"Hurry, hurry! The 82-meter defense zone is our lifeline! Look at your speed! That's how you treat your little life? ”

On the 27th section of the river, Wu Xianfeng sat expressionlessly on a stack of ammunition boxes, not at all worried that the ammunition would suddenly detonate and blow him up into the sky.

The small position echoed everywhere with the rough voice of the new deputy squad veteran knife.

In Wu Xianfeng's opinion, he is not a qualified squad deputy, and if he is encouraged, he just goes back and forth with a few words, and the little soldiers do not put on an expression like taking drugs in time, and they will serve with big feet. Which is this class deputy? The landlord in the movie is about the same.

However, Wu Xianfeng was too lazy to care, and all of them were newcomers, leaving only a few old brothers like Lao Dao.

The battle began on December 8, and now it is the 14th, and the 18 men who originally participated in the battle in the 3rd squad were 7 killed and 7 wounded, which is already the result of eliminating the minor injuries that he was able to continue fighting.

At first, his old partner Xu Qi was still sad when he died, but then he was still an anti-tank man, and the ammunition hand was changed twice, but he no longer felt like crying, and he was really used to it.

The No. 27 section of the river has entered a calm period since yesterday, and the wounded soldiers have finally been withdrawn and replaced with 14 new soldiers.

He also specially asked Xiao Lu for this question, and the answer was very uncomfortable. When did the Futu auxiliaries start accepting recruits from the Standard Army?

The Futu auxiliary team was formed in order to become a Futu, and every soldier here used to be the top soldier in the various island protection teams, and they would not work hard to pass the rigorous assessment until they could not practice, hoping to become the next martial artist, and now, it is obvious that they can't care so much.

It's not all bad news, though. Wu Xianfeng is already the squad leader and platoon deputy who has been replaced, so he can know more news. For example, the battle line between the two sides has been shortened by more than half, and in addition to leaving the most basic surveillance troops, a large number of remote troops have been withdrawn. The defense zone before the 3rd shift was 120 meters, now only 82 meters remain.

The way of setting up fortifications has also been improved by the veterans with blood, the current front of the defense line is fish-scale, the anti-artillery plate is overlapped at a 15-degree oblique angle, followed by the standard flat plate, behind the flat defense line is the anti-artillery hole, dug behind the defense line, the wide eaves can effectively prevent stray bullets and fragments, in case the outer wall of the fish scales is blown up, people will not be directly split like Xu Qi a few days ago...... At least it is possible to deceive recruits with such words.

The amount of work on the new defense line has more than doubled, but fortunately there is a day of preparation, and fortunately they are not as short of supplies as the other side.

I heard that the positional battle hundreds of years ago lasted for several months, Wu Xianfeng couldn't imagine that kind of battle could really be held on to by soldiers?

Drip, drip, drip!

The communicator screamed sharply, and at the same time, the voice of the company commander sounded inside: "All armed into the position!" Shelling! Shelling! ”

Boom Boom! The dense explosion buried the position of the 1st squad next door into a sea of fire, and Wu Xianfeng shouted at the new ammunition player Xiao Lu, and rushed into the anti-artillery hole with his own launcher.

The steel giant-like body of the Type III tank has appeared densely on the opposite bank.

……

Belonging to friend and foe, Lao Qian's feeling at this moment is surprisingly similar to Wu Xianfeng. There was also a deafening roar of artillery, the only difference being that it wasn't them who were bombed, but the Futu warriors who rushed down from the surrounding sand dunes like a tsunami.

"Southeast, Southeast!" Lao Qian desperately turned the roulette wheel to turn the muzzle of the machine gun to the southeast, and the tongue of fire several inches long was accompanied by the sound of the cloth tearing.

He was familiar with the power of the old man, those bullets could shatter even the dunes and rocks, but he couldn't keep up with the approaching black shadows.

Shout! The familiar sonic sniper was probably from Narno overhead, a black shadow flew out upside down, breaking in two, and the remaining four or five quickly dispersed, out of the angle of the old man's shot.

Lao Qian trembled and released the trigger of the machine gun, lay down, and kicked the armor plate above his head, which was the way the machine gunner and sniper in the same car communicated signals to each other, one was thanking, and three were scolding.

Bang Bang Bang! As a matter of course, three times, Lao Qian smiled bitterly, scolding the mother, scolding the mother.

Nation! What is the situation with the fourth tone? Lao Qianzhang was confused, and just wanted to learn from those rookies and asked with their throats, who knew that it seemed to be raining overhead.

Duh! A glittering blade pierced through the armor and reached the tip of Lao Qian's nose, and dark red blood was left along the thin blade, dripping like a waterline hanging from the roof after a rain.

Lao Qian leaned on the inner wall and leaned on the shooting port, facing the huge moon, he saw a figure with his hands behind his back, stepping on an eight-sided giant sword four or five meters long and flying in the air, surrounded by hundreds of light and thin long swords, ethereal like a sword immortal under the Moon Palace.

Han Bafang collapsed butterflies, and the king of the Futu Legion walked on the ice, and came......

This way of appearing is deliberately done by Lou Lubing. At least at this moment, whether it was the small-caliber barrel of the G7 or those annoying sniper rifles, it turned the direction to him, no matter what the command was heard in his ears, seeing him flying his sword a few hundred meters away and stabbing a G7's sniper post and turret into a sieve, the soldier subconsciously reacted and always fought back to eliminate the threat.

The warriors of Futu smoothly rushed into the chariot formation, and a small number continued to entangle those infantry chariots, and a large number of warriors poured into the baggage convoy in the center.

The long sword flew and intertwined into a net, and the butterfly rose high to avoid the sonic shells, blocking the sniper that slipped through the net. Lou Lubing's gaze did not leave the battle below for a moment, if Park Tianhui did not come, this attack would have gained a lot.

The earth was still cracked. Barren sand poured into the sky, turning into strangely shaped beasts, three or five in groups, resisting the warriors who had blended into the convoy. This was followed by a column of water formed by a gushing spring, writhing in the air and entwining other warriors.

The rainbow passage is densely covered with miniature green islands, and it is conceivable that there must be dense waterways and dark rivers under this white sand. It is impossible for the material team of the alliance to give up the convenience of replenishment on Green Island, the route is chosen by others, and Lou Lubing knows that such an environment is beneficial to Park Tianhui and can only accept it.

The long swords that circled around the ice of the building hummed, ignoring the beasts, like sharks smelling blood, and flew towards the water column. The huge Crash Butterfly slowly descended, and in the middle of the convoy, an incomparably thick column of water surged, enveloping Sean. Gru rises into the sky.

"Park Tianhui, won't you come out yourself?"

"It's weird to break the butterfly, it's better if I still don't come out." Speaking is Sean, who is like the focus of the audience, his face is expressionless, and his eyes are dull, so that the whole scene reveals an artistic conception similar to a horror novel, which makes the hairs of those who pay attention stand on end.

"It seems that you lack the heart of a true warrior." Lou Lubing sighed regretfully, he received the news from Maori, it seems that Park Tianhui also received it, in the last game, he suffered a small loss because of lack of defense, and this one came prepared, but he still couldn't provoke the main one.

"One of your divisions will die one less, in my opinion, killing more warriors is much more useful than fighting with you, this is the heart of a warrior."

In the gap between the conversations, more than a dozen warriors were already engulfed by the water column, or surrounded and strangled by earth beasts.

Lou Lubing's long sword is limited, and it can't take care of such a large range. The warriors on the outside line fought against steel giants like G7 with their flesh and blood, and the battle was non-stop, and the accumulated casualties were also not small.

This is the largest sabotage battle in 6 days, nearly 2,000 warriors were used, and the resistance was equally fierce, although it has not been counted, but Lou Lubing has been prepared for huge losses early in the morning, but it is always good to lose less.

"Words are not speculative...... Lou Lubing's eyes froze, and the butterfly accelerated towards the water column in the middle.

Rumble! The column of water swelled and enveloped him, and Sean accelerated in the water, countless currents breaking through the water like drills. The huge Han Bafang machine was flicked, shattered into dozens of long swords of various colors, and formed a circle to smash the rushing torrent, and at the same time there was water to open up, leaving a small space for Lou Bing, in the space, the king of the floating slaughter held a dragon spring with one hand, and pounced with a sword!

Boom! The water column was broken in half by the sword, and under the huge gap, Sean retreated and detached, one hand on the other, forming a roaring dragon head.

With their arms crossed, the water column squeezed together like Mount Tai, and the light gray water and mixed white foam covered everything inside.

One hundred and ten long swords came out of the water like a dragon, rushing out of the turbidity around Lou Lubing, and the handle was combined, turning into the huge and exaggerated Han Bafang again. Lou Lubing held the hilt of the sword thicker than his arm with one hand, and the butterfly swung down.

Han Bafang has eight sides, not so much a sword, but more like a traditional iron whip or iron rod, the water column is blocked by the impact one by one, and they are all smashed like a broken butterfly, Sean's figure falls backwards, and he can never escape the attack range of the giant sword.

The Holy Grail could have been done without counting the damage, but Park Tianhui could not guarantee that the damaged Sean could be repaired in time during the war, so Sean landed, and the beast-shaped puppets scattered everywhere gave up their opponents and gathered nearby, jumping up to block the top of his head.

Rumble! As if slashing on a huge mound, the Avalanche Butterfly that stirred up the sand and dust also lost its momentum, and Sean burrowed into a nearby spring and hid his body.

Most of the baggage carts were on fire, and the springs and earth beasts that blocked the floating slaughter were attracted by Lou Lubing's slash, completely liberating these attackers, Lou Lubing looked around and gave the order to retreat.

The exhausted Futu scattered and retreated, facing several G7s that intended to pursue, and Lou Zhubing, who was broken alone, added a few burning wreckage to the battlefield with a rain of swords.

"Inform the troops, stop chasing." Park Tianhui walked out of an inconspicuous dirt bag, followed by the commander of the 35th Brigade, Xiao Tsang Longtai.

Sean also returned from the rift and returned behind Park Tianhui without saying a word.

"Sure enough, it is the strongest third-order of the Huaxia Alliance, once you are prepared, it is not so easy to take advantage......"

In fact, the real loss of the G7 will not exceed 10 aircraft, but the baggage team has lost everything, and Park Tianhui has to admit that this time the attack is Lou Xubing's victory.

"My lord, there are more than 300 dead enemy casualties, 477 people killed and 385 wounded in our brigade, 7 G7 aircraft damaged and 42 wounded, and only 3 baggage vehicles have been retained, so we don't need to go to the Yalu River." Xiao Ji Longtai reported in a low voice that this result was not unacceptable, there were 300 corpses of Futu collected, plus those who were left on the periphery and taken away, it was estimated that there should be more than 400 people, but the baggage was completely destroyed, and this escort must have failed.

"Then go back, draw up a report and send it to the group army headquarters, this large-scale escort must be stopped, you can consider increasing the proportion of escorts, increasing the number of escort waves, scattering escort routes, and telling Commander-in-Chief Hu that under the condition of reservations, it is impossible for me to block Lou Lubing and Futu at the same time."

"Yes, sir."