I saw the two dirt slopes on the side of the road, and after the car stopped, I jumped out of the car with the oil bottle and the people I had selected before, I looked at the other side, "You and the veteran take two people to the opposite side, and there are still rockets?" ”

Looking at the truck, Milk turned and the others in the truck took the two RPG-26s, "There are only the last three left, give you two." ”

I looked at the sides and the road, which was not very wide, so it barely allowed two trucks to walk side by side. I shook my head and said, "One is enough." The rest will be used with the back, I don't think it will be a flat horse in the back. I said and looked at Milk, "Those NATO doglegs in the Eastern Battalion haven't shown up yet." ”

"Good! Then I'll wait for you on the bridge in the back. Milk looked behind him, "When we get there, I'll have someone drive back to pick you up." ”

I nodded, "Let's go." I'm afraid that the people of the Eastern Battalion will copy our back road, and that is the most terrible thing. ”

"Good!" Milk patted the cab of the truck, and the truck immediately sped off and led them towards the border.

I gestured to the rocket in my hand and said, "This one is for you." As I spoke, I looked at the gardener behind me and the others and pointed to the dirt slope on the left, "We're in ambush up here." ”

About five or six minutes after we had set up an ambush on the dirt slopes on both sides of the road, a convoy of vehicles from the road was coming this way, and an armored personnel carrier was driving the way, followed by jeeps and trucks. I looked at the oil bottles on the dirt slope on the opposite side and said through the communicator: "Put the first car over, shoot its ass with a rocket, let it stop in the middle of the road and block the road, you then deal with the people in the second car, the others will only hit the opponent's rear personnel, the gardener should pay attention to control the opponent's machine gunner or RPG shooter, and each use grenades and grenade launchers." Beware of concealment! ”

After a while, the first armored personnel carrier drove quickly and without hesitation drove over the road below us, and just after he had just driven about twenty meters between the two dirt slopes, a rocket flew out of the tank and hit the armored vehicle in the ass.

The armored car exploded, and the vehicles behind it immediately stopped, dodging, and someone jumped out of the car and headed for the side of the road. Gunshots rang out from their side, and from time to time some people below were shot and fell, and they seemed to be obviously not fully prepared for the ambush we left behind, and they just chased their targets by inertia.

"Attack!" I let out a low roar and pulled the trigger, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when I saw the men who were chasing them, because they were soldiers of the multinational force, and from time to time the Eastern Battalion. I would like to see the people of the Eastern Battalion here, because then I can be sure that they are not playing tricks, or that they are chasing the target in the simplest and clumsiest way. But at the moment, they didn't show up, and they could still be where I least wanted to see them appear.

The men below quickly suffered heavy casualties from our machine guns, grenades, and grenade launchers, and the survivors retreated under the cover of their comrades at the rear of the convoy. I took my finger off the trigger and looked at the road below. The armored car that had been hit in the ass collapsed in the middle of the road, the second jeep was directly beaten into a hornet's nest in the middle of the road, and the third and fourth troop trucks, one butt on the road, plunged into the roadside land, and the other rolled directly on the side of the road. According to this shape, I basically met my requirements, and the other party will not be able to pass through here for a while. If you want to go around, you have to take a detour, and if you take a detour, it's okay to hike, then the vehicle is more troublesome, and if there is no vehicle, the speed of the other party will not decrease.

Just as I had finished my little calculations, I heard a burst of gunfire, and I looked up at Movic and them, who were still fighting at the moment, and it seemed that they were really going to fight to the end. But I suddenly realized that something was wrong, the gunshots came in a continuous but the direction was from time to time Movic was there for them.

"Oops!" I looked in the direction of Milk, where the gunfire was coming from, and although it wasn't very intense at the moment, it already showed that someone was chasing after them.

"Attention everyone. Let's move to that bridge at once! I said through the communicator.

"Don't you wait for the car Milk's send?

The sound of dragging oil bottles came.

"Wait, wait, wait? It is estimated that someone on the other side has already penetrated behind us, and Milk, they are probably in a lot of trouble. I said.

"It can't be from the Eastern Battalion, right?" Drag the oil bottle road.

"All ready to fight. Quickly move towards the border! As I spoke, I led the people down the hill, and the two groups of people on the left and the right quickly walked along the road in the direction of the bridge.

After three or four kilometers, I soon realized that the exchange of fire was not near the bridge, but about a kilometer or so in front of us. In other words, Milk: They got into a fight with someone halfway through. And from the sound of gunfire, it seems that there is also an exchange of fire farther away. What's going on? Is this a pursuit? The men of the Eastern Battalion do not concentrate on attacking a little? Rather, scatter the personnel on several kilometers of highway and strike separately? Do they have that many people? We've got dozens of people here.

I quickened my pace towards the area where the fire was being exchanged, and a moment later I saw a truck parked on the side of the road, which had been stopped after being attacked, with a badly damaged cab and two bodies lying in the truck bed.

We went around the truck and continued on our way, and soon I saw people, it was Pulsic's men, and at this moment they had driven their ambushers away from the side of the road, and they continued to move towards the bridge as they fought. I don't see who the people who are attacking Pulsic and Milk here, and it's strange to be attacked, what the hell are they thinking? Playing around?

And just as I was about to catch up with Pulsic and them, fierce gunfire came from the direction of the bridge. Judging from the sound of this gunshot, it should be a real attack, not such harassment.

I picked up speed with the men and soon caught up with Pulcic. He saw me chasing after me, and said directly without waiting for me to ask: "I encountered an ambush not long after leaving, I asked your companions to pass the bridge first, the other party must be playing the bridge's attention, here is nothing more than trying to delay the people who came over, now it should be like this." ”

"Do you know what's going on on the other side of the bridge?" I asked as I walked.

Pulcic shook his head and said, "I don't know. But those who used to guard the bridge were very loyal and reliable, and will definitely hold out to the end. ”

"Excellent! Speed up! I said and looked at everyone, "Throw away all the useless stuff in your backpack!" Bring only weapons and ammunition! As I spoke, I took off my coat and threw it away, and went straight to wearing an undershirt and carrying a gun.

After another three kilometers, when we were all out of breath, I saw Milk and Yugovich, and I quickly saw the people who were fighting with them, these people were the same Yankees' equipment, different from the camouflage and costume of the multinational force, they were the people I always wanted to see, the Eastern Battalion.

The purpose of their presence here is self-evident, that is, our trick of using the bridge to get rid of the pursuit seems to have been recognized by the guy with no beard and eyebrows, and the personnel are directly sent here. This is both good news and bad news for me, the bad news is that we are going to have a fight over the bridge, and the good news is that Camp Easter is not showing up near the border line that I fear the most to wait for an ambush, which makes me a little relieved.

Thinking of this, I looked at everyone, "Attack! Punch them through and rush all the way across the bridge! ”