Chapter 1 Encounter with a big-breasted traffic policeman

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"Report! Our Red Army has captured the No. 2 Height, and the Blues have retreated to the No. 3 Height, please instruct whether to continue the attack! ”

Under a makeshift command, he wore a military uniform, a red belt on his right arm, and a red helmet, covering his entire face tightly, revealing only a pair of tenacious, unangry eyes.

He is a soldier, his duty is to obey orders, as long as the head of the headquarters gives an order, he will rush to the third high ground with his regimental headquarters.

Around him stood four heavily armed soldiers, their eyes blazing and their faces full of longing.

Eager to give an order from above to continue the offensive, such a super-large military exercise has not occurred for a long time.

This battle kept them awake for a long time, fantasizing that their battle was close at hand.

The Northern Legion vs. the Southern Legion! It was a vast battle.

Tens of millions of soldiers gathered on this endless steppe, there were no tanks and bombers, only real troops to fight.

At this time, the regiment commander was still there and kept nodding his head to show absolute obedience, and when he was about to hang up the phone after finishing speaking, the veteran soldier who had been in the army for 17 years looked panicked, as if he remembered something, and quickly picked up the phone again and said

"Master Li, I have one more very important thing to tell you. All the comrades who had just been discharged by me to explore the No. 3 Heights were 'killed', and from their mouths, there were only twelve people guarding there, and they were all ...... on their shoulders."

When the regiment commander said this, his eyes glanced at the battalion commanders who were still standing in the tent.

The battalion commanders also knew that the regiment commander wanted a few of them to leave, and there should be some words that they couldn't hear in their positions, so they walked out of the temporary command headquarters and stood outside to guard them.

After the four of them walked out of the headquarters, they continued, "What they have on their shoulders is not the unit they belong to, but... It's a wolf with blood in the corners of its mouth! ”

Ten minutes later, the veteran regiment commander, who had experienced dozens of military exercises of all sizes, walked out of the headquarters with a black face.

The old regiment leader looked up at the wolf-smoked battlefield in the distance, shook his head with regret on his face, and said

"Tell the brothers to camp in place and wait for the follow-up troops."

The four battalion commanders are very impressive, the 321st Regiment is the forward unit from the beginning of the battle to take the No. 1 Heights, and then it took half a day and a night to take the No. 2 Heights, at this time the morale is the best time to take the No. 3 Heights, but why did the headquarters let them stop.

The old regiment commander also had a look of pity and hatred, "Lao Tzu also wants to 'kill the enemy and trap the enemy', but the teacher said that this matter is strange and should be reported to the higher authorities, so that we can stop the offensive and other large troops." ”

Fingers pointed at the dead man's forehead one by one, and said sternly: "Take care of your thorns for Lao Tzu!" Don't let me sneak to the third heights to be honest, there is still a big battle to be fought in the future! ”

The old regiment commander retreated from the four of them, then turned around and turned into the headquarters again. Now he was wondering why the teacher asked him to stand still, and warned himself that if he jumped to attack, he would bear the consequences, could it be the wolf's head totem?

The Mul Prairie is a passage connecting the north and the south, and the telephone has never stopped in the general headquarters on the southern border of the prairie, and the team has not stopped since the news of the return of the troops attacking the northern front: the wolf head totem sign appeared on the No. 3 Heights.

Wolf head totem.

This is one of the two most mysterious special forces in the hands of the great Chinese powers, and one special force is in the south, and this time the northern army even used this secret weapon, indicating that it attaches great importance to this exercise.

The two troops have the same number of people and similar specialties, so every time they meet, they will have different sparks, and no one will obey anyone.

At this time, in the conference room of the General Headquarters, there was an old man with five gold stars on his shoulders, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and white hair, and his body was very strong.

There were more than a dozen generals sitting in front of him with three stars on their shoulders, but at this time, no one dared to say a word and looked at the old man sitting on him with his eyes

This person is the general leader who is now in control of the Southern Legion: Yang Jianming!

This is a man who experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan; The big names of the Korean War and the famous figures.

But at this time, he was furious, and threw the water glass in his hand to the ground, pointing at everyone present and yelling

"Are you pigs? Why did the wild wolf appear on the third high ground of 321, who stood up and told me! ”

No one dared to squeak, all the generals present were generals with heavy troops, but now they lowered their heads like children who had made a mistake and didn't dare to look at Yang Jianming, who was still smashing things angrily.

General Yang quickly regained his composure and snorted coldly, "Old man Wang took out a wild wolf to scare anyone, thinking that labor and management can't be taken out?" Now go and inform the twelve little ones who are still on vacation in Hawaii, and tell them to come back for me right now to participate in this battle! ”

After Yang Jianming finished speaking, he turned around and left the conference room and went out to relax, otherwise he would have to be angry with Old Man Wang.

After the others saw General Yang leave, the body that was originally sitting up straight immediately softened and gasped for breath, this time the old man Li was really angry, otherwise he would never smash things, and when he came back to his senses, a group of people sbeeted out of the old chief's task has not been completed, and he will be furious again.

At half past four in the afternoon, eleven F22 Raptors appeared in the sky above the General Headquarters, and the F22 Raptors quickly flew over the sky and flew into the distance, and soon another 180-degree turn swooped towards the General Headquarters.

Eleven F22 Raptors landed safely at the parked airfield, and the cabin was opened at the same time and eleven fighters jumped from above.

Not far away, Yang Jianming had been waiting there for a long time, followed by more than a dozen generals, and behind him were countless soldiers with black figures.

Eleven soldiers wearing the most standard special equipment walked up to Yang Jianming and said in unison: "Report that the leader of the dragon is gathered in December!" ”

Seeing this neat eleven people, Yang Jianming immediately became energetic, letting the old man know how powerful he was, but he quickly frowned, as if there was one less person.

"What about that guy! Is it that Nai is there and not coming back. ”

Eleven shouted as if they knew what he was going to say, "Report to the chief! In July, the guy said to go find out the news first. ”

Yang Jianming's face at this time was not ordinarily exciting, he knew that summoning that guy back would definitely cause a lot of trouble, and he would have to wipe his ass.

But he still likes this July to his appetite, just like him when he was younger, otherwise he would not be qualified to help him wipe his ass.

Four hours after the 321st Regiment received the order to camp in place, an F22 Raptor suddenly howled in the sky above them, this scene really frightened them, this is one of the strongest fighters in China, today I actually saw it with my own eyes and may land here.

Landing here!!!!!

Thinking of this, the old regiment commander was cold, this is a small hill, how can a fighter plane land in such a place, it is simply impossible.

However, the truth did not deviate at all from what he had thought, and an F22 Raptor stopped on the slope at a 45-degree angle.

The veteran regiment leader, who had seen the big scene, watched this scene in amazement, and an F22 Raptor was stuck there.

"Puff"

Before the old head of the regiment admired this technique, the cabin opened, and there was a person from inside who was very different from this technique.

The man was wearing a gray flying helmet, and at first glance he looked very formal.

After he jumped down, the old regiment leader had the urge to slap him to death, and he really couldn't bear to look directly at his head, wearing a white vest on his upper body, a pair of beach pants on his lower body, and a pair of slippers on his feet.

While walking towards the 321st regiment, he took off his helmet, a white face that even the woman was jealous of, a pair of willow plum eyes and scum blinking, and a smile on her face all the time, but such a face with this outfit is really nondescript.

The man had already walked up to the old head and saluted him, and the old head also replied, and before the old head could speak, the handsome man slapped his forehead as if he had turned around and ran towards the fighter.

"Bang bang."

After two or three clicks, he ran into the cabin again, and after a while, he ran out again.

Finally, the fighter lived up to expectations and began to fall backwards, after all, this is a slope, and it is impossible for a fighter of several tons to stop here and remain motionless.

The man hurriedly turned around and carried a boulder under the wheel, patted the dust on his hands, picked up the 82-year-old red wine he took out of the cabin and walked towards the old leader.

Red wine!!!!

Flying a fighter jet also comes with red wine! Is this looking for death? Or is this product different!

"Don't be surprised, this comrade, it's just ordinary black tea, which tastes excellent and takes it on the to relieve boredom." When the man saw the old leader's strange eyes, he took a big sip and burped before stopping.

This person is the July of the twelfth month of Longteng, that is, the one who secretly came to inquire about the news.

The old regiment commander slowly put his hand on his waist and pinned the gun, until he touched the QSG92 pistol, and he could draw the gun and shoot at any time: "Tell me!" Who are you, warrior of the blue side? ”

Seeing that the old head of the regiment was already ready to draw a gun, he might become a funnel if he continued to play like this, and quickly explained: "Brother...... Ou no, comrade, don't be impulsive, impulsively is the devil, listen to the little brother tell you, I ......"

Before July could finish speaking, the old head of the regiment had already heard that he was impatient, and he pulled out a gun and pointed it at July, and said in a commanding tone: "Say! Who are you! ”

The soldiers of the 321st Regiment also followed closely around them, as if they were about to do something if they didn't agree with each other.

July wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, isn't it just chatter, can you use this?

Very quickly, he took off his beach pants, revealing a pair of red pants, full of sincerity, "Comrade, don't shoot your own people!" ”

The old regiment leader couldn't bear it, and the pistol was about to smash July in the face when he grabbed the handle of the pistol.

Suddenly, his hand was empty, and the pistol that he was still holding in his hand had arrived at the pistol of July.

"Comrade, hold on, don't be impulsive." Put the gun on the red pants, touch it in his vest for a while, and enjoy it all over his face.

"Huh. Here are my documents. July took out a red book from his vest, and a five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.

The old regiment commander opened it and looked at it, but he was really startled, and a slightly naΓ―ve photo appeared in front of him, and the lower row said that it belonged to the Southern Army. Name, unit, and personal information are all printed with the SS logo.

SS-level secret, this is a treatment that only special forces can have, looking up at the man who was still smiling, his scalp was numb, and what surprised him the most was the rank of this man in his early twenties: Lieutenant Colonel!

By now, he has mixed up with this rank, and he is already in his early forties.

"Didi!"

The sound of a horn disrupted Tang Yi's thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, he found that a green light had appeared in front of him, and there was a long queue behind his little Beetle, and from time to time there were insults.

Lowered the window and pointed to the middle finger behind him, and then slowly drove towards the company.

I looked down at my watch, it was already 8:50, I didn't need to look at the speed of my car, I couldn't catch up with the card, and I happened to have breakfast in the morning, so I parked the car outside a soy milk shop.

I found a place where no one sat and sat down, and shouted to the busy proprietress inside, "A bowl of soy milk, two fritters, and three meat buns!" ”

Soon, the hot soy milk fritters and buns were delivered, Tang Yi was not polite at all, one fried dough sticks in one hand and a meat bun in the other, and a bowl of soy milk in his mouth.

Five minutes later, Tang Yi patted his slightly swollen belly, took a picture of a ten-yuan bill with satisfaction, and walked towards the old-fashioned Santana.

I haven't eaten and slept like this for a long time, and I have slept and eaten comfortably, thinking back to my years of working hard outside, today I have a life to be chic, and tomorrow I have no life to spend my life The days are really one day and one place.

Humming a song of throwing onions, he came to the car, pulled the car door and sat in, don't ask why he didn't lock the car door, he was not afraid of being stolen.

A man's Beetle was lost and lost, anyway, it wasn't him, and he didn't have to feel distressed at all.

Before Tang Yi could start, a uniformed big-breasted traffic policeman was already attached to his car window.

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