Just as we were about to fulfill the vow we had made with our brothers with our "Warrior Squad" and were about to sacrifice our lives with the rest of our brothers, a lonely gunshot rang out behind us.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! "Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang! Bang bang! "Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang! Bang bang! ”......

Yes, it was lonely, almost a continuous strafing fire, one magazine was quickly finished, and the gunfire stopped abruptly after one magazine.

I was already exhausted, but I still had a hard time looking back, and the person who came was none other than the border guard who had been sent out by the head of the command team to get ammunition for supplies in DM Village.

From the time when the leader of the command team sent him to DM Village to get ammunition supplies, almost every member of our team knew the intention of the leader of the command group in their hearts, and most of us had calculated the time, according to the time calculation, he should still be on the road at this time, and it may even be that he had just set off from DM Village, so when I, when our twelve members of the "Warrior Squad" saw his arrival, we were all surprised and helpless, and almost every member of the team shook their heads softly, helplessly, Then a helpless smile leaked out, and he didn't have the heart to think about how he managed to appear behind our defense line again in such a short period of time.

One by one, the twelve members of our "Warrior Squad" leaned their backs behind the cover, watching the border guard keep making tactical evasive moves towards us. His movements were very rough and sluggish, and he was almost hit by a bullet several times, but according to our current state, all we could do was watch, we had no strength, even if we lay on cover again and fire at the armed drug traffickers on the opposite side, so as to cover him, just such a simple action, we may not be able to do it in a short time, because most of us have already been wounded, and when the battle is fierce, we don't even have time to bandage our own wounds, excessive blood loss and long battles, at this moment have raised our exhaustion to the extreme, and there is a possibility of passing out every minute.

Watching the border guard running towards us little by little, I was finally able to see the appearance of the border guard running towards us in the Qing Dynasty with the help of the night vision device of the individual soldier. I saw that he was carrying a backpack, carrying an ammunition box in one hand, and several ammunition boxes were tied to the backpack, and even in order to shoot, he also bit an ammunition box in his mouth! Later, I made a rough calculation, and the weight of this border guard's whole body, not counting his own weapons and equipment, the weight of the ammunition supply brought to us alone exceeded one hundred and twenty catties! When I went, I was fully armed, but when I came back, I was carrying at least 120 pounds of ammunition and supplies, and I went back and forth for several kilometers, which was not only a test of a soldier's physical strength and endurance, but also a test of a soldier's will!

"Why are you back now!" When the border guard jumped into the bunker on our defensive line, the leader of the command group immediately asked him.

"I hadn't reacted before, but when I was about to arrive at DM Village, I suddenly figured out that you did ask me to go back to get ammunition supplies, but you guys are making me a deserter! You didn't treat me as your brother! The border guard jumped into the bunker at once, immediately threw the ammunition supply on his body to the ground, and shouted at the leader of the command group! After scolding, regardless of what we "Warrior Squad" members said, I saw him panting heavily, tearing open the first-aid kit and bandaging the injured members of our "Warrior Squad" around him.

"I'm sorry, brother, it's not that I want you to be a deserter, but if we can't hold it, the old people in the DM village can only rely on you to persuade them to transfer, we ...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The leader of the command team was explaining, however, before he could finish his words, a violent cough interrupted what he wanted to say, and immediately after, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Shut up! Don't talk anymore! Labor and management don't want to listen to your explanation! One word! Now I'm back! Or just hold this line together! Or die together in this line of defense! I saw that the border guard shouted without raising his head, and then tore open a first-aid kit and pressed the wound of the leader of the command team.

The leader of the command team did not suffer any serious external injuries, and the blood in his mouth was also caused by the internal injuries caused by the shock wave brought by the previous explosion, for the current battlefield environment, whether it is our "warrior squad" or this border guard, what everyone can do and deal with can only be external injuries, and it cannot be very serious, otherwise, it can only be helpless!

There are many World War II veterans in Germany who recalled after the war that they felt really bad after being hit by bullets, a German airborne soldier who participated in the Battle of Market Garden recalled that they were arranged to reinforce the trapped German troops that day, after he got off the truck, he was hit in the lower leg by a US soldier with a Thompson assault rifle who came from the side, and suddenly he saw the bones and skin on his calf flying out, he clearly saw a small piece of his leg bone on the ground, and a bullet knocked off half of his ear, He recalls that it was really an unforgettable pain, it was like going to hell, and he didn't feel it for the first 5 seconds of being hit by a bullet, but then it was like a million needles piercing you. Another German soldier recalled that he was stationed in the Reichstag during the Battle of Berlin in 1945, I will never forget that day, I felt lucky to survive, I was placed on the second floor that day, I only heard the hysterical screams of my brother below, and before I could come to my senses, a group of Soviet soldiers rushed up, I only felt that I was hit by a bullet in the head, and then I fell, There was no pain, I only felt white after I fell, the time I used to be with my family, the time I spent in the army, When I woke up, it was already 3 years after the end of the war, I was glad that I was still alive, I was glad that my memory was still there, and I was glad that I went to the ghost gate once, knowing that the war brought us only pain, let the war go to hell, there will never be a war......

The current situation of our "Warrior Squad", for the memories of German veterans during World War II, our physical injuries are no longer very serious, but without timely treatment, at least more than half of our team members may face amputation or even death. For a soldier, especially a special combat soldier, death is not terrible, but amputation is an existence beyond death!

"They're coming up again!" Suddenly, another member of the team shouted from our headsets.

One by one, we roared loudly, fighting the last shred of will, and with great difficulty, we got into cover and pointed our guns at the armed drug traffickers who were attacking us again.

I don't know why these armed drug traffickers have launched attacks like this again and again, you know, so far, we have attacked no less than five times, almost all of our "warrior squad" have been wounded, and the group of armed drug traffickers on the opposite side has been killed or wounded by nearly half, and we can see dead armed drug traffickers and wounded lying everywhere in front of our defensive line!

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! "Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang! Bang bang! "Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang! Bang bang! ”......

Another series of shots, bullets shot out of our guns, the recoil shook our bodies backwards, and the accuracy became much less than before, on the other hand, the armed drug traffickers who came to attack, they seemed to kill the red eye, as if they were fighting to the death, and one by one they really seemed to be shooting at us as if they were not afraid of death.

There is a big gap between us and the armed drug traffickers in terms of numbers and firepower, and we have always relied on the superiority of equipment, the results of training, and the will to fight to make up for the lack of numbers and firepower, but the battle has been fought so far that we can no longer even talk about the end of the crossbow, and can only rely on the last trace of the will to fight to pull the trigger.

"4-0-fire-" may be due to excessive blood loss, I feel very tired, even the bullet once again into my flesh, for a short time I can not feel the pain from the brain nerves in time, and a team member shouted in the headset, but I am really tired, only the remaining fingers are still subconsciously pulling the trigger, although this shout I really heard, but, I have no power to do any effective evasion action, everyone is difficult to flip, using the weight of his body, he hid himself back behind the cover, while the border guard tried his best to pull the team members who were almost unable to move, and pulled them back behind the cover.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ......

I can't remember how many times they used "40 fire" to bombard our defense line indiscriminately, and most of our bunkers were broken, but at this moment, my ears seemed to be immune to such a huge explosion, and after waiting for the explosion of this round of rockets to end, I once again struggled to get on the bunker and shoot again.

"All of them! Count! "Almost every once in a while, the leader of the command team would ask us to count in the headset, but as the battle went on, the interval between our counts became shorter and shorter.

“1！” “2！” “3！” “4！” “5！” “6！” “7！” “8！” “9！” “10！” “11！” “12！” Just after the leader of the command group took the lead in reporting a "1", and the rest of the team members reported one by one, "13! A firm voice sounded in our headsets.

"Brother, do you regret it?" When the border guard finished reporting "13", the leader of the command team patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"Regrets? Labor and management are quite regretful, and labor and management regret that they shouldn't listen to you, go back to what kind of ammunition supply! Don't forget, what was the order you gave me before the battle began, and what you told me was suitable for your command group to act together! Labor and management are now telling you that labor and management depend on you! Either hold on together and wait for support, or die here together! Don't think about spending on labor and capital! The border guard, while changing the magazines for his own guns and those of several seriously wounded, did not look at the leader of the command group, and spoke directly.

"! Brothers! If the labor and management don't die this time, when this battle is over, the labor and management must bow to you! A member of the fire support team immediately spoke in the headset after hearing the border guard's words in the headset.

"Don't talk about this uselessness! We don't have this in our army! Besides! Even if it's a pray, you have to survive first! Labor and management don't want a brother lying there! "Hahaha...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem, ahem, ahem......" After the border guard replied again in the headset, the team members laughed, accompanied by loud gasps of breath and a difficult cough.