Chapter 110: Sacrificing the Soul of the Army

"As captain, I'll make a statement. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info”

Ling Feng wiped his face vigorously with both hands to stabilize his emotions a little.

"For the sake of the public, although our C team is the bottom team in the iron-blooded team, we have never given up the precedent of the task, just because the mission level is improved, let other teams take over our tasks, I can't afford to lose this face, and our entire C team can't afford to lose this face,"

"For personal gain, among the falcons who died this time, there is a good brother who I have played since I was a child. Because of a sentence back then, he resolutely came to the army with me. If I can't avenge my brother, I'm a soldier and I don't have the face to go back to see his parents. ”

As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, Watermelon immediately stood up.

"Captain, count me in, the honor of the Chinese soldiers, how can those rats trample on at will, Lao Tzu has been released this time, at most it is a matter of blood holes, afraid of a ball."

Watermelon and Ling Feng are in the same group, they have been fighting for life and death for so long, and no mission has ever been separated, and this time will not be an exception.

"Ling Feng, my sister supports you, count me in."

"If no one cooks, how can you have the strength to kill those rats, count me in."

"Hehe, my boss is gone, why am I embarrassed to be a deserter?"

"Count me in"

"And me"

……

There were six people in four groups, and none of them were of the wrong species.

As members of the special combat team, it is also their duty not to be afraid of sacrifice for the sake of the task.

The unanimous vote of this result made Ling Feng smile for the first time in a long time.

"All armbands and nationality identifications are removed and temporarily stored by kitchen knives."

Ling Feng gave an order, and everyone quickly took off the armband, hat and Huaxia national emblem on the chest of the Iron and Blood Special Combat Team and handed them to Xie Heilong.

Since military personnel represent the armed forces of a country, they are not allowed to enter the borders of other countries without permission. Unless it is with the consent of the country concerned or a peacekeeping force appointed by the United Nations.

This group of unknown armed forces who committed crimes in Huaxia may escape at any time, and there is no time for negotiations between countries, and the hunting team can only take risks.

From the moment they took off their armbands, the hunting team was no longer a Chinese soldier, they were just a group of unknown armed men, whether they lived or died, and it had nothing to do with the country.

Although this radius of several hundred kilometers is full of primeval forest, the chance of encountering the border patrol forces of neighboring countries is almost zero.

However, in order not to cause international disputes, this is a last resort, and it is also a cruel reality.

In the dark primeval forest, on a path where wild animals came out, the hunting team brought up the night vision devices and quickly walked towards the boundary line.

In order to catch up with the unknown group as soon as possible, the cooking team also lost the field cooking equipment, only took the backpack and weapons, and followed closely behind the team.

As he passed by a swamp, Ling Feng made a stop gesture with his right hand.

"Everyone stop, face in the direction of 10 o'clock, salute!"

The tone was heavy, with a sense of sadness, but also revealed a kind of determination, a determination to take revenge.

"Brush—"

Sixteen hands, a neat row of military salutes, everyone with a solemn expression, mourned for them in silence.

In this primeval forest lined with giant trees, there is no way for them to return to their hometown and sleep peacefully in the land of their hometown.

Only in this soldier's unique way to see them off.

Sacrificial military souls,

Go and kill the enemy,

On the day of the enemy's slaughter,

Raise your head with wine,

Drink three cups,

Comfort the Heroic Soul.

"Andy, don't blame my brother for not being here longer, I still have something to do, so you're good to go."

After three minutes of silence, Ling Feng wiped his eyes with both hands.

"After saluting, let's go."

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, the hunting team quickly crossed the border and entered the borders of neighboring countries.

Maybe they were careless, or they didn't expect that the Chinese soldiers would cross the border to chase them.

More likely to be unarmed self-confidence, arrogant confidence in one's own abilities.

Unknown assemblies left a lot of marks along the way, broken branches, footprints in the dirt, leftover canned food boxes.

When these were in the territory of China, all the traces that were perfectly disposed of by them are everywhere on the borders of this neighboring country.

The hunting team followed the traces on the road and walked more than ten kilometers cautiously.

The sky began to turn white, and in the dense forest, the hunting team had been running for more than 9 hours in a row.

Although everyone is in good spirits, those unknown weapons may be hiding in that corner.

The view is good during the day, and if they find out, it will be very troublesome at that time.

When the team came to a relatively dry wood, with good concealment, Ling Feng raised his hand to signal the team to pause.

"Hetu, 12 o'clock. Longbow, 9 o'clock. Laughing life, in the direction of 3 o'clock, change the position of cross patrol vigilance, pay attention to the concealment of action. ”

"Understood"

The three people who were named shouted at gunpoint and quickly ran to the designated position.

Ling Feng looked at the team, and said while unpacking his backpack: "Now that the sky is bright, there are too many people in our team, and it is very unfavorable for us to act during the day, everyone will rest here first, and eat some dry food by the way." ”

Hearing Ling Feng's words, everyone hurriedly found a place to sit down, untied their backpacks, put them behind them, put the gun between their legs, took out the dry food from the individual bag, and ate it quickly.

Due to the hurry of leaving last night, we didn't have time to eat dinner, and we marched for a day and night, and now everyone is sleepy and hungry, and the body is tired.

For the sake of concealment, the hunting team only travels at night, so most of the people rest on their backpacks with their eyes closed after eating dry food.

There are four exceptions, though, and they're the three rookies and one birdie in the Cook's group.

"Cutting board, wait for the real knife to do it, you must hold back your pants, hehe."

Liang Chao saw that the fat man was a little nervous, and deliberately made a small joke to distract him.

"If you give me death, don't you shoot a few people, I will be afraid of the fat man?"

The expression on the fat man's face was very heroic, and the tone of his speech was also very strong, but the slightly trembling hands betrayed his heart.

"My brother carried out a live-fire mission for the first time that year, and he almost cried in fright, you are very good at cutting boards, you should be hungry too, come and eat a biscuit."

Liang Chao handed over a compressed biscuit and looked at the fat man amusefully.

"You fat man, I'm full, don't disturb my sleep."

The fat man glanced at it with disgust, directly grabbed it to his chest with both hands, and closed his eyes.

The fat man knew very well in his heart that his nervous hands would definitely not be able to grasp the compressed biscuits, and he also understood Liang Chao's kindness, but he felt that it might be more useful to close his eyes and adjust himself.