"At 7 o'clock! Look for concealment! Counterattack! ”

Richard shouted, and then quickly pounced on the trees next to him, using the trees as cover, and kept shooting at the old hairy man on the high slope to the north.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

Bullets kept hitting this small jungle, and sawdust, branches and leaves kept flying.

"Captain, the opponent's firepower is too strong!"

One of the team members yelled, and then waited for a gap, got out from behind the tree, and frantically counterattacked the old Maozi on the opposite high slope.

"Lauren, Lauren, I'm Richard, we have encountered a massive enemy ambush, quickly carry out covering artillery fire on the 274,367 location, repeat, quickly ......"

"Understood!"

A voice came out of the communicator, Richard listened, leaned out again, and after quickly firing a few shots at the old Maozi on the high ground, he quickly shrank back, looked at the soldiers who were almost shrunk in a group, and shouted loudly, "Disperse, disperse immediately, move the defensive formation!" ”

"Sniper, where is the sniper?"

"I'm ...... Rumble! ”

“shit！” Richard scolded, tilted his head slightly to look at the situation on the high ground to the north, and then quickly shrank back, leaning against the trunk of the tree, his chest continued to rise and fall, turned on his communicator again, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Lauren, if your artillery fire doesn't come again, your reconnaissance team will be wiped out!" ”

"Two minutes, Richard, you just need to hold on for two minutes!"

“bitch！” Richard cursed, leaning in a little and counterattacking the enemy on the high ground to the north, but he was very weak under the constraints of the terrain.

Time, walking slowly, these 120 seconds, under the constant gunfire and artillery fire in the place, seems extraordinarily long......

"Whew! Shout! ”

The sound of piercing the air finally sounded one after another in the sky above, and Richard retracted his body that leaned out slightly, and looked into the night sky, but all vision was blocked by the heavy rain.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

With the flashing firelight in this rainy night, the roaring sound continued to come from the high slope in the north, Richard listened, slowly picked up his communicator, and said leisurely,

"Lauren, you know what, I've never felt this explosion sound so pleasant!"

"Then I think you should listen to it more, besides, the helicopter will be there in 10 minutes, Richard, I think your team needs to rest for a while!"

Lauren's voice came from the other side, and Richard listened, with a relaxed smile on his face that had survived the catastrophe, turned his head to look at the highlands that were constantly blooming, and then said into the headset. "Report to each other!"

"Hu Rui, OK!"

"Jarent, OK!"

The voices of the aftermath of the catastrophe sounded in the headset, until the end, only 9 voices sounded, the original team of 20 people, except for 2 people who died on the way to pursue the dialect, the remaining 8 people, in just three minutes of fighting, died directly, and among the 10 people who survived, there were also 4 people with different degrees of injuries.

"Head, I think I can go back home!"

A weak voice suddenly sounded from the headset again, and Richard listened, opened his mouth, and then slowly whispered,

"Bob, I think everyone is reluctant to have you, but I think your wife and children should need you more than we do."

"Thanks, head!"

……

For Fang Yan, this battle caused by Lao Maozi ended with Lao Maozi in the end, and the ending seemed to end with Lao Maozi's defeat......

But Fang Yan did not lose his mind in the warmth of Lao Maozi, but took advantage of the fact that the two sides were still fighting hotly, slowly crawled out of this area of battle, and then forcibly supported his left leg that hurt when he took a step, and slowly, ran towards the distance.

It wasn't until the sound of artillery fire behind him rang out, until the gunfire behind him stopped, until the helicopter flying overhead, and then flying back again, that he slowly slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards the unknown ahead.

Cold, painful, rainy, directionless......

It was not until at last, in the light of the day, that he saw a city through the drizzle, a city that was unusually quiet, without the sound of gunfire or cannon.

After comparing the map and the reference, he realized that he should have come to the direction of N7 on the map, which happened to be the opposite of S1, and this side should be a side battlefield.

Fang Yan watched, put the telescope and map back in the side pocket of his backpack, held the gun, and through the ruins and the wreckage of the car, slowly touched the nearest and relatively well-preserved building, and then jumped in lightly through the open window door.

It wasn't until he searched the whole room and made an early warning device that his expression relaxed again, and he sat directly on the floor of the bedroom, and slowly, took off his muddy combat uniform, and pulled up his left leg trouser leg.

"Shhh Call! ”

A cool breath was gently inhaled by Fang Yan, and then slowly spit out, he looked at his already swollen left calf, and finally shook his head helplessly, slowly opened the medicine box next to him, looked at the various medicines translated from Russian and English, took out two anti-inflammatory drugs inside, and then tilted his head and swallowed it directly.

The sunlight came in from the corner of the window next to it, and the drizzle finally stopped slowly, and a beam of light with a bit of color slowly appeared in the sky, Fang Yan looked at it and smiled, took out a bag of potato chips from his backpack, and Kazkaz ate it.

After the rain, happy, happy......

Fang Yan felt that his current mood was like this, although his whole body looked unusually embarrassed, there was mud on his face, and even his left leg was basically scrapped now, but in the end, he still survived, and the last Wang Bang did not blow up his head......

Thinking about it, he touched his face, and sure enough, he touched the black in his hand, he watched, took a few clothes from the closet next to him, and then wiped his face vigorously.

It wasn't until the third piece of clothing was thrown aside by him that he stood on one foot, jumped on the bed, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep slightly.

The sound of guns and cannons seems to have begun to sound faintly again, and there are bursts of whistling sounds in the sky from time to time, and this seems to be just proof of one thing to the dialect - what you think is the war is not over......