"I don't need you to remind you, only people like you will be defeated, and I'm not like you." The banshee snorted coldly, glared at me fiercely, picked up the 88 sniper that I once regarded as a treasure, and turned and ran back to the battlefield.

"Huh!" I shook my head with a wry smile and turned to look at her back, the banshee was right, I was indeed a loser, a mess of defeat, a bullet lost a lifetime.

The battlefield is not a place for emotion, although her words poked at my sore spot, but they did not affect my mood, I quickly cheered up and chased in the direction where the banshee left.

After the round of sniping just now, the enemy's fire was greatly suppressed, and the soldiers on the left and right sides had already advanced to within thirty meters, and the enemy's shells seemed to have run out, and after blowing us up two rounds, they were dumb and firing.

By the time we return to the battlefield, the enemy is exhausted and in the final battle of the trapped beasts, and it is only a matter of time before the entire army is destroyed.

The banshee rushed to the side of the last truck of the convoy, only a hundred meters away from the enemy's position, and sniped the enemy again under the cover of the car, but there were few targets left.

I followed her every step of the way, did not speak, did not shoot, just paid attention to everything that could pose a threat to her, at the same time I was also pondering another problem, the enemy came up and blew up the transport, more than a dozen tons of materials were burned in half, the fire has been burning until now, it is obvious that their target is not these materials, so what are they so desperate for, is it just to kill a few soldiers of the transport team?

If that were the case, they would have been able to slaughter the soldiers before we arrived, but instead of doing so, they stalked the transports as if they were deliberately making them call for reinforcements.

Thinking of this, my face changed suddenly, and I suddenly got up and turned my head to look at the direction of the medical station.

"Could it be that their target is not the convoy at all, but the medical station in the rear?" A terrible guess crossed my mind. The bulk of the troops were all out to support the friendly forces, and only a platoon of guards was left in the medical station, and if it was the real target of the enemy, the remaining soldiers would be difficult to resist.

"Wolf King, call Wolf King, please answer when you hear it!" I hurriedly turned on the radio and reported to the wolf king.

"Roger, what's the matter?" The gunfire on the wolf king's side was loud, and it seemed that they had already leaned close to the enemy.

"Are there any important people in the medical station?" A small aid station would not allow the enemy to make such a big fuss, unless there was someone or something of great value there.

"Brigadier General Chris, who was sent by the United Nations to Libya, was accidentally attacked five days ago and is recuperating at a medical station." The wolf king thought for a moment and said, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"I suspect that Brigadier General Chris is the real target of the enemy." I said in a deep voice, I can't think of any other purpose for the enemy, either I have the right idea, or the enemy is crazy.

"Turning the tiger away from the mountain?" The Wolf King immediately came to his senses.

"Exactly! This group of enemies is actually a decoy, and they are here to hold off the convoy in order to lure the peacekeepers out of the medical post, which, if I guess correctly, has already been attacked. "I took a deep breath and while I didn't want to admit it, we were a bit slow to react.

"If that's the case, why isn't there any movement at the medical station?" The Wolf King's voice was visibly anxious.

"Maybe the communication has been cut off, I'm afraid we have to prepare for the worst." I looked in the direction of the medical station, there was no gunfire, it looked calm, but the more I did it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

"I will immediately inform the company commander to retreat, whether your speculation is true or not, there must be no accident at the medical station." The wolf king gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm afraid it's too late." I looked at my watch, it had been half an hour since I came out of the medical station, and that time was enough to take out one person.

"You and the banshee withdraw first, and we'll arrive later." The wolf king gave an order, since he thought of this possibility, he couldn't let it go, even if it was too late, he had to do something.

"Understood!" I replied solemnly, turned off the radio, rushed behind the banshee a few steps, pulled her up without saying a word, turned around and ran wildly towards the position of the chariot.

"Let go of me, what are you doing?" The banshee struggled angrily, but couldn't break free of my claw-like hand.

"Didn't you hear the Wolf King's orders? We had to rush back to the medical station as quickly as possible. I yelled as I ran.

"I'll go myself! Don't worry about it! The banshee shook off my hand with all her might, put her sniper rifle behind her back, and took two long legs and rushed in front of me in a few steps.

At this point, I'm not in the mood to compete with her, and if something happens to the medical station, everyone will be to blame, of course, the responsibility is not on my head, but this is not worth celebrating.

Although the banshee has a bad temper and is not in line with me, she absolutely obeys orders, from this point of view, she is still a professional soldier, the key is that her physical fitness really impresses me, and she runs back to the broken bridge at a speed of 100 meters, and I just didn't catch up with it behind, which is really surprising, not only meeting or even exceeding the standards of the Hurricane Commando.

Back on the other side of the broken bridge, we got straight into the last infantry chariot, backed back, made a U-turn, and rushed back to the medical station as fast as we could.

This journey is only two or three minutes, and I am afraid that the enemy has already done what needs to be done, and Brigadier General Chris of the United Nations has been killed in our medical station.

The Chinese peacekeepers will never allow this kind of thing to happen, and it will damage our honor, no, it is the honor of the Chinese soldiers, not including me.

The banshee also understood the seriousness of the matter, and she was about to step on the accelerator in the fuel tank, and the car jolted violently, driving frantically on the uneven gravel road.

I watched the direction of the medical station with a telescope in the turret above, but it was calm and there was no sign of a firefight.

Two minutes later, we finally got back to the medical station, and the banshee stopped at the door with a foot on the brakes, and then jumped out of the chariot with the same wait, and so did I, got out of the car and rushed straight behind her.

The medical station was business as usual, and I looked around, and the soldiers on guard were still in good spirits, and the doctors and nurses on duty were working as usual, without any signs of being attacked, let alone anything out of the ordinary.

"Did I guess wrong?" Seeing this, I had to wonder if I was thinking too much.

The banshee looked back at me inexplicably, and although everything was normal, I still felt a sense of unease lingering in my heart, and the banshee frowned, as if she felt the same way.

(End of chapter)