The previous distance between the two sides was 100 meters away from the national border.

But now, Niton Jetto made one of the biggest mistakes of his life, driving a sedan with his own soldiers, and the wheels pressed across the border as if no one was there.

And then there was even more brazen aggression.

"You brought it on yourself!" The leader gritted his teeth and planned to defend the dignity of the motherland with his body.

As soon as Hu Han turned over and carried Dong Hao to evacuate, followed by Su Xiaoyong and Xia Xiaoyun, since they arrived in the motherland, it was a matter for the soldiers, and their responsibilities had been fulfilled.

When the army is overwhelmed, how can the anger in the heart be endured?

The battle was fierce, and Nittonjet marched wildly with two tanks, thinking it was as simple as crushing two ants.

"Boss, the air rescue force hasn't arrived yet, you go first and I'll cover it." Gao Jian stayed, and he understood the current situation that fighting hard would only lead to death.

But the leader's meaning is very clear: "What nonsense, even if you die, the ghost must protect the territory and must not retreat." His tone was resolute, like an impregnable wall.

Gao Jian had nothing to say, and the trigger under his fingertips never stopped.

Nittonjetto is getting closer, closer and closer, and the two teams are about to go head-to-head, but the leader just refuses to evacuate, as if he is really going to die here. Of course, all the soldiers were impressed by the heroism of the leader, each more heroic than the other, because they understood that this was their duty.

Call......

Not......

A Russian T-50 fighter hovered through the air.

At the same time, a missile fell. Neton Jetto knew it wasn't his own fighter, and when he realized that the tank on his left was locked on, it was too late, and a small missile was aimed and fell.

"Launch of anti-air missile ......"

Despite how decisive his command and how wise his decision-making was, he watched as the tank exploded behind him.

Again, this is just a warning. But he was not afraid, knowing that the T-50 would fly back and move forward. He was so angry that he had to snatch the white iron back, and he had his own way of defending against the enemy.

The fire ahead was still unabated, but the barrels of the tanks were spinning, and the target was the sky, and they were waiting for a fighter to fly back and shoot it down in one fell swoop.

As Nitton Jetto had predicted, the T-50 did fly back, but what happened next, Bai Tie never imagined, thinking how perfect his anti-missile system would be, but in the end it went wrong.

He made a wise decision, but unfortunately, at the time of the final blow, he did not shoot down the T-50, and the angle of the anti-missile launched was missed, and it fell behind them without forming a real arc.

Rumble......

Thankfully, it was a joke played by God, and the bomb scared him out and didn't send him to hell.

"Lock on to the target again......" The soldier inside the tank sent a message to Niton Jetto through a headset.

Nieton Jetto was extremely embarrassed, his hair was messy, but his thoughts were clear, and he gave the soldier an order: "This is the last chance, and if you can't hit it, you will pull the string." ”

Each soldier is equipped with a grenade, and if he fails this time, Niton Jetto means that he will kill himself inside, so he only has a chance of succeeding this time.

"Activate the electronic jamming program!"

This is not the first time that the T-50 fighter pilots have flown for the first time, and although this kind of locking is basically a life-and-death, they still have a way to deal with it and hold on to it until the last second.

Swish......

A ground-based missile was launched.

This time it was not a joke, the ground missiles rushed directly up, and the fighter was inseparable as if it was pulling a line with the fighter behind it, and electronic jamming basically had no effect on it.

The only way for the pilots to do so was to delay the time and then come with an air-to-air antimissile.

Bang......

“yes！” The pilot was excited, and an air-to-air missile really worked, and this time it succeeded, and the two missiles collided violently in the air, and then they both died in ashes.

"Preparing for the Second Missile Firing ......" and "Bombarding ......"

But the excitement lasted less than five seconds, and then it was followed by a missile, as if it could never be shaken off.

This is a difficult flight mission, on the one hand, to cooperate with the actions of the head of the ground forces, and on the other hand, to strike at the ground anti-tank, but all these prerequisites are to ensure that they are safe.

Pilots do not tolerate any mistakes, and any mistake is in danger of life.

The two distracting blows did alleviate a lot of trouble for the ground troops, but the soldiers on both sides fought in gunfights, and there were no large firepower weapons, but they were still a little weak, after all, they were few in number.

If it weren't for the soldiers who had just been hiding behind the tank on the left, who had lost a small part of their combat effectiveness due to the explosion of the tank, they would have been stronger, so that the face-to-face firepower would not have an advantage in terms of numbers.

Rumble......

Before Netun Jetto could react and was not ready, the tank on his right exploded, and he did not understand anything.

But the pilot on the T-50 fighter, he sweated in his palms and made a crazy move.

The missile launched for the second time was improved, but not only did the electronic jamming have no effect on it, but at this time, it was too late for the pilot to launch an air-to-air reflex missile, so he decided to take a gamble.

The pilot tried to get close to the ground, calculated the time and altitude when he was closest to the tank, and then found the right time to abandon the auxiliary fuel tank to attract the missile with heat.

There is no doubt that this parabolic motion is effective. The price the pilot paid for this was that he would never dare to do it again.

With the explosion of the second tank, the left and right flanks lost their strength, and now he was the only one fighting alone.

"What should I do if a foreign enemy invades?" The leader roared.

The soldier prostrate behind him responded loudly: "Hit! ”

"We are soldiers, eternal military souls, standing on the border ......" the leader continued to shout.

The soldiers responded loudly in unison: "Defend the territory of the motherland and inviolable." ”

"Hit!"

All the soldiers seized the last opportunity, and the momentum was unstoppable, because the most troublesome things were solved for them, so this was the best moment for them to win, and there was no room for sloppiness.

The completion of the task of the T-50 fighters has gone away, leaving them to believe, trust.

Two-thirds of the soldiers brought by Niton Jetto were lost, and the remaining one-third saw this mighty momentum, coupled with the fact that they still broke into the border, and the losses were heavy, and they had no bottom in their hearts, so they retreated at this time.

"We can't fight any longer, we're all going to die." Bomu is sober.

But Niton Jetto was disrupted by the defeat, and when he heard Bomu say such a frustrating word, he grabbed him by the collar: "As a soldier, if you say such things, I think you are looking for death." ”

Although he was very angry, this was the general trend, and the facts were already in front of him, and there were no twenty soldiers behind him.

"Without him, we can also make our own munitions, why die for a dog," Bomu still wanted to persuade him, "Stay in Qingshan, don't be afraid of running out of firewood, hurry up and order a retreat." ”

Syllable......

Niton Jetto slapped Bo Mu's face, and then shouted that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "It's basically that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and Lao Tzu raised you for nothing." After that, he went to pick up the machine gun on the top of the convertible car.

But as soon as the palm of his hand stabilized the back seat, several bullets hit the barrel of his gun, and the palm of his right hand was pierced, and he suddenly cried in pain, and his entire left arm became numb and powerless in an instant.

"I said it......" Bomu didn't hate the slap he just had, seeing that he was injured, he quickly tore up his clothes and bandaged him one by one.

But the blood still couldn't stop flying out.

"Die, give me the same fate......" Niton Jetto still did not give up, sweat coming from his forehead, and he trembled when he spoke.

Bo Mu knew that he was already stupid, he didn't fight the war like this, and this would only cost all the lives of his soldiers, and this truth can only be understood by being on the battlefield.

So, now the command is in the hands of Bomu, who can command the whole battle, but it is almost over.

He gave the order to retreat sensibly. This is also the wish of the remaining nearly twenty soldiers, who are not willing to fight again, do not want to die here, even if one of them comes back alive.

The leader led his soldiers to fight back and make a final offensive, all because of one reason, they crossed the border.

Dense bullets flew past and again, but the scene was not chaotic, because everything was in the hands of the leader, and Nittonjetto made a final fight of trapped beasts, fighting back and retreating.

The leader seized this opportunity to chase after Nitton Jetto and forcibly drove them out of the border within 100 meters, which was dignity.

The soldiers were as angry as tigers, unable to suppress the anger in their hearts, and pursued them all the way to the edge of the border, until they saw the inscription, until they saw them retreat from the top of the hill.

All the soldiers stood in a row, their toes falling on the line in their hearts, and the shadows looked particularly majestic and majestic under the setting sun, a majesty that had never been seen before, an honor that had never been seen before.

"This is our land, go back......" The leader took the lead and roared, and the soldiers behind him roared: "This is our land, go back ......"

"Go back!"

These words lingered in the air, and they did not disperse for a long time, and the wind blew into the ears of Niton Jetto, who had fled in the wilderness, and into the ears of Bomu, making them frightened.

The figures in the distance were like nightmares, he looked at his pierced palms, and there was only one thought in his heart, he would never step over that line in his life, and he was afraid when he thought of their faces.

It was a sunset afternoon, and they completed their mission so smoothly that so many ambushes were wasted.

However, Dong Hao, who was rescued by helicopter at this time, was not optimistic, after all, a bullet pierced through his back......

The hills in the distance, the sun is setting, magnificent, a figure emerges from behind, standing in place and melancholy, looking at the soldiers here gorgeously, it seems that this side is also its hometown.

It is entourage.