Because they had gone to the artillery camp to reconnoiter before, this time they were familiar with the road, and everyone approached a square, and there was actually a bronze statue erected on the square, which seemed to be Kim Il Sung's, and under the tall bronze statue was the artillery camp of the American army, and there was a dead silence in the artillery camp at this time, and behind a row of more than 20 122mm guns was the tent of the American army, and the sentries outside the tent looked lazy, swaying back and forth with guns.

Work like solving the sentries is no stranger to the special combat team, but before that, they have to eliminate the threat of the periphery, and there are still a lot of fortifications on the perimeter of the artillery battalion!

Fortunately, this place is relatively spacious, and there is no fire point to set up fortifications on the roof of the building, before coming here, they have carefully measured the map of Pyongyang from the American army, and how the artillery should be adjusted has been told to them by Wei San, and now as long as they take these guns, they can borrow the artillery to create a fireworks festival for the enemy!

The square is paved with stone bricks, and the periphery is surrounded by a circle of flowerbeds planted with holly, and everyone first touched off a few peripheral firepower points, swept away the heavy weapons inside, and surrounded a corner of the square, which can quietly kill the sentinels in the firepower points, thanks to the flying knives of Fu Sandao and others, among the members of the special combat team, the soldiers of the special service company almost all play a good flying knife, especially Fu Sandao, which is particularly brilliant.

Feeling out of a gap in the cannonball's blow into the square, the sentries did not notice that there were already people in the shelter of the tents, and when they got behind them, they still looked unalert, and when the sentries reached out a palm from their backs and covered their mouths, their drowsy minds suddenly woke up, but late, the hissing of blood as the knife cut through the throat was the loudest sound they could hear in the last moments.

The sentry was solved by everyone one after another, and then the soldiers in the tent who were still touching the woman P share in the dreamland, a corner of the tent was lifted, Ma Youde leaned sideways to observe it, and then quietly walked in, there were ten soldiers in the tent who were sleeping under the quilt, it may be that Ma Youde brought in a little cold wind when he came in, a soldier moved his body on the bed, Ma Youde suddenly squatted down, waited for a while and did not find anything abnormal, Ma Youde stood up with a knife.

Holding his breath, he slowly started from the first GI, "Hmm~" "Hmm~" "Hiss~" "Poof! Four slight voices ended in a second, the knife was withdrawn back into Ma Youde's hand, and then the next, and then the next, this time Ma Youde didn't even have a little psychological pressure, it was as if he was doing a very ordinary thing, and when the blood splashed, half of the tent was painted, and the eye-catching green tent began to turn dark red.

When all this was done, Ma Youde came out of the tent, he was seeing a soldier come out of the next tent he was going to, rubbing his eyes and looking like he hadn't woken up, and his other hand was unbuttoning his trouser belt.

Ma Youde scolded in his heart: "T mother, you have a lot of nocturnal urination, and I will treat you for frequent nocturnal urination!" ”

The soldier turned to the tent and released the water, Ma Youde followed quietly, and there was a sudden hissing sound in the sound of the rushing water, and the soldier who had half urinated was really bloody at this moment!

Holding the back of the GI's neck, the dead GI gently lay down on the urine bubble, Ma Youde turned into the tent again, and when he came out again, the rest of the people also completed their respective tasks, one by one in front of the artillery, they didn't need to make a sound, each person chose a cannon, and began to operate.

As far as the special combat team learned before, these cannons could not be difficult for them, with the environment for firing shells, with coordinates, everyone helped each other to fill the shells into the barrel, and in the sound of a closed latch, the artillery came to a salvo, and at the same time thought in their hearts: "Be sure to hit!" ”

didn't have time to think about it, the group hurried up, and tried to fire one more round of artillery fire before the enemy arrived, and quickly loaded ten more shells, at this time the track had been exposed, Wei San adjusted the artillery slightly, and shouted: "Fire!" ”

There were twelve loud bangs, and then the entire Pyongyang bombed the battalion at the same time, and among the many American troops, an idea jumped out at the same time: where to shoot the artillery!?

When they found out that it was a red flame that exploded near the airport, the sirens sounded throughout Pyongyang!

What the special forces have done has been done, it's time to leave!

There is no point in escaping, in the face of the situation of encirclement and suppression on all sides, where should they flee, there are a lot of lights on the wide street at the same time, and a huge circle has been formed with a hundredfold and thousand-fold force, and now it is impossible for them to avoid the enemy wherever they flee, and things seem to have no chance of turning around.

But the special operations team is the kind of person who waits to die? Of course not!

At this time, everyone in the special combat team was thinking in their hearts: "If you want to kill Lao Tzu, you must first fill it with your life!" ”

Everyone who is ready to fight to the death, wants to use the giant bronze statue in the center of the square as a cover to fight the enemy, and when everyone reaches the corner of the cement wall under the bronze statue, after having a certain cover, a tragic feeling suddenly gushes out in the hearts of everyone, and they can't imagine that they can only go here, but from each other's eyes, they feel a powerful force, the power from their teammates, and at the same time, the generation of this power also makes the special combat team have absolute cohesion at this moment, they are not afraid of death, They can use their bodies to block bullets for their companions, and since they have done so, they have already thought about their own ending.

In that case, let's fight!

Use your own flesh and blood to kill him again!

Almost at the same time, everyone in the special combat team began to laugh, at first Chu Jian chuckled twice, and then Gao Baoguo burst out with a rough and bold laugh: "Haha! ”

"Hahaha...."

"Be a brother again in the next life!"

"That's right! Be a brother again in the next life! ”

Wei San touched his nose, leaned his back against the stone pier and said, "I said, is it necessary to be so sensational?" ”

Looking at the lights getting closer and closer, the distance of those lights seemed to represent the remaining life of the special combat team, and when the lights approached in front of them, it became the last moment for everyone here!

After Wei San finished speaking, he didn't expect Gao Baoguo, a rough man, to hug Wei San on a whim, wanting to show Wei San how lucky he was to know such a squad leader, and he also took himself to become a member of the special combat team.

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