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The female reporter is Ta Kung Pao, a twenty-one or twelve-year-old girl, she was startled by so many big men staring at her with fiery eyes, she shrank behind another camera reporter, and said, "What are you all looking at me for?" He's so fierce, so I won't go. ”

"You are a girl, Camp Commander Xiao is a big man, and he will definitely not embarrass you."

"Li Yan, didn't you say that Camp Commander Xiao is a big hero, and your cousin and cousin knew that you came to interview him, and they all asked you to ask him for an autograph? Now is the time! ”

…… The reporters were gossiping and doing Li Yan's ideological work.

Li Yan hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up the courage and cautiously walked towards Xiao Zhange.

Xiao Zhange was fetching warheads and broken bones for a soldier. Originally, this was a matter of the doctor in the army, but there were too many wounded soldiers, so Xiao Zhange could only volunteer to play the role of a doctor temporarily. The soldier who was shot in the shoulder blade was named Wan Taijin. Xiao Zhange chatted with him and said, "Wan Taijin, I know you hurt a lot, but no matter how much it hurts, you have to endure it." How many devils did you kill? One or two? What the? At least three? Good boy, good! It's a soldier from our special battalion," after successfully distracting him somewhat, he violently put his rubber-gloved fingers into the wound, and in the screams of Wan Taijin, he used his fingers to pull out a bullet and a few broken bones. "Alcohol!" Xiao Zhan shouted. Fox Eleven immediately handed over the alcohol. Xiao Zhange poured a little into Wan Taijin's wound first, and then took another mouthful into his mouth and sprayed violently at his wound. "Hemostatic cotton, gauze, bandages!" Xiao Zhange said continuously, commanding Fox Eleven to a straight turn.

The blood red in her eyes made Li Yan dizzy, she took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the vomiting, and said in a low voice: "Camp Commander Xiao, let me come, I have learned first aid." ”

Xiao Zhange turned his head to look at her, got up and got out of the way, and said, "Speed up a little faster, if you bleed too much, you will die." ”

Wan Taijin had already fainted at this time, Xiao Zhange squinted his eyes after watching Li Yan operate the hemostatic cotton, reached out to probe Wan Taijin's snort and pulse, and the hanging heart fell back into his stomach. Then, he turned around and said to the reporters who were standing on the side, their faces were a little pale: "I'm very busy now, if you really want to interview and take pictures, go to the front, the special service battalion can lay down the Dagong Yarn Factory, not by me Xiao Zhange alone, but by all the brothers of the special service battalion - Eleven." ”

"Here!"

"If you bring a few brothers, you must protect the safety of the reporters."

"Yes."

As soon as Xiao Zhange sent away the reporters, the telephone rang suddenly, and soon, the communications staff officer of the special service battalion called Xiao Zhange, saying that it was a call from the captain himself, and asked him to answer it.

On the phone, Gui Yongqing was very polite, first asked how the call was just now, and then asked if he wanted support. After receiving a negative answer, he asked about the casualties and what the special battalion needed.

Xiao Zhange was also not polite, and said: "Captain, I injured a lot of brothers just now, and I hope that the team headquarters can send someone to take them to the back." Can you give us two mortars, if it's convenient? ”

The experience of the old A special forces made Xiao Zhange develop a style of not being accustomed to begging people on the battlefield. The old A special forces have been fighting abroad all the year round, and many times they have no external strength to borrow except on their own. Such a style of work is not a problem in the environment of special operations, but in such a large group operation, it seems out of place. That is, the special agent battalion did win the first prize, and it attracted the intensive attention of Lao Jiang, otherwise, even if Gui Yongqing would call to confirm the situation, it is estimated that he would not take the initiative to ask Xiao Zhange what he needed.

Xiao Zhange didn't have any hope for this phone call, and after hanging up the phone, he went to the two front-line positions to check the combat readiness.

In the battle just now, on the side of the barricade, Ji Tiancheng's platoon was also disabled, and at this time, stationed behind the barricade was a mixed team composed of several cadets and veterans of several special service battalions. When Xiao Zhange walked over, several reporters were already there. What made Xiao Zhange's heart nauseate and his stomach churned was that nearly thirty soldiers, as well as seven or eight reporters, including Chang Yunsheng and Fox Eleven, were all vomiting. Among them, what he really couldn't accept was that Xiang Shuangwu, a fool, actually ate biscuits while spitting, and ate with tears in his eyes - that look, how much stumbling, how disgusting, how disgusting.

The vomiting was caused by a reporter, and the strafing of the devil fighter directly disemboweled a devil in the middle of the street. His colleague didn't take it too seriously at first, and replied directly: "It should be, right?" Then, they looked at each other, and the reporter who asked the question first squirted with a "poof", and the answer lagged for a second, followed by a big spit out.

Vomiting is contagious, although many of the soldiers of the special service battalion have been on the battlefield, like the students of the broadsword team, almost all of them have been stained with the blood of devils. But that definitely doesn't mean they don't have some kind of physiological response. No one reminded them, they didn't touch the situation, they were vigilant against the enemy, so that they had no time to care about anything else. Now, as the reporter vomited, the others vomited wildly, and the smell of vomit mixed with the smell of blood and gunpowder entered their noses, and they vomited unprepared, completely uncontrollably.

"Staff Officer Chang, why did you choose this time for the interview? Won't we wait until we completely take down the Dagong Yarn Factory and then come to the interview? Now, please leave immediately-" Xiao Zhange was angrily protesting to Chang Yunsheng, and the sound of fighter engines came from the eastern sky. Xiao Zhange hurriedly picked up the binoculars and looked over, and saw a few small black dots flying towards him, and he cursed in his heart: "Nima! To Fox Eleven, who was forcibly swallowing and swallowing the vomit back raw, he said, "Hurry up, take them to hide in the house." ”

This time, the Japanese directly used six fighters, including four ship-blasting planes. The so-called ship-blast planes, that is, bombers, each carrying two aerial bombs, rushed straight to the position of the special service battalion. On the ground, the devil soldiers at the east end of the street saw it, regrouped, and slowly moved towards the barricade.

The ground attack capability of bombers is much stronger than that of fighters. Aerial bombs, even the smallest ones, the twenty-five-pound kind, can tear even the bean chariot apart if they are delivered accurately. In view of this, Xiao Zhange immediately ordered everyone except for the barricade, the guard of the gate of the yarn factory, and the air defense combat team, and the others immediately hid in the hole in the house. (To be continued.) )