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Tang Qiuli caught the body of the mountain tiger, "Mountain Tiger and Mountain Tiger" He shouted desperately, with a trace of blood and tears, echoing in the cave, it seemed that the life that had passed, in the voice of the call, could come back suddenly. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

At this time, the mountain tiger's original black and red face was snow-white and bleak, his lips were tightly closed, and his steel-like body was leaning softly in Tang Qiuli's arms, and the five gunshot wounds on his body were still bleeding bright red blood.

Tang Qiuli's eyes darkened, and a boundless fear gripped his heart tightly, making him almost breathless.

The soldiers directly under the guard all know the deep affection between the captain and the commander, which is a feeling that is stronger than blood relations rather than brothers.

The soldiers were stunned by the look of the commander, whose face was pale and his eyes glazed over, as if he had a soulless body.

An inaudible groan woke Tang Qiuli from his dazed state, the thick eyebrows of the mountain tiger were tightly pressed together in pain, he put his head close to the mountain tiger's chest and listened carefully, his strong and powerful heart was still beating vigorously.

This guy is not dead Tang Qiuli seems to have just been under the cliff and suddenly returned to the solid shore just said How can the mountain tiger hang this guy like this lightly scared me to death

He left four soldiers behind, bandaged the mountain tiger with a first-aid kit, and ordered them not to leave Captain Huang even if they paid for their own lives, no matter what happened outside.

Then, he grabbed a light machine gun and rushed to the mouth of the cave like a whirlwind, and the wounding of the mountain tiger made his anger burn to the point of incomprehensible proportions, and Battle followed closely behind him.

At the entrance of the cave, there was still a rain of bullets and firelight, Tang Qiuli glanced at the battlefield and saw a scene that he would never forget.

Nearly 100 soldiers suddenly rushed out of the hole where the mortar detachment was camping, and two people operated a mortar to quickly set up a gun position, and then fired mortar shells at the devil's fire point on the hill.

The devil's firepower, in the light of the explosion, the mutilated corpses, with the weapons in their hands, flew into the sky, and they became dumb one after another, and they could no longer make deadly metal projectiles.

The devil was stunned by this sudden change, however, the mortar fired only one shell, and it was covered by the devil's submachine gun fire, and the soldiers were shot one after another, and fell to the ground silently, and the bright red blood of youth stained the homeland under them.

A seriously wounded soldier struggled, sent a shell into the chamber, the muzzle of the cannon flashed, a devil machine gun flew into the sky, and then, the soldier was hit by more evil bullets, and on the young body, gorgeous blood flowers bloomed, like an unyielding life, making a final gorgeous curtain call.

This is the only mortar that fires two shells, and in the entire mortar sudden strike, only this mortar has an angry flame, this is an ordinary warrior, making the final swan song with his life

Taking advantage of the weakening of the devil's firepower, in the cave where the special detachment and the anti-tank gun unit were camped, the soldiers seized this opportunity to exchange the lives of their comrades, rushed out of the cave, quickly seized the powerful terrain, and launched a confrontation with the devil.

Finally, they were no longer blocked in the hole by the little devils, but there were still dozens of fighters, who fell on this short distance, a distance of dozens of meters, and the remains of the warriors were all over the hillside.

Tang Qiuli also took the remaining more than 30 soldiers of the directly subordinate guards, rushed out of the cave, quickly seized the hillside above the cave entrance, and more than 30 grenades flew towards the devil's position, blowing up the devil's position into flames, rubble jumping, and shrapnel flying sideways.

The battle situation is developing in favor of the Bloody Hand Regiment, after all, it is no longer sealed in the hole, blocked and fighting, and all personnel and weapons can play a role.

But the form is still not optimistic, the devil's troops are too many, and on the devil's position on the opposite hillside, there are countless firing points in the night sky, flashing like a ghost's eye, which is the devil's 100-style submachine gun in the ** bullet rain.

Dense bullets, hitting the rocks, sparks in all directions, like a rainstorm of automatic weapons shooting, resounded through the valley, resounding, it can be seen that the devil's firepower is intensive, ferocious, coupled with the devil's soldiers are well-trained, accurate marksmanship, sophisticated, put great pressure on the troops, it is impossible to break through.

Time, the most beneficial thing for the devil is time, they can entangle the bloody hand group, summon a large number of reinforcements, and surround themselves, then, it is only a matter of time before their entire army is annihilated.

If you want to break out of the battle, it is simply impossible, and now, the battlefield has become a stalemate, if you want to forcibly break through, it is equivalent to shining your back to the devil, the troops have suffered heavy casualties, and the consumption of ammunition is extremely great.

Even if you can break through and take the lightly and seriously injured with you, you will be consumed by the devils little by little in the constant chase battle, not to mention, can you go in the current situation?

Three or four hundred devils broke through the resistance of the fighters, and finally rushed into the cave where the mortar detachment camped, and in the cave, there were only sporadic return shots, and soon, the gunfire disappeared, and the cheers of the devils howled like wolves, mixed with the shouts of "half load, half load".

The soldiers of the mortar detachment were all wiped out by the devils, Tang Qiu left them, and could only watch as his comrades were slaughtered by the devils, but they couldn't do anything, that kind of deep pain, like a poisonous snake, was tearing the hearts of the soldiers who were still alive.

Suddenly, the cheers of the devils turned into terrified shouts, a loud noise, like a volcanic eruption, and like the earth cracking, a fire dragon suddenly erupted from the cave, and the brilliant fire reflected every corner of the valley.

The body of the devil turned into ashes in the blazing flames, a large amount of rubble, flew out, and fell overwhelmingly on the devil's position, this is an indiscriminate attack, the devil was smashed in a hurry, his head was broken and bleeding, countless people were injured, and the loud noise echoed in the mountains for a long time, endlessly, and the flames could not be dissipated for a long time.

It was the surviving fighters of the mortar detachment who detonated all the mortar shells and died along with three or four hundred devils.

The warriors used their young lives to ignite the flame of revenge, and their souls are scattered in the night sky of May in Kanto, and their heroic spirits will forever guard this homeland that was born and grew up in Sri Lanka but has suffered a lot

Tang Qiuli closed his eyes in pain, the scene that happened just now left a deep and indelible mark on his heart.

He completely forgot about the bullets whizzing by his side, his eyes were red, what his ** tactical moves, to hell with it, holding a light machine gun, just shooting, shooting non-stop, his feet were full of empty magazines, and the muzzle of the gun was beating flames, as if his silent language.

The bullets flew sideways, hitting the rocks beneath their feet, sparks and green pines behind them, and the first green leaves and branches full of moisture fell one after another.

It struck him in the arm, and a brilliant flower of blood bloomed, and a guard swooped down in front of him, immediately hit the young body by a dense rain of bullets, and fell at his feet with a smile.

A bullet hit his left leg, and he fell to one knee, the light machine gun in his hand still angry bullets.

Another guard pounced on him and fell down after being hit by the devil's bullet, and the guards went forward one after another, covering their most respected commander, and in the fierce battle, they did not forget their duties, and used their strong bodies to build a human bunker for Tang Qiuli to protect him from fatal injuries.

Tang Qiuli's side had already fallen eight guards, their blazing blood stained the emerald green pine branches and tender pine leaves.

Tang Qiuli's heart has been numb, he has lost his feelings, his tears have dried up, there are too many soldiers who have sacrificed, his heart has been completely soaked in pain and sadness, only full of anger and resentment towards the little devil.

He faced the rain of bullets and chanted loudly: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rests." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty merits and fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon...... Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. Wait to start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

The sound became louder and louder, and in the deafening gunfire, through the thick smoke of gunpowder, layers of bullets rained, and clearly entered the hearts of every soldier.

The soldiers knew that the commander was still alive, that was a god in their hearts, in the rain of bullets, they were still so proud, still so high-spirited, and were infected by Tang Qiuli's pride, even if they were timid and cowardly, they would become fearless warriors, not to mention, none of the soldiers of the Bloody Hand Regiment were of a bad breed

Of course, the devil couldn't understand what Tang Qiuli was shouting, but the small army of the people on the opposite side, who had been besieged and in a desperate situation, suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, this momentum was indomitable, full of determination, and it was the momentum of treating death as if it were home, and fighting the enemy to the end.

In the heart of the devil, there was a faint chill, what kind of troops were on the opposite side, in this case, the fighting spirit was undiminished, the morale of the army was not dispersed, the fighting spirit was like a rainbow, and the opponent was terrible

Although the devils were not killed, there were more than 1,000 devils who fell under the guns of the soldiers and were killed in the caves, which was enough.

The massive loss of blood from the wound made him feel powerless, his whole body was cold, and a little gold star flashed in front of his eyes from time to time, and he was about to fall down several times.

In Tang Qiuli's heart, with the belief that he would die, let me and my brothers and comrades-in-arms fight to the death together

Qiu Quan, who was in another position, was always paying attention to Tang Qiuli, looking at his shaking body, knowing that Xiao Qiu was injured, his anxious eyes were on fire, and he wanted to rush over several times, but he was unsuccessful, but he was cut through his shoulder by a bullet, but fortunately, it only scratched the epidermis and did not affect his action.

A mortar shell, dragging a long scream, exploded suddenly beside Tang Qiuli, and the smoke completely enveloped him.

Qiuquan in the distance, witnessing the cannonball hitting Tang Qiuli, his heart was cold, and he shouted in despair: "Xiaoqiu" There was a trace of blood in the voice.

Tang Qiuli felt that his body was as light as a feather, fluttering into the sky, and suddenly fell into the boundless darkness.

Before he lost consciousness, there were countless voices calling for the commander in his ears, and in front of him was Xiao Ling's smiling face......

(To be continued)

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