After a series of explosions, the most elite special forces of the "Raging Lion" group that rushed into the castle, their blood, their flesh, their bones, their weapons, everything on their bodies, mixed into a pile of rubble, and no one could distinguish the mud again.

Large stones were stacked on top of each other, and in the middle of their gaps, filled with small gravel, and piles of sticky, greasy, red and white, with a sweet smell, completely resealed the passage opened by the "Angry Lion" special forces with directional blasting technology.

Looking at such a passage, the priest opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time before he let out an unconscious moan: "My God, even if it is a god, I am afraid that I don't want to pass through here, right?" ”

The priest knew that this church with a history of hundreds of years was destined to never get God's favor from this time on, because this is the paradise lost for the living and the resting place of the dead!

Zhan Xia Ge raised the walkie-talkie in his hand, and while gently rubbing his ears that were faintly aching from the shock wave of the explosion, he ordered indifferently: "Brothers, it's time to act, everyone work hard, otherwise how can you earn enough applause?!" ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The soldiers of the Frogacian Führer's Guard, while clutching the automatic rifles in their hands, desperately strafing at the position where there was no one, while jumping and shouting and howling, and the limited number of bullets, as if they did not need money, in an attitude of absolute losers, hit the hard stone wall inside the castle one after another, and hit the rubble all over the place.

"It's too facey, it's too soft!" Warrior Song, who walked into the hall with Clara Emer, pointed to a group of soldiers who seemed to be having a super masquerade on a carnival night, and exclaimed, "Damn, this is the craziest, hardest-working, and most beastly side of you boy scouts?" ”

In front of everyone, Zhan Xia Ge took out a few grenades from his body, pulled the fuse, and threw them into several unoccupied corners of the hall. Looking at the grenades that were everywhere, crashing into the wall and bouncing back, spinning on the ground, emitting white smoke, the more than thirty elite soldiers of the Frogasia Führer's personal guard, including the Führer himself and the few core members of the political axe who he could not abandon even if he died, were all dumbfounded.

The priest gasped fiercely, rolled his eyes, and shouted tremblingly: "Battle Hero Song, you dare to be in the sacred ......"

Clara Emmer immediately pounced on the Führer and pressed him under him, and he looked at the priest and cried out: "What nonsense, lie down! ”

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

In a space of more than 200 square meters at most, the five grenades thrown by the warrior song all exploded, and the shattered wooden planks and tattered silver candlesticks, the potato chips that I didn't know where to eat were mixed with the shrapnel of the grenades, and carried out an indiscriminate covering attack on the surroundings. For a moment the whole church hall of the castle was in chaos, and the priest lay under a table, and hissed with trembling whole body: "Bastard...... Bastard ......"

The priest's eyes suddenly widened wider than a ping-pong ball, for at this time, throwing a grenade in the sacred church, blasphemous the most heinous warrior song, instead of being apologic, threw a huge copper oil lamp filled with lamp oil onto a pile of broken wood pieces, and then threw a burning candle on it.

The flames immediately burst into the hall of the castle, and for fear that the world would not be chaotic, lest he would not play big enough and offend the gods and goddesses, and that he would not offend the gods enough, he threw a few chairs made of wooden planks, which could already be said to have rich historical significance and archaeological value, onto the fire. Fueled by the Song of Warriors, the flames in the hall reached the point where they were almost uncontrollable.

Looking from a distance, the hall of the castle has been plunged into a burst of fire and gunfire, a few rays of light leaked out of the gate of the castle hall that had been attacked, under the reflection of the firelight, you can clearly see that a soldier with an automatic rifle is shooting desperately at a certain position, suddenly this shadow trembled fiercely, and then fell to the ground. In the continuous flight of flames, suddenly the shadows of two automatic rifles in their hands, which had already started the most fierce close-quarters combat, appeared diagonally outside the gate. The two shadows continued to twist in the leap of the firelight, and they kept fighting at the same time, and when they hugged each other and fell to the ground, their figures also disappeared.

……

Listening to the sound of automatic weapon fire in the castle hall, there was almost no gap, looking at the increasingly fierce fire, the supreme commander of the "Angry Lion" who was responsible for directing the "Angry Lion" organization soldiers and armed thugs, hesitated to attack the castle.

The assault force used directional demolition technology to force a passage through a blind spot that could not be covered by the Frogacian Führer's Guard, and forty-five seconds later, a series of explosions suddenly broke out in the castle.

Unexplained.

The goal, it is impossible to determine!

Possible damage to assault troops...... The devil knows!

The Supreme Commander could only sigh in his heart, the "Angry Lion" organization has been suppressed by the Frogasian political axe for all these years on the poorest, most backward island, with almost no access to mineral resources. As the so-called "poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people", the reason why the professional soldiers recruited by their "Angry Lion" organization are brave and good at fighting and not afraid of death is that in addition to their absolute loyalty to the leader Banaga and their almost crazy attachment to religion and race, they do not have good qualities to enjoy and live the poorest life, so that they cannot find the slightest joy in life, and also let these soldiers not have too many scruples in the face of death.

But correspondingly, with a third of the islands of Florocia, 600,000 professional soldiers were fed, and their equipment can be imagined.

He was so poor that he, the field commander, did not even have the most basic communication equipment necessary to communicate with the assault force. Moreover, those who are personally trained by military divisions, it is said that the price of a person's equipment is equivalent to the annual expenses of an entire platoon of their soldiers. These soldiers, who were personally trained by the military division, had a higher daily standard of food than that of his field commander, and were the only troops in all the "Raging Lions" organizations that could receive a salary, and were already semi-employed.

Of course, the military quality of these people is much higher than that of these grassroots officers and soldiers, but they are also tainted with the overly arrogant atmosphere of military advisors, and one by one they look at the top, and from the moment they come over, they put on an expression of disdain for their grassroots troops and those militiamen with wooden sticks and machetes in their hands. It wasn't until before the attack was launched that someone was sent to inform him, and he was not prepared to cooperate with him, the field commander, at all.

An unprecedented conundrum was put in front of the field commander.

To attack, or not to attack?

In the absence of effective resistance, the special forces trained by the military division himself had now assaulted the core of the castle and dealt a fatal blow directly from behind on the Maginot Line formed by the Frogasia Führer's Guard. As long as he sent his troops to attack from the front, he could conquer this impregnable fortress of war in one fell swoop, and twist the Frogacian head into front of the leader Banaga with his own hands. Even if he can't take the first credit, at that time, his career will still be smooth sailing and soaring.

However, if ...... The assault force was ambushed by the Frogacian Führer's Guard, and the serial explosions were set against them? So...... The fate of this commando team is not difficult to imagine.

Thinking of this, the top field commander of the "Raging Lion" organization slowly shook his head, the possibility of this hypothetical surname should not be large.

The Frogasia Führer's Guards only temporarily took this castle, or it can be directly said that they fled into this castle to resist stubbornly, they have limited manpower, and it is too late to put all of them in the hall for frontal defense, how can they disperse the strength in their hands to every corner of the castle and carry out passive defensive operations?

……

The supreme commander of the battlefield of the "Angry Lion" organization finally gritted his teeth fiercely and waved down his arm that had been raised for a long time. Receiving the commander's order to attack, under the cover of night, hundreds of soldiers of the "Angry Lion" organization, who had been waiting for a long time, launched a fierce charge against the castle without any shouting, but absolutely swift and absolutely fierce.

The warrior song finally laughed, he led the soldiers of the Frogacian Führer's personal guard, and burned, smashed, bombed and beaten in the castle, didn't he just wait for this group of people to throw themselves into the net?

Zhan Xia Ge joined China's Fifth Special Force in just eleven years, and he was able to become the successor of Li Xiangshang's Fifth Special Force, definitely not only because he was proficient in special operations and could play the greatest role in the local battlefield.

The Song of War is now a master of the art of war who is well versed in the psychology of human behavior and can perfectly apply it to the battlefield. The tactical traps he designed have one similarity with the tricks he designed, that is, the almost unbridled exploitation of the weakness of people's surnames.

The trap designed by Zhan Xia Song is not to make the other party unable to detect the existence of danger, but to put a big cake for the other party at the core of the danger, which is simply irresistible, and through the psychology that everyone is eager to maximize victory, forcing the other party to make a gambler-style choice.

If you win, you will be able to eat that big cake.

Failure, of course, is enough to pay!

In the words of the war hero song, this is a rat trap-style psychological treachery!

Staring at the hundreds of professional soldiers of the "Angry Lion" organization who quickly charged towards the castle, Zhan Xia Ge nodded slowly. Even if the warrior's song is above the top, he must admit that these professional soldiers loyal to the "Angry Lion" organization in front of him are the best soldiers.

These hundreds of professional soldiers of the "Angry Lion" organization obviously did not receive strict training in combat techniques, and they rushed out in a swarm without putting on any effective commando formation at all. However, they moved cleanly and neatly, and in the process of running, they naturally formed combat groups with squads and platoons as units. With the eye of the warrior song, it can be seen at a glance that once they encounter a surprise attack, they can quickly organize a fierce counterattack. This is a group of veterans who have crawled out of the pile of dead people again and again, survived more than ten years of armed confrontation with the Flogasian political axe army, and have already learned how to avoid danger on the battlefield in blood!

A distance of one hundred and fifty meters, for a normal person, running at full speed, only takes a dozen seconds. For these veterans with automatic weapons in their hands and grenades on their backs, and with a lot of combat experience, it will not take more than twenty seconds at most!

Looking at the near-balled entrance of the metal gate, and listening to the still-mixed gunfire in the castle, the smile of triumph had not yet lifted the faces of these battle-hardened professional soldiers when they suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object breaking overhead.

Under the dark sky, dozens of bamboo tubes filled with TNT explosives fell from the sky and smashed on the helmets of the soldiers of the "Angry Lion" organization, making a "clanging" sound.

Looking at the bamboo tubes that rolled down under his feet, anyone knows that these bamboo tubes are absolutely impossible to contain something that is beneficial to human health, can promote the peaceful development of society, and can make the world more beautiful.

The thought of "terrible" had just flashed in the hearts of the soldiers of the "Angry Lion" organization, and there was a soft sound in the air when the object fell, and this time, the thirty-six soldiers of the Führer's Guard led by Zhan Xia Ge threw thirty-seven grenades that had already opened the fuse!

After a brief silence that was enough to make everyone's hearts almost stop, dozens of automatic rifles and light and heavy machine guns in the castle suddenly began to roar wildly at the enemy who had rushed to less than fifty meters from the castle gates.

The bullet rain formed by the bullets poured out, there was no cover, and even the machine gunners in the temporary trenches more than a hundred meters away did not react, and they opened their mouths wide in a daze. Under the series of explosions and high-density strafing at such a close range, more than half of the four or five hundred fully armed professional soldiers fell in an instant.

Those heavily armed soldiers, although they have rich experience in actual combat, although they all know how to protect themselves in the most hostile environment, but at a distance of 50 meters, in the face of the frantic attack of dozens of light and heavy automatic weapons regardless of ammunition loss, and in the face of the indiscriminate coverage of the firepower network, who can escape?

(To be continued)