"Brother retreated!" Zhan Xia Ge looked at the temporary arsenal full of ammunition boxes in the temporary trench, and shouted into the microphone of the individual portable communicator: "Before you withdraw, give me a hard vote, just this time, give me a grab!" Rob! Rob! Rob! Rob! Grab as much as you can, take as much as you can! Take out the spirit of your holding a woman's **, and take out the strength of your breastfeeding while lying in your mother's arms, and grab it for me with fucking strength!! ”

Hearing the order of the warrior song, a group of Flogaxia's most elite soldiers, like a group of hungry wolves with green eyes from hunger, howled and pounced on the rebels' temporary ammunition depot in the trenches. They carried them on their hands and shoulders, picked up boxes of machine gun bullets and scattered them back, and ran in the direction of the castle.

Clara Emmer was carrying a light machine gun on his back, two boxes of machine gun bullets on his shoulder, and two bullet chains full of bullets hanging from his body, and he ran at a soldier running in front of him: "Alpha, you fucking stupid, what we need at this time are bullets, a lot of bullets, you can carry two boxes of grenades in a few clicks and throw them away, and you can use it for a fart?!" ”

When Alpha woke up from a dream, he nodded vigorously, threw two boxes of grenades full of Russian production into the ground, turned around and ran back. Looking at the wooden box that was shattered on the ground, looking at the iron-headed wooden handles that rolled out of it, and turning their heads on the ground, and spreading out in a radiant shape on the ground, a big bead of sweat, "brushed", rolled out of Clara Emer's forehead.

At this time, Clara Emer must admit that the power of example, especially the power of the leader's example, is infinite, a few hours ago, they were still a family of Führer guards full of gentlemanly elegance, but under the leadership of the warrior song, they were completely infected by the warrior song after just one war, and became a group of wild wolf death squads that could howl and scream when they saw the enemy on the battlefield, constantly talking foul language, and doing things recklessly!

Alpha ran back into the makeshift trench, he found a sturdy blanket from the trench, picked up a pile of machine gun bullets on it, and then pulled it back with all his might, Clara Emmer found that he was really about to go mad, he stared at him, and shouted: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!" Damn, you don't want to live anymore? I don't believe you can drag eight boxes of bullets by yourself, and by the time you get to the castle, you'll be so fucking beaten into a pile of mud by thousands of bullets that you won't even be able to find a single piece of bone! ”

Alpha looked at the mountain of bullet boxes in front of him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded convincingly, and pounced on the makeshift trench again. When Alpha rushed out of the trench for the third time, even the warrior song, who commanded the whole team to retreat, couldn't help but widen his eyes. This time, Alpha didn't know where to find a hand-pushed ambulance in an ambulance, he blushed, lowered his head and desperately carried twelve boxes of bullets, four boxes of grenades, and by the way, put a heavy machine gun, a light machine gun ambulance, and pressed forward.

The ambulance, which was limited to a maximum of two hundred and twenty kilograms, made an overwhelming sound, and in the middle of the push and thrust that Alpha had even exerted to eat milk, this first-aid trolley, which was originally only used as a field of treatment and rescue, carried twelve boxes of bullets destined to be used on the battlefield, two boxes of Russian-made high-explosive grenades, a heavy machine gun, and a light machine gun, with a strange sound of "squeaking, lala", all the way to the direction of the castle.

When the giant electric fan at the top of the castle finally stopped slowly turning and the smoke slowly cleared, all the frightened thugs and rebels were completely stunned by what they saw.

Thirty minutes, just thirty minutes, the death squad led by Zhan Xia Ge, with only two members slightly injured, carried out an absolutely perfect and absolutely cruel special assault operation against an enemy a hundred times their size. At least 2,000 daredevils died between the castle and the makeshift trenches made of cars, blankets, and mud, some of them were killed by machine-gun bullets, some by cluster grenades, some of them were killed by explosives packets, some were hacked to death by machetes, some were trampled to death by themselves, they died in different ways, their stiff, raised hands, still seemed to be silently speaking to others.

Looking at the corpses of the more than a hundred machine gunners and ammunition men in the makeshift trenches, and at the obviously much less ammunition boxes, all the thugs and rebel soldiers fell silent. Because they all knew that from this time on, what they were going to attack would be a war fortress with sufficient ammunition and morale, which could rush out at any time and launch another deadly surprise attack on them. At this time, to attack such a castle with God knows how many light and heavy machine guns and how many boxes of machine gun bullets to move in with crowd tactics is purely to die!

It should be said that until this time, the most tragic battle between the two sides had just begun; From this time on, there is no absolute distinction between hunter and prey.

In the castle, the warrior song, who was covered with freshness, gunsmoke and tears of the black widow daredevil, sat down on a table opposite the statue of the god without paying attention, he stared at the parchment scroll that drew the topographical map of the castle, stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly on the table, making a series of regular crisp sounds. After a while, Zhan Xia Ge said softly: "The battle has reached this level, the 'Angry Lion' organization should also wake up, and stop sending the kind of miscellaneous fish outside to death, right?" Come on, come on, send out the most elite and combat-rich troops of your 'Angry Lion'." Only the kind of elite troops that cannot be mass-produced, and need time and war to cultivate little by little, will die here one after another, and you will feel ...... Heartache! ”

After the enemy was silent for a full hour and thirty minutes, in the trench one hundred and fifty meters away from the castle, suddenly the sound of light and heavy machine gun fire rang out again, and the cry that sounded crazy but obviously weakened sounded loud in the sky, but the troops responsible for launching an attack on the castle did not jump out from behind the trench for a long time.

Zhan Xia Ge sat in a position in the hall where a bullet could not be shot, he listened to the gunfire on the opposite side, the corners of Zhan Xia Ge's mouth rose slightly, and a disdainful smile was raised, "I want to cover it!" ”

"This time, the enemy probably wants to play a special raid operation on us!" Zhan Xia Ge glanced at his watch, slowly stood up, and said to Clara Emer, who had been standing behind him, "It's almost time, get ready, go and welcome our guests." ”

Clara Emer's eyes widened as he looked at the rebel troops who were hiding behind a makeshift trench a hundred and fifty meters away, and who had not yet launched an attack on the castle, and he really did not know how the enemy could "welcome" them when they had not yet begun to attack.

Looking at Clara Emer's puzzled expression, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain location in the castle architectural plan and said: "The castle we occupy now has a total of one hundred and forty-two lookout holes and shooting holes, covering almost all areas of the entire castle, but there are still dead ends that cannot be reached. The enemy had been shooting at us for more than two hours, and they should have discovered this a long time ago. If I'm not mistaken, the machine guns of the enemy in front of us opened fire together, but they were just covering a group of elite troops to sneak into the dead corner of the fire that our defenses could not take into account. ”

Clara Emmer looked at the position where the warrior song stretched out his finger, and his face suddenly changed, "Captain, you mean that a certain elite unit of the 'Raging Lion' organization is going to use explosives to directly blast the walls of the castle from this corner and launch a deadly attack directly on our core?" ”

"As long as the elite troops of the 'Raging Lion' organization that launched a surprise attack on us can successfully storm the hall and form an indoor melee, the charging force composed of soldiers with actual combat experience who have been waiting behind the trenches for a long time will immediately launch a general attack on us. At a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, even at night the ground is covered with corpses, for a highly trained soldier, thirty seconds at most is enough. At that time, under the internal and external attacks, we can still defend this castle with only more than 30 people, and that is a strange thing! ”

Zhan Xia Ge looked at the trench one hundred and fifty meters away that had already been captured by them once, and looked at the professional soldiers behind the trench who were already faintly lined up and ready to launch a fierce attack on the castle, his eyes suddenly raised a trace of essence that could divide gold and gravel, and he said in a deep voice: "Our opponent has carefully designed such a must-kill game, if we don't cooperate, how can we be worthy of their Zen heart?" ”

Walking into a corridor of the castle with Clara Emer and two soldiers, Warrior Song held a gun and sat in the corner in the most comfortable position, he looked at Clara Emmer with an anxious face, and suddenly asked: "Have you participated in the anti-terrorist war?" ”

Clara Emer nodded vigorously.

"Have you ever been a terrorist yourself?"

Clara Emmer, of course, shook her head vigorously.

"Neither do I." "But since I was a kid, when I played games like the police catch the robbers, I liked to play the role of the robbers. After entering the military school, every time I went to counter-terrorism training, especially when terrorists were stationed in a certain building and the special forces were forced to carry out a surprise attack, I would choose to become a terrorist myself. ”

Facing Clara Emer's strange gaze, Warrior Song covered her mouth and chuckled, "I just like the feeling of robbers and terrorists who can play cards without playing cards." I'll tell you a secret, no one in our military academy is willing to go through similar anti-terrorist training with me, and even our headmaster has ordered me not to participate in this kind of training anymore. Because every time I am a terrorist, the end result is always the victory of evil over good, and the victory of darkness over light. Such a result has seriously affected every student's correct understanding of terrorists, and psychiatrists even warn us that if this situation continues for a long time, it is likely to leave a subconscious in the hearts of every student that 'terrorists are invincible'. The classmates who had suffered a lot at my hands were later given me a very nice nickname for a guy who was vying to be a terrorist in training...... Terror Star! ”

Seeing that Clara Emmer was still anxious, Warrior Song also understood that just relying on his boasting here, the four of them, and four guns, he couldn't dispel the tension in Clara Emer's heart no matter what. At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled violently, and a deafening and terrible sound, at a speed of three hundred meters per second, slammed into the eardrums of Warrior Song and Clara Emer, and then a strong scorching wave with the smell of gunpowder smoke, grazed their faces and slammed into them.

Feeling the shock wave brought by the explosion, listening to the sound of the splashing of rocks still echoing in the corridor, and the light footsteps that had already broken into this field, even the battle hero song couldn't help but change his face...... Good accurate directional blasting, good elite troops! Where are the terrorists trained by the "Raging Lion" organization, this is purely the most elite special forces that can almost be compared to China's Fifth Special Force!

In particular, this kind of choice is to carry out fixed-point blasting at a certain corner of the corridor, purposefully remove all possible preset ambush targets within 15 meters, and then pounce into the corridor with lightning speed, without even using smoke bombs and shock bombs, and directly use technological superiority to seize the advantageous terrain to kill all the enemies who are subject to directional blasting, without the most delicate group cooperation, without the most valuable data and materials that have been exchanged for blood again and again, and without a rich cultural heritage of special operations. They would never have been so impeccable!

Such a special force trained with a lot of time and money, they must be well-equipped and have reasonable weapons, Zhan Xia Ge absolutely does not believe that the "Angry Lion" organization will have enough leisure and a lot of money to study this kind of indoor special assault operations.

"Not bad, not bad, really good, more than fifty well-trained special forces soldiers rushed in at one time." Zhan Xia Ge licked his lips and said, "I really want to know...... Can you leave a few more pieces of equipment on your body after the big explosion? ”

In front of Clara Emer and the two Führer's Guardsmen, Warrior Song removed a stone brick from the corner of the wall that had been pried loose, and a putrid smell came directly from under the stone brick, and Clara Emmer knew that it was a culvert used to drain the water in the castle.

Zhan Xia Ge looked at Clara Emer and asked seriously: "If I have asked the priest to fill this drainage canal with nitroglycerin sealed with bamboo tubes and will explode when subjected to violent vibration, they will now float evenly in the canal below this corridor, you can tell me, if I throw a grenade into the canal, can the explosion wave directly detonate all the twenty or thirty cylinders of nitroglycerin in the canal?" Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid that I'll make a mistake in judgment and they'll surprise us from other positions. So, in all the positions of this castle that could be attacked, I asked the priest to put bamboo tubes. Rest assured, it wasn't nitroglycerin, which exploded at the slightest vibration, and our priest had already made a cheap but decent TNT explosive from flour and nitroglycerin half an hour ago. They are safe and stable to use, and can be used directly with a walkie-talkie to detonate a remote-controlled electric detonator made by the priest. If we really can't use it, when we need it, we can just get it back and use it, and if we are really surrounded by people and are weak, we can also use those explosives to die with the enemy in a vigorous way! ”

Clara Emer did not answer, because he had ...... Completely dumbfounded.

The bamboo tube containing nitroglycerin is half suspended in the canal that has been blocked by the order of the warrior song, and half of the water is stored, even if the enemy carries out a directional blast on the walls of the castle, after all, it is not like the grenades thrown directly into the canal, and the nitroglycerin suspended in the water is not enough to cause them to explode. After the enemy rushed into the corridor, who would have imagined that at the foot of their feet, which seemed to have no signs of danger, all of them were hard bluestone floors, there would be a grenade floating everywhere that could explode at any time, and a terrible weapon that could strike them a lethal attack at any time?

Stretching your mind a little further, in modern architecture, even if there is no such thing as a sewer, which building will have no sewer pipes and water intake pipes? Even if you can't put something like a bamboo tube in the pipes that go in and out of the water, it's always okay to fill nitroglycerin directly into it, right? It's really not good, even if you just pour in the No. 92 gasoline that is now priced at four yuan and six cents and two cents, once ignited, the power is not small!

Warrior Song first picked up the automatic rifle, and swept a shuttle of bullets at the corridor where no human figure had yet appeared, and the enemy who was rushing through the castle at high speed froze, obviously not expecting to encounter resistance so soon, Warrior Song opened the fuse of the grenade in his hand, and after throwing it into the drainage ditch, he immediately opened his mouth wide. Clara Emmer, who was heavily trained in military affairs and knew how to protect her eardrums in the event of a big explosion, and two other soldiers, who still had no idea what would happen in a few seconds, were hiding on either side of the corner, all four mouths wide open, looking indescribably funny.

"Boom!"

The grenade that Zhan Xia Ge threw into the underground culvert exploded, and the strong blast wave was instantly transformed into a terrifying propulsion that slammed forward in the narrow canal, and the bamboo tube half-suspended in the canal was pushed hard against the hard stone wall of the canal by this rushing force.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

……

The series of explosions came in waves, and this ancient castle with a history of hundreds of years seemed to burst out again with the brilliance of youth at this moment, as if he had eaten too much ecstasy, where he kept trembling and jumping, squeaking and screaming. One after another, the scorching heat mixed with the dampness, the drunken fire mixed with the smell of rancid and bloody, kept scraping in front of them.

(To be continued)