamed hysterically, which made us see stars and fuck our sister Sam. Four of us even came to the bombers! We made a decision at a glance and ran in unison! This is no joke. Two MiG-23s are enough to blow us to powder! There are so many people killed and wounded. It seems that Sam has made a determined effort to destroy us. God knows how the pilot judged our position in the chaos. As the fire control officer pressed the button, the 250-kilogram aerial bomb left the pylon and was dragged to the ground by gravity, one after another! Four aerial bombs were thrown at us with amazing precision. The bombs fell faster and faster, and the kinetic energy was getting bigger and bigger. The air friction of the bombs inspired an unbearable scream. Listening to this sound, our faces raised a little despair. These four bombs were enough to blow our four departments to ashes! We have ignored the consequences and rolled down the hillside with our heads in our arms as fast as possible and as far away as possible!
The aerial bomb slammed into the ground and the mountains trembled slightly. Four dark red fire lotus flowers burst in succession in the stone fire, and the compressed gas roared with shrapnel and flames, sweeping the trees everywhere, and the bodies turned into coke. The hills were suddenly covered with smoke and flames. When I was rolling down the hillside, I felt the ground shaking constantly. At first, it was imperceptible and getting stronger and stronger. I gave a hard support with my hands, and the whole person bounced up. I hurried back and glanced at it. I was shocked and stunned. A snow wall with a width of more than 10 meters collapsed. At ordinary times, it looked gentle and beautiful. Now the snow has changed like a terrible wave, and when I came, I screamed, I was overwhelmed by this terrible wave. The only thought in my heart was that it was completely finished!
Chapter 10 Rescue behind enemy lines (4)
It’s so fucking cold!
This kind of cold is not just shouting, it’s really like a needle sticking into a bone! This biting cold woke me up. I haven’t hung up yet, but if I can’t dig a passage out of the snowdrift as soon as possible, I’m not far from death. The snow around me is melted by my body temperature and turned into snow water with a lot of snow powder. This is no joke. It will make my body temperature drop faster and even suffocate me! Not many of the victims in the avalanche were directly crushed to death by the snow. Most of them were caught in the snow and hit a big tree and stone when they were thrown, or suffocated by the buried surface or died of cold. Now I have to thank the instructor. It is his abnormal ways that make us feel scared when we think about it that force our bodies to quickly adapt to extreme conditions such as extreme heat, cold, lack of oxygen and massive blood loss. We have been sleeping in the freezer. It took me six or seven minutes to get out of the bunker. After the painful experience, being buried in the snow is really nothing to me. It’s cold, of course, but I can support it in this state for 20 minutes. The snow is as soft as sand, and when it collapses, there is some oxygen left in the department, which is enough for me to support it for a while. What’s worse, I also have a miniature oxygen machine with a mouth. The oxygen in it is enough for me for ten minutes!
I spit out a mouthful of snow and stretched out my hand to pull my rifle around. The gun was missing. It was a soldier’s life. When I rolled here, I tried my best to hold on to it. I don’t know what happened, but I gave it up. I’m sure it must be nearby.
Not here, not here …
I was not discouraged and continued to grope. Finally, my hand touched something cold and heavy, and my heart was ecstatic! I can conclude that it is my rifle after groping for a few more times. For three years, I have slept with it almost every night, not to mention any damage to its body. Even a few bullets in its magazine are faulty and I am not ready to fight. When I touched it, I knew that I dragged the rifle with joy and grabbed my hand out of nowhere, so I broke out in a cold sweat. Don’t blame me for being timid. Whoever is buried alive in the snow can’t even keep his eyes open and can’t see anything. Even if this place is caught with one hand, it will be a shock. I earned it. I didn’t break my backhand. If some female ghost goblin wants to pull me into the ground, I’ll break its claws first! But as soon as I grabbed this hand, I stopped attacking it. It was delicate and powerful, and my fingers were slender and soft. I was definitely no stranger to blurting out "Lilac?"
In the dark, she sounded like she was whispering.
It’s hard to shape my mood now. If I hadn’t been overwhelmed by the snow, I would have laughed and turned a few somersaults to vent my joy. I was confused and frightened just now
It’s all gone, and I’ll never forget the joy of getting it back! I even asked, "How are you feeling now? Are you hurt? Is it cold? "
She said angrily, "I’m not hurt. Ask yourself if you are cold!"
I think this question is stupid, too. Is it cold to be buried in snow? We must go out as soon as possible, otherwise we will either suffocate or freeze to death, and we will die anyway! I asked, "How are things over there? Is the snow thick? "
She was a little depressed. "I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t move."
I said, "then don’t move. I’ll help you!" "
There was a smile in her voice. "Take care of yourself first!"
I stopped talking, stretched out my hand and groped around, hoping to find something to borrow. The snow is too thick and heavy, and it is absolutely impossible to borrow anything. A big stone or a tree can do anything.
Two minutes later, I touched a tree, which was saved! Now there is very little oxygen available, and my chest is suffocating like a big stone. I quickly took out the micro-oxygen machine and took a big breath of oxygen and stuffed it into the clove hand. "I have a way out. Please hold it and don’t move. When I get out, I will dig you out!"
Her voice faded. "Be careful!"
I turned my body over, grabbed the tree with my hands, and relied on it to support me. I propped up my body from kneeling to reaching the top a little bit. This process was extremely difficult. My head was like a mountain, and I almost broke my waist. I clenched my teeth and my face was red, and my blood vessels burst out like a big earthworm. It was scary for so many years, and I gained strength a little bit in bloody battles and devil-like training. This moment was aroused. I suppressed the growl and pressed my head, and the snow was overturned a little bit. At last, a cold wind came on a mountain and made me cough. I stared at the sky and there were a few big and bright morning stars flashing. Of course, there were still a few finely broken Venus flashing in front of my eyes-I took two breaths and dug up the lilacs!
Five minutes later, I pulled the lilac out of the snow. Fortunately, she was really not injured, but she was shivering with cold. It is not difficult to understand that she was wearing a first-class anti-static flight effect, but the effect of keeping warm was not as good as that of our snow camouflage. I took out a marching blanket and wrapped it in her, and took out a few pieces of chocolate that could replenish a lot of energy in the shortest time. She smiled. "I didn’t expect that I really had to rely on you to take care of it." This reminds me of the words of Annan Battlefield Reservoir Dam a few years ago. I talked to her. Hehehe
Soon I saw that the two of them were staring at each other with their heads out of the ground, pretending to be grotesque. If it happened that a Sam came over and saw this scene, he would have to be scared to look at it. They were not injured, but their faces were black and blue like watercolors. I couldn’t say anything funny. There was no Sam around here, so I wouldn’t be in a hurry. I walked over carefully and asked, "How are you?" Are you okay? "
Two heads shaking together and no one talking.
I asked again, "Are you thick with snow? Do you need help? "
Two heads shaking again or not talking.
My hair "grandma you dumb, right? Get out if you have nothing to do. Sam may kill you at any time. You don’t want this statue to scare people away, do you? "
Small Guangxi said, "Boss, don’t talk. Shandong said that they Shandong people are cold-resistant. We southerners are frozen like monkeys when we arrive in the north. We have to compare with him to see who is more cold-resistant!" Shandong nodded again and again. Obviously, he attached great importance to this friendly match.
I am in distress situation. "When are you in the mood for this chat contest?"! Get the horse out or I’ll have you look good! "
Small Guangxi said, "No, we have to set a high level!"
I looked around, and a nice guy vaguely saw Indra, and they were still in the mood for the game. What a surprise! I’m angry. "Really don’t come out?"
The two of them said, "Never go out!"
I said, "okay, you wait for me! Lilac, come here! Lilac, come here! "
Lilac came over and glanced at the two stooges and chuckled. "What are you playing with?" Want to play the land Lord? "
The two stooges shook their heads to show that they were playing a friendly match between southerners and northerners. This is very serious. I smiled and dug two snowballs as big as basketball and stuffed one into Lilac’s hand. "Let’s play basketball!" She held the heavy "basketball" and giggled "Good for me!"
The two stooges were horrified. "Boss, the beauty monitor must not kill people ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. ! ！”
It’s a little late to remember coming out now! The clove hand is absolutely not light when it is swung, and a beautiful parabola is drawn in the snowball. When it hits the small Guangxi head, it almost hits his head back to the ground, screaming and crying, Lilac reaches out her index finger and middle finger and makes a victory sign "Three-pointer!" I’m afraid she’s addicted to playing. She grabbed another snowball from my hand and smashed the Shandong head. The clown smashed it badly. A tear and a snot climbed out and wiped her face hard. "Shit!"
What a mess! "
I looked at the top of the mountain, which is still full of smoke, and I was scared. That was a close call just now. Sam was cruel enough. Four bombs were dropped in a row and almost blew the four of us to powder! Although we narrowly saved our lives, we are in a desperate situation! Before the gamma team retreated, they told me that one of our helicopters had been shot down, and the enemy had been alarmed. It was difficult to send another helicopter to rescue hundreds of kilometers behind the enemy lines, and we became alone! What’s more, we are trapped in the vast snowfield, where the climate is extremely harsh, and the natural resources are even more pitiful. With this little material, we will die of cold and starvation in a week, and it will become a delicious beast here! Run back? Don’t be ridiculous. After decades of painstaking efforts, Yunindra, a heavy soldier in Kashmir, has turned this mountainous area with bad environment into a military restricted area. At this time, the strength density of Kashmir between the two countries has increased greatly, and even rats can’t escape! I can smile bitterly at killing Indra people in Jinan. Just the four of us, hundreds of thousands of troops, are trying to get killed!
Lilac saw my anxiety and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don’t worry too much. If we keep fighting, we will always have a chance to escape."
Small Guangxi said with a sad face, "Sister, it’s easy for you to say. This kind of loneliness behind the enemy’s back should not be called ineffective every day. We tasted it three years ago and I don’t want to relive the old dream!"
Lilac glared at him. "Don’t play dead here and get your equipment. We have to get out of here now!" "
"I’m not doing it. I want to wait for the helicopter here!"
Lilac gas knot "when the shells are almost up!"
If you can’t talk about it, you can’t get up. There’s nothing you can do about it.
A scud sounded like a thunderbolt from the sky, which frightened us. Fortunately, it didn’t cause an avalanche, otherwise we would have cried. Lilac said, "It’s the Soviet Union’s export scud. Judging from its range, the launching position is probably around here."
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