Brutal fighting flooded the Pentagon.

Wrong. It was more like a brutal massacre, to be exact. The fire system had been destroyed by us, and the fire that Secka had set soon spread, like a raging fire in hell in the Bible, and soon surrounded the entire Pentagon.

Very good. So far, the speed of the enemy who has returned to the aid has not been too fast. It can be seen that after hearing the gunfire coming from the direction of the Pentagon, they did not immediately rush back.

The biggest possibility is that there is no order from the superior. The other side could not tell whether they should stand guard or turn back and defend the Pentagon.

Just then, the wireless phone of the American general, who had been killed by Mosvenck, rang. I checked, and it was the reinforcement troops who hit it.

"Who called?" Makarov, who was next to me at the time, saw the phone ringing, took a step faster than me, reached out and picked it up.

"Hey—" I was about to call him to give me the phone. But Makarov pressed the speakerphone and started talking in a childish (pretended) voice, and I could only close my mouth and stare dryly.

"Pick up Admiral Spilk for me!" The other party's voice revealed an anxious emotion. But Makarov smiled.

"This one...... It doesn't seem to be the right time for you. As he spoke, Makarov scratched his face and grimaced at me.

"Don't mess around with me!" The other party let out a roar, "I am the commander of the Pentagon garrison, Major Pion, and I am ordered to clear the coalition forces that have landed in Washington to the west!" Now I observe a massive burning and explosion in the Pentagon, the specifics of which are unknown! Go to Admiral Spilk at once and ask him if he wants us to come back to the Pentagon! Otherwise, when I get back, I'll smash your ass with the butt of my gun and leave you lying in the desert of Inland Colorara for a month! ”

"Thank you, but before that I think you should go to Omsk to calm down," Makarov's voice revealed emotions that instantly cooled down, even a little terrifying, "Your stupid call is late." The whole world will see later, the great Allied soldiers, hanging your dear General Spilker's head, along with the brightly colored revolutionary flag, on the top of the Pentagon—if there is anything left of that general that is recognizable, of course. ”

Then there was only a murmur on the phone. Unexpectedly, the airborne troops of Villadimo had already established battlefield control so quickly, and they had also begun full-frequency radio interference.

The current Allied forces have lost all means of communication, except for wired telephones and heralds.

That's not the point...... The point is......

"You're crazy!" I yelled at Makarov, "The Pentagon's purge is not over yet, and it is absolutely unwise to rashly attract a large number of enemy reinforcements back to the Pentagon!" ”

Makarov shrugged, spread his hands, and looked indifferent: "Sooner or later, they will have to go back to the Pentagon, and it will be fun to take the opportunity to provoke them." ”

In the war of life and death, from the mouths of young soldiers, the evaluation of "fun" actually emerged...... If he wasn't a boy soldier, but someone on the street, I'd give him a slap in the face.

The gunfire in the Pentagon is getting more and more intense at the moment. Satellite maps show that the Pentagon's sortie forces have begun to return at full speed.

And then there was the scene just now.

The Pentagon's massacre has been going on for almost an hour. Coalition forces approaching madness have poured up to the third floor and have just bloodied the office of the US Secretary of Defense. If I hadn't used the equipment, they would have burned it all the way to the U.S. flags.

Compared to the buildings where gunfire still rang out one after another, I was a paradise here. If the secretary of the Minister of Defense had behaved more naturally, without being disheveled and shivering to clean up papers, and without Makarov following behind and poking her ass with a gun, I would have even had the illusion that I am the owner of this office.

"Comrade Commander, I suggest you take a look," I reported in front of the perfect computer, holding on to the Bluetooth headset, "a battalion of Allied troops has launched an attack from the west. ”

"It's not a big deal," compared to the previous indifference, this time when he answered the walkie-talkie, Mosvenk's tone was full of madness, "Comrade Vanka has already deployed snipers and machine guns in the five corners of each floor. There is no cover around the Pentagon, and rushing up is to die. ”

Having said that, all the defenses on the periphery have been destroyed before. It is not easy to reorganize the defensive position.

Speaking of which...... It seems that the outside of the Pentagon is a little unusually calm......

In the next second, gunshots rang out outside.

"What's going on?" Makarov rushed to the window and looked out. However, the window here is facing the northeast side. The attack was supposed to start from the west, and he couldn't see anything.

I opened the surveillance probe at the West Gate and saw a scene of battle that I couldn't believe.

Outside the West Gate, where there were still floating figures just now, countless soldiers appeared at this moment. Several tanks were in front, and the soldiers behind jumped up, jumped onto the road, carefully followed behind the Grizzly tanks, and rushed in the direction of the Pentagon.

At this moment, our machine guns suddenly rang out, and the first few Allied troops fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the Soviet troops, who had already been ambushed at the corners of the building, opened fire one after another, killing the "heroic" Allied soldiers one after another. Although the Grizzly tried to fire back, several individual anti-tank rocket launchers protruded from the Pentagon window, and they turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The Grizzly Bear Tank is a piece of chicken ribs......

But the Allied commanders did not give up. A man made a gesture, and the sound of machine guns and rockets was fired in the woods, and fire was fired in the direction of the corner tower.

After a few more moments, more Allied soldiers jumped onto the road. They braved the flying bullets and continued to rush towards the Pentagon.

This time it's even crazier. Because there was a Grizzly Bear tank to cover it before, but now it is simply unobstructed, and it is completely a World War I-style send-off!

I ran to the southwest side of the building, found an office with unobtrusive bodies and no bloodied bodies, poked my head out, and looked out the window.

The cowardly US military actually has guys who are not afraid of death, which I never expected.

But what I didn't expect was that the commander in command of this enemy army had reached such an unbearable IQ. At this moment, his soldiers are like the national stormtroopers of Germany in World War II, charging against the fierce and precise fire of the Allied forces. The people in front fell, and the people behind stepped on their filthy corpses and continued to rush forward.

"How's you doing?" I connected to the walkie-talkie of the West Gate Defense Force and asked.

"Report Comrade Political Commissar! The enemy is still charging, but we have absolute confidence to stop it! ”

For me, the first half of the sentence is nonsense, and the second half is the point, but it doesn't matter.

"Intensify your firepower and never allow a single Allied force to rush in! I asked Comrade Commander for reinforcements. I replied absentmindedly, and then contacted the troops defending in other directions.

But when the defense forces of several other doors responded, I silently took off the Bluetooth headset and turned off the communication.

Because I saw that on the surveillance probe, an Allied officer who looked like a major grabbed a subordinate by the collar as if he was screaming something. When the anger was exhausted, the other party grabbed an automatic rifle, jumped onto the road, and took the lead in rushing towards the fiery Pentagon!

Lunatic! Lunatic! Doesn't this guy know that at this moment, there is no need for him to come back to die, and there is no possibility of victory!

What is he doing? After charging for so long, apart from letting the soldiers fall in large numbers in pools of blood, could he expect that there would be any other progress?

An even more shocking scene happened. Several other Allied officers discussed for a while, looking at the commander who had already run towards the charging unit, and one of them suddenly pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger.

They...... Kill your own commander......

Someone was knocking on the door, it was the secretary of the US Secretary of Defense. At this moment, she trembled and held a mobile phone, glanced at Makarov, and said to me tremblingly: "Your phone ......"

"I'm Second Lieutenant Sophia, please?"

"I'm the acting battalion commander of the Pentagon Garrison, Captain David Falck. On behalf of the Pentagon garrison of 107 people, I surrendered to the coalition forces. I ask your troops to guarantee the ...... of prisoners of war in accordance with the provisions of the Geneva Conventions."

"Thank you, I think I know exactly what you mean," I sneered, "but I'm sorry, we were ordered not to take prisoners. Want to surrender...... Go find the coalition forces behind you. ”

I hung up the wireless phone and watched from the surveillance as they fled in panic. But he didn't go far before the sound of heavy gunfire followed.

Tank! It's a coalition tank! The roar of the tracks is the most pleasant army march!