"Hahahaha, happy!" Major General Richard, with his temples half white, knelt on his right knee on the body of an enemy, and his right hand violently pulled out the blood-dripping saber from the enemy's chest, raised his head and laughed wildly, and the saber stained with enemy blood in his hand was instantly washed away by the drizzle in the air, bursting with a cold light.

"Whew", a roar suddenly came from the night rain, and a white shadow swept across Major General Richard's side, "pop", "ah" gunshots and screams rang out almost simultaneously.

Major General Richard's "haha" laughter stopped abruptly, and more than ten meters away from him, a black shadow who suddenly stood up and raised a pistol was thrown to the ground head-on by a white shadow that flew towards him, and let out a scream that resounded through the sky.

"General!" Lieutenant Colonel Cole, who was not far away, screamed and threw himself behind Richard, hugging Major General Richard, who was falling on his back.

Richard had a small round hole in the middle of his forehead, and blood was pouring out of it. Major General Richard's round eyes were open with a look of surprise, but there was still a smile on his face full of vicissitudes.

Wan Lin and Xiao Ya quickly pounced, and when they saw the forever frozen smile on Major General Richard's face, tears suddenly welled up on their faces.

This special soldier who has been fighting all his life, this iron-blooded soldier who has experienced countless bullets and bullets, and this old man who should have been raised in a warm family for many years, fell forever on this battlefield of anti-terrorism, and fell under the betrayal of the allies of country R who have always been supported by them!

On the battlefield, Xiaohua and Xiaobai had already quickly turned around the position, the deafening battlefield was silent, and all the team members gathered around Major General Richard.

The drizzle gently struck the leaves and rocks, making a sound similar to a whimper, and the gusts of wind blew the drizzle and blew away the dark clouds in the air.

All the team members stood silently beside Major General Richard, looking solemn and silent, and everyone's faces were hung with crystal droplets, and they couldn't tell whether they were tears? Or the rain?

"Salute!" Wan Lin suddenly shouted, and in the dark night, a group of soldiers standing on the hillside like javelins suddenly raised their right hands...... "firing guns", ...... "da-da-da" strings of fiery bullets rushed into the air......

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone! A once brilliant general star on the world special forces stage burst out the most dazzling light of his special life in this barren mountain, and then disappeared secretly, accompanied by bursts of gunfire and the long-term echo of the distant mountains......

"Chase!" A word suddenly welled up between Wan Lin's teeth, and he bent down and pulled out a few magazines from the corpse of the enemy next to his feet, and chased after him to the east. The team members in the back also bent down to replenish ammunition from the enemy's corpse and got up to follow behind.

In their hearts, they avenge the special forces who died! Avenging Richard, a worthy senior, has become the only thought that floods the minds of these special forces.

Hearing Wan Lin's thunderbolt shout, the only remaining Lieutenant Colonel Cole, the sniper, Captain Jones, and Ensign Haig of the Navy SEALs all turned their angry gazes into the distance, Jones and Haig looked at each other as well, and at the same time held their hands to Cole, who was holding the body of Major General Richard, and shouted, "You send the general back!" As he spoke, he chased Wan Lin with his gun, and they swore to avenge their general!

Xiaohua and Xiaobai ran at the front of the team left and right, and the two leopards seemed to feel the oppression enveloping everyone, running at the front without saying a word, raising their heads from time to time to smell the smell in the air.

The dark clouds in the sky have dispersed with the wind, and no longer the dark clouds gather, but are scattered in the starry sky, and a little starlight shines down through the gaps in the clouds. The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and a group of murderous soldiers quickly shuttled through the mountains.

The two leopards were sniffing and running in front, and their sensitive sense of smell made the two spirit beasts chase after the mountains after being washed by the storm, only relying on the slight smell of the autumn field remaining in the air, and quickly chased to the east, stopping from time to time while running, turning around and waiting impatiently for their teammates behind, their eyes flashing with a looming light.

Wan Lin turned around and glanced at the team behind him, waved his hand to let Cheng Ru and Bao Ya run to the front, followed closely behind the two leopards, and then turned around and waited until Dali and Kong Dazhuang ran over, grabbed the light machine gun on Dali's shoulder, and asked as he ran, "Can you keep up?" ”

Panting vigorously. said: "No question, this little injury can still defeat my king vigorously?!" Wan Lin looked at the blood-stained bandage on Dali's left shoulder, and called Xiaoya over in a loud voice.

Seeing Xiao Ya running over, Wan Lin said, "You can re-bandage him", and as he spoke, he dragged Dali out of the team, pulled him to the side and squatted down, holding Dali's right hand with his left hand and shaking it vigorously for a while. A warm current suddenly rushed into the powerful right hand meridians, rushed up along his right arm, and swam through his body in the blink of an eye.

Dali sat cross-legged on his knees, his eyes slightly closed, and the breath in his body followed the warm current sent in by Wan Lin to flow rapidly. After a while, Wan Lin forcibly helped Dali run his breath twice, then let go of his left hand, made a whistle in his mouth, took off his automatic rifle and two magazines and put them next to Dali, turned his face to Xiaoya and said: "Let Xiaobai Gang vigorously deal with the wound, and then follow", as he spoke, a small white shadow pounced.

When Wan Lin saw Xiaobai coming back, he got up and ran forward with a powerful light machine gun. He was worried that Dali's injury would worsen, so he quickly asked Xiaoya and Xiaohua to treat his wounds. Dali was seriously injured and chased the team for several days, and the wound was estimated to have been a problem for a long time, but at this time, he was still following the team, which was too dangerous. He must not allow his brethren to fall in this desolate foreign land.

Wan Lin knew from Xiaohua that the body fluids of the leopard had strong anti-inflammatory and muscle-building functions, so while he was vigorously regulating his breath, he also called Xiaobai back, and with Xiaobai here, he was also relieved that Xiaoya and Dali were alone behind.

As soon as Xiao Ya untied the bandage on her shoulder, a foul smell rushed to her face. Xiao Ya frowned, she knew that the wound of the vigorous force had festered and inflamed in the process of chasing the commando team with a large amount of exercise for several days in a row. Sure enough, when the bandage was opened, blackened rotten flesh had already appeared in the wound, exuding a strong smell of rotten flesh.

Xiaoya hurriedly turned around and took out an anesthetic from the first-aid kit, wanting to inject it near the vigorous wound to remove the carrion for him. He opened his eyes violently and shook his head at Xiaoya.

Xiao Ya understands that in this kind of battlefield where the enemy may be encountered at any time, it is indeed not suitable to use anesthetics, and it is too cruel to directly cut off the carrion when he is vigorously awake. It takes a lot of perseverance to resist the heart-rending pain.

Xiao Ya hesitated for a moment, pulled out a towel from her bag and rolled it into a roll and stuffed it into Dali's mouth, and then called Xiaobai in a low voice: "Xiaobai, help your brother Dali deal with his wounds!" ”

At this time, Xiaobai, who smelled the foul smell of the powerful wound from a distance, had already twisted his little head to the side.