"It's not your turn to spend that money. Joe Zheng rolled his eyes.

"I also have a younger brother. ”

Tiezi shrugged, "Actually, these words, you have to ask Regiment Commander Ding and Deputy Lu, you can return to the team after serving in the war zone for one year, and they will be promoted to the rank of officer with gold." Lao Ding is the regiment commander, as long as he is willing to go out, at least he will be the brigade commander! But he has served for eight years and still stays here. ”

"Hehe, can Captain Ding be the same as us?"

Qiao Zheng said helplessly: "That's a soldier, Regiment Commander Ding was almost killed by a shell back then, he used tweezers to clip shrapnel, he didn't snort, last month Hua Guo lost one in the war zone, he yelled angrily at the meeting and shed tears." ”

"What about you, why are you? We've both been serving for three years, and we're just the ones who have left. Joe took a hard puff of his cigarette and held it in his lungs for a long time before he spit it out.

Tiezi looked at the armored car in front of him and was close to fifty meters, he grabbed the grenade vigorously, and replied: "I'm just more simple, make some money, and help Lao Zhao and them avenge by the way, when Lao Zhao died for me, I have to kill it back, but unfortunately I don't have a chance now." ”

"yes. Qiao Zheng nodded, and from this sentence on, everyone in the assault platoon fell silent, and their eyes were fixed on the two armored vehicles.

The large force of the American army followed recklessly, and more than a hundred people advanced on the desert like black and oppressive ants.

Forty meters, thirty-five meters, thirty-two meters...

Qiao Zheng calculated the distance little by little, and when the armored car came to the death line of thirty meters, Qiao Zheng's eyes were bloodshot.

"Kill !!"

Joe was throwing the grenade at his head, and he was rushing forward with his gun like a madman!

Almost instantly, more than 20 grenades were thrown at the American troops, and the other party was a little panicked, but he didn't expect that the assault platoon still had firepower.

Boom Boom –

There was an explosion.

The first armored vehicle was scrapped on the spot and turned into flames.

Five or six GIs above died tragically, and when the lieutenant colonel of the American army calmly prepared to launch a counterattack, a scene shocked him.

Behind the rocks, more and more soldiers rushed out, they roared and roared, and people kept falling under the bullets of the American army, but the platoon commander who took the lead rushed forward like crazy, holding his scarred body.

His tall adjutant fell on the road, and the platoon commander's eyes were not filled with tears, only a louder roar.

Seeing all this, the lieutenant colonel was a little scared, and in the blink of an eye, those Chinese people approached a distance of ten meters, and the platoon commander was a martial artist, and his hard power was the strongest among all the people present!

"Protect me!!"

The lieutenant colonel shouted at the top of his voice!

Five guards rushed in front of the lieutenant colonel, but Qiao Zheng's marksmanship was too accurate, anger did not make him lose his mind, he was calm and terrible, and blew two people's heads with accurate point shots, and the remaining three trembled, they wanted to win alive, but that Chinese man only wanted to kill a few more!

"Damn it, fire at me, strafe!" the lieutenant colonel roared and jumped into the armored car, his hands clutching his heavy black machine gun, bullets raining down on the assault platoon soldiers.

More than a dozen people fell in an instant!

But soon, the armored car fell into scrap, and when the grenade exploded, the lieutenant colonel jumped out of the car with a numb scalp, and a heat wave broke out behind him, and several American soldiers died tragically in the flames.

Under the sound of gunfire and artillery fire, the desert seems to have been turned into a slaughterhouse.

Every second, people fell, blood stained red with sand and charred from the heat, and when the assault platoon rushed into the faces of the American soldiers, they pulled out the steel knives behind their backs.

Exhaustion and madness made it impossible for most people to keep their calm, and their knives slashed at the American soldiers like chopping meat, but then dozens of bullets followed, and people kept their eyes wide open, unwilling to fall in a pool of blood.

From Qiao Zheng of the assault platoon sending the signal to rushing up, only ten seconds passed.

In this short period of time, more than half of the assault platoon was reduced, and the American army also suffered more than a dozen casualties, and Joe was wantonly volatilizing his internal force like a general who had penetrated deep into the enemy, and he alone killed five enemies and burst the tire of an armored car.

Looking at the fewer and fewer companions around him, Qiao Zheng's eyes were bloodshot.

He stared at the fleeing lieutenant colonel with death-defying eyes, and Qiao Zheng laughed miserably: "Take your life to bury you!"

The assault platoon could not hold out for long, facing the artillery fire approaching the American troops, and any of them were wounded, and fatigue gradually dissipated their strength, and after the American troops regrouped, they began to strafe en masse, and they were like moving targets.

Joe was about to take his last breath when he cut off the lieutenant colonel's head with his own hands.

- Hum...

A mosquito-like voice rang out from the rear.

This kind of voice Qiao Zheng is very familiar, he has heard it dozens of times in his three-year military career, and every time this voice appears, it represents fire and explosion.

Qiao Zheng turned his head in despair and looked at it.

A shell fired by a large-caliber mortar, like a meteor holding a flaming tail, fell to the earth, and the scythe of death was already across the neck of the assault platoon.

Qiao Zheng's face was full of unwillingness and anger.

With all his strength, he threw the long knife in his hand, and with a bang, the long knife pierced the lieutenant colonel's thigh.

The lieutenant colonel was in pain, and he curled up on the ground.

But Qiao Zheng froze, this was not a fatal injury, and the shells were already above the assault platoon.

Whether it is from the army or personally, it is Qiao Zheng who lost, and as the person with the highest force on the scene, he did not even kill a lieutenant colonel.

Qiao Zheng stood stunned, looking back in confusion.

Corpses, corpses everywhere, and he couldn't even find any of them that was his brother Tiezi.

The people who were still alive, the soldiers of the seven or eight assault platoons all looked at Qiao Zheng with miserable faces, and one of them said dryly: "Platoon commander, the infantry company of the US army behind is coming." ”

Qiao Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Blame me this time, I'm sorry for you." ”

He still didn't say the second half of the sentence in his heart, maybe he listened to Tiezi's words earlier and went directly to support the cannon fodder battalion and attack the infantry company, maybe the result would be better?

But no matter what he said, it was too late, and Qiao Zheng was already thinking in his heart what kind of expression he should use to face Tiezi when he saw him underground.

Just when everyone in the assault platoon was in despair, the 'meteor' and the cannonball holding the tail of the flame went straight over their heads and continued to move forward.

Qiao Zheng was stunned.

What's going on, it's missed?

The American troops in front were in a panic, and the lieutenant colonel's face changed greatly, he didn't care about the pain, jumped to his feet and scolded, but this still could not change the fact that the shells fell.

Bang!

Violent explosions resounded through the desert.

The heat wave swept in, and Qiao Zheng immediately fell to the ground, but even so, the skin behind him was still hot and burned.

His ears were buzzing, as if he were deaf.

At the moment when the cannonball exploded, the person's consciousness was blank, and his mind was full of the sound of vibration except for the flames, but Joe was trained, and he regained consciousness much faster than others.

As his body was controlled, Joe was getting up and looking ahead in disbelief.