"Report, the Legion Commander has led the troops and the enemy in close combat!" An operational staff officer shouted wildly: "The statistics of the battle report have returned, and our side has only suffered 21 casualties and killed more than 500 enemies, and the enemy has been repulsed by the corps commander!" ”

"Report, the legion led the brothers to push the enemy back again!" The combat staff officer blushed, his eyes widened and he shouted: "Only one of our side was slightly wounded, and more than 400 enemies were killed, and the lightly injured brother was due to excessive force...... Sprained! ”

"Report, the Legion Commander has led the enemy back again!"

When this combat staff officer reported the results of the battle again, all the people in the command room pricked up their ears, no matter how they thought about it, they felt that they were listening to the book of heaven, no matter how brave the legion commander was, he was just one person, not the god of war of the Nine Heavens who could ignore all physical attacks, and the Shura legion soldiers he led were even more flesh-and-blood **mortals, who repelled enemies ten times their own time and again, why did they not suffer any damage?

Even Greech's eyes widened and exclaimed, "How did they fight?" Did the senior brother dig up some advanced weapons from those Russian scientists? ”

The combat staff officer said with a strange expression: "There are no advanced weapons, but a certain weapon makes the regiment commander use it amazingly, I bet that after this war, our respected regiment commander can create a new military record!" ”

On the west coast of Guam, there are many small sandy bays divided by rocky shores, and the terrain is complex and varied, in other words, there are many natural formations here that can be reached in all directions, and I led hundreds of brothers to hide in these natural trenches. I grabbed a periscope and observed the swarming Self-Defense Forces, and when they rushed into the trench within 50 meters, I shouted wildly: "Brothers, smash them to death!" ”

Following my order, hundreds of defensive grenades swirled in the air and threw them out at the rushing Self-Defense Forces.

"Three, two, one, adjust the coordinates to forty meters, smash me hard!"

Hundreds more grenades burst out of the air, neatly smashing a horizontal line across the position.

What is a battle-hardened elite troop? What is the most powerful iron-blooded mercenary group in the world?

Look at it, under my orders, throwing grenades is like practicing walking in a straight line, and the longitudinal error between hundreds of grenades will definitely not exceed three meters, and every time a few hundred defensive grenades are thrown out, it is like hundreds of mortars firing a salvo at the Self-Defense Forces.

"Three, two, one, the coordinates are adjusted to thirty-five meters, smash!"

"Three, two, one, the coordinates remain the same, smash again!"

My roar had turned into a starting pistol to coax the Grim Reaper to work, and every time I let out a wild roar, as hundreds of grenades smashed out, Uncle Death would smirk and slash at the group of Self-Defense Forces with a scythe.

The brothers of the Shura Legion safely hid in the natural trenches, smashing out the defensive grenades that had long been torn open the safety cover one by one, and looking at the momentum, the effect, and the thrill of destroying the staggering lackeys was no less than the fucking heavy artillery that we carpeted and bombarded the west coast of Guam with heavy artillery.

The west coast of Guam is full of ravines and naturally formed traps, and in this environment, unless the soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces have all practiced the cornices and walls of China's light martial arts, and in this harsh ground environment, they will be faced with grenades that fall like rain, and these soldiers of the self-defense forces will let out screams of despair.

In the face of our carpet bombing method of throwing grenades, and in the face of our rogue military engineering team's method of wasting ammunition, some of the soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces turned around and ran, and some of them jumped into the natural trenches like us. ”

The pre-war commander of the Self-Defense Force, who commanded the beach landing on the West Bank, raised his pistol and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, keep rushing!" They don't even have a thousand people, how many grenades can they carry with them? When they're running out of grenades, they're done! For the sake of the dignity and pride of our soldiers, and for the sake of this war that we must not lose, everyone rushes!! ”

At the call of the former commander, the Self-Defense Forces of the Tsurumoto, which we had once again smashed back with grenades, summoned up the remaining courage and launched another attack on the position of the Shura Legion.

"Big brother, we only have a company-based grenade store in our position!" The company commander in charge of defending the west coast of Guam trotted up to me and shouted, "We've moved out all the remaining grenades, but now the average person has only two grenades and one incendiary bomb!" ”

Although I have ordered the logistics department to immediately send a large number of grenades to the western position, looking at the swarming soldiers of the Self-Defense Force, it is clear that the distant water has already quenched its thirst, and as long as our grenade offensive stagnates slightly, the morale of the Self-Defense Forces that we have smashed and continues to decline may produce a rocket-like rebound.

I sneered, "No more grenades?" Say! Do you have enough bullets here? ”

The company commander nodded desperately and shouted in a low voice: "Anyway, it's all things that were moved out of the U.S. Marine Corps arsenal without money, and we found a natural cave on the west bank, so we simply commanded those Sam brothers to move a truck out of the arsenal!" However, those civilians really lack military knowledge, and when we moved over, we found that most of them were high-level dual-purpose heavy machine gun bullets that we did not have here, and special ammunition for Vulcan cannons, and I don't know which fools actually brought over a few boxes of mortar shells! Hey...... If we had known, we would have asked them to bring over a truckload of grenades! ”

"Not bad, I like the bullets of anti-aircraft machine guns and Vulcan cannons! Send these bullets to your brothers and throw them all out to their positions! ”

Seeing the company commander's blank face, I sneered: "Our grenades can be saved, we sprinkle the entire position with heavy machine gun bullets, Vulcan gun bullets, and dozens of mortar shells in the middle, think about it, although we have lost fewer grenades, but the power is more refreshing, right?" When they're ready to charge, we'll smash the incendiary grenades out of our hands......"

"Hey......

The company commander and I were like foxes who had just eaten a hen, and when we looked at each other, we let out a smirk that was definitely not what a decent gentleman should have.

Automatic rifle bullets, anti-aircraft machine gun bullets, Vulcan cannon bullets...... No matter what kind of bullet it is, as long as it can be hit, all the burnt bezoar dog treasures will be moved out of the natural cave. As our goddess scattered flowers in all directions, within three minutes, within 50 meters in front of our defensive position, more than 10 or 200,000 rounds of different powers and styles were densely poured, but they would definitely give people a headache and make people roll their eyes and hit the street on the spot.

These bullets were scattered all over the ground, and in the natural trenches, a layer of dense accumulation was even denser, and as soon as you stepped into it, it would make a "bang, bang, bang" sound. Even if the opponent doesn't throw grenades or incendiary grenades, if you run too fast and rush too fast, and accidentally step on those round, shiny slippery bullets, you may slip your foot and hit the hard stone. It would be better if there happened to be an upside-down mortar shell next to that stone...... Maybe you're the legendary super madman who can use your forehead as a thimble to blow up mortar shells?

This is definitely a Shura hell where there is no way to live when you step in, and if a grenade is smashed over, it will respond to the Shura hell!

Look at the bullets, there are scattered ordinary bullets, there are fifty rifle bullets tied together, there are 100 heavy machine gun bullets in a chain, and there are 500 Vulcan gun bullets in a box.

Who in this world would be stupid enough not to see the horror of these bullets, and who would be stupid enough to shout "Long live the Great Empire", holding an automatic rifle that could not hit the enemy at all in this situation, carrying hundreds of bullets on his back, and rushing into this trap that shows that it is murder and is full of "Be careful, don't mess with me"?

That's not all, the group of perverts of the Shura Legion, simply tied the bullet boxes with any military uniforms, underwear, pillows, and bed covers, and with a little circular arc, they pushed the whole box of bullet boxes down the hillside, and those bullet boxes rolled on the hillside, turning over a cheerful little heel and rolling faster and faster, until they hit the hard rock, making a "bang" sound, and in the sawdust splash, Huang Cancan's bullets scrambled to jump out. Looking at the heroic posture of those bullets that fear the world will not be chaotic, look at their sharp and smooth warheads that make people's hearts hairy, even if you are a super stunned young man at this time, you will definitely suddenly learn to plan and act in the face of this situation!

In the end, even the gasoline stove used by the company for cooking, the alcohol used by the doctors, the quilts used by the brothers to camp at night, the underwear that the men had not washed for thirty-seven twenty-one days, the xo that the company elder had hidden, and the Playboy magazine collected by a bad soldier from Sam's little brother, were all thrown into the battlefield by us.

Commander Ben, who commanded the beach-grabbing landing on Guam's western front, was already crying, what the fuck was this? Everyone is obviously fighting against the offensive and counter-attacking, why is it fighting and it has become a one-sided performance of the Shura Legion? And how did the two sides turn into a super arms garbage acquisition station and display table when they were still fighting each other and fighting happily just now?

Holding the binoculars to look at the treasures that were being lost more and more on the hillside, the commander's gaze suddenly froze, how could the box marked "xxoo" look so familiar?

Oh, and if you look closely, it's a box of condoms...... Cold!

Why do people even throw condoms on the battlefield?

What the fuck is this?!

Although the condom is made of rubber, how much heat can it produce and how much flame can it burn?!!!

Hundreds of grenades suddenly flew out of the sky, watching these grenades smash into the hillside sprinkled with bullets, nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces lay down together with a brush, once those bullets were detonated, dozens of stray bullets were running around, who would dare to stand up there, that is, the birthday boy hanged himself, and his fucking life was too long!

At this moment, they heard a crazy laugh coming from the hillside: "Hahaha, the dog reacted very quickly, you guys were fooled, those grenades didn't fucking open the insurance!" Fire!!! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

This is definitely the counter-assault we played at Jakarta International Airport, in the face of special forces encirclement and suppression!

Nearly 1,000 automatic rifles roared together, and bullets poured out at the Self-Defense Forces lying on the hillside.

Seeing the rain of bullets from nearly a thousand automatic rifles in a row, quickly stretching out to the front, those soldiers of the Self-Defense Force lying on the ground couldn't help but widen their eyes, Damn, isn't that the case?

The Shura legionnaires tasted the sweetness of the group's grenade dense array attack, and even carried automatic rifles to strafe, and naturally had a tendency to carpet bomb with heavy artillery groups. The repetition of firepower was avoided, the probability of hitting was increased, the firepower loopholes were reduced, and the degree of casualties was increased; with just one salvo-type firepower dumping, five or six hundred soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces lay on the ground with blood all over their bodies, and they were honored and summoned by the group of bulls and horses in the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Brothers, the game time is over, keep diving!"

With a wild roar from me, all the soldiers of the Shura Legion retreated into the natural trenches with a "bang" before the Self-Defense Force concentrated their forces and prepared to counterattack.

Standing behind the heavy machine gun company, raising his pistol, and his mouth already open in an "O" shape, the commander of the Self-Defense Forces of Yomoto blushed and his eyes widened.

What kind of immortal is the commander of the other party, he is really fucking hooligan, really fucking scoundrel enough, and really fucking accurate and ruthless enough, how can he be so accurate in time? By the time he had already posed, the air in his lungs had been gushing out, and the word "fire" had been pushed to his upper lip, and the result was now...... The enemy is gone!

Holding this dynamic posture full of power for a full twenty seconds, the commander, who was completely beaten by the opponent, finally roared out a sentence: "Eight Geyalu! ”

"Bang!"

A bullet poured into the mouth of the pre-war commander, and in front of thousands of Self-Defense Force soldiers, his head instantly turned into countless pieces and splattered on the land on the west coast of Guam.

I threw back Barrett's 12.7 mm anti-materiel sniper rifle to the sniper next to me, rubbed my nose and said: "What's wrong with the guy over there, it looks like he should be a character, why do you have to put on a posture that is underbeaten, so that people can't help but want to slap him for a full twenty seconds, is it because I'm afraid that I won't be able to aim at the target?" ”

With no new weapons and an absolute disadvantage of 10 to 1 troops, we only used more than 9,000 grenades and spilled nearly 300,000 rounds of automatic rifle, machine gun, and Vulcan guns to nail 10,000 soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces to the bottom of the hillside.

The company commander lay beside me and asked curiously: "Big brother, although this death trap you put out seems to be absolutely bluffing, but in the later stage, we spilled too many bullets, as long as they fired a shot at the hillside with rocket artillery, they could detonate all the bullets and clear the way, why didn't they do it?" ”

I rolled my eyes and said, "There are two reasons, first, their IQ is not even as good as that of pigs, so they are a little bit worse than you, of course, I can't think of you such a clever solution; Second, hundreds of thousands of bullets were scattered all over the hillside, and once detonated, they would inevitably stray bullets, and we were all hiding in this natural trench, of course, unscathed. But they were ten times more numerous than we were, and they were huddled down the hillside, and at most only one or two thousand men could find cover, and if they fired rockets to detonate the bullets we threw on the hillside, they would have to fall at least one or two thousand more without us having to do anything! ”

In this way, I led hundreds of brothers of the Shura Legion to huddle in the natural trenches, and nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Self-Defense Force lay stupidly on the hillside.

I don't know how many Vulcan guns roared into the sky, I don't know how many anti-aircraft machine guns regarded the paratroopers of the Self-Defense Force as the most delicious dessert, and when I looked up, there were rows of bullet marks that were so dense that they were almost in a straight line, parachutes dyed bright red everywhere, red blood rain fluttered in the sky, and from time to time a corpse with a tattered parachute "whirred" and smashed into our position.

On the road not far from our position, from time to time armored vehicles carrying Vulcan cannons drove by, and groups of Shura legionmen, either carrying cars or running on foot, rushed to the battlefield where fierce confrontation was taking place amid the loud roar of the commander. A large number of wounded were also withdrawn from the line of fire.

But we maintained an uncanny silence here, and the two sides fought against each other on a hillside that was not very long, but which was an absolute headache for the charge.

Looking at those brothers who were covered in blood, I only felt my heart twitch for a while. Although the Shura Legion is known as the strongest mercenary group in the world, he only has a base of three thousand after all, we are fighting against a country, they have hundreds of millions of fairness, as long as those politicians who are good at dancing can temporarily recruit hundreds of thousands of troops, and their reserve weapons can be directly pulled to the battlefield.

But what about these soldiers of the Shura Legion?

Most of them have followed Zhao Yonggang and Qi Xiaoxia through a series of tragic wars in the establishment of the Shura Legion and the founding of the country, and they are not only proficient in group operations, but also good at small-scale special operations. It takes time to train such an outstanding soldier, and even more so, it needs to be constantly trained in the flames of war.

I don't know how much the Shura Legion will have to pay in this war. The Shura Legion must re-establish its base and absorb fresh blood from all over the world, so that we can continue to thrive.

Surrendering without a fight like this may be the best outcome I can get, right?

"Big brother, the grenade has been delivered!"

Zhao Jun ran to my side in sweat and said in a low voice: "Now the brothers are teleporting grenades in the trenches, and I have transported 150,000 grenades, which is definitely enough for the brothers to play!" ”

"Oh?!"

I picked up a grenade, twisted the safety cover, opened the fuse, and threw the grenade onto the hillside full of bullets in front of the stunned Zhao Jun and the company commander.

"As I said a long time ago, as long as the bullets on the hillside are detonated, the Self-Defense Forces below will have at least one or two thousand people!" I smiled and said, "Now that we have enough grenades to suppress their attacks, we can kill one or two thousand enemies with a single grenade, why should we be stupid not to do such a good thing?" ”

(To be continued)