Acritus struggled to open her eyes, looked at the dim troop transport cabin around her, sighed and said, "Thank God, I can finally leave this place of bitch." ”

There were other injuries and illnesses in the transport compartment. Acritus heard some of the wounded soldiers still moaning, and the enclosed space smelled of rot, blood, alcohol, and soda.

Perhaps before the pilot could react, a missile crashed into the helicopter gunship's hydraulics. The gunship lost its balance and spun to the ground with a thick and dense cloud of black smoke as if it were having an epilepsy. It may be that the gunner's hand was still tightly holding on to the trigger on the joystick after his death, and the machine gun had been firing shells before the helicopter hit the ground. Strings of shells flew in all directions, tearing apart anything on the other side of the cannon like a long whip of fire, until the helicopter slammed to the ground and broke into three pieces.

All the people who hung the lottery were properly placed, the loading was completed, and there was nothing to do with the defenders here. The defenders withdrew their lines and were represented by the 1st Marine Division. Pozik had the brothers board the convoy, then dragged the stupid Connor into a jeep and hurried out.

The convoy moved away from the messy garbage dump with all the defenders. In Area Nine, this stinky shit was left for the 1st Marine Division. The brethren breathed a sigh of relief, and they swore they would never want to see this again, never to come to this kennel again.

The stone in my heart finally landed, and I finally survived. For a while, everyone was tired and slowly relaxed. It was as if I had shaken off a terrible monster.

Halfway through the car, Pozik suddenly remembered something and reached out to untie his leggings. Take out the letter and postcard from home. The letter his girlfriend wrote to him and the postcard that his best friend wrote to him.

The letter was completely soaked and softened. Pozik had to gently pull the envelope open with his fingers to avoid tearing the letter paper. When he pulled out the letter paper, which was as soft as a rag, he found that the handwriting on it was almost clean. Pozik squinted, carefully scereging the handwriting on the letter.

Looking at the letter from his hometown, Pozik's nose soured, and tears began to hit his eyelids. He sniffed. He blinked, then took off his goggles and wiped his face with his hand. Wipe away tears.

The convoy staggered on the potholed, bumpy dirt road, shaking the people in the car drowsy.

The sound of gunfire faded away, and the surrounding scenery moved rapidly backwards. The convoy ran over potholes. Traveled almost ten miles. Out of Area Nine. The street scene outside the car window was depressed. Gradually, hungry and cold refugees appeared on the road. At first, it was one or two, but as the convoy moved forward, more and more refugees, and gradually it went from a small group to a large group that filled the streets.

Families and families of refugees like migrating birds slowly moved in the direction of the convoy, and some people reached out to the convoy to pray for food and water. Boya squeezed to the turret, opened the top door, and leaned out. Grab a few bottles of water and a few bags of instant food and throw them at the crowd fleeing the famine.

These are the people who have not had time to evacuate after the outbreak of war. This war came too fast. I couldn't react at all. The supply was cut off by the Allies, the logistics hub was attacked by the Allies, and the local government organization could no longer feed these people, so they had no choice but to negotiate with the Allies to let these people survive.

From time to time there were several Allied soldiers patrolling the crowd, who were members of the 70th Infantry Division. The convoy slowed down, and curious soldiers poked their heads out of the windows and top doors to take in the homeless crowd, many of whom even remembered the massacre at Venus Airport that day.

"Don't worry, everyone! We have plenty of room for you! Each of you will be accommodated, and we will keep you safe until this war is over! "There was a soldier on the side of the street shouting with a megaphone.

The further the convoy went, the more crowded it became. When the convoy drove in front of a checkpoint, the convoy could not move. The streets and alleys are full of people, just like the vegetable market. A red plate hung on the checkpoint, and a sedan stopped at the checkpoint, completely blocking the queue behind.

Three soldiers of the 70th Infantry Division were inspecting the car, and one of them, a soldier with an Asian face, was negotiating with the owner of the car to give it up.

The owner turned his head to look at the Allied convoy behind him, indicating that he did not want to give up his car.

The commander of the 3rd Reconnaissance Company, Captain William, wanted to find out the situation, he jumped out of the jeep and walked to the checkpoint. There was a lot of noise, and the captain had to shout at the top of his voice so that the soldiers could understand what he was saying.

Buvic was sitting in a jeep when he saw a young woman walking past the window with a child in her arms. Buvicki pulled a bar of chocolate out of his pocket and handed it to the woman. The woman smiled and handed the chocolate to her child. The soldier standing on the turret of the jeep took out his camera and recorded the moment.

At the moment, we can only wait.

"Hey, Sally!" Taylor on the side leaned his head over: "Do you have a boyfriend?" ”

"Nope!" Sally replied.

"It's a coincidence, I don't have a girlfriend either. Do you know the truth? The moment you got off the helicopter that day, you turned my heart into your man, and I felt like we were a natural couple. You are so charming, you are the standard of a wife in your heart! ”

"Really?"

"Really! I'm a good man! I had never been in a relationship until I was in high school. When I was in high school, a lot of girls came to chase me, but I refused. And this time it's different, I think you're very different, you're so attractive, maybe you and I are a perfect match created by God Himself! ”

Someone in the cabin coughed to hide their snickering.

"Look at me, I'm strong, I'm smart, and I'm a good man with a good heart and noble taste, don't you be moved by it? I know that I am a soldier now, but I have a bright future after I retire! You know, there are many companies that want to recruit me after I retire, but I don't bother with them! What's more......"

"I have a baby. I'm in the first grade. ”

The laughter of the other soldiers around rang out.

“．．．．．． What the? Taylor's expression froze suddenly.

"I've always wanted to tell you that I have a child who got pregnant out of wedlock with my ex-boyfriend."

Taylor's face suddenly became very embarrassed. He looked at Sally as if he were looking at a creature he had never seen before. Immediately, he felt very embarrassed: "I don't understand, this ......"

"I'm lying to you." After speaking, Sally Ha laughed and laughed out all the laughing gas that was holding back in her stomach just now: "You should look at your expression just now, it's so funny!" Hahaha! She laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. couldn't straighten his waist, so he could only pat Taylor's thigh hard, "I was obviously teasing you just now." Are you serious? ”

"Huh." Taylor laughed awkwardly twice in response to Sally.

The Asian soldier of the 70th Infantry Division suddenly noticed that there was something unusual in the car, and immediately picked up his rifle and pointed it at the owner. Other Allied soldiers in the vicinity also noticed this. All raised their weapons and pointed at the private car.

The scene suddenly became extremely tense. The Asian soldier pointed his rifle at the owner's head. Loudly questioning what the strange device in the car was, and asking the owner to get out of the car immediately. The soldiers jumped out of the convoy and surrounded them, taking the other civilians away from the scene.

"What the hell is that? Tell me right away! The Asian soldier roared in the half-baked language of the Hyfen.

"I'm not American." The man raised his hands and looked back at the Allied convoy behind him again, as if he was waiting for something.

"Get out of that damn car! Hold your head in your hands and lie on the ground! Right now! ”

Soldiers of the 3rd Assault Brigade and the 4th Marine Division clutched their weapons and kept them low. Tense nerves and pointed to the private car that could be. Taylor stuffed a beetail grenade into the gun-loaded grenade launcher, and the joke about Sally had long since been forgotten by him.

There was chaos among the civilians around. Screaming like a frightened flock of sheep running in the opposite direction, scattering. All at once there was quite a lot of space on the street. Captain William retreated to his motor, holding his rifle and pointing it at the car.

"I want those refugees to be harmless." The driver looked back at the scattered crowd: "It has nothing to do with them. ”

"Don't fucking bullshit! Get the hell out of here! "The soldier held a rifle in one hand and pulled the door open with the other, grabbing the driver roughly.

Boom!!

There was a loud cry of ghosts and gods, and the private car was blown apart. The life around the car was enveloped in the explosion and crushed. All sorts of flaming debris shot out in all directions. Call! An Allied soldier was thrown by the blast wave and smashed into the windshield of a jeep. One of the soldier's hands was missing, and he was stuck with a three-foot-long, two-inch-thick steel pipe. The windshield was smashed and there was blood all over it.

When the smoke cleared, only the wreckage of a burning private car and a pile of mutilated bodies were left at the scene.

"Enemy attack! It's the enemy! The German soldiers immediately moved away from the convoy and hid on both sides of the street.

On both sides of the street, a large group of armed enemies in civilian clothes suddenly appeared, and they fiercely attacked the German troops in the street with weapons that were not properly disposed.

These people were all pro-American forces that entered Germany voluntarily, or mercenaries more accurately. They did not fall under the jurisdiction of the Allied Command, and they did not have a fixed establishment. To put it bluntly, they are a group of civilians with weapons. The Germans had a headache with these people, and they were struggling with whether to classify them as civilians or armed groups.

They are rats on the battlefield, they have no fixed dwellings and no prescribed discipline. At the same time, each mercenary is an outlaw, and their greed for money makes them have no scruples at all, and they will do whatever it takes to kill more German soldiers, even preferring to attack the Germans with suicide bombings.

These mercenaries had a very accurate marksmanship, and the Germans had to suppress them with bullets at any cost. Cole was beaten by the mercenaries so that he didn't even dare to lift his head, and Connor huddled in the corner of the street with his gun in his hand, shivering. The convoy in the middle of the street was constantly pouring ammunition on the enemy on the buildings on both sides, and the shouts rang out.

Boom! A small bee came up from upstairs, struck Peter's right temple, and then through his left jaw. Peter's head tilted, and he fell limply to the ground. Cut off on the spot.

Sou! A missile blasted over and blew up one of the jeeps in the convoy. The fire began to rise, and two soldiers covered in fire struggled and screamed to get out of the wreckage. Roll on the ground. Some soldiers tried to come to the rescue, only to be dropped to the ground by the enemy.

Gawin thought to himself with some fear, "It's been a bad day! "A helicopter flew over and turned sideways beautifully in the air. Machine gunners on the side of the helicopter began to bombard the enemy upstairs with great intensity, and hot shells poured down like rain. The infantry of the 70th Infantry Division surrounded and covered the departure of the convoy.

"Let's go!" Taylor opened the car door and was about to get inside, when he was hit in the head by a small bee. Syllable! A ripe watermelon is cut open. Watermelon juice flowed all over the floor.

Sally shoots the mercenary and then runs over to find that Taylor's dead face is too dead to die. Sally's nose was sour. Holding back the reaction of nausea and wanting to vomit, he pulled the ID tag from Taylor's neck.

Taylor's body was carried onto an armored vehicle by other soldiers.

Connor ran to a jeep and was about to open the passenger door, only to find a man in the driver's seat. The man turned around. Connor's face turned pale. That man is Mista! Mysta was covered in blood. Dressed in tatters, smiling at Connor! It was the scariest smile Connor had ever seen in his life!

Connor's scalp was numb, his mouth was wide open, and he stammered and couldn't say a word. His eyes were wider than eggs, his hands were shaking, his blood was flowing at nearly the speed of sound, and he was almost on the verge of a stroke. Finally, he began to shout: "I killed him!" No! I killed him! ”

Buvic and Pozike rushed to hear the noise. Holding Connor, he looked inside the car. It was found that there was no one in the driver's seat. Connor must be hallucinating.

"I killed him! I deserve death! ”

There was really no way, and Buvic slapped Connor in the face with a loud slap. Connor fainted. Buvic and Pozik scrambled to lift Connor and stuff him into the back seat of the car.

"The cargo is loaded! Hurry up and get out! An infantryman patted the roof of the jeep with his hand and signaled that the convoy could move on.

Once again, the convoy was at full speed, rampage, and fled.

Upon returning to the Lübeck airfield, a large group of unarmed soldiers surrounded the convoy to help the wounded soldiers off the stage.

The survivors of Platoon A, Company D, 40th Assault Battalion, 3rd Marine Assault Brigade were dirty and tattered. They stared blankly at the busy group of soldiers.

Jax and Alan also ran over and stepped forward to help.

Pozik took off his helmet, tucked it under his armpit, and looked at the row of corpses and wounded soldiers on the ground. The paramedics scrambled to crawl among the wounded.

"Lieutenant! Lieutenant! Major Paske came up with a short soldier with the word gendarme written on his helmet and said: "We do not have enough men, so please understand." Gather at 9:30 p.m. tonight in briefing room 70, you have a new combat mission! ”

Pozik caught up with Paske: "Major, major!" No offense, but there are only sixteen of us left in the platoon! We are no longer capable of fighting! I don't want to get my brethren into another trouble, can you think again? ”

"No! We simply don't have enough people! ”

"But we didn't even have a chance to rest and breathe! With all due respect, sir, you've gone too far! ”

"You have no right to refuse the sir's order!" The gendarmes stepped forward to interrupt Pozik. Pozik shook his hand: "It's none of your business!" ”

The gendarme was enraged, he stretched out a hand, pinched Pozik's collar at once, and said to him very indifferently: "Correct your attitude!" ”

A nameless anger began to burn in his heart, and Pozik slowly clenched his fists.

Pozik lowered his voice: "Take your dirty hands off my collar!" ”

Major Pasque took a few steps back, ready to watch the show. The other soldiers also stopped what they were doing and looked at the two men. Gawyn whispered to Jakes: "I'll bet you twenty dollars, this time Mahjong is really mad, he will beat that incompetent dwarf half to death!" ”

Jax looked back at Gawyn and slapped his hand hard, "Deal!" ”

"Don't give you a shame!" The gendarme's hand that grabbed Pozik's collar pulled it back hard, and at the same time punched him hard with the other hand, trying to punch him in the face, but Pozik blocked it. Before the gendarmes could launch the next offensive, Pozik raised his foot and kicked the gendarmes in the crotch with all his strength. The gendarmes were in unbearable pain, and their whole bodies suddenly lost their strength. But Pozik had not had enough, he raised his leg again and slammed his knee into the gendarme's crotch and abdomen like a shuttlecock until the gendarme's balls were kicked to pieces.

Pozik lost control, and he overturned the gendarme, and then slammed the gendarme in the face with all the bone-breaking techniques he had learned all his life.

None of the soldiers present stepped forward to help, because they were all numb......

Pozik's eyes were red, and he thought of Zhou Cenyou, of all the dead brothers. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the harder he struck. The poor gendarme was beaten to the point that his face was covered in blood, and he realized what kind of person he had provoked. And now he doesn't even have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Die, you damn thing!" Pozik pulled out a one-foot-long dagger from the scabbard tied to his leggings and stabbed the gendarme hard in the face.

But when the blade was about to pierce the gendarme's face, Pozik's hand stopped as if he had seen a barricade truck on the highway! (To be continued......)