After handling this gift of God cleanly and neatly, little Furant took Wu Guoxiong and touched it towards the tank. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 From a distance, he saw that the top cover of the tank was still open, and an orange light was coming out of it, which was obviously the deputy waiting for his companion to return.

Before he could get close to the tank, three or four meters away from the tank, little Ferrant almost flew up, and in a flash, his body had already penetrated through the top of the tank. By the time Wu Guoxiong touched it, the tank soldier who was leaning on the deputy's seat had already broken his neck by Little Ferrant, and the blood stained his headphones that were still on his ears, and the smile on his face was still intoxicated by the musical atmosphere.

Wu Guoxiong saw that Little Furant had solved the problem, so with the cooperation of the other party, he lifted the body of the tank soldier out of it, and after throwing out the body, Wu Guoxiong sat in the co-pilot's seat.

After closing the top cover, Little Furant gave Wu Guoxiong a brief explanation of the weapon coordination in the tank and the work that the co-pilot should do. After Wu Guoxiong's business was familiarized, Little Furant sent a signal to Qiang Xuehui and others.

After getting that Qiang Xuehui and the others had reached the back of his buttocks, Little Furant ordered Wu Guoxiong to replace it with three armor-piercing blasting shells in the supply magazine, and after Wu Guoxiong replied that the preparations had been completed, Little Furant suddenly aimed his gun at another tank only ten meters away from him, and the three shells hit almost the same point.

Although his own shield was unstoppable, but he was familiar with the inside situation, and knew that there was a weakness, little Furrant still used three armor-piercing bullets to penetrate the tank's fuel tank, and seeing that his spear had sent his shield to the sky, little Furrant drove the tank towards the direction of the warehouse gate.

Almost a defensive bunker shot, and soon the threat on the perimeter of the warehouse was cleared by little Forrant. After clearing the outer enemy, little Ferrant drove the tank towards the gate of the arsenal with full horsepower, although the gate of the temporary arsenal withstood the first impact of the 60-ton tank, but when the second impact passed, the door of the arsenal was still a big hole by the brute bull.

Although the alarm inside the base had already sounded, after the unhurried little Furant slammed open the door, he used a headset to Qiang Xuehui and said: "Now give you five minutes, and after five minutes we must retreat." ”

Qiang Xuehui, who heard the order, didn't have time to think about it, so he beckoned and rushed in with fifteen special service members. Although this arsenal was the size of four basketball courts, Qiang Xuehui was dumbfounded when he saw what was inside. Here they came to an arsenal, obviously to a prisoner of war camp. In front of Qiang Xuehui were groups of Nigerian prisoners of war and civilians held in iron cages on the field, they saw Qiang Xuehui rushing in with people, and thought it was a special force to save them, after the cheers sounded, those prisoners of war asked Qiang Xuehui to open the cage for them.

Looking at the thousands of prisoners of war held in the warehouse, Qiang Xuehui was a little helpless to inform Little Forrant of what he saw. After hearing Qiang Xuehui's report, little Furant said angrily on the headset: "This group of, it seems that we have been fooled. The goal is not here, we don't care about them now, we must dismiss them immediately, you take people out right now, right away. ”

After hearing Little Ferrant's order, Qiang Xuehui glanced at the ragged prisoners of war and asked Little Ferrant to save these innocent people. In the face of Qiang Xuehui's kindness, little Furant reprimanded on the headset with some anger: "We are only eighteen people with you, our firepower can only last three hours in a saturated state, and there are three thousand prisoners of war behind you, do you think we can safely take them out of here?" Now you have to evacuate me immediately according to the plan, right now. ”

After Little Furant said these words in a rage, Qiang Xuehui had no choice but to order his fifteen people and himself to retreat from the arsenal. Although Little Forrant's plan was thorough, what he didn't expect was that when Qiang Xuehui withdrew, they were already surrounded by many people.

He could barely see how many people were coming from the other side, the only thing he could see clearly was that the vanguard, which was made up of dense desert tanks, had completely surrounded itself at the door of this so-called arsenal. These troops suddenly appeared out of thin air, and little Forrant's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and before little Forrant could come up with a countermeasure, the person opposite had already started shouting with a loudspeaker.

The specific content of the shout was to ask the little Forrant to lay down their arms, because they had built this base to wait for their arrival. In their shouts, they explained the number of troops and some of the artillery arrangements they had surrounded the little Furrant, and they believed that apart from the steel bridge, the little Furrant was almost unable to escape from the layers of minefields.

The soldier's unique sense of touch made little Forrant immediately aware of the approaching danger, and when he clearly felt that the danger was coming from this tank, he immediately shouted loudly for Wu Guoxiong to jump out of the tank and lie down.

At the same time, he quickly climbed out of the tank and rolled in the direction of the bunker that had not been destroyed. As his body lay straight on the ground and Qiang Xuehui said, "Lie down." Shouting. The land giant that little Furrant had just been driving turned into a living coffin in an instant.

It was hit not only by several armor-piercing shells, but also by two **. With the raging fire on the tank, the earth began to tremble in an instant. The cannonballs pouring into this warehouse from all directions made little Forrant feel as if it was no longer human. Except for the fact that he sensed an inaudible loss caused by the sound of numerous explosions, everything in front of him seemed to suddenly become blurred. His last memory was as if someone had put earplugs in his ear, after which he lost consciousness completely.

Although it was only a short five minutes before Qiang Xuehui sent the rescue signal to the fighter jets hiding in Nigeria in the Blue Bird Country took off to come to the rescue, in these five minutes late, Little Forrant's group paid a heavy price for the death of two special service members, five serious injuries, and all the others were injured. Of course, for the prisoners of war held in iron cages, their fate was almost even more tragic.

The shells that fell from the sky fell under their feet, and the meat sauce that was lifted up after the explosion splashed all over every corner of the warehouse, nearly 3,000 prisoners of war, and finally 800 people who were rescued by the rescue team from the Blue Bird Country. The seriously wounded Forrant Jr. and four other members of the special service team were rushed to the Blue Bird Country for treatment, and all the rescued prisoners of war were handed over to the Nigerian authorities for proper resettlement.

Except for the almost total annihilation of Little Forant's group, the remaining Umegawa Hideko's group and Jabu's group did not encounter much difficulty in the execution of their respective missions, and when they received the signal from Chen Xinyao to destroy the target, they also safely withdrew from the battlefield with the cooperation of the aircraft.

Although Chen Xinyao's success allowed the other two groups to evacuate safely in the midst of the war, Chen Xinyao himself was not so lucky. If the tank driven by little Ferrant is a small living coffin, then the basement where Chen Xinyao is now trapped has become a veritable large coffin.

After learning that enemy special forces had broken into the basement and that the surveillance video had seen that the special forces had completely destroyed the Ebola bacterial weapon, the entire Nigerien military went completely crazy. They threatened to send everyone who entered the basement to the nineteenth floor of hell, and they were to catch them and cramp them, and they would be tortured to death, and they would not be able to live beyond the curse of death.

In order to catch the outlet, the Nigerien military quickly blocked the exit and sent small detachments down to the basement to clear the enemy's special forces. Although the people led by Chen Xinyao were very brave in battle, in the face of the countless soldiers who swarmed in, the bullets they poured out frantically were undoubtedly a little powerless.

After repelling four waves of enemy attacks with high-explosive weapons such as individual grenades, the only weapons available to Chen Xinyao were a gun and thousands of rounds of ammunition. The bullets were quickly drowned out in the shouts of the enemy after the tide of enemies charged again.

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