Chapter 167 [800 People Cultivating the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent (5)]
"Second row, up!"
With Zhao Xiaoche's order.
The first and second platoons alternated cover and changed shapes, and in less than 30 seconds they were ready, and the first platoon quickly moved back and began to pick up AK47s to prepare for the next round of attacks.
The momentum is magnificent, and the strength is against the sky.
With more than 80 people intermittently, they shouted in unison, "Descend-Dragon-Ten-Eight-Palm!" β
The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the special forces in the second row once again used this desperate move, which actually had the effect of shading the sun, and the sky became gloomy, as if the world was purgatory, and the demon was born.
I didn't expect it to be so powerful.
Zhou's army fell one after another, the cavalry and infantry suffered heavy losses one after another, and the morale quickly weakened, forcing the commander to be furious, mobilizing all the remaining troops, and implementing the trick of crushing the opponent with numbers, hoping to achieve an overwhelming victory with the superiority of troops.
This battle, I'm afraid it's Zhou's last fight.
He first sent crossbowmen to launch all the arrow feathers in the back basket into the sky, forcing Zhao Xiaoche's special forces to defend, and their density and lethality were even greater than before.
Then, when the other party retreated, Zhou Benxing ordered the whole army to carry out a fierce attack, and at this time, Zhao Xiaoche, who was sitting in the tank, looked at the mighty and dense sergeants, war horses, and shields, and was drooling greedily.
Although the other side has already suffered a lot of casualties, most of them are left, and there are still tens of thousands of troops, who are black and clawed, and pounce viciously with sharp weapons.
In the distance, the sound of war drums, the fluttering of military flags, and the shouts of soldiers pierced the sky, like a local-scale earthquake.
In the previous refueling tactics, he could be invincible, come to destroy a group, and destroy a group, but at this time, because the crossbowmen cooperated with the cavalry and infantry, the special forces had to hide behind the tank, and their skills could not be used, so they had to rely on the power of the tank.
Zhao Xiaoche ordered people to load the tank with shells and open the machine guns at the same time, and at the same time asked the special forces to take out all the AK47s and prepare to attack with firearms.
At this point, a war between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.
After cultivating Ling Bo Weibu, Jie'er was still watching the battle in a safe place, watching the handover between the two sides, invincible, and he couldn't even contribute his strength, he was really anxious, Ji Qingqing comforted on the side, Che, I want us not to be hurt, believe him, he must have a way.
Jie'er said: "Sister Qingqing, our special forces force has already been ambushed and injured a lot, only a few people are still alive, the other party is 20 to 1 troops, even if we are going well in the early stage, now it is 10 to 1 troops, if all of them are pressed up, who loses and who wins is not certain!" β
She snatched the binoculars in Ji Qingqing's hand and looked anxiously from afar, at this time the two sides were already fighting together, the enemy was killing in a dream, and the people of the special forces were not ambiguous, holding up the AK47, it was a burst of strafing.
But the speed of the opponent's war horses was really fast, and some of them were wearing armor, and the damage when they were hit was not very large, because of the large number of people, they quickly surrounded all the people of the special forces forces.
As soon as the special forces wielded their guns, they used their shields to resist, and they pressed step by step, and they were about to close the circle.
Zhao Xiaoche, who was sitting in the tank, found this defense, quickly changed his thinking, and let people hit the enemy's legs or heads directly, and soon reaped some effects, and some enemies were even worse, the soldiers in front of them fell one after another, and after being hit up and down by the special forces, they began to defend on the spot and build a shield wall.
At the same time, Zhou Ben's crossbowmen on the periphery rushed to the aid and fired rockets inside, apparently to burn them alive. In addition, the close attack of the tank is not as lethal as the long-range artillery shell, which leads to the fact that the special forces force instantly fell into a very passive situation.
This week's nature, there are really two hits!
Different from the previous white-eyed veteran, Zhou Ben was the first to use soldiers and horses to test, through the sacrifice of some troops, to find out the enemy's strength and army configuration information, and then concentrate superior forces, which is also their own obvious advantageββββ there are many people!
What about six against one?
What if most of the cavalry soldiers were killed?
Zhou is desperate to fight, no matter what, such a brave spirit of charging is worthy of praise, but the number of sacrifices is too large, but in the war, everything is for the purpose of victory.
If you don't sacrifice like this, you may be the one who dies in the end, so instead of hesitating, it is better to take a gamble. This week, when his nature was in danger, he didn't run, supervising the battle again and again, beating drums and cheering.
This is the transformation of the decline into an advantage.
On the other hand, on Zhao Xiaoche's side, although 800 people were equipped to descend the dragon and eighteen palms in unison, the power was incomparable, and there were tanks to help, but the advance was too slow and the number of people was small, if there were more than a dozen tanks and shells fired in unison, the other party might not have the power to counterattack.
He felt deeply uneasy, and his strength was backward, he didn't expect these modern weapons and martial arts cheats to gallop through the rivers and lakes to be restricted so quickly.
It needs to be strengthened.
That week, he was like a madman, ordering people to attack to the death, and the special forces were divided into 3 sections, each of which was surrounded by heavy troops, and each of the surrounded special forces was tightly backed, holding AK47s in their hands, and never stopped fighting.
With the dead and wounded on both sides, soon, the AK47s of the people in the special forces unit were almost out of bullets.
One of them is called Rob, nicknamed Radishes, and another person is named Zhang Shuai, who understands Qimen gossip and the five techniques of yin and yang, and is known as Zhang Daxian'er. The two men were back to back, and many of the brothers had been killed until the two of them remained.
Radish: "Da Xian'er, do you still have bullets?" β
Zhang Daxian'er: "Damn, it's gone, do you still have it?" β
Radish: "I'm gone, too." β
Zhang Daxian'er: "Okay, I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day and month of the same year, I have seen such a powerful weapon all the way with General Guan, and it is worth it for Ben Xian'er to die!" β
Radish: "Yes, Lao Tzu has killed 99 enemy soldiers, this AK47 is really powerful, but there are too few of us, how about rushing out together?" β
Zhang Daxian'er: "Okay, let's rush out, but it seems that they don't want to kill us, I'm afraid that they will be captured alive, you wait for this fairy to make a hexagram first, see life and death, and then it's not too late to charge." β
Radish: "I said Zhang Daxian'er, when is this!" β
However, that big fairy was not in danger, so he really sat on the ground and took out a few pieces of silk, threw them on the ground, and counted them.