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- After a while, two "Diamond" helicopters rolled up the rain curtain and flew over the building. Among them, the helicopter with a red cross mark on it slowly landed in the open space in front of the building. Another heavily armed V09 helicopter kept circling the building.
Lieutenant Bozik waved back, then picked up Allen and trotted towards the "Diamond" helicopter with a red cross mark.
A crew member wearing a flight helmet jumped out of the helicopter to help support Allen. At the same time, Gavin also carried the injured Jacks to the helicopter.
"Ouch, be careful!"
"You have to wait for us at the base and take care of yourselves. Remember, don't eat my breakfast!"
"I know, don't worry!"
After arranging the two wounded and one body, Bozik forcefully pulled the sliding door on the side of the cabin, then patted the windshield in front of the cab to indicate that the helicopter could leave.
The helicopter began to raise altitude, and then flew away with another helicopter responsible for security.
"Okay, let's go!"
Platoon A removed the temporary defense line and continued to advance. This time the sound of artillery fire was obviously much less, leaving only the sparse sound of gunfire and the sound of rain falling in the distance. But the soldiers did not dare to neglect. They put their rifle butts on their shoulders and tensed their nerves.
The tanks of the 21st Armored Division have gone far away, and this time they can only rely on themselves.
The sound of shell explosions and small arms fire could be heard continuously in the distance, just like hearing the sound of drums through the mountains. It felt very close, but in fact it was very far away.
The heavy rain is still pouring down, with no sign of stopping. Platoon A braved the pouring rain to cover and support each other, and used various cover tactics to slowly advance forward. As the column advanced about six hundred yards, the soldiers detected a dozen or so men about thirty yards behind the corner of the fork in front of the column.
Lieutenant Bozik stretched out his hand to signal the team to stop, and then ordered the first squad to guard both sides of the road in sign language, the second squad to observe the corners, and the fire squad to stand by.
Sergeant Orison, the second squad leader, slowly approached the corner. The soldiers behind him raised their guns and tried their best to carefully check every corner around him. Orison lay gently on the puddled ground. £® £® £® £® £® Dirty water soaked into the sergeant's collar.
Orison carefully poked his gun out of the corner, but before he could see clearly what was going on, he attracted a barrage of tracer bullets from the enemy. Taylor behind Orison pulled Orison back to the corner.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The bullet hit the corner of the wall, splashing rain and rocks.
"Edmund!" Taylor shouted over his shoulder.
Machine gunner Edmund squeezed over, and he and Orison changed positions. Taylor pushed the breech of the gun-borne grenade launcher, stuffed grenades into the breech, and then pulled the breech of the gun-borne grenade launcher back up.
"Are you ready? Suppressive fire!"
Edmund lowered his body and leaned his back against the wall. He twisted around, took a step out, shot at the target, and then retreated back to the corner. After a while, he took a step out again, fired at the enemy, and then pulled back again.
Just when Edmund leaned out to shoot at the enemy for the third time, Taylor seized the opportunity and ran behind a broken car at the intersection. He leaned out from the side of the broken car, raised his gun, aimed at the target and fired a grenade.
Whoops! The grenade jumped out of the gun-mounted grenade launcher, flew into the air, and exploded with a bang. A dozen small needles with automatic identification, positioning and tracking functions flew out from the grenade. They locked on the target, changed direction, and plunged towards the target with a bang.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The flames of the explosion lit up the terrifying streets. Edmund quickly fell to the ground, set up the machine gun, and set the speed machine to burst mode to attract and suppress the enemy with full firepower. Bozik took this opportunity to run across the fork in the road with the other two classes in two different directions.
The fire squad fell behind the bunker next to the intersection. Doe mounted his machine gun and fired at the enemy. Fred lies on the side and kills enemies with short bursts of fire. One squad crossed the fire squad's line and moved toward the enemy's flank.
Two American soldiers ran past Poya. Boa turned his gun and aimed at them, knocking one down with a bang but missing the other.
Ta! The rifle is out of ammunition.
¡°Change the magazine!¡± Boya retracted behind the bunker made of bricks and stones, and shouted while pulling out the magazine. White smoke repeatedly came out of the magazine and the ejection window. Boya put the empty magazine back into the ammunition bag, pulled out the new magazine, tapped the helmet twice, and then replaced the rifle. He snapped the bolt of his gun and was about to continue firing at the enemy, but found that he was suppressed by the enemy.
The enemy's bullets hit the bunker, hitting it hardThe bricks, tiles, and stones jingled and stabbed. Boya glanced at the heartbeat sensor on the rifle and was shocked: the number of American soldiers had suddenly surged from a dozen to more than fifty, and their number was still growing!
This growth rate is simply faster than the reproduction rate of fast-growing chickens!
¡°Fifty goals, maybe more!¡±
"The whole class can't move anymore!"
"Get Squad One back right now!" Lieutenant Bozik roared. Ding Ling clanged, and an enemy grenade flew over, hitting Bozik's feet, splashing with strings of water, and emitting a faint blue light while rolling. Without thinking, Bozik picked up the grenade and threw it back.
Boom!
Like cats touching red-hot coals, the soldiers of the first squad quickly retreated from the enemy's flank to the temporary defense line under the cover of the second squad and the fire squad.
Bang bang! Friendly gunfire came from behind Platoon A. Taylor turned around and saw the brothers of the Imperial Division's 2nd Reconnaissance Company surrounding him while firing.
Captain William Marion, commander of the 2nd Reconnaissance Company, threw himself next to Lieutenant Bozik and shouted loudly: "Tell your people to retreat immediately and evacuate from the sewer with our people. This area is left to us!"
"Hoo!" the lieutenant shouted, grabbing the quantum walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "The first squad and the fire squad will withdraw first, the second squad will take two-by-two cover, Hellfire! Over!"
Orison raised his hand and threw a smoke bomb.
The firepower of the second squad began to increase, and the first squad and the fire squad began to evacuate in an orderly manner, running towards the manhole that Captain William mentioned.
Snapped! A bullet hit Akrit hard on his right leg. Akrit felt as if his right leg had been hit hard by a baseball bat, and it went numb. Then he staggered and fell to the ground.
The water splashed.
In the flash of lightning, everything around seemed to slow down. Time is dozing, the explosions have stopped, bullets, shells and grenades are suspended in mid-air, and the distorted faces of the soldiers are frozen. All kinds of strange thoughts began to invade Akrit's brain.
Scenes from the past, big and small, important and unimportant things all rushed into Akrit's mind. Yaklit thought of his grandparents, parents and brothers and sisters. He thought of the first time he went to school when he was a child: how bright the sun was that day. Little Yak was carrying his schoolbag and waving to his parents while running towards The yellow school bus parked on the side of the road. On the school bus, he met many new friends. Akrit thought of the first girl he liked. The girl smiled and smelled the flowers Akrit gave her, making Akrit think that he was the happiest person in the world. What's that girl's name? Oh, she is my current girlfriend, Diana. Akrit thought of his past college life. £® £® £® £® £® Akrit thought about how naive and ignorant he had been. If God gives him another chance, he will definitely turn around and retire, marry Diana as his wife, and live his ideal life.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that after death, the people and things in his life will slip away from him. He was afraid of dying alone and unknown to anyone.
The rain pounded on Akrit's body, and he was shattered to pieces. The bright red blood flowed from his legs and onto the wet ground, where it was slowly washed away by the rain.
He realized what real war is.
Maybe the war was launched to satisfy the needs of a few people. War satisfies, or has satisfied, man's aggressive instincts, but it also satisfies man's desire for plunder, destruction, and ruthless discipline and despotic power.
But no one cares about this.
Someone tapped Fred on the shoulder, indicating that he was the next person to retreat. Fred took aim calmly, holding his rifle flat and knocking down one after another American soldiers who tried to get closer. When the enemy had a firepower gap, Fred took the time to stand up, patted the shoulder of the soldier beside him, and then ran in the direction of the manhole. At this moment, he found Akrit lying on the ground. Fred stopped, threw the rifle on his back, and without hesitation grabbed Akrit and carried it on his body.
Snapped! A bullet pierced the frail nano-armed vest and penetrated Fred's body. "Ketchup" started to fly, and Fred slipped and almost fell.
Snapped! Another bullet flew and hit Fred. Snapped! Snapped! The third and fourth bullets flew over and embedded themselves in Fred's body. Fred gritted his teeth, gasped, groaned and endured the severe pain, and threw Akrit into the manhole with difficulty, then rolled in himself and fell into the sewer with a crash.
There are two booby traps installed at the entrance of the manhole.
The brothers of the 2nd Reconnaissance Company of the Imperial Division who were guarding the sewers caught them and took them downstairs.Deep in the road.
With the help of everyone, Fred and Akrit moved forward one step at a time in the knee-deep sewage in the sewer. When Fred was pulled up from the sewer by the soldiers, he had already lost consciousness.
The soldiers dragged the two men to a house that had been damaged by bombs. "Medical, fucking medic! Move your fat ass over here!" In a daze, Akrit heard someone roaring.
A medic from the 2nd Reconnaissance Company ran over. He knelt down beside Fred, took off his helmet, threw it aside, and then took off Fred's bulletproof vest.
This kind of bulletproof vest cannot prevent American bullets at all. In the words of soldiers, in addition to being waterproof and increasing morale, this thing is simply a decoration. The medic took off Fred's bulletproof vest and threw it aside. Four bloody bullet holes on Fred's body were exposed.
"Oh, hell!" the medic muttered. He patted Fred on the face hard and shouted: "Hey! Brother, wake up! You can't die here!"
Fred opened his eyes with difficulty, blood gurgling from his mouth. The medics stepped forward to put pressure on his wound. Fred glared at the medic, then stopped moving. The medic looked into his eyes and found that the pupils were completely dilated. He sighed and slowly closed Fred's eyes.
The rain poured down from the broken roof like water from a shower head, pouring down on the soldiers inside.
At this time, someone squeezed through the crowd of onlookers. Yaklit took a closer look and found that it was Lieutenant Bozik and medic Thoris.
"How are Fred and Akrit, are they okay?" Bozik grabbed the shoulder of the medical soldier of the second reconnaissance company and asked.
"This guy is dead. He lost too much blood and it was too late to save him. And this guy is lucky, he was only shot in the leg. You just need to take out the bullet that was left in his thigh." Stranger The medic nodded to them, then stood up, grabbed his rifle and left with his brothers.
Bozik sighed, he tore open Fred's collar, took off the ID tag from Fred's neck, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"I'm sorry, sir, it's all my fault."
"Shut your beak! It's not your fault. Come here, Thoris, and lift him to that table."
Taylor quickly walked to the table and swept away all the messy things on the table. Then, Bozik and Thoris lifted Aklit with force and gently placed him on the table.
Edmund lay down behind a bullet hole in the wall. After ensuring that the barrel of the machine gun was not exposed through the bullet hole, he set up the machine gun and guarded the outside of the house.
"Listen, Akrit, we're going to help you get the bullet later, and we won't use anesthetic. You have to hold back, because this will be very painful." Torres said while changing sanitary gloves, "Taylor, Come here and help us hold him down, Mahjong, and help me open up his wound later."
Taylor walked over, threw the rifle on his back, then freed his hands to hold down Akrit. Bozik took off his tactical gloves, took off the kneepad and leggings on Akrit's right leg, and then ripped open the leg of his right trouser leg with a hiss. The bloody wounds were exposed.
"Get ready, I'll count to three."
Akrit raised his head and looked at his wound. His face was pale and he was breathing heavily, waiting for the huge pain. Taylor immediately reached out and covered his eyes.
"Three" Toris raised his head and looked at Bozik, winking at Bozik. In response, Bozik nodded.
"two"
"One!" Bozik inserted his fingers into Akrit's wound and stretched it open. "Ah!" The heart-rending scream pierced the ears of everyone present.
Thick crimson blood flowed out from between Bozik's fingers. Thoris pulled out a slender surgical clip and inserted it along the wound.
"Ah!!" Akrit screamed like a pig.
Bozik¡¯s fingers kept trembling along with Akrit¡¯s thigh. Suddenly, hiss! A stream of blood spurted out from the wound, splashing all over the faces of Bozik and Toris.
"ah!!"
Torres made a prompt decision, quickly pulled out the hemostatic forceps, and clamped Akrit's aorta. The bleeding stopped. Bozik turned around and asked, "What happened just now?"
"I think we hit his aorta." Torres freed a hand to adjust his goggles. Blood was inadvertently smeared on the goggles: "There! I saw it! Mahjong, hold on!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Te was wheezing like a classic train locomotive, and his endurance had reached its limit. At this time, he actually thought of Hooke's law. He was wondering whether the force exerted by Bozik and Torres on his leg followed Hooke's law.
"There! There!" Bozik opened the bloody muscles, and he could almost see the red bone surrounded by muscles. A small black bullet emerged. Torres stretched out the surgical clip, quickly clamped the bullet head, and then pulled out the bullet head.
There was blood on the table, on the floor, on the boots and gaiters of Bozik and Torres - almost a quart of blood in Akrit's case.
"Oh my God!" Torres injected a dose of penicillin and a dose of coagulant into Akrit's leg, then removed the hemostat and used nano gauze to seal the wound on Akrit's right leg before the arterial blood spurted out. Wrapped tightly. He picked up the bullet, wiped it clean with his sleeve, and stuffed it into Akrit's arms, "Here, this is a very good souvenir, keep it well. We will send you back, don't worry, Your wounds will heal in less than a day."
"I hope so." Akrit thought to himself.
Lieutenant Bozik's quantum walkie-talkie suddenly rang, and Captain William's voice came from inside: "Lieutenant, guard the area two blocks in front of you and one block deep. We have set up mines and fortifications in front of your defense area. .The enemy is coming, good luck to you!"
"You bastards, you don't even give us a break!" Bozik screamed secretly.
Corporal Sally poked her head out from the corner of the window and looked outside, then turned around and shouted: "Two hundred enemies, maybe more, with five heavy armored vehicles! They are attacking us in a pincer-like offensive!"
"Tyler! Quick! Help me carry Akrit to the back!" Lieutenant Bozik shouted.
Sally raised her rifle and used the barrel to break the window.
"Ollison, take your second squad to guard the house over there, and watch the left wing! Donald, take your fire squad to hold the street! Peter, take your first squad to guard the right wing!" Brush, Bozik pulled out a sharp weapon The bayonet clicked onto the muzzle of the rifle.
"Hoo!"
Sally straightened up and held the gun to the corner of the window.
Cole ran into a remote ruined building. He took off the remote control device and tripod on his back, assembled them and set them up behind a hidden bullet hole.
Then he put a spare sniper rifle on the set up remote control device, and then covered the sniper rifle with a camouflage net! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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