Chapter 105: Brutal Battlefield
The little boy was staring at the pancake as if to see a hole. The saliva in my mouth overflowed. Xu Zhiping paused, looked at the baked cake in his hand, and handed it to the little boy.
The little boy snatched the pancake with great speed, and devoured it, and within ten seconds the rest of the pancake was gone, and some crumbs were scattered on the ground, and the little boy crawled on the ground and licked it, and the tip of his tongue was full of yellow crumbs and gray dust of the pancake.
Xu Zhiping looked at the little boy helplessly, there was a hungry rumbling sound in his stomach, he stood up against the wall, his legs were weak with hunger, and his eyes were also black.
It was not until the next day that the government army received an order from the central government that the rebels had been temporarily suppressed, but the central army was understaffed, so the local government army in Sqili sent people to meet them.
When everyone heard the news, they were immersed in joy, and those who were still alive finally had a little hope.
Early the next morning, the leader of the government army sent three truckloads of soldiers to the capital. Two-thirds of the troops were left in Schiri.
In the evening after nightfall, a strange color was slowly enveloping Siqili. The leader received the latest information, and the three truckloads of soldiers sent out were all killed on the road. It turned out that the so-called central intelligence received before was a lie spread by spies sent by the rebel army. When the spy was caught by the government forces, he did not hesitate to raise his pistol and shoot himself in the forehead.
When everyone woke up to the enemy's departure from the mountain, the rebels had already extended their dark claws to Siqili, and there were enemy people lying in ambush everywhere outside the city.
A thunderous flare gun was heard, and a rousing shout came from all directions, the fearless cheers of the outlaws of the rebel army. There are also fighter jets circling in the air, shooting mercilessly at sheltering points like urns.
Countless people have fallen and will never be able to stand up.
Xu Fan led a team of peacekeepers who were fighting to the death against the enemy. Xu Zhiping and Wang Xiaohu crouched behind sandbags and kept shooting at the enemy with machine guns, and the coldness of war made them forget their hunger and fear.
At this time, a grenade was thrown into the range of Xu Zhiping and his teammate Wang Xiaohu, and the smoke was everywhere, and Xu Fan, who was directly behind them, shouted: "Be careful!" Then he flew and pounced on the two, pushed them away and pressed them again, covering Xu Zhiping and Wang Xiaohu under their broad chests.
"Captain !!!" A heart-rending cry sounded, Xu Fan's back was blown into a bloody blur, the blood vessels on his back burst like flowers, and the flesh on his back was as uneven as if it had been torn apart. Xu Zhiping's hands were stained with the blood of his comrades.
He and Wang Xiaohu straightened up, shot at the enemy in a frenzy, raised their shoulder-mounted rocket launchers and launched missiles into the air, and several fighters were hit and fell. However, countless fighter jets were still hovering in the air.
Seeing that his comrades-in-arms around him were falling one after another, Wang Xiaohu suddenly didn't care about anything, carried six gunpowder packets on his back, stood up and rushed forward, and confronted the Ivesu rebels head-on.
"Little Tiger!" Xu Zhiping struggled to cry out in grief.
"Uhh!!h A bullet passed through Wang Xiaohu's head, and then, countless bullets pierced his chest, but the only consciousness he had left told him that he must run forward, he must die worthwhile, the horse leather shroud, brave and fearless!
...... "whoosh" ...... "whoo"! A huge fireball burned twenty meters in front of Xu Zhiping, and the Ivesu rebels who were burned by the flames screamed heartbreakingly, unrecognizable.
Xu Zhiping saw his comrade-in-arms Wang Xiaohu being blown to pieces, and his heart and lungs hurt as if he had been pierced with thousands of holes with rusty iron nails.
He collapsed under the sandbag in exhaustion, and in his mind, the faces of his father, mother and Yang Feng suddenly flashed, and at this moment, a bullet hit his shoulder, and a bomb fell from the sky.
I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that it felt like the world was over.
The once vibrant town of Sqili fell into a dead silence. There was no insect chirping, no dog barking, no rising sun and setting sun, just the lingering breath of the undead and the smell of blood in the air.
A group of people were walking along the road, turning the lying people from time to time to make sure there was still life.
They are the government troops of the capital who came to the rescue. When the local government army of Siqili, which had been deceived into going to the capital, was surrounded and suppressed, they also received information and wanted to rush to the rescue.
A woman with a polka-dot pattern turban rummags through the pile of corpses of the peacekeepers.
When she turned over Xu Zhiping's in the corpse, she probed her nose with her hand, and before she could breathe, she immediately asked the officer behind her to help carry Xu Zhiping out and let the medical personnel perform surgery.
This woman is actually Abast Sevignie, the second daughter of General Abast Langoff, the supreme leader of the capital's military headquarters. She came to Siqili a month ago, disguised as a school teacher, but in fact as an intelligence agent for the government army, observing the local situation. She discovered the rebels' ruse, but when Xu Zhiping rescued her, the communicator fell from her body and was blown up by a cannonball, causing her to fail to contact her father in the capital in time.