Of course, this is an extraordinary army, China is so poor, it is only an agricultural country, and their army is equipped with a bunch of broken things that can barely make a sound and shoot firelight, but the ghost knows where the bullets hit, but the suppressive firepower that this army has has greatly surpassed any of the most elite troops in this book!

After a few heavy breaths again, the commander of the army snatched the walkie-talkie microphone from the communicator, and hissed: "Report, our army has encountered sniper fire from an unknown [***] team in the north area of the box, they are well-equipped and have strong firepower, and they are by no means an ordinary squadron [***]!" It is likely that the [***] team has already put in their most elite trump card, and I ask for immediate fire support! Yes, with the strongest firepower, I don't believe they can really be immortal! ”

Even if it is to express the anger of the people who dare to resist, it is to show a posture of a military power, that is, to completely annihilate such a well-prepared Chinese [***] team, and a group of bombers will once again appear in the sky above this battlefield and anchor on the Huangpu River, and the artillery of various calibers of the Yuben battleship group on the mouth of the Yangtze River will begin to bombard frantically again.

Looking at a bombing queue of medium attack bombers and heavy bombers, passing over their heads, listening to the heavy artillery of the battleships on the Huangpu River, and seeing that their troops were about to be covered by the most terrible firepower, just when everyone's hearts involuntarily began to contract, and even their bodies began to stiffen slightly, they heard the company commander Ma Lan shouting with a smile: "Brothers, have you seen it, I have been scared by us, they no longer dare to rush up, they can only use their planes and heavy artillery to attack us!" Let's get ready, let's get a taste of what it means to rain down! Remember, each and every one of you, try to survive and join me as the last one in that war scale! ”

"Boom!"

The first bombshell finally roared down from mid-air, and after less than a fraction of a second of silence, the earth suddenly wailed in a terrible tear, and the shrapnel that was almost about to burn mixed with large expanses of earth, and the corpses that had been completely torn apart by this terrible force were scattered all over the earth.

At this time, all the people lying on this position only felt deafening, and the irrepressible fear of the creature in the face of death was like an invisible steel knife, stabbing into everyone's eardrums, shaking everyone's whole body trembling slightly.

"Hahaha......"

At this time, Ma Lan was still laughing, she was laughing hard, she was laughing loudly. If the life and death book of the Yama Palace has written her Ma Lan's name, if Niu Tou Ma Mian has already stood by her side with an iron chain, if she is already destined to die in this intensive bombardment, she has sacrificed her life for the country and the people, she has been approved by her father, and she Ma Lan really has no regrets in her life, why can't she smile and die?!

If a soldier is the guts of a general and the soul of a soldier, why can't she, Ma Lan, tie her boiling blood and her wisp of loyal soul firmly to each brother's body before she dies, and let their sparks turn into prairie flames?!

In the midst of such a dense artillery sound, in the carpet bombardment of bombshells like a violent wind and a shower, on such a battlefield where demons dance and even steel begins to burn, in this ruined land that has been bombarded again and again, Ma Lan's firm and passionate voice has always echoed repeatedly on the battlefield.

"Lie on your stomach and don't show your head! You'll die as soon as you show up! ”

"Lying on your stomach, even if you hear the slight tremor brought out by the tank tracks rolling on the ground, you must not move! Shake and you'll die!! ”

"Lying on your stomach, staring wide-eyed as those bombers flew over our heads, flying over our Chinese airspace, even if they dropped bombs on you, even if seventy or eighty pieces of shrapnel were drilled into your body, you had to grit your teeth and lie on the ground and not move!!"

"Lying on our stomachs, we can't shoot their planes, we can't reach their warships, but we have guns in our hands, protect the weapons in your hands and don't throw them away, as long as those soldiers dare to rush up again, we will beat them to grandma's house again!!"

Ma Lan kept shouting like this, but on the battlefield where shells and bombshells rained down, even the people lying next to her couldn't hear her roar. She had already shouted hoarsely, and her voice seemed so faint and so ethereal as the rumbling cannons and bombardments fell to the ground one after another. But as she shouted over and over again, the soldiers who were lying in the shell craters, in the T-shaped bunkers, in the piles of corpses, found a strange sense of security in their commander, in her incessant roaring movements.

Gradually, everyone's blood was ignited and boiled by the shells and bombs that kept falling around them, and gradually, they got used to the sensation of death dancing overhead, a kind of crazy music that could only belong to the battlefield, combining life and death with the most stimulating sensory effects.

If you are afraid, this kind of movement is your talisman, a death spell that can completely destroy your will, your fighting spirit, and your pride.

If you are crazy, if you are excited, this kind of music is the most exciting and difficult sound in this world, and it is a carnival party that allows you to do whatever you want, and completely show the darkest side of your life without any scruples!

Under the leadership of Ma Lan, more and more people began to yell and scream wildly with her.

He took a deep breath and squirted them out of his throat with all his strength, along with his anger, his fear of death, and the grief of seeing his brother die with his own eyes. In the wave after wave of roars, on this battlefield where there was no longer any warmth and exposed the destruction of mankind to the limit, their voices gradually condensed and formed an oath that could almost pierce the eternity of history: "Hold the gun in your hand, lie down, don't move!" Hold the gun in your hand, lie down, and don't move......"

No one moved!

No one retreats!

No one surrendered!

Even they don't know how many shells of different mouths have fallen, how many bombs have fallen on them, and they don't know whether the blood on their faces has come from their ears, which have been almost deafened by shells, or whether they have been splashed from other brothers.

When the dull serial shelling finally stopped, and the battlefield finally fell into a brief calm, a super loud voice continued to echo over the battlefield: "Xiao Yueben, I the banana wax of the sheep's tail of your grandfather's thirty-six ancestors!" You jump into the grave of the dead and pry open the widow's door, you cheat and steal, eat, drink, gamble, smoke, you old ladies drink porridge against the wall, you are fucking mean, shameless, indecent, hard, and rotten! ”

Everyone was stunned, they had to admit that this was really a collection of 5,000 years of Chinese market culture in Dacheng, this was really a thorough scolding and a painful scolding, covered by a rain of bullets that was more fierce than the fire of the Czech light machine gun!

In the midst of the laughter, everyone was going crazy, they were grabbing grenades, clutching upside-down submachine guns, and there was a hysterical knock on the overturned rocks around them, and at this time, where did they still look like a group of well-trained professional soldiers? They are a bunch of madmen, a bunch of hooligans, a bunch of bandits, a bunch of perverts who are tired of being alive and want to hold a grenade and die with the enemy on the battlefield!

Among them, the only one who does not have it is the kind of coward who softens his legs and has dry vocal cords when he hears the sound of cannons!

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