Lie on your stomach and don't show your head!

You'll die as soon as you show up!

Lying on your stomach, listening to the tank tracks rolling on the slopes of the rocky and steely hills, feeling the peculiar slight tremor of the ground as dozens of tanks charge together, you must not move!

Shake and you'll die!!

Lying on your stomach, listening to the fighter jets whizzing over your head, and feeling the terrible pressure brought by this murderous weapon of the purest steel, you must grit your teeth and lie on the ground without moving!

If you mess around, you will not only die, but you will die a terrible death!!

The hillside on the north shore had been completely blown up by fighter jets three or four times, and even the pilots did not know how many missiles they threw into it, and how many machine gun shells they fired. On the 1,200-meter-long and 200-meter-wide hillside defense line, there were bomb craters, blown weapons everywhere, broken bodies everywhere, bleak blood everywhere, and clouds of gunpowder smoke rising everywhere.

In this defensive position without any cover, there were five hundred Shura legion soldiers, no one knew how they survived the bombardment of the cover surname again and again, they lay with the dead bodies, they were soaked in blood and their bodies were motionless, they didn't hear the commander's orders, they were just breathing corpses!

The battalion commander died, the deputy battalion commander took over, the deputy battalion commander died, the company commander took over, the company commander died, and the platoon commander took over...... Whenever the U.S. Marines and the U.S. Maritime Self-Defense Force rushed to their positions behind the Stingray light tanks, they would always hear a roar with a different accent, but with the same heroism, the same tragedy, and the same ease: "Brothers, send me these dogs back to Grandma's house!" ”

With this order, a large group of Shura legionnaires were like zombies crawling out of their graves, carrying blood to support their mutilated bodies...... The whole hillside came alive.

The U.S. Marine Corps is going crazy, and the Maritime Self-Defense Force is going crazy, they have never seen such a force, and they can't imagine that there are such perverted troops in this world!

"They're not people, they're not people!" A Marine soldier couldn't help but scream: "Three times, we've attacked three times, we've blown up the entire hillside a few times, why aren't you dead?!" Why are you still alive to stand up! You're dead, aren't you? We're fighting ghosts and zombies, aren't we?! ”

Listening to the screams of this Marine soldier, looking at the beasts lying in the bullet casings with a stream of red blood all over their bodies, a chill slowly swelled up in everyone's hearts.

"I'm your grandmother, I haven't killed enough Ben, of course it's not over! Not only do I have to kill enough Ben myself, but I also want to earn back the share of the brothers who went first! ”

In the frenzied roar, the bullets rained down like a storm on the already frightened US Marines and the members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, and as soon as they exchanged fire, they were swept down one by one like wheat facing a harvester.

"Da Da Da ......"

A heavy machine gun was pulled out of the rubble, and the machine gunner held it in the crack in the stone, and he screamed as he fired wildly, "Hahaha...... Holy shit, this heavy machine gun even blew up the tripod, and it's still fucking usable! Are the ammo hands, the ammo hands all fucking dead? Give me the bullets! ”

"Bang! Bang!! Bang......"

A sniper struggled to pull the trigger of the anti-materiel sniper rifle in his hand, and he shouted wildly as he fired: "Your heavy machine gun tripod is broken, and even the scope of my gun has been blown up, isn't Lao Tzu a shot?" ”

Defensive grenades rained down on the armor plate of the Stingray light tank, and one of the rocket gunners laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Lao Tzu killed four tanks alone, it's really fucking enough to make money......"

Before he could finish speaking, the rocket gunner fell to the ground, and the loader hissed: "Doctor, where is the doctor, my brother has been shot!" ”

The military doctor who rushed over in response to the call can definitely be on the cover of any military magazine, he carries a first-aid kit in his left hand, an AK47 in his right hand, a steel helmet on his head, several heavy machine gun bullet chains around his neck, and twelve or thirteen grenades on his waist.

The military doctor threw the bullets at the heavy machine gunner and shouted wildly: "Save some use, the ammunition man is already fucking dead, these bullets are what I took from him, if Lao Tzu also hangs, you will crawl out and find bullets by yourself, all over the place!" ”

The military doctor rushed to the side of the rocket gunner and put down the first aid kit, first picked up the AK47 and fired at the US Marine Corps soldier who was already rushing in front of him for a long time, and then smashed out a few grenades, before he had time to free his hands to check the rocket gunner, and then looked at the rocket launcher he threw to the side, frowned and shouted: "Damn, he used this kind of play to blow up three tanks?" How many shots did he fire?! ”

"There are probably more than twenty cannons!"

"Good, good, good, this kid is a fucking hero!" The medic picked up the first-aid kit and shouted, "He's finished!" ”

The bombloader grabbed the military doctor, pointed to his combat partner, who was already closer than his own brothers, and hissed with all his strength: "You take a good look at him again, I beg you to examine it carefully, although he has many wounds on his body, none of them are fatal, although he has shed a lot of blood, but his body is very strong, and he will not fall down because of this!" How can such a big living person say that he is dead?! ”

The military doctor shook off the other party's hand and shouted viciously: "I know that this kid is very strong, otherwise he would have hung up a long time ago, how can he still support it until this moment?!" Knowing that if this kind of rocket launcher is used, its anti-recoil system will collapse, as long as thirteen cannons are fired in a row, the heart will be ruptured because it can't bear the load, and he can still fire more than twenty cannons in a row, he is purely looking for his own death! ”

It was such a group of soldiers who were wounded and disabled by the bombing, and in the face of the strafing of the fighters, the tanks that ran up, and the well-equipped and menacing US Marines, they burst out with an astonishing murderous aura one after another.

The stray arrows abandon the cold

The blade fell with blood

A car of brocade books

The company camp is dusk and strong

This body settles down in the country

Gaze at the smoke and sand

Bloody eyes refer to the firmament

Fight for three thousand miles

……

The heroic chant echoed across the battlefield, everywhere there were crazy shouts, everywhere there was hysterical and abnormal laughter, all the people were crying and laughing, all of them stared at the blood-red eyes, and aimed all the weapons they could use at the enemy and smashed them hard.

"Give me back my home!"

"Give me back the country we created with our own hands!"

"Give me back our bustling Dragon Soul Island!"

……

The anger of losing the Motherland, the hesitation of losing the most reliable leader, the pain of losing the homeland, the grievances of the six long months of waiting to wrap themselves in the North Pole in the North Pole, all turned into a roar at this moment, into the bullets they fired, into the grenades they threw out!

There is no force in this world that can stand up to this utterly angry beast on the ground.

Yes, they are beasts in their purest form!

If it is human, how can they not know pain, not fear, and not know escape?

"Long live the Shura Legion!"

With a frenzied howl, someone jumped out of the crater, shrunk his whole body into a ball, and slammed into a tank head-on, the sharp steel thorns pierced his skin, and his body was like a sieve, constantly spraying blood outward, and when his body rolled under the tank tracks, he smiled. It was only at this moment that the members of the Maritime Self-Defense Force who were following the tank could see clearly that he was carrying about a kilogram of TNT explosives in his arms.

"Long live the island nation of Civilas!"

"Long live the proud big brother!"

"Long live the Valkyrie Qi Xiaoxia!"

"Smiling flying fox Zhao Yonggang, I'm fucking here to accompany you!"

……

With a roar, explosions were heard everywhere on the battlefield, and the advance of those menacing Stingray light tanks, forming a movable steel wall, was finally interrupted under the attack of the suicide surname again and again.

The Shura Legion once again proved to the world that their super-first-class mercenary group can not only create their own country, can fight breathtaking raids, can play the most terrifying terrorists, but can also forcibly confront the elite troops of the world's military power, such as the United States, on the frontal battlefield, and use their scorching blood to write immortal legends on the battlefield.

No matter how shrewd a commander may be, no matter how cunning and tactically erratic, on the battlefield there will still be the most tragic war of attrition that cannot be avoided.

More people died than those who were seriously injured, more serious than lightly injured, and more lightly injured than ...... They simply don't have anyone who hasn't been hurt!

In just two hours, the 500 Shura Legion guarding the north shore of Guam had a casualty rate of more than sixty percent! When they withdrew from the battlefield, the person in charge of commanding the entire battlefield turned out to be only a deputy platoon commander! The commanders of the other battalions, companies, and platoons were all killed.

"Report Big Brother!" This hero, who was covered in blood, tried his best to straighten up in the face of me, revealing the only white fang in his body that was not drunk by the gunpowder, "We have taken out eighteen tanks and nearly eight hundred infantry in the face of enemy fighter and naval artillery attacks, and now they have gone back to their hometown!" ”

Looking at the young, haggard face in front of me, and looking at the irrepressible pride and even pride on his face, I only felt a tightness in my throat.

(To be continued)