"I'm fucking crazy, that's my instructor and big brother!"

The crisp sound of the AK rifle echoed on the hillside, and two shiny bullet casings jumped out of the chamber of the gun happily, rolling and hovering in the air, and when they finally landed on the hard rock next to the warrior song, making a "clanging" sound, on a big tree three hundred meters away, the second sniper of the Chechen partisan detachment also tilted his body and fell heavily from above.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

……

The rapid but implicit sound of the AK rifle firing in a strange rhythm continued to echo on the hillside, the warrior song pulled the trigger of the rifle in his hand again and again, and bullet casings continued to fly out of the chamber, and the two heavy machine gunners of the Chechen guerrillas, the howitzer gunners of the Chechen guerrillas, and the new rocket gunners of the Chechen guerrillas all fell to the ground with colorful blood flowers.

No one can escape the condescending sniping of the Warrior Song, and no one can escape the revenge of the angry bullet. More than 200 Chechen guerrillas were blinded by a gun and a gun, and when they finally reacted, in a corner of the jungle above them, the roar of hand-held heavy machine guns suddenly sounded, and the Chechen guerrillas, who were almost defenseless with their backs to the mountains and forests, were swept down by Orania.

Immediately on the left side of the Song of War Heroes, the unique gunshot sound of the Type 02 automatic rifle dedicated to China's Fifth Special Force was also sounded when it was adjusted to a single-shot sniper state.

Zhan Xia Song whispered in his heart: "Thank you, my brother! ”

No matter what kind of enemy he was going to challenge, no matter how much dissatisfaction Orlanlia usually had, when the guns of battle began to fire, they would always be firmly by the side of the Warrior Song. Without the tacit understanding and trust of this team, they would not have been able to support themselves until now, let alone be called a three-headed snake by the Chechen guerrillas!

They are a trinity!

Listening to the rapid and rhythmic gunfire on the hillside, and watching the heavy firepower weapons of the Chechen guerrillas being quickly beaten dumb one by one, Zhu Jianjun shouted loudly: "It's the Song of the Warriors, and the Song of the Warriors is eight hundred meters in front of us!" We can't be beaten like this anymore, we have to fight back together with the Song of Warriors, otherwise they will soon be completely suppressed by the enemy's firepower! ”

Gu Nianqing and Bai Yi shouted in unison, Gu Nianqing had just emerged from the place where he was lurking, a Chechen veteran who was lurking less than five hundred meters away from him, had already locked his hidden position for more than three minutes, and was waiting to snipe him, with a cold smile, pulled the trigger of the weapon in his hand.

"Smack!"

The bullet grazed the brim of Gu Nianqing's steel helmet, and a bright spark slid out in front of Gu Nianqing's eyes.

"What a beautiful ......"

As soon as this thought flashed in Gu Nianqing's mind, the bullet directly hit between his eyebrows, and Gu Nianqing, who was shot by the motor reflex nerve, fell to the ground without a struggle.

Bai Yi let out a cry of sorrow: "My brother! ”

Bai Yi really left the Fifth Special Force for too long, he has really integrated into the life of ordinary people, has the joys, sorrows and sorrows that ordinary people are qualified to have, has respect and nostalgia for life, and looks at the brothers who used to eat in the same pot with him and huddle in the same trench to warm each other by their body temperature fall in front of him, Bai Yi is crazy!

He jumped to his feet, raised his weapon and fired wildly at the enemy. In the face of this absolutely unexpected attack, the Chechen guerrillas, who were caught by two forces at the same time, appeared in a moment of confusion, but it was at this time that the heavy machine gun, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly began to roar wildly again, and a string of heavy machine gun bullets that could penetrate any conventional body armor dragged out a bright streamline in the air and slammed into Bai Yi.

Bai Yi's eyes suddenly became blood-red, and he hissed and cried, "Captain?!" ”

At the same time that the heavy machine gun began to roar, Zhu Jianjun jumped up like lightning and tried his best to knock Bai Yi away, but because his sprint was too big, he happened to be standing in Bai Yi's position just now, and more than a dozen heavy machine gun bullets hit Zhu Jianjun's chest, hitting the best soldier and instructor of the Fifth Special Force, who was absolutely calm on the battlefield and had the strongest survivability!

Blood flowed out of more than a dozen bullet holes in Zhu Jianjun's body at the same time, and he gritted his teeth and raised the automatic rifle in his hand, and in the midst of a series of strafing fires, the Chechen heavy machine gunner fell headlong on the heavy machine gun. At the same time, Zhu Jianjun only felt that his feet were soft, and an irresistible pressure came from his body, and he involuntarily fell softly.

Bai Yi pounced desperately, hugged Zhu Jianjun and rolled a few times, and the two of them fell heavily behind the bunker that could temporarily dodge the enemy's dense bullets. Zhu Jianjun, who was shocked, widened his eyes and sizzled in his throat, and he raised his right fist and smashed it his chest, which was full of bullet holes.

"Poof......

Hot blood spurted out of Zhu Jianjun's mouth, and at the same time, he finally squirted out a sullen breath hovering in his chest and abdomen.

"Captain, why are you doing this? You know you're going to be shot if you push me away, why would you do that? Don't tell me that you are Zhu Jianjun, the Zhu Jianjun I know is the coldest and purest combat machine, he never makes mistakes, and he will not use his body stupidly to help others block bullets! ”

Bai Yi was holding Zhu Jianjun's body that was full of holes, he hurriedly wanted to help Zhu Jianjun hold down the wounds on his body, he wanted the blood on Zhu Jianjun's body not to flow so quickly, but he only had two hands, and in the face of more than a dozen bullet holes, his big tears kept flowing downwards and fell heavily on Zhu Jianjun's face. He hissed and cried: "Tell me you're not Zhu Jianjun, tell me you're not him at all!" If you are really Zhu Jianjun, how can you become so stupid and stupid?! ”

"Because...... You're already a human being, and I'm a combat machine! Zhu Jianjun stared at the tears in the corners of Bai Yi's eyes, and said in a low voice: "In our group of brothers, as long as you get married, you have your own family, your own children, and your own responsibilities, I can't dissuade you from following me back to the battlefield, but I must not watch you die on the battlefield." Since Long Jianhui can block one bullet for you, I, Zhu Jianjun, can also block the second, third, and hundredth bullets for you! If only one of us can make it back alive, I hope that person will be you, Bai Yi! ”

"Bai Yi!" Zhu Jianjun suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Yi's hand, and he screamed with all his might: "Help me up!" ”

Zhu Jianjun, who sat up again, grabbed Tie Hui's heavy machine gun, which had been stained bright red with blood, he pointed to the hill where Zhan Xia Ge was lurking, and shouted: "While I can still pull the trigger, I will cover you!" Bai Yi, you run hard for me, use all the strength of your death scythe to run for me, run up that hillside, run to the battle hero song, if you can still see him alive, you only need to tell him one word, our brother's sacrifice is not in vain! ”

Bai Yi stared at Zhu Jianjun, who was covered in blood, with only a few minutes left at most, and once he pulled the trigger of the automatic rifle, he was likely to die in an instant, he couldn't help but be stupid.

"This is on the battlefield, what are you in a daze?!" Zhu Jianjun shouted wildly: "Bai Yi, you fucking run away for me!" Run! Run! Run! If you can't take advantage of the chaos to get out of this ambush circle, if you let us all be wiped out, even if you go to hell and heaven, I will despise you for the rest of my life! Do you understand, not only will I despise you in this fucking life, but I will continue to despise you in the next life, for the rest of my life! A guy who can't even run doesn't fucking deserve to be my friend Zhu Jianjun!! ”

Bai Yi wiped away the tears in his eyes, he took a deep look at Zhu Jianjun again, his nose couldn't help but sour again, he knew that this was the last time he would see this brother, this respectable captain again!

On this battlefield where bullets were everywhere, and they were temporarily chaotic because of their condescending sniping, Bai Yi took a deep breath, he suddenly let out a wounded beast-like howl, the heavy machine gun in Zhu Jianjun's hand began to strafe wildly, and at the same time, Zhu Jianjun shouted wildly with all his strength: "Bai Yi, run!" ”

Bai Yi's right leg kicked this hard land, his body was like an arrow from the string, and more than a dozen bullets whizzed and flew across his face, and the hot stinging sensation once again blurred Bai Yi's eyes. At this time, he heard Zhu Jianjun's shout again: "Bai Yi, if you can go back alive, you must not go to the battlefield again." You are no longer a qualified soldier, go really be an ordinary man, take care of your woman and son! ”

Everyone present, whether it was the Song of War Heroes, the South African Flying Tiger Oranlia, Zhao Haiping, or the partisans in Chechnya who had experienced two civil wars and could be called a hundred battles, were stunned.

They heard a frantic, painful, hysterical, almost human scream, and they saw a man clutching an automatic rifle, spreading his short legs and running wildly where the warring sides could see and weapons.

He's really running so fast!

He's really running like crazy!

He's really wild!

He was crazy, he was crazy, he was wild, he cried, he screamed, and the fiery tears along the way were like arrows of water, with his body temperature, with his amazing sprint speed, with his sorrow, with his pain, stabbing into this hard and miserable land. Behind him, a soldier of China's Fifth Special Force, whose whole body was pierced through the body armor by more than a dozen heavy machine gun bullets, was embedded in his chest, just like a terrible ghost who had just come out of the hell blood pool, he was also laughing wildly, the heavy machine gun in his hand was frantically splashing tongues of fire, and in the bullet casings splashing, one by one Chechen guerrillas were swept down by his accurate shots that could almost be recorded in the history of war, at the same time, Zhu Jianjun's blood, his vitality, his love, and his hatred also trembled with his body. From a dozen bullet holes in his body, it continued to gush outward.

"Bai Yi, you run for me, don't let the last woman scold you for being a bastard! Don't let our brothers, none of them get real warmth, don't let our brothers, the final outcome will be to die on the battlefield! ”

At this moment, at this moment that can be engraved into the eternity of history, where you can sing, you can cry, at the moment when the soul of China's army, China's fighting spirit, China's indomitability, and China's indestructibility bloom without any reservations, Zhu Jianjun let out one painful and expectant roar after another in his heart: "War Song, you give me life!" You have to live with my feelings, love, respect, and care for Yajie'er! As long as you can live, everything I do is worth it, as long as you can bring me ...... No, it's yours...... Yajie'er is happy, even if I die, I can laugh! ”

Warrior Song roared loudly: "Instructor! ”

Oranlia cried out, "Crazy, crazy, all of you [***] are crazy! Why the fuck should I go crazy with you lunatics, how can my eyes be so sour? Holy shit, am I going to fucking cry? Do my South African Flying Tigers shed tears? Hahaha...... Of course I don't shed tears, my tears are drunk...... Damn it...... Why is my heart so uncomfortable?! ”

Zhao Haiping pulled the trigger one by one, and the Chechen guerrillas fell under his gun one by one, and a crazy voice in Zhao Haiping's heart kept shouting: "The Fifth Special Force!" Fifth Special Unit! Fifth Special Unit! Fifth Special Unit ......"

This is a real soldier, this is a real man, this is a real man! can enter such a unit, and can fight side by side with such a man like a soldier like him, even if it is only one day, he Zhao Haiping will die without regrets!

Bai Yi gave up all military dodge moves, he just ran hard, he just screamed desperately, in the shouts of trying his best to exhaust all his love and eyes again and again, his sprint speed surged up again and again when he reached the limit. When the gunfire behind him finally stopped, Bai Yi knew that his brother, his captain, and his comrades-in-arms who had eaten in the same pot had fallen to this land forever.

Behind Bai Yi, a heavy machine gun with angry eyes, with hope and pain and happiness in his eyes, was still sitting there proudly, the heavy machine gun in his hand that had no bullets was still in the noon sun, exuding a faint and cold light of a strong man!

Maybe it was because he was shocked by Zhu Jianjun's tragic murderous aura in the battle that broke the kettle and fought to the death, maybe it was Bai Yi who stimulated all his life potential, and it had reached a level that he couldn't reach with the "death sickle" back then, he ran too fast, maybe it was luck that he finally broke off his noble waist and stretched out his hand of friendship to this veteran of the Fifth Special Army, Bai Yi actually broke through this eight-hundred-meter-long death zone unscathed, and threw thousands of bullets fired at him behind him!

With tears and gunsmoke on his face, Bai Yi found Zhan Xia Ge, he looked at this young soldier who was already the acting squad leader and fangs of the Fifth Special Force, in this young soldier and in his eyes, he saw that he had never had in his life, so strong, so fierce, so angry and terrifying murderous aura.

The eyes of this young soldier are ...... Red!

"Zhu Jianjun has a sentence for me to bring to you."

Zhan Xia Ge immediately showed an expression of listening attentively.

Bai Yi really didn't know the meaning of this sentence, but he still faithfully conveyed Zhu Jianjun's words, and he even inadvertently imitated Zhu Jianjun's expression and demeanor at that time, "Yajie'er is here...... Waiting for you to go back! ”

Tears swirled in the eyes of the warrior song, but he finally didn't let his tears flow, he had more important things to do.

"Can you fight again?"

"Yes!"

"Good!" Zhan Xia Ge stared at the group of Chechen guerrillas who were rushing towards them with only more than 120 people left on the hillside, and said calmly: "We and them are a decisive battle that will never stop fighting, either we all die in battle, or they will all lie in this jungle under our feet!" ”

When more than 120 Chechen guerrillas followed the footprints left by them and broke into the jungle that had been prepared for more than a week, one of the most tragic pursuits and snipers began.

The jungle was filled with gunfire, the roar of mine explosions, the screams of wounded soldiers, and the screams and roars of panic everywhere, which lasted for three hours before it slowly calmed down.

During the six-thousand-meter-long chase between the two sides, there were marks of mine explosions everywhere, the corpses of Chechen guerrillas with blurred flesh and blood could be seen everywhere, and wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness and were lying on the ground groaning.

The scarred Warrior Song, carrying a bloody and still exuding hot tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand, slowly walked back along the battle path they had passed. As soon as he saw the Chechen partisans lying on the ground, whether they were moaning wounded soldiers or corpses, he stepped forward to mend the knife and then looked for bullets, grenades, food and medicine that he needed to replenish from the corpses. Behind him, whether it was Bai Yi, Zhao Haiping or South African Tiger Orlanya, they all unconsciously kept a considerable distance from him.

Zhu Jianjun, Tie Hui, Li Caiwen, and Gu Nianqing put their bodies into four tombs lined up closely, they were their closest comrades-in-arms and brothers before their deaths, they must hope that after their deaths, they can be close together, right? In this way, at least they can find partners in this strange land, and they can also find comrades to chat with!

Put their corpses into the grave that they dug out little by little with their hands, with a saber, with a stick, and with a single shovel. Among them, some of their bodies were still intact, only one or a few more bullet holes, and some of their bodies had been beaten to pieces, and they used their own hands to find the pieces of their bodies piece by piece in the land where the worst battle had taken place, and put them into the tomb piece by piece.

Throwing handfuls of dirt on Zhu Jianjun's body, handfuls of them on Zhu Jianjun's face, tears kept rolling in the eyes of Zhan Xia Ge, but no matter how sad he was, the tears never really flowed out of his eyes. It wasn't until this moment that the warrior song understood why the hero had no tears. Because there are too few things that can make heroes cry, when they use their surnames again and again to overcome their feelings, and forcibly squeeze their tears back into their eyes again and again, they have lost the right and ...... to cry Instinct!

The bodies of Zhu Jianjun and his comrades-in-arms were submerged in the mud little by little, and disappeared from the sight of the warrior song little by little. When the four slightly raised tombs snuggled intimately together, Zhao Haiping flattened the four surfaces and nailed them to the front of the four tombs.

Zhan Xia Ge pulled out his blood-stained tiger tooth fighting saber that no longer knew how many terrorists were attached, and now this saber seemed to have a spirit surname that longed to devour blood, and as soon as it came out of the sheath, it brought out a sharp murderous aura.

Zhan Xia Ge did not dare to engrave this instructor, his eldest brother, the deeds and glory of his life on Zhu Jianjun's tombstone, there are still Chechen guerrillas here, if they can understand Chinese and understand the identity and significance of Zhu Jianjun, a Chinese [***] person, Zhan Xia Ge really does not want to imagine what kind of treatment Zhu Jianjun's body will be subjected to.

The Huya fighting saber sighed and fell on the birch board that it absolutely didn't like, in the sighing sound of the blade colliding with the birch board, the sawdust fell off little by little, when a mountain breeze blew over, sweeping away the last few wisps of sawdust in the knife marks, two words that are not artistic, but absolutely vigorous and powerful, the big characters like a sword appeared on Zhu Jianjun's tombstone...... The spirit of the army!

Facing the four identical tombstones, Bai Yi lowered his head, Zhao Haiping lowered his head, and Orlanya also lowered his head, but Zhan Xia Ge raised his head. In his hand, there was a 7.62 mm caliber heavy machine gun bullet warhead, which was a bullet that he personally dug out from Zhu Jianjun's body with a tiger tooth fighting saber!

The bullet was stained with Zhu Jianjun's blood, and Zhan Xia Ge stared at its narrow and mechanical beauty body, and slowly exhaled a long breath.

"Brother Zhu, here I swear with this bloody bullet that from now on, as long as there are terrorists in this world, as long as we have not entered real peace in China, I will never leave the army. I will finish your unfinished work, and I will continue to walk the unfinished road you have not taken! ”

Several people around remained silent, and Zhan Xia Ge turned his head to look at Oransley and said, "Now that I'm tired, I want to go home!" ”

(To be continued)