"Peng, Peng" The dull sound of gunfire rang out continuously.

Xiang Ming has been holding the fire all the time. With 5 rounds of *, the sound of gunfire was as coherent as a machine-gun fire, and in just two seconds it was gone.

Long Ming and several squadron leaders stood silently behind Xiang Ming. Act as a guard.

My boss, little chief, you are always growing up like this, how many bandits can cut down the 370 students who rushed down the hill? Captain Long Ming thought so in his heart, and this idea also represented the voices of several small leaders present. The underground students were depressed. Finally found a target who wanted to raise a machete, come one, cut off the head. As a result, the bandit in front of him was shot in the head. The entire head of the bandit is gone. And a fart. Come on, hurry up and find your next home.

This place is very lively, bullets are flying, ghosts are crying wolves. The bandits' hands were stimulated, and there were explosions everywhere just now, followed by bullets in the sky. Now it's good that the explosion is gone, and the flying bullets are gone. I haven't been glad that my life is not necessarily a blessing, sigh a few words, take a few breaths, a group of dark ghosts attacked, I didn't see a figure, of course, when I saw a figure, it was already late, it was a second before I was ready to return to the furnace. The machete is on the horizon. I only heard a terrible shout, and then there was no more.

The bandits went crazy, shouting and not understanding the language, and they were firing at targets that they thought were suspicious at home.

But in the dark, you can't see people, what are you fighting? It's just to vent the fear in my heart and give myself courage.

In less than 10 minutes, the large area below finally stopped. Needless to say, the trainees did their job cleanly. Reincarnate these bandits beyond the bounds.

"Report to the chief, the cadets have completed the task of cleaning up the battlefield. Not a single bandit slipped through the net, and not a single bandit escaped alive. Long Ming gathered the team and reported to Xiang Ming.

Although the moonlight in the north is very bright at night, the visibility is much worse than during the day, and although each soldier has a combat armor helmet equipped with night vision equipment, the matter of cleaning up the scene after the battle is still not done thoroughly. There were scattered corpses of bandits everywhere in the rubble pile, and there were guns and ammunition everywhere. This sweeping work will have to be done after dawn.

Now what everyone needs to do is to eat supper, and then when they are out of duty, they will sleep with their heads covered.

The smell of blood at the scene was full of gunsmoke. Fortunately, everyone is wearing combat helmets, and the air they breathe is filtered. There is no bodily sensation.

"Pack up your gear and replenish your ammunition. Xiang Ming ordered.

Three hill positions, those mortars, heavy machine guns, * guns, and unused ammunition need to be recovered.

These weapons are 10 100mm mortars, 30 60 mortars, and 20 * guns that Xiang Ming has additional support, and most of the weapons and equipment are carried by the elite soldiers themselves through the Qiankun bag and the Qiankun ring.

Therefore, every master above the prefecture level who has a storage bag (ring) is a small arsenal, not only to prepare at least three sets of equipment for himself, that is, a close-range pistol, a medium-range assault rifle, a long-range, sniper-shot-gun, or a heavy machine gun. If you can still carry it, it is a must-have heavy weapon, bazooka, anti-tank*, artillery run, recoilless gun, etc.

Sword warriors are all all-round experts, there is no strict distinction, that is a sniper-striker, fireman, assaulter, demoman. A group of two assaulters, a demoman, a fireman, a sniper-striker. 5 people in a squad, but here in Sword, they are all all-rounders, and everyone's role can be quickly changed, as long as there is equipment.

Official Sword members must be at least at the prefecture level or above to be allowed to join, and will be given an official code name, as well as a number. Therefore, the official members of the sword team have a magic weapon for storage. In this way, it is better to load a lot of weapons and ammunition and supplies.

If a formal team member shows the weapons he carries, it is basically equivalent to the weapons and equipment of an ordinary squad. It can be said that the combat effectiveness of each sword player is terrifying.

Xiang Ming would just replenish the ammunition according to the data given by Long Ming.

In a few minutes, not even a single bullet casing could be found in these three high-level positions, whose weapons and equipment were to be collected by themselves.

Of course, among the 370 students present and the 50 sword elites, in addition to the 50 elites who have storage magic weapons, there are also nearly 20 instructors in the student team who have this thing.

"Let's go to the leeward valley 500 meters ahead and have a barbecue. Xiang Ming ordered again. Xiang Ming will not treat his subordinates badly.

Ten minutes later, 20 bonfires were lit in that leeward valley. Of course, Xiang Ming once again donated generously, contributing an Afghan donkey, a processed beef, and more than a dozen three sheep. Of course, those seafood are indispensable, river fresh. Fruits and vegetables are also delicious when baked.

In the Sword Army, if the one who can't take it on the barbecue will be laughed to death.

A barbecue after the battle, in the laughter of everyone, the traces of the battle basically disappeared without a trace. Xiang Ming is a soldier who likes to be arrogant, and he can afford to put it down. is a good soldier.

In order to kill a bandit, he cried and cried, vomited and dizzy, went crazy and bought stupid, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

In Xiang Ming's eyes, being a soldier is to kill people, how can you protect your family and defend the country if you don't kill people?

Pig breeders stand guard, those soldiers are not soldiers. Raising pigs and inviting an aunt can also do a good job. Security guards are up to the task.

Captain Long Ming, who was operating a military computer, reported the situation to the Military Commission: the work was done, thousands of bandits were annihilated, and 15 soldiers were rescued.

Why is it just a report and not a report? The work of the sword only needs to be known to a few people above. As for the finishing touches of this operation, the sword does not need to be worried. Just pack up your guns and ammunition.

"Uncle Long, the troops will be divided tomorrow, you can see the specific plan, if you need me to go out, just call out, and I will be there immediately." "Xiang Ming doesn't need to be on the front line himself.

350 cadets, 20 instructors. 50 elites, reasonable distribution. An elite or instructor leads 4 students to form a assault group. Three groups form a squad. As for the assignment of tasks, the staff of the base has long been designated. There is a plan of action for how many squads are needed to go out together in that militant camp.

"Let's go. Xiang Ming issued a password.

Early the next morning, the troops ate their last breakfast before leaving the country. Cleaned up all the things that belonged to the military logo of the Dragon Kingdom, replaced them with desert camouflage, and it was still an old and beautiful thing. Of course, it is impossible to use a dragon country-style weapon. All with American weapons.

What is clear about these things is that they have robbed the military warehouses of the United States twice, and they will have as many as they want.

After all, the sword goes out to fight, and it still can't be above board. The high-level of the Dragon Kingdom is still not as domineering as the Han Empire and Lao Mei.