Chapter 47: Saving the GI (3)
Under the cover of the frigate Enterprise, the search party led by Lieutenant Scott landed ashore in the northwestern part of Guadeloupe's eastern island, which was the agreed retreat site for the special operations team. No matter how overloaded the officers and men were, they could only carry food supplies for five days, and even a large amount of kerosene in the team.
In order to cooperate with the search team that went deep behind enemy lines, several infantry companies will be commanded by Captain Deng Jian of the 2nd Combat Battalion to launch a "quite impressive" attack on the front line to share the pressure of the rescue mission as much as possible. According to the order of the General Command, Lieutenant Scott must do everything possible to find Zhu Xiaoli's special squad, and for this he can do whatever it takes. The search team led by Scott has pressed the essence of the entire Chinese Army, and as for the number of elite veterans who have taken on so many elite veterans for a few people, many non-commissioned officers who have already enrolled in the reserve officer training course at West Point are a little incomprehensible.
In the two days since they went deep into the jungle, it had rained several times in the northern part of the eastern island, and almost every soldier of the search party was soaked from the inside out. Moreover, the officers and men also found that under the rain wash, if they did not leave any lasting mark, after a few minutes people would not be able to recognize the place they had walked. As long as you are separated from others by more than ten meters, it is like being alone in a strange place, so getting lost will be a terrible and commonplace thing. Every few minutes, the lead non-commissioned officers of several search teams had to whistle the others by blowing their whistles. Every half hour, the entire search team had to rely on the compass to reorient itself.
In the rain-drenched jungle, more than 60 Chinese Army officers and soldiers formed six search teams, advancing slowly like a small comb, and many veterans kept crouching down to inspect certain corners for clues that the special operations team might have left behind.
"I said Qiao Yan, it's been two days, and you have to retreat in another day, right? I knew I was going to come for nothing. Yu Shan bit a piece of fresh fern. Bored looking at the hazy tropical jungle under the rain. The rubber raincoat actually showed a relaxed expression under the hood. "Maybe they're back to camp from other directions now, and they're still laughing at us for going around like fools here."
Qiao Yan did not say anything, but smiled wryly as he used his rifle bayonet to pluck away the branches that stood in the way.
"You energetic idiot. Don't be silent and be vigilant! Not far away, Sergeant Major Makarov wiped the rain from his face and lowered his slightly tired voice. Hundreds or thousands of wild people could pop up here at any moment and stab you in the ass with their spears! You know, every time I take you out, I'm going to take a big risk. If nothing else, the mere act of losing face will bring me to a disrepute! β
"But I didn't plan to come......" Yu Shan muttered quietly, with a rotten expression on his face, as if he had long been accustomed to this boss's extremely sarcastic attitude towards him.
"Why don't you use artillery to blast or burn these forests little by little?" A European corporal passed by and looked in disgust at the unknown bug wriggling on the trunk of a damp and moldy tree next to him, "If we continue to attack like this, we will lose a lot of people." β
"Huh. You idiot, how many shells and kerosene do you think it will take to wipe out dozens of square kilometers of forest? And it's still raining. It is said that it will last for more than a month. Finally found a second goods that was even more whimsical than himself, Yu Shan quickly laughed, and deliberately smiled smugly at Makarov.
was about to take advantage of the victory to chase and continue to make some verbal gains, when suddenly his stomach made a series of strange sounds. Yu Shan felt a vigorous gas circulating in his lower abdomen, followed by an inexplicable abdominal pain.
"Boss, I think...... My stomach hurts and I want to have diarrhea! Yu Shan instantly covered his lower abdomen and bent down, while pointing to the ground.
"Hell, what's your trick? Give you five minutes, go there and solve it! Qiao Yan, accompany him, don't lose him! The others gathered and took a temporary break. Glancing at the officers and soldiers of the other search groups who were slowly passing between the shadows of the jungle trees in the distance, Makarov's brow furrowed and he waved his hand repeatedly.
"No, no need, there are people watching next to me, I won't be able to pull it out!" Yu Shan shook his head like a rattle, and then ran towards a downhill woodland with his rifle in hand.
After wandering for a minute, Yu Shan found an excellent "toilet". In the corner of a slope that had collapsed due to rain, a few old trees with roots and mud that had fallen on the side of the small slope and the terrain formed a hidden tree hole. Not only is it sheltered from the rain, but there is no water in it.
Even if he knew that he was only a few dozen meters away from the army, the moment he got into the hole, except for the sound of rain knocking in his ears, there was already a terrifying silence around him. The rifle stood to the side and touched the whistle on his neck, Yu Shan took out a cigarette and lit it with confidence, and squatted down in the hollow of the tree. The rampage in the lower abdomen finally found a way to vent, and Yu Shan almost hummed comfortably.
The trunk of the tree above shook slightly, and a cloud of muddy water flowed down and fell right on the cigarette. Yu Shan frowned, muttering foul words and was about to pull out a new cigarette again, when he suddenly noticed a pair of bare legs jumping through the gap in the trunk of the tree overhead, and then a short figure of a Caribbean native rushed into the jungle in the distance at an astonishing speed.
Then more faint tremors and noises came from the rain curtain, and the Caribbeans jumped over the trunks of the trees at the top of the mountain, and disappeared into the depths of the slope forest, and almost no one noticed that Yu Shan was hiding in the hollow of the tree at their feet.
The cigarette in his mouth was trembling slightly, and Yu Shan was already stunned at this time, forgetting the whistle hanging around his neck, and just stupidly watching waves of Caribbeans running in front of him.
It was only when the back of the last Caribbean disappeared that Yu Shan lifted his pants and trembled out of the tree hole, and then seemed to remember something, and ran towards the gentle slope with a rolling belt, almost slipping halfway through. As soon as I reached the top of the slope, I grabbed the whistle and blew it violently.
In just a minute, more than a dozen Chinese Army officers and soldiers emerged from the woods to the west, led by Lieutenant Scott and followed by Makarov with a blue face. It is clear that Makarov almost got out of touch with a nearby search group in order to take care of some idiot with diarrhea.
"Sir, native! A lot of natives went in which direction! Yu Shan gestured and pointed in a certain direction, his legs and stomach trembling.
"But I didn't see anything. Didn't hear it either! Except for the bouncing of you and your whistle! Sergeant Major Makarov took a few steps. directly pulled Yu Shan down behind him. Then he looked at Lieutenant Scott with a solemn expression on his face guiltily, "I'm sorry, sir, I'll send this kid back to the rear hospital when I turn around." He's been a little out of shape lately. β
"Are you sure you're seeing a lot?" Scott held up his binoculars and looked in a certain direction, but there was nothing but the gloomy jungle and the hazy drizzle.
"I'm sure. A lot, at least a few dozen! Yu Shan pointed in the direction behind him, but when he turned around, he himself was stunned, because he couldn't believe that there was a series of places where Caribbeans had appeared just now, but now there was not even a trace left.
"Sir, maybe we should go along." Qiao Yan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, and raised his gun while raising his gun, "I think what Yu Shan said is true." β
Quietly watching, or rather listening, Scott nodded after a dozen seconds. Several non-commissioned officers hurriedly ran behind them and disappeared into the forest. After a while, a faint whistle sounded, and it seemed that all the nearby search teams were going to be gathered.
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In the sudden aftermath battle, Zhu Xiaoli and his subordinates lost contact for almost two days, and he couldn't guess whether his subordinates had successfully escaped from the pursuit, because he himself was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it was difficult to protect himself.
After the break, he ran out of all his ammunition, and the sniper rifle in his hand became a veritable burning stick, and now he can only use a bayonet as a spear. The revolver in the holster still has its last few rounds left, but it is still unknown whether it can fire.
He couldn't remember exactly how many Caribbeans he had killed in the battle, but he knew that there were at least dozens of Caribbean warriors around him and behind him who were still following and besieging him. The marching backpack had long been discarded during the absconding, and even the compass had been lost, and Zhu Xiaoli felt that he had run out of water.
The rain gradually stopped again, Zhu Xiaoli leaned on the trunk of the tree tiredly, stuffed the last piece of plant tuber into his mouth, chewed slowly, and the plant tuber with thick juice replenished the body with more water than nothing. On the thigh, the new injury from last night has begun to inflame, and the whole person is a little dizzy.
It seems that his vision of vainly trying to build the first powerful special forces in the new world has come to an end, and his fiancΓ©e Xia Qiuyu can't wait for him to go back. Looking at the sky split between the leaves overhead, Zhu Xiaoli smiled wryly.
There was a faint noise in his ears again, and the insight skills he had quickly cultivated in tracking and anti-tracking made Zhu Xiaoli realize that the Caribbeans were approaching again. Trying to stand up and continue to get rid of the opponent, but the body that was already high fever made Zhu Xiaoli stop and rest and no longer be able to gather more strength.
Moved directly behind the trunk to hide, then pulled out the last revolver. Zhu Xiaoli breathed hard, and the temperature of his body made him unable to feel the humidity of the environment.
The constantly hunched Caribbeans slowly emerged from the distant woods, clenching their bows and arrows or spears. The low-slung Caribbean warriors seemed to have smelled the breath of final victory, and they all became irrepressibly excited. After a few mutterings, several Caribbeans picked up their pace, took advantage of themselves from several directions, and blocked the opponent's retreat.
", if there's a seed, come on......" Zhu Xiaoli glanced slightly sideways at the jungle behind the tree trunk, revealing a hint of a smile.
The shouts of the Caribbean warriors appeared, fierce and excited, mixed with a hint of anger, as if they were arguing about who was qualified to kill the man who had caused serious casualties to his own people.
After another minute, the sound of the quarrel gradually died down, and the surroundings fell into silence again, and Zhu Xiaoli felt in a trance again in extreme tension.
A vague figure appeared in sight, cautious and hesitant. Zhu Xiaoli pursed his lips disdainfully, slowly raised his hand, and looked at the reticle of the revolver with his hazy vision.
The figure is getting closer, and it seems to be holding a spear in his hand, but it is much taller than the average Caribbean, and it still has clothes on it? Zhu Xiaoli wanted to pull the trigger, but his fingers were weak and a little disobedient.
A young soldier wearing a raincoat, a steel helmet, and a dark green summer military uniform slowly squatted down, took the revolver in Zhu Xiaoli's hand, and then lowered his voice: "Sir, please hold on!" β
Qiao Yan, who took the initiative to serve as the vanguard, turned around and raised his hand, waving frequently to his comrades who were constantly walking out of the jungle behind him.
Sergeant Major Makarov's search squad returned with exciting good news. Captain Zhu Xiaoli, commander of the army special operations team, has found it! After hearing the message. Lieutenant Scott let out a sigh of relief. smiled.
In the fateful minute, the Caribs sensed that a large number of strangers were approaching, and finally gave up the siege of Zhu Xiaoli, and disappeared in the jungle unwillingly. Zhu Xiaoli, who escaped the catastrophe, had no idea what happened in this short minute. Already in a coma with a high fever.
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At night, a simple wooden shed appeared under a certain slope forest, and Zhu Xiaoli had barely recovered his consciousness under the care of the search team's medical guards. The leg wound was re-disinfected and bandaged, and a large dose of anti-inflammatory drugs was injected into the body.
ββ¦β¦ Unfortunately, we didn't encounter a single lost special operator. Lieutenant Scott stood by Zhu Xiaoli's side, looking at a map of the simple escape route drawn by Zhu Xiaoli, with a regretful expression, "They estimated...... Perhaps only God can guide them out. β
"I was careless this time, and I should have retreated a long time ago." Zhu Xiaoli drank the water handed by the medical soldier and sat up with difficulty, "The signal flares are all damp, and I can't get in touch with the base camp." I ran out of ammunition in those days. β
"Captain, tomorrow we will retreat. The task of the special operations team has been completed. They are all brave soldiers, and God will bless them. Scott nodded earnestly and handed over another can of fruit.
"There are at least a hundred Caribs chasing our squad halfway! Lieutenant Scott, you may consider sending some men tomorrow to continue scouting to the east, I've always suspected that there should be a settlement of theirs in the vicinity. Zhu Xiaoli shook his head, he was still not very optimistic about his temporary escape from danger, and even a little unconvinced, "If it weren't for the rainy season and someone being injured, I wouldn't be so easily surrounded by them." β
"No, now it's my job to take you back, Captain." Scott folded up the map and shook his head, "Major, they're already attacking in the south, which can distract the Caribbeans, and this is also within the range of naval guns." β
"But my squad lost all of them because of this sortie!" Zhu Xiaoli suddenly grabbed Scott's arm excitedly, his eyes were red, "I have to give them an explanation!" β
Although he has lived in this country for nearly five years, Scott still cannot fully understand the strange thinking of these Chinese governors, sometimes extremely rational, sometimes extremely impulsive. In his opinion, a failed operation is completely understandable.
"The radio station I carried is also out of order due to water ingress, so I'm afraid I won't be able to convey your request to Major Feng." Scott shook his head helplessly and sighed softly, "The search team is still underwhelmed, and we don't have many supplies. β
Looking at the soldiers who were on guard outside the wooden shed, Zhu Xiaoli also knew that his sudden proposal was too impulsive, after all, even if these soldiers were veterans, their jungle reconnaissance capabilities could not be compared with well-trained special combat soldiers, and letting them carry out jungle lurking reconnaissance missions was basically the same as sending them to death.
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The next morning, there was no rain.
The officers and men of the Scott search team assembled and marched in a group, carrying Zhu Xiaoli all the way to the northwest coastline. The mud and heat created dampness in the forest caused everyone's physical fitness to drop dramatically, and the march was very slow.
At noon that day, the retreating team came to the slope forest where Yushan had diarrhea and was forced to stop advancing. Because gunshots and grenade explosions were heard from the direction of the avant-garde squad.
Soon, a sergeant brought the news that a group of Caribbeans of several dozen people blocked the retreat. Before Scott could make a decision, the squad in charge of the guard sent even worse news that "uncountable" Caribbeans were approaching.
More than 60 officers and soldiers were finally surrounded by an unknown number of Caribs, and Scott smiled wryly at the thought that he had used similar tactics himself. It seems that the Caribbean settlement that Zhu Xiaoli had a hunch was indeed nearby, but this hateful rainy season made it impossible to perceive the environmental conditions thousands of kilometers away.
"Sergeant Andy, you take the main force to escort the captain to break through to the west, don't stop, go directly to the coast!" Scott observed the situation at the top of the slope, and decisively gave the final order to the two sergeant majors beside him, "Sergeant Major Makarov, you take two groups of people to follow me." Cover the retreat here! β
The two men immediately saluted. Makarov is more blunt. He took out his bayonet and loaded it on the muzzle, and then blew the assembly whistle on the troops down the slope with his head down.
Scott...... Sir, we can actually break through together! "Sergeant Andy, who had been transferred from other companies, was a Welshman, one of the first immigrants to come to North America with the Mayflower with Scott. He was also one of Scott's close companions who enlisted in the army at the same time.
"If they retreat together, then everyone will be dragged down, this is their world......" Scott looked at his old friend apologetically, and then put on his steel helmet.
See your boss and stand up for yourself. Andy can only carry out orders as well. After a short time, several groups of officers and soldiers gathered and took Zhu Xiaoli towards the jungle to the west.
Seeing the back of his companion disappear into the depths of the forest, Scott turned around and picked up his rifle: "Sergeant Major Makarov, let the soldiers collect branches, pile them in the clearing, gather the remaining kerosene, and be ready to light the fire at any time." β
"My God! Lieutenant, we're all going to be crushed by artillery! Makarov immediately understood Lieutenant Scott's intentions and was taken aback. To avoid being too loud yourself. Makarov's face was red, otherwise the soldiers who were on a mission to break the back would hear it. God knows what will happen.
"If you can hold out until the shells fall." Scoltra took off the bolt safety and said coldly, "Sergeant Major Makarov, carry out the order, build fortifications, and prepare for battle!" Fight like we did in the Northern Campaign. β
"Carry out your orders, sir...... God, this is terrible! Makarov muttered something that only he could hear, and he could only lead his subordinates to organize defenses.
On the small slope, the soldiers frantically waved their sapper shovels and began to dig makeshift bunker fortifications in the rain-soaked ground. In the open space more than ten meters behind the temporary fortifications, Qiao Xi and Yu Shan were piling up the collected branches into a big pile.
"It's over, it's really over this time, I know it's okay to be with that big monkey!" Yu Shan muttered miserably as he weakly threw a handful of wooden branches onto the pyre, "Why am I so unlucky every time?!" β
"Yu Shan, if I die, when do you return to Daming and help me give this to Cuiya." Qiao Yan, who was dumping kerosene, heard the desperate complaint of his companion, and slowly put down the work in his hand. Looking at the eastern jungle under the small slope, Qiao Yan took his nameplate from his neck and handed it to Yu Shan.
"I'm baba Only the dead take this down! Don't give it to me, bad luck! Yu Shan took several steps back, picked up his rifle and bypassed Qiao Yan, "How do I think you are here to send you to death this time?" I don't want to die, I have to go back to Daming to pick up my mother! Don't send you to death! β
He once casually said that "Cui Ya is mostly married", and he led Qiao Yan to be very depressed for half a year, and the strong "misanthropy" complex on his companion made Yu Shan very unaccustomed.
"......" looked at his companion's "gnashing his teeth" expression, Qiao Yan lowered his head and was silent.
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Rifles and roller shotguns spewed out a dense stream of bullets, grenade explosions and smoke erupted, and more than 40 Chinese Army soldiers, led by Sergeant Andy, armed with bayonets, collided with Caribbean soldiers rushing out of the jungle.
A few hundred meters behind Andy, more intense gunfire and grenade explosions were heard. Andy knew that Lieutenant Scott was buying time for himself with the Broken Rear Force.
"Grenades!" The European sergeant's rough voice rang out in the chaotic woods, and then more than ten seconds later, there was a series of explosions, and a dozen surrounding Caribbean soldiers were blown apart.
"Everyone surround, don't be left behind, cheer up, let's rush out!"
Another soldier next to him was shot in the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground, Andy's blood-red eyes were open, and the revolver in his hand kept firing, knocking over the Caribbean warriors who emerged from the woods. Andy's rifle is no longer where it has gone, perhaps stuck in the corpse of a Caribbean warrior.
Discarding the stretcher, the two soldiers carried Zhu Xiaoli, who had difficulty moving, and struggled to break through to the west in the forest where grenades exploded. Feathered arrows kept coming, causing screams in the evacuation procession, but everyone kept moving, supporting each other to cover the wounded, and throwing grenades in the direction in which the Caribbean warriors appeared.
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In the corridors of the obstetrics and gynecology operating room in the renovated and expanded West Point Hospital in distant North America. There are a number of housewives crowded.
Brenda since yesterday. Signs of labor appeared. He was rushed to the hospital by a neighbor. Unsurprisingly, Brenda, who gave birth to her first child, faced a difficult birth.
Brenda's cries of pain pierced through the door of the operating room, setting off a dead silence in the hallway. Mrs. Potter tugged nervously at her handkerchief, staring at the door not far away, without blinking. On the side, he hugged Brenda's little niece Jessica tightly.
"God willing, Mrs. Scott will be fine." Mrs. Santos drew a cross in front of her and prayed incessantly.
On the operating table, medical staff are still trying to assist Brenda. But now it seems so difficult to encourage it. Brenda clutched the railings on either side of the operating table with both hands, his face pale and sweaty. She was already on the verge of collapse during the 12-hour labor and was in a very unpromising condition.
"Push harder, hold on!" The medical staff also changed several times, all of them were tired and sweaty, but the young woman in front of her had already shown symptoms of detachment.
Maybe after a while, you will have to face the choice between protecting the adult or the fetus.
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Spears and arrows continued to fall on the small slopes, several corpses of the American Army collapsed in the rudimentary fortifications, and a dozen soldiers continued to snipe at the dense Caribbeans in the woods opposite with their rifles. Or use a grenade to blow up a Carib who is getting closer.
The grenade is less powerful in the woods, and Caribbean warriors who have long been familiar with this terrifying weapon have learned the trick of how to dodge grenade damage in a matter of seconds. In order to guarantee lethality. Veterans often waited until their opponents were already close to the fortifications before throwing grenades.
Another volley of several revoltainer shotguns erupted, and a group of Caribbeans who rushed up the gentle slope while the Chinese Army officers and soldiers were reloading let out a scream. A rain of bullets erupted, and the shattered flesh that was close at hand instantly stained the dirt on the edge of the fortifications.
Sergeant Major Makarov duly launched a counter-attack to extend the damage, and the remaining Caribbean warriors retreated like a tide under the threat of shotguns and bayonets.
"When I return to Daming, I will let my mother eat rice every day......" Yu Shan pulled out a bloody bayonet from the body of a Caribbean, then took a few steps back, jumped back into the makeshift fortification, and loaded a bullet as fast as he could, while still trembling and muttering gibberish.
After the battle began, Qiao Yan never spoke, but skillfully aimed, shot, and loaded, and the hit rate was as high as more than 20%. As the boxes of bullets gradually emptied, dozens of Caribbeans had fallen in the woods before the fortifications and under the gentle slope, and many more wounded Caribbean soldiers were struggling in the mud, letting out bursts of terrifying screams. An elite contingent of non-commissioned officers can cause far more damage than an ordinary infantry company.
After holding out for nearly an hour, the Caribbeans were repulsed several times when they were about to break through the defensive line, but the 22 Chinese Army officers and men, including Lieutenant Scott, had already suffered nearly half of the casualties, and the ammunition was almost exhausted.
"Lieutenant, the grenade is gone!" Makarov moved to Scott's side with a bloody face, still twisting his classic sapper shovel in his hand, "4 people have been killed, 5 more are seriously wounded, only half of them can continue to shoot, and there are not many bullets." β
"Then get on the bayonet!" Scott loaded the last bullet into his gun and said with a blank face.
"May God forgive us." Makarov also seemed to have come to his senses, but he silently drew a cross on his chest with a pale face, and ran towards the last of his men with his rifle.
At this time, with the help of the cover of the woods, hundreds of Caribbean fighters once again approached the sniper position at a distance of only 100 meters, and then rushed up and launched a charge.
"Get on the bayonet! Go ahead and fuck those bare-ass idiots! God bless America! β
After the last bullets were gone, the Caribbean was only a dozen meters away from the temporary fortification, and the voice of Sergeant Major Makarov sounded, and then his muscular body with a rifle jumped out of the fortifications and crashed into the dense crowd of Caribbean fighters.
Desperate howls rang out, and in addition to Lieutenant Scott and the men who had long since died or been seriously wounded in the fortifications, only 12 Chinese Army soldiers and hundreds of Caribbeans rushed together, and at this time, more Caribbean soldiers were emerging from the jungle in the distance.
Another block and one send, Yu Shan skillfully stabbed an opponent again, and then turned his waist and kicked a Caribbean warrior who rushed from the side to the ground. But the body lì cost a lot of money, and he also accidentally slipped under his feet. Actually rolled into the muddy water. After several more laps in a row, he finally fell down a small slope.
"I can't die...... Can't die! β
The helmet was gone, and the rifle didn't know where it was lost, and Yu Shan, who had unexpectedly escaped from the fierce battle, finally came to his senses. Shrink your body to the bottom of the slope. When I turned my head, I suddenly found that the place I was in was the hole in the tree formed by the hidden collapsed tree trunk that I found when I had diarrhea yesterday. Yu Shan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly lay on the ground. Like a loach, he crawled into the hole, and then just poked his head out and looked back at the chaotic battle at the top of the slope.
At the end of the line of sight, the figures of Sergeant Major Makarov and Qiao Yan were besieged by a dense network of Caribbean natives, the two of them back to back, but they fell backwards, their bayonets blood red.
Qiao Yan was hit by another spear in the back, and finally lost his strength, and the rifle in his hand fell to the ground. One last glance at the eastern sky, Qiao Yan fell. Rolled down the slope and then lay down in the mud without any life.
The sound of fighting overhead has weakened a lot. It seemed that the final battle of bayonets was nearing its end. Yu Shan was already dirty, huddled in the hole, looking at Qiao Yan's body dozens of meters away, the corners of his mouth squirmed with words that only he could hear clearly.
I just watched it like this, and I don't know how long I watched it. Finally, Yu Shan gritted his teeth, quietly climbed out of the hole, and touched Qiao Yan.
During the entire hand-to-hand combat, Scott just stood quietly in front of the large pile of kerosene that had been poured out of the woods, watching the suicidal battle with a blank face.
Surrounded by Caribbean warriors slowly surrounding, looking at the northern sky, Scott pulled out a lighter.
The damp firewood burned under the influence of kerosene, and puffs of black smoke were a hundred times more violent than the explosion of a grenade. Through the enchanting flames and smoke, Scott saw that the figure of the brave Sergeant Major Makarov had been drowned out by the naked figures of the Caribs, and the fierce bayonet hand-to-hand combat was almost over.
At least 200 Caribbean warriors flocked to the slopes, and the indigenous Caribbeans, who had been slaughtered and hunted by the invaders, finally ushered in their first great victory. They surrounded Scott, jumping wildly, brandishing their rudimentary weapons and letting out rhythmic howls.
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"No...... For God's sake, please, be sure to have a child......"
Brenda was almost unable to hold on, and when the doctor reminded her in her ear, she grabbed the other man by the collar as if she had suddenly returned, and let out a rapid begging sound.
"I can still hold on......" Brenda lifted her upper body slightly with the help of the medical staff, biting her lip tightly, her whole body trembling, and she let out a hoarse cry of pain.
It is hard to imagine the horror of the pain of a difficult birth, and at this moment, all the medical staff in the operating room closed their eyes.
A scream from Brenda reached the hallway, and Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Santos stood up at the same time, both of whom burst into tears. Little Jessica buried her head in Mrs. Potter's dress, and her whole body was shaking.
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On the sea, only 200 meters off the northwest coast of Guadeloupe's east island, the three light cruisers Shuangwan, Long Island, and Silver Valley, plus two frigates, the Liberty and the Enterprise, began to slowly wave their guns and aim them in the direction of the black smoke rising from the distant jungle on the island. This was almost the maximum range of the 90-mm naval gun, but the commander-in-chief of the fleet, Captain Wang Zhihua, still gave the order for rapid fire.
Ten seconds later, a total of 20 90-mm naval guns on five battleships fired a rapid cannon fire, covering the coordinates at a rate of fire totaling more than 100 shells per minute towards coordinates 4 kilometers away. Immediately afterward, in the far south, by a small lake, 4 120-mm cannons also joined the shelling at maximum range.
The black smoke that emerged from the jungle and the explosion of shells that shook the earth surprised Andy and the others who had withdrawn from the encirclement. Everyone stopped in unison, gathered together, took off their steel helmets, and bowed their heads silently.
"Why do we have to come here to die......" Andy quietly watched the churning jungle in the distance, and sat on the ground, gasping weakly. A minute later, Andy, who was in a state of regain, stood up again, but this time, he chose to "disobey".
"Zhang, you take everyone to continue the retreat! Shawnee, Kevin, bring a few people with me! β
With a clear direction of retreat, Sergeant Andy gave the order for a rapid march, and the remaining search party soldiers began to struggle to move on. At this rate, by evening at the latest, they would be able to walk out of the forest and back to the shoreline, leaving this hellish battlefield.
Sergeant Andy himself, with a few of his men, turned around and ran towards the rear of the barrage.
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A baby's cry sounded, and Brenda collapsed on the operating table as if she had been evacuated, slowly closing her eyes, leaving only her chest rising and falling after the intense and weakened body.
After the young nurse carefully handled the child, she walked out of the operating room, and Mrs. Potter and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted them with tears in their eyes.
"What a lovely girl, Lieutenant Scott is a dad."
Joy can make everything look so good, and the crumpled appearance of a newborn baby in your arms is no exception. Mrs. Potter smiled lovingly as she held Brenda's baby girl.
In the operating room, the medical staff entered another round of busyness, Brenda was bleeding very badly, and the slightest negligence could lead to death from shock. It is a pity that today's medical methods in China and the United States are not yet able to perform real large-scale clinical blood transfusion operations, after all, the consequences of improper blood group matching are actually no different from murder.
Jiang Yan, the director of West Point Hospital and a former 120 emergency female doctor, personally supervised the operation this time, and the 40-year-old female director decisively chose to draw her own blood, because she had verified it as type O blood before the crossing. As long as Brenda's blood type is not too weird, theoretically, the 400 ml of blood donated by Jiang Yan can save Brenda.
A large amount of saline was filling Brendana's blood pressure, and on the other side, several nurses began to struggling to infuse Jiang Yan's donated blood. But whether Brenda's life can be saved, including Jiang Yan, everyone has no bottom in their hearts.
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Almost every second, several shells fell at the same time, and undulating blast flames, gunsmoke and shock waves enveloped an area within a radius of several hundred meters. Trees fell, mud splashed, and more than two hundred Caribs ran and screamed under artillery fire. Spears and bows and arrows were discarded, exotic objects they had captured, and the wounded were discarded, but they still could not escape the terrifying explosions that fell into the air.
The Caribs, who habitually liked to run together in the explosion, suffered terrible casualties again, and the shrapnel of the high-speed flight sliced a qiΔ, sending the joy of the Caribs' victory a minute ago into a hell of despair.
The barricade on the slope forest was already shrouded in gunsmoke, and the pyre burning with black smoke had long since disappeared, only the explosion of high temperature flames continued to sweep the land, as if it was about to destroy everything that protruded from the surface.
The shelling lasted 10 minutes, and thousands of 90-mm and 120-mm high-explosive shells almost destroyed the slope forest, killing almost all the creatures that did not have time to escape from the forest.
Dirt covered most of Scott's body, and countless fragments of Caribbean corpses were scattered around it, as well as uprooted burning trees. The young lieutenant fell motionless in the middle of a pile of fallen trees, as if asleep, oblivious to the earth-shaking of the outside world...... (To be continued.) )