"The enemy at the front has been eliminated, and small groups of the enemy have fled to the rear." The adjutant briefly reported to the division commander.

The division commander stared at him, he had already seen clearly, the people blocking them were small combat units divided from the opponent's special forces, and there were definitely no more than ten people.

However, these ten people suffered more than 300 casualties under their own men, and the battle loss ratio was as high as 1:30. This is something that cannot be accepted by him in any way, and this is the shame of his life.

The division commander turned his head viciously and yelled, "Do you need to report this to me?" Are all people dead? If there is no death, chase them, chase them, kill them all! ”

The adjutant was startled by the anger in the eyes of the division commander, and did not dare to refute it at the moment, so he turned around and gave the order to pursue the troops in front.

The cheetah sneered and looked at the farce of the Y people: "These Y pigs, what kind of ace mountain division." I think it's just a bunch of waste, trying to chase the special forces in the jungle without using heavy weapons, isn't this looking for death! You know, the jungle is the home of special forces. ”

Perhaps hearing the words of the Cheetah, the commander of the Y Division immediately gave the order to pursue the armored vehicles and tanks along the entire line. The casualties among his men were already too heavy, and now was the time to use heavy weapons. If he continues to play this game of cat and mouse, he will end up in defeat.

Matsumoto and two other special forces were running wild in the mountains, and he had just blown up the body of the cow to prevent the cow from being captured by the other party after his death. This is something that Da Niu absolutely does not want to see, so he has to choose that.

"Brother, go in peace, don't go too far, or I will go to you soon." Matsumoto muttered silently, as if he was talking to the big cow, and as if he was telling the tank that died not long ago.

For their special forces, destroying an enemy more than a dozen times stronger than themselves is already a victory. He had every reason to withdraw at the moment and catch up with the Nighthawks.

But Matsumoto had already made up his mind that he must delay the pursuers and give the large army time to evacuate. Even if he dies, he will die here, and he will never retreat.

"Two brothers, your mission has been completed, and you can go after the big army." Matsumoto said to the two beside him that he didn't want to take his companion to die with him.

"What are you talking about?" One of them shouted: "We are comrades-in-arms and brothers. At the moment when we stood up and chose to stay, we were not ready to go back alive. Are you insulting us? ”

The other person's eyes were also wide, and there was even a thick anger in his eyes. Matsumoto shook his head, a wry smile on his lips. The honor of a soldier is not something that can be shaken by his words. The hope of life only pleases the coward, and for the strong it is an insult.

Matsumoto didn't say anything, patted the two of them on the shoulder, and continued to run forward. After about a kilometer, they collected all the bombs on the trio, and used solid explosives and a small amount of gasoline to form a line of defense against the tanks and infantry.

"It's right here, it's not bad if this place dies." Matsumoto looked at the hillside beneath his feet, and there was a small river not far away. The green mountains and green waters are a good place to bury the bones of the faithful.

The other two laughed, looking at death as if they were at home, they quickly found a cover, and waited for the arrival of the Y people. Their ammunition is running out, and this will be the final decisive battle between them and the Ydu.

About five minutes later, the rumbling of chariots was heard, and the Y people did not make them wait long, and the armored vehicles and tanks opened the way, and rumbled after them.

Maybe the division commander's military order was too strict, or maybe the people of Y Du couldn't imagine that the special forces who were being chased by them would still have time to arrange tricks. The armored vehicles and tanks drove forward without any warning, and pressed straight towards the place where Matsumoto and the others had planted the mines.

Boom.......... huge explosion was accompanied by a blazing fire ignited by gasoline, and solid fuel instantly rushed from the mouths of armored vehicles and tanks into the interior, and quickly burned in the iron cans.

A tragic call came from the armored car, and the fiery figures jumped out of the armored car one by one. Matsumoto and the other two didn't choose to shoot, letting the men rush out so that the troops behind them could panic.

It was only a moment later that a large number of Y-degree soldiers caught up. Seeing that the more than a dozen armored vehicles in the vanguard were all burning in the flames, they were stunned for a while, and they didn't know whether to move forward or retreat.

In addition, many companions who were on fire rushed over, and for a while, many people involuntarily retreated. They couldn't shoot at their fellows, but they couldn't help them, and their hearts were at this point conflicted.

Y soldiers can't shoot at their companions, but Matsumoto can. He and the other two special forces were waiting for this opportunity, and when they saw that the other party began to panic, they immediately fired three guns at the same time, and the roaring gunfire passed through the soldiers who were on fire, and all of them accurately shot at the Y-degree soldiers who rushed up.

For a while, a large number of Y-degree soldiers fell, blocked by their companions who were on fire, and in the panic they could not see where the enemy was. and because he could not kill his companions with his own hands, the casualties suddenly became violent and heavy.

Da-da-da, da-da-da! At this moment, gunshots rang out, and on top of the military vehicles in the rear, the cheetahs who rushed over directly bombarded the soldiers who were on fire with their on-board machine guns. The bullets were jumping, and the killing was going on right before the eyes of the Y-degree soldiers.

Watching his companions fall one by one, the murderer did not change his face. They finally understood that this was a battlefield, a brutal killing war. Without compassion, people who have lost their role should get out of here, that's the rules of the game.

After sweeping the last obstacle, the cheetah stopped shooting and yelled at the crowd in front of him: "Rush, what are you still doing!" It wasn't me who killed your companions, they were Huaxia people in front. ”

This roar spread like thunder in the ranks of the Y Du people, yes, the killer was not a cheetah, it was the Chinese special forces who really caused this qiē. Without the Huaxia people, they would not have come here at all.

The words of the cheetah were like a demonic nature, which made the already exhausted, overshadowed by the shadow of death, and the dizzy head of the soldier go crazy. They rushed forward frantically, unconcerned about the bullets and the thunderbolts that could kill them at any moment.

At this moment, they just want to shred the Huaxia special forces and those who pulled them into this nightmare.

The soldiers of Y went mad, and as a result, they frantically poured in from all directions like locusts. Matsumoto could even see saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, and the crazy Cheng dù was like taking medicine.

"There's really a bit of the bushido spirit of our country." Matsumoto laughed, desperately making the final strafing. His and his companions' bodies were pierced by the multiplier, blood staining the ground in front of them.

But by this time they had forgotten the pain, and there was only one thought left in their hearts. That is to kill more bastards in front of them, kill more to be able to do this, and kill more to buy some time for the Nighthawk and their evacuation.

On the battlefield, it seems that barbarism and modernity are doing the fiercest struggle. One side tried to rush up, but it fell in rows. One side tried to block the attack, but their bullets were getting fewer and fewer.

Click! Matsumoto smiled bitterly and threw away the pistol that had already run out of bullets in his hand, at this moment he had been shot four times, and it was a miracle that he did not die. The other companion was dead, and his body was a little cold.

He and the rest of the special forces pulled the companion tightly, and the three of them leaned together. Although Matsumoto is not a Chinese, he has long defined himself as a Chinese.

The last high-explosive grenade was pinched in the palm of Matsumoto's hand, which he left for himself. He also has the dignity that Da Niu has, even if he is dead, the corpse must not be insulted.

Glancing at the dying companion next to him, the special soldier laughed heartily, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth became the most beautiful scenery at the moment. Matsumoto looked back at the Ydu people who were about to rush to the front, and hugged his companion with the special forces soldier as he yelled.

Rumble... A huge and long explosion spread far away, and at this moment it seemed that even the sky was stained with a layer of blood. Nighthawk, who was already more than thirty kilometers away, shook his whole body, seemed to sense something, and glanced back.

But the forest ahead was thick, but nothing could be seen. There seemed to be a tingling in his heart, and a heart-wrenching sensation immediately permeated his body.

Didn't say anything, let the tears flow. He turned around and followed the team, Matsumoto and the five people of Da Niu bought time for them with their lives, and he must not waste money, he must take the rest of the people, run!

Next to the mangled bodies of Matsumoto and his comrades, a pair of leather boots jumped from the car, stepping on a piece of dry bone. The cheetah frowned, slowly moved away, and saluted slowly with a respectful gaze.

He is also a soldier and respects the spirit of a soldier. Matsumoto and the others deserved his respect for their unswerving qi until death, so he showed the highest etiquette to his enemies.

In the distance, more tanks and armored vehicles drove over. A roar resounded across the land, and rows of trees were knocked down directly by armored vehicles. Armored vehicles and tanks rushed through the dense forest like unscrupulous bulls, crushing the land fiercely.

An armored car stopped as it approached the cheetah, the door slowly opened, and a slightly tired figure slowly stepped out of the car. His eyes were dark, as if he hadn't slept well for many days and nights, and there was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, like an indignation and accusation against the world.

"Mr. Babu, why are you here?" When the cheetah saw this person for the first time, he immediately ran over, saluted and asked in surprise.

In his impression, Babu should be in remote command in the rear at this moment, and should not be here.

Babu looked up at the sky, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Slowly, he lowered his head, with boundless resentment in his eyes: "Where you fall, you must get up, Nighthawk, I will personally come to ask for your life!" ”