Chapter 581: If you want to catch a big fish, you have to be calm

The Bible's eyesight was not so good, and he asked in surprise, "Why is Park Jung-hee so obedient?" You tell him to get out, and he'll get out. ”

The black-faced officer came back to his senses, and his finger quietly pointed at the boss who was like no one, and said in a low voice, "I really didn't pat the boss's ass, he is really powerful." ”

The Bible still didn't understand what the fall of the triangular boat had to do with the boss's strength, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the battle suddenly began, and it was the enemy who fired first!

Under the valley, Park Jung-hee's angry voice came from the warship's radio, "I don't know what is good or bad, destroy them for me!" ”

The overwhelming heat cannons shot out from the road at the bottom of the valley and roared towards the position, in Park Jung-hee's imagination, the soldiers in the position would be blasted into slag by the heat flow, but he could not imagine that there were holes under those soldiers.

When Deng Zhong shouted a roll word, all the soldiers climbed into the holes, these holes, not dug big, but very deep, dug all the way to the inner wall of the tunnel, and opened several shooting holes in the inner wall, once the enemy was cut in half, the soldiers hiding in the hole would carry out a fierce attack on the enemy troops in the tunnel.

As for the positions on the peaks, they were only shown to the enemy scouts, who thought that the Peace Army only wanted to fight an ambush.

There were also small holes in the grass under the cabin, and the three of them hurried to the hole when the artillery fire appeared, and the black-faced officer smiled smugly.

Without air supremacy, he is not so stupid to set up an ambush on a mountain peak for the enemy to bomb.

On the top of the mountain, the heat cannon roared, the broken branches burned, and the sea of fire spread, like hell.

Park Chung-hee was obviously not satisfied, and called in shadow dragonflies, bombarding indiscriminately, cracking mud and rocks, and smoke and dust, making the scene of hell even more bleak.

The black-faced officer applauded, as if he was cheering for the dragonfly, but unfortunately the applause of one person was too small, far less than the explosion overhead, and the cracking sound of the trees burning, the black-faced officer was probably bored, a pair of eyes rolled on the patient next to him, he suddenly stretched out his hand, flicked two fingers on the wound of the Bible, and the Bible lying in pain straightened up and howled.

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"Ah!!h The scream was terrible, reaching the sky, and the shock made Bianliang cover his ears.

"What are you doing! What a nerve! The Bible was on fire in his eyes, hissing in pain and scolding.

The black-faced officer smiled as if he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, "The people of Park Daguan bombed so hard, we didn't give a few screams, I'm sorry for their performance." ”

"If you want to call yourself, you can learn to call dolphins!" At this moment, there was no word of respect in the eyes of the Bible, this black-faced officer was better than the hell demon

The king is even more hateful.

The black-faced officer let out a sigh, his eyes lit up, and needless to say, he had another bad idea.

"Brothers, cry and give Master Park a little face." He shouted to the herald next door.

As a result, the voices of crying fathers and mothers on the battlefield came and went, and even the patient of the Bible could not listen to them.

Bianliang rubbed his nose and did not speak.

Deng Zhong seems to be a spoof, but it is actually a tactic, and Park Jung-hee will be very happy to hear these voices, and the speed of the march will be a little faster.

Sure enough, after nearly half an hour of torment, Bianliang saw the green military uniform from the hole in the inner wall of the tunnel.

Four rows of enemies marched neatly into the tunnel.

"Beautiful!" Bianliang gave a thumbs up and praised.

For the first time, the black-faced officer did not climb up the pole, but knocked on the cave next door with a serious face, "Pass my order, don't make any noise, and don't shoot!" ”

But this seriousness only lasted for a few seconds, and then, the guy bowed his back again with an underbeaten, and flattered, "Boss, it's up to you to seal the valley." ”

Bian Liang didn't wave his hand to drive people away this time, he glanced at the enemy army under him again, and said softly, "Don't worry, the wizards are all around the heralds, you can command." ”

"Good!" The black-faced officer's stomach stood up, like a nouveau riche who had just made money, especially his villainous appearance, if Bianliang saw it, he would definitely want to punch him.

There were more and more enemy troops, and the vanguard even walked out of the tunnel, Bianliang was a little anxious, he glanced up at Deng Zhong, and found that the black-faced officer was lying next to the Bible, closing his eyes and recuperating.

This guy! The psychological quality is too good, and I even went to bed early at this time! Bianliang shook his head and continued to look at the enemy forces below.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the wall from the cave opposite to the herald's direction, and a voice that lowered its voice came, "Marine, I haven't received the news yet, the herald is not dead." ”

The voice was hurried and impatient.

The black-faced officer got up slowly and scolded softly, "Hualang, it's a good time for you to rest, you don't know how to cherish it, you won't sleep for a few days and nights when the fight starts, and you have to blame Lao Tzu for not being close to people, it's really difficult to serve." ”

He came to the wall where the voice came from, and smashed it with a punch, "What the hell, you are a flower man, are you in a hurry to be a martyr!" To Lao Tzu

Listen, no one is allowed to die this time, you know! ”

The soldier on the other side answered, and said no more.

The black-faced officer continued to walk back to the Bible leisurely, humming the very non-conformist song in his mouth: Raise him a dog, don't worry about the house, take a boring walk, lose weight...

Bible frowned, and from the voice next door, he could hear that the enemy had taken the bait, and asked anxiously, "Marine, when will it be?" ”

The black-faced officer glanced at him with disdain, pointed to Bianliang who was squatting on the side and said, "Look at the boss, how calm you are, young man, you still have to practice hard, why are you in a hurry." ”

The Bible grimaced at him, "I want you to take care of it, say it in advance, and start counting me in!" ”

When he was in Pine Ridge, he was always breathing a bad breath when he was knocked down without firing a shot, so he insisted on not going to the rear, but to the front.

"Just you?" The black-faced officer was even more disdainful, and shook his head to the Bible's displeasure.

"What's the matter!" The patient struggled to his feet, raised his head and chest, and refused to show weakness.

"Tsk." The black-faced officer sneered at his mouth, crouched down, and looked into the hole, where he noticed a soldier with a Heat Storm Gun walking underneath, and his face suddenly became serious.

"Okay, count you in." The black-faced officer patted Bible on the shoulder and got up to straighten his uniform.

He was not slow, but he was so slow in the eyes of the Bible that the sick man was eager to rush to help him do it.

"Don't be pushy." The black-faced officer glared, dropped a sentence, and then, walking quickly to the wall, shouted, "Herald, action!" ”

A series of fierce horns sounded, and the black-faced officer took a step back in fright, shook his head and said to himself, "This guy, you took the wrong medicine, you blow so quickly, so heavy, there is no musicality at all." ”

"Busy with your go!" Bian Liang finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up and scolded, "Don't fucking play all day long, get down to business!" ”

"Yes!" The black-faced officer's reaction was much faster than the others, and before Bianliang's voice fell, he had already stood up straight, and there was no gap at all.