"This is a beer hall, did you receive it?"

At this moment, the platoons of militiamen have finished in front of the beer hall that is supposed to be entertaining and relaxing, they are armed with Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, full of energy, as if they are ready to fly, and make people feel very energetic.

The beer hall is bound to be filled with the smell of beer, but here it is not very noticeable, and there is no such rough and uncomfortable strong smell.

On the contrary, it gives people a feeling as if they are smelling the fragrance of flowers, which is not thick, does not go straight into the nasal cavity, but is very elegant, and makes people have a different sense of illusion.

The red scarf was tied around the right arm, and although it looked messy, it looked exceptionally neat in the queue.

The young faces under the 80's helmet represent the vigor and vigor, and the carrying gear looks very old, but there is a different sense of intimacy in the mid-60s.

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle was equipped with three rifles per squad, and only the squad leader or instructor could be equipped with 56-1,81 bars or more advanced equipment.

Red Beer Hall informants are active throughout the occupied territories behind enemy lines, secretly liaising with the Chinese forces to unite with other friendly forces and their guerrillas against the tyrannical rule of the Iron Blood.

The old Type 59 main battle tank in the warehouse was successfully activated when several militiamen were about to fight for their lives, and a low roar resounded throughout the underground garage, and for a time the militia trotted forward to the garage, and took the van forward under the arrangement of the instructor.

Comrade Lu Yu was very depressed and put the photo of an East Asian girl in his hand into his satchel, and took a sip of the spirits from his hometown and looked particularly sad, his trembling right hand was almost unable to hold the wine glass, but he already pretended not to care at all.

The muffled sound of the Type 59 engine had been lingering in his ears for a long time, it was about to drive out of the ground, although the old man was in ambush but he was determined to go a long way, and although the cannon was old, it was still a weapon of support for the troops.

"The troops organized the attack in squads, with the first platoon controlling the main traffic routes, the second platoon concentrating on attacking the firing points, and the third platoon taking the squad as a unit to contain the enemy's main force."

In the military tent on the ground, the officers were repeatedly scrutinizing the combat sand table, only to see a unit being pushed back and forth on the map several times, and at this moment, only a few kilometers away, there was still artillery fire and bullets.

Offensive! At the same time, the four Type 08 infantry fighting vehicles of the Huaxia Army quickly ran over the flames, and in the rain of bullets, the green body was like a shining meteor piercing the sky above the night.

The first batch of troops who had broken through the line of fire had already moved forward at breakneck speed, and the Z-20 hovering in the sky had never stopped strafing the ground.

The machine gun of the runner hatch spewed flames, and it was dense like raindrops. The bullet was fired out of the chamber of the gun in an inextricable sound, and the body of the iron-blooded soldier suddenly flew with flesh and blood, and even the head was beaten and I don't know where it went.

The body was separated, and the wheels of Type 08 crushed the broken gravel on the ground, and the filthy blood almost merged into a sea that devoured human life on this land, endlessly devouring all the body and spirit, and finally only a pool of blood remained.

"Ah......" I saw that the iron-blooded sniper on the roof of the building fired a series of points at the advancing comrades, and then, the Mi-24 helicopter that flew out of the hill quickly turned its anger into a flame bomb, announcing the death of these soldiers while roaring through the sky.

The soldiers consumed by the explosions and flames were reduced to ashes, and a piercing sound of martyrdom and a terrible and terrible wail spread across the land.

The arrogant helicopter just wanted to fly overhead, only to see the main gun of the Type 08 infantry battle slightly raised, and a series of artillery fire suddenly poured out on the fuselage of the helicopter, and after a few collisions and explosions, the helicopter suddenly lost control and spiraled to the ground and crashed.

The warriors in the flames still fought hand-to-hand combat with the equally burning enemy in the fire only by mind and will, and some of them loaded their rifles with bayonets and began to scuffle with the enemy quickly.

"Xiao Luo, stay safe!"

At this moment, another burst of artillery fire instantly engulfed an alley in front of the fire, but this time it was not, there were obvious signs of air bombing, and the mushroom cloud raised by the explosion became more obvious than the usual explosion, and billowing black smoke instantly rose a few seconds after the explosion ended.

The piercing explosion made Lin Yinqing couldn't help but cover his ears, and the huge wave of qi swept away all the soldiers in the fire, only in an instant, the wailing and struggle in the explosion seemed to be useless, they were dead.

Another round of artillery bombardment, this time the rear area was completely cut off, and a series of shells smashed into the ground, raising dust and sand like fountains, directly disrupting everyone's faces.

"Everybody fire freely!" At this time, the Beer Hall militia units had already begun their attack from the rear with a fierce posture, the Type 63 armored transport vehicles began to cover the rapid advance of the ground infantry units, and the Type 59 tanks knocked on the enemy's fire points.

At the same time, the four Type 96 main battle tanks of the Chinese Army were also quickly thrown into the streets, and for a time the infantry quickly launched a counter-charge, the 125 mm main gun overturned all the fire points in front, and the Type 89 rocket launcher quickly covered the enemy machine gunners and fire points, and at the same time, the third round of artillery fire came.

For a while, the whistling of rocket artillery spread in everyone's ears, Lin Yinqing hurriedly took a few soldiers into the streets and alleys to hide, Luo Qingxuan fired a few symbolic shots, and quickly made a concealed posture around the corner.

The rockets from both sides all landed in the streets and alleys, and the explosion in an instant destroyed all the houses, and under the blessing of both air waves and explosions, high-rise buildings and private houses were flattened in an instant.

Type 96 hurriedly withdrew from the block and waited for support in the rear.

At this time, when the drones in the air flew overhead, there was nothing, the houses collapsed into ruins, and even a brief exchange of fire became the only escalation.

The house where Lin Yinqing and Luo Qingxuan were located was blown up at the first time, but the two of them were in the corner and were not knocked unconscious by Luo Shi for a while.

I just woke up and gasped for a while, and the firefight outside began again. Lin Yinqing took off her helmet and put it aside, only to see the noisy sound of the communicator lingering in people's ears like brainwashing in an instant, she quickly turned off the communication and patted her head at the same time.

"Are you still alive......" Luo Qingxuan's weak voice quickly made Lin Yinqing feel anxious, but to no avail, they could only wait for the rescue of the troops.

Lin Yinqing straightened his short hair and glanced around the surroundings, which were in tatters, but he was already deep under the ruins and couldn't get out.

Once again, artillery on both sides razed the place to the ground, but in the end it was empty peace and silence.

Lin Yinqing sneered, her state had reached the worst stage, she wanted to raise her gun to kill a few iron-blooded scum, but in fact, it was to no avail.

"Sister Lin... Do you still have flares? Luo Qingxuan's voice was choppy, but still full of energy, her legs couldn't move, and the gunshot wound on her body once again broke the bandage and shed bright red blood.

"No" Lin Yinqing's heart was like a mirror, she knew that Luo Qingxuan wanted to sacrifice herself in exchange for her own life, even if it was an ordinary comrade-in-arms, Lin Yinqing would answer no, but in the face of this girl who was not only a comrade-in-arms, but also a girl who was better than her own sister.

Lin Yinqing didn't want her life to end here at all, both of them had to live.

"We live together." Luo Qingxuan nodded, and at this moment on the plain, the wreckage of the main battle tank was countless, and countless flames formed a dense line of fire.