But he soon figured it out. The identity of the target person is extraordinary, and there should be someone around to protect him. If they are allowed to catch people directly without waves all the way, they should consider whether there is fraud in this.

Now someone is ambushing, which just confirms his previous judgment, the target person is in the car in front!

Looking left and right at the people around him, Verangele's face sank, extremely ugly, and quickly thought of countermeasures. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that must be seized! Once he misses it, for him, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

Originally, the strength in his hands was enough to deal with the two cars in front.

Can ...... now

"Get down!" Verangel suddenly let out a loud shout and was the first to throw himself to the side, holding his head in his hands and opening his mouth.

Rumble! The only surviving armored car also exploded into a huge ball of fire. The ground shuddered, the hard ground cracked, crumbling concrete pieces flew everywhere, and a wave of hot air whizzed overhead with shards of steel.

A man in black who reacted a little slowly was swept away by the blast wave, his body was pierced into a sieve by steel shards, and a pile of rotten flesh fell more than ten meters away and remained silent.

Poof, spitting out a mouth full of dust, and his ears roared, the gray-faced Verenguel shook his body with his hands on the ground, and after getting up, he looked at the wreckage of the last destroyed armored car, and the charred and mutilated corpse beside him. The scorching flame shone on his twitching cheeks, and his face was hard to see.

These men in black are the most elite fighters in his hands, and they are also his descendants. His military qualities are very strong, he is brave in combat, and he has completed countless secret missions assigned by the war zone. Speaking of the thirteenth squad, it is also ranked among the top in the entire "Hunter" unit.

Eleven fighters, now only four remain. It's too wronged, it's too aggrieved. Without even seeing the enemy's front, most of them were lost.

Each "Hunter" warrior is carefully selected and tested at various levels before finally wearing the black uniform unique to the "Hunter" unit. They are fiercely loyal to the Empire and are fearless of life and death. All of them are cold killing machines, and they won't blink an eye even if their comrades die next to them. They are real trump cards in the Army.

But now, the strength has not been brought into play, and the other party has not given them a chance to play at all, and they are directly covered by artillery fire, and they are extremely wretched.

"Major, the opponent's ambush position is four hundred meters away, we can approach quickly, and there is still a chance." A "hunter" warrior lying not far away, hiding behind the burning wreckage, took advantage of the flames to shield him, taking advantage of the interval in shooting, and spoke quickly.

Another "hunter" soldier who was lying under the roadbed six or seven meters away, and was loading grenades, also turned sideways and said: "The distance is approaching, let their artillery fire fail." ”

"Major, give the order!"

"Major!"

The four remnants of the "Hunter" warriors joined the battle. They have no concept of avenging their comrades-in-arms, they were born in the Empire, and their souls return to Roland after death. For them, it is a well-deserved destination, and the emotion of sadness is the cheapest emotion in the world. As a real warrior, they don't need to.

But they could not tolerate the disgrace of the "Falcon". Honor is glory, and glory is dignity. The "Falcon" has carried out countless secret missions and almost never failed, but in the past week or so, it has lost many fighters in a row, and has not even touched the face of the enemy, and the "Falcon" has never been so humiliating in its history.

Trample on dignity and dust on glory. Only with the blood of the enemy can the shame be washed away!

Including the major, although there were only five of them, the blade was still bright and could still cut the throat of any enemy. It doesn't matter if it's one person, ten people, or hundreds of thousands. The only way to fight to the death is to the end! The soul returns to Roland!

Verangel propped himself on the ground with one hand, his body quickly rolled on his side, and he quickly rolled under the roadbed, several beams of light almost grazed his body to the place where he had just been, and the ground was burned into fist-sized holes by the instant heat, the edges were charred black, and the white smoke emitted a scorched and unpleasant smell.

He was thinking that the task of his trip was to catch the target person. It's not about fighting worthless enemies! There is no point in doing so! It was his soldiers who died, and he was also heartbroken, but the task must be completed! This has a bearing on his future prospects and development.

The difference between an officer and a soldier is that the official is the hand of the sword, and there is no meaningless fighting and killing, in the eyes of the official, it is just a group of ignorant and reckless men wasting their lives. Official, there is a necessary premise for considering the problem, everything must be beneficial to oneself, and if it is beneficial, it will be done, and if it is not profitable, it will be seen from a distance, or it will be hidden.

The soldier is a knife manipulated by the official in his hand, with no autonomy, no choice, only passive executive power. Their life or death is just a number in the casualty record, and many times, the meaning of their survival is zero! Personal value is zero, and the meaning and value of existence is to pave the way for one official or dozens of officials. Use their life courage to pave the way for promotion and promotion for officials.

The honor and dignity of the collective, in the balance of interests, may not be heavier than the individual alone!

"Give up the grappling and keep the pursuit!" Verangel ordered with a stiff face.

"But the Major...... The soldiers' eyes were red, the hands holding the guns were trembling, and the bulging green tendons on the surface of their skin seemed to burst.

"Execute the order!"

"Yes."

Verengail ducked his head to dodge the beams and bullets that shot from his head. The muscles in his cheeks are stiff, and he secretly grits his teeth and sneaks away. He was followed by the four remaining "Falcon" warriors. Five people hid under the roadbed and traveled very fast. Above them, there is a dense network of intertwined firepower. The concrete pavement was rubbed with countless black marks. Thin puffs of white smoke came out.

In the distance, on the hillside more than 400 years away, the "wild men" who were fighting were suddenly ordered to stop shooting.

"Company commander, what's the situation? Why don't you fight? ”

"Everyone is gone, and they fart!"

"What about us?"

"Withdraw! You look up to the left, at a sixty degree angle, at ten o'clock, and see what? ”

Many "wild men" raised their heads one after another, followed by all kinds of curses. But the speed of action is not slow, clean up the traces of ambush, and then use both hands and feet, lying on the ground and quickly retreating. Dozens of figures quickly disappeared into the woods behind the hillside. There was a faint sound of angry discussion.

"These imperial grandsons, really don't pay attention to it, actually dispatched small fighters."

"There must be big names in the group of grandsons who were just beaten, and ordinary people can't mobilize small fighters. Especially at night, without a special warrant, not a single fighter can fly. ”

"That'...... The big guy was by us? ”

"Not necessarily, but all big people are very shrewd, and when they see that something is wrong, they will definitely slip away first."

"Okay, let's not say a word, hurry up."

“…… But company commander, we are also alone now, where is the next destination? ”

"Go wherever you can take advantage."

"Oh...... What you said company commander makes sense. ”

"Nonsense, why don't I be the company commander and you're a big soldier?"

"Poof...... Ahaha......"

"Brothers, everyone, listen to it, is there a level of what our company commander said?"

"Yes." The voice was not loud, but it was neat, and it was suppressed with a smile.

"How tall?"

"Kindergarten kids are so tall!"

Hahaha...... The laughter grew farther and farther away, and the aftermath was faint. And the night wind swept through the woods, and the sound grew louder and louder.

It's going to be windy.

……

The sound of the explosion behind was clearly audible, especially in such a dark night, the red in the sky was reflected by the fire on the ground.

Someone is fighting in the back, who is with whom? The fat man wanted to investigate, but he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't even slow down, and he was still speeding on the kilometer. It doesn't matter if you sit in the head car of a group of men, everyone can carry it, and if you can't carry it, you can carry it. But the rear car driven by Lin Fan will not be.

Except for the old drivers, who are men, the rest are girls. The body is delicate and tender, and it can't withstand bumps at all. A few of the soldiers in the feather coat can still persevere, and they have had training in physical endurance, but among the dozen or so girls, more than half of them vomited, and their little faces were pale, but they still covered their mouths and endured, they were not ignorant, and they knew that everyone was running for their lives, so no matter how uncomfortable their bodies were, they all endured it, and they didn't want to cause trouble to a few sisters and the driver's uncle.

Uncle Driver? If Lin Fan knew what they were thinking, he would probably drive the car into the ditch, they are only twenty-seven years old this year, okay, sisters?

The uncomfortable appearance of the little girls makes people feel distressed to watch. The body curled up in the seat, as if there was only half a life left. Lin Fan saw all this in his eyes through the rearview mirror, but he didn't lift his foot on the accelerator at all, and as soon as he stepped on the end, the engine spun wildly and the engine roared. The rear tire of the car once again bumped more than ten centimeters above the ground, and then hit the ground hard. Wow wow...... A few more girls retched and vomited a lot of water, their stomachs were already empty, and all the things they had eaten before poured out.

This time there was another Xie Hui who vomited girls, she was not much older than those girls, and it was not easy to hold on until now. And the little girl was very fragile, and after she couldn't help but vomit, tears fell out, thinking that she had disgraced the troops. She is not an ordinary girl, she is an active military member.

Lin Lan, who was sitting in the front row, looked back at the girls, and gently patted Xie Hui's back on her lap, turned around, leaned forward slightly, and said to the feather coat in the front seat: "Miss, it's not a way to go down like this, don't you want to stop getting out of the car?" ”

The feather coat is also difficult, and the current situation is not suitable for parking, but ...... She sighed and nodded.

"Captain Lin, discuss with the fat man in the front car, stop for two minutes."

"Feather girl, no, that's too dangerous." Lin Fan replied expressionlessly, like an unreasonable iron-masked uncle. The girls weren't mistaken.

"I can't even see the shadow of the enemy in the back, why can't I do it? Tell the fat man, just say it's my idea, stop now! The feather coat slapped the back of the seat in front of him hard, and stood up with a tense face, with tall willow eyebrows and round apricot eyes, and the eldest lady was full of majesty.