The man called out to the other 20 or so people who had come with him and had not fallen into the trap, and it was not difficult to see that this was obviously a reconnaissance platoon, and after seeing the white smoke suddenly rising in mid-air due to ignition, they were sent out by their commander to reconnoiter the situation, and once they brought back the results of the reconnaissance, it was believed that their entire battalion would soon rush over.

In this jungle exercise, if you want to win, compared to fighting against other battalions, what is more difficult is how to determine the position of other battalions in this big jungle as soon as possible, after all, if you can't find an opponent, it is useless to say anything. The stipulation in the exercise, "If not enough signal canisters are launched within the specified time, the entire Beiying exercise will be regarded as a failure" determines that each battalion cannot sit still in the exercise, and everyone must actively look for the positions of other battalions, otherwise they may face the result of total failure in the future, which no one wants to see.

The guy who claimed to be the platoon commander of the 7th platoon of the 22nd battalion shouted twice at it, but found that no one had come to rescue them, which made him feel a very bad feeling in his heart.

Indeed, only the seven or eight people who fell into the trap of the pit just walked in the forefront, and the other twenty or so people did not fall into this trap, but since the other party has entered their own encirclement, the 13th battalion will naturally not let go of these people, and the next encounter of the remaining twenty or so people will naturally not be much better than the seven or eight people who fell into the trap.

I saw that on several large trees around the trap, there were several soldiers of the 13th Battalion who had been arranged in advance, and they were all standing in a horizontal row on the trunks on the sides of the big trees, holding a long log that looked like it had just been cut down not long ago, and the two ends of the long wood were tied with ropes, hanging from the big trees where these soldiers stood.

Seeing that the remaining 20 or so people had already entered the range of their own attack, several soldiers standing on one of the big trees suddenly shouted in unison: "One, two!"

As the words of these soldiers fell, they held Changmu's hands and pulled them back, and then let go.

"Yu!" The whole long log flew forward like a swing, heading straight for the 20 or so people not far below.

"Ahh

Before these people could turn around, they felt a strong wind blowing behind them, and without thinking about it, it was another long log.

The 20 or so people who had not yet recovered from the previous wave of attacks dodged left and right in confusion again, but almost at the same time as they dodged, they heard a "one-two" sound coming from the tree on the side of the side.

Then, the shouts of "One and Two" rang in their ears one after another like a magic spell, and along with these sounds were long logs flying from all directions, and every time these long logs flew out, because they were tied with ropes, they swung back along the original trajectory and returned to the hands of the soldiers standing on the trees, so it is conceivable that this kind of attack is completely endless.

"Ahh

Soon, these people who barely dodged a few waves of attacks couldn't hold it anymore, and the 20 or so people who were a little worse were quickly knocked away by the flying wood, and the slightly better ones gritted their teeth and barely held on for a few more rounds, but in the end they couldn't escape the fate of being beaten away by Changmu.

The remaining three or four people who could still stand up did not wait for a new round of attacks, when more than a dozen people suddenly came out of the surroundings, punched and kicked these three or four people, and then dragged these 20 people to the side of the deep pit where their platoon commander was deep. Then, with a flick of his hand, he threw them down like garbage.

Seven or eight people, including Jim, were still trying to fight with the soldiers of the 13th Battalion standing outside the pit, and suddenly the top of their heads was black, and then a bunch of things fell down on them, and before these people could react to what was happening, they felt their bodies sink, and all the people who tried to climb out of the pit were smashed back into the pit, unlike the previous kick back, this time, they were still pressed with a thick human body.

Everyone tried their best to push away the body that was pressing on their body, and they were surprised to find that the unknown object that had just been suddenly thrown in turned out to be the other 20 people in their row, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Why are you all here?" said Jim, his eyes widening as he looked at a teenager in front of him who was trying to get up.

The young man raised his dirty face and said with a crying voice: "Platoon commander, we were thrown in, and our entire platoon was wiped out. ”

"What?" Jim, who was still holding on to a glimmer of hope, sank in his heart when he heard the boy's words.

This pit trap was dug in a hurry, so it was actually not very big, it was full of 30 people at the moment, and it was already quite crowded inside, and after everyone in the pit got up, suddenly, the soldiers who had been around the outside retreated behind them, and then, several people appeared in front of everyone in the 7th platoon of the 22nd battalion.

Jim raised his head and found a handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes standing on it looking at him, seeing this boy, Jim's mind flashed the figure of the young man holding a strange big sword who led the 13th battalion into the central field before the drill began.

"Battalion 13?" Jim's eyes shrank suddenly, "Who did I say!

Jim had just finished speaking, and before Situ Jin could speak, Murray, who was standing behind him, had already stood up, laughed, and said, "Haha, how is it?

"Hmph!" Jim sneered, "When did a garbage battalion dare to be so crazy?

"Phew!" As soon as Jim's words fell, Murray had already spat out, and the spit was impartial, and it landed on Jim's face: "What the hell, I'm so dead, and I'm still talking nonsense here, it's really shameless!"

"I beg you to get us out of here!" shouted Jim, "or in a moment our whole battalion will come, and you will be good-looking!"

Murray wanted to scold, but Abbott, who was standing beside him, didn't give him a chance, but preemptively spoke: "Originally, I was afraid that they wouldn't come! But now that you are all in our hands, I believe that your chief will soon lead a team after seeing that you will not go back for a while!"

"What do you want to do?" asked Jim.

"Don't be nervous!" Marven had already unconsciously imitated Situ Jin's tone: "This is just a drill! As long as you get the signal canister of your battalion, you can leave soon." ”

"You're dreaming!" Jim said viciously: "With your old battalion, you still want to get the signal tube of our 22nd battalion, it's really a fool's dream!"

"It's all said, don't be nervous!" Marven still said in a calm tone: "You will know if we can get your signal canister in a while, as for now, you just stay here!"

From beginning to end, Situ Jin didn't say a word, and now these guys in the 13th battalion also know the temper of their own little battalion commander, it's not that they don't speak, but they don't speak at all in this kind of thing, it's just that, fortunately, everyone can do it for them.

As soon as Marven finished speaking, Situ Jin had already turned around and walked towards the big tree where he was sitting.