The earth trembled, the sky seemed to be torn apart at the same time, the dust in the distance under the white sun wailed like the spirits of the dead, and there was nothing left everywhere, even the fortresses that had once stood were in ruins, and Miye was now a lonely city.

"Boom!" the sound of a crackling in the sky came again.

A veteran soldier with some eye disease in his right eye sat behind a ruined fortress, reaching out his calloused hand and gently caressing the ruined wall, as if he were caressing his beloved treasure.

"It's the fiftieth, old fellow, you said that there are so many planes for the Americans!"

The veteran shuddered a few times and said, "This is not just for the Americans, but for the whole world." ”

"Are we enemies of the whole world?" said the young soldier, who was immature, ten years younger than his own children, in the words of a veteran. The grade that should go to school, but there is no way, and now the family and country are in ruins, even teenagers can not escape the doom of war.

The veteran corrected again: "It is the whole world that is against us." Except for Mr. Du, we are alive thanks to him, he gave us the emptiness*, and he gave us*. ”

"Have you seen Mr. Du?" the boy asked.

The veteran shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Cut!" the boy cut out disdainfully.

"Old fellow, when do you think this war will stop?"

The veteran's cloudy eyes looked at the sky, and after making a unique supplication gesture, he said, "Hope is today!"

"Boom!" was another loud bang, the boy knew, the anti-aircraft artillery shot down the enemy plane again, this thing has not stopped in the past month, at first NATO used fighter-bombers, and later, after seeing the power of anti-aircraft guns and drones, they did not send planes for several days, but I don't know why they continue to send planes today.

"Old fellow, you see these people are running out, do you think that machine gun is fun?" said the young man, pulling on his helmet, which was clearly blocking his vision.

The veteran looked back, he obviously didn't want to be disturbed to bask him in the sun, and the feeling of being idle in the battlefield was not something that ordinary people could experience if they wanted to.

"That's the M45 anti-aircraft machine gun, something older than your grandfather. The veteran squinted.

"Woohoo!" the M45 anti-aircraft machine gun let out a sonorous roar.

The boy laughed, "Old fellow, have you ever used this thing? It sounds better than our gun." ”

The veteran looked back and secretly said that it was not good!

"Hide, little bunny!" shouted the veteran.

Pulling the boy in the trench, the two hid directly in the cat's ear hole.

"Boom, boom!" The earth trembled, and the planes in the sky whizzed by, and they did not hesitate to drop their ammunition, and under the indiscriminate bombardment, Miye no longer had a complete building.

A round of bombers flew away, and the sound of a terrible siren resounded throughout the city.

"Here it is! The enemy is coming. A herald stumbled over.

In the distance, a mighty array of armor was gathering in the assault.

Bombing, suppressing, attacking, attacking but continue to bomb. This 10,000-year-old unchanged combat tactics is a bit like a panacea, even if it is a fool to command, this is estimated to be a little more novel.

The sound of your own tanks creaking was heard, and after a month of uninterrupted use, these tanks all made different sounds as if they were in disrepair, making people suspect that the tank would fall apart in an instant if there was a slight bump. There were even a number of old tanks that had been captured by the rebels and were parked in their place, and they were used as immovable fortresses.

During this month, Du Feng was not sent to Miye except for a hurricane team of more than a dozen people.

There was so much turmoil that the rescue team stayed in Aleppo, where the prevention and control system is the tightest. There are also many people who apply to Du Feng to return to Latakia for the sake of safety, but Du Feng does not think it is a big deal, and the Hurricane Company is an employment relationship, not a slave. As people who grew up in China, they are somewhat resistant to the war, for the sake of safety, Du Feng actually wanted to transfer them back for a long time, for hurricanes, robots don't matter, but personnel can't, it's extremely precious.

The remaining Hurricane squad, a dozen people, who fully play the role of instructors throughout the Syrian army. In the past month, they have drawn out a group of elites from various units and successfully trained the first special operations unit with an establishment of 100 people.

These 100 people have psychologically identified with these officers with Chinese faces. At this time, they looked ahead, and they undoubtedly had the mentality of seeing death as if they were at home in this war.

Like other ordinary soldiers, they stood in the trenches, silently waiting for the enemy to come.

Here, 20,000 people are facing more tide-like troops, and the outcome seems to have become a foregone conclusion, and there is no power to change it.

It wasn't just who took the lead, they sang the hymn, and then the whole field rang out with the same sound, and the people chanted that if it weren't for the "Click!" tracks, it would have been like a holy place.

People leaned on each other, singing and clutching their guns tightly, silently calculating the effective distance. I also thought to myself: "How should this battle be fought?"

Closing their eyes, the veterans of the 1st Division began to recall the impossible city of Aleppo, and kept praying in their hearts if there would be a miracle this time.

"Click!" Suddenly everyone noticed that the enemy tank group had stopped, and they stopped in place as if they had received some order, and even the faces of the NATO infantry on the side were a little nervous.

At this moment, someone discovered that a large number of black shadows suddenly appeared in the rear of their position, and despair became more condensed in people's hearts, they knew how many troops and how many chariots their country still had, and this large dark night was definitely not their own reinforcements, what does this mean? This shows that the city of Aleppo behind them is gone, and the enemy troops have completely surrounded themselves.

A little closer, they saw a Syrian flag fluttering in the wind, and next to the flag was the emblem of the Hurricane Company.

"Look! It's our flag. One soldier shouted.

With the cheers of the soldiers, people seemed to have forgotten the enemy troops not a kilometer in front of them, and they couldn't help but feel excited as they looked at the huge torrent of armor behind them, like a sun rising in their bodies.

These tanks were very strange, with a huge body on six tracks, and the most striking thing on them were two huge gun barrels, which reflected the sunlight from time to time, and reflected a faint blue light.