Let this pair of Vietnamese men and women make such a fuss, Zhan Zhizhan has compassion, but he himself knows that he must not have the kindness of a woman at this time. Zhan Zhizhan sighed and chanted "The Book of Poetry and the Wind Drumming": "Beat the drum and use the soldiers." The city of the earth is Cao, and I travel south alone. From Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song. I don't want to go, I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? What do you want? Under the forest. Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Yu is broad, not I live. Yu Xun Xi, I don't believe it. ”

Zhan Zhizhan took off the "AK47" on the wall, pulled out the pistol of the male Vietnamese army, disassembled it and threw the parts everywhere. Then, I picked up the clothes of the male Vietnamese army and looked at it, hehe, it's still a major. Zhan Zhizhan jumped to the ground, he guessed that this major of the Vietnamese army must know Chinese, so he said to him with a pleasant face: "I'm sorry! If I don't kill you, you'll kill me. To be honest, you have also killed a lot of our Chinese civilians and soldiers. This is all the result of the leaders of your country who do not consider the lives of the common people and use military force. You're just a victim! ……”

The Vietnamese major turned his head with difficulty, stared at Zhan Zhizhan with a blank gaze for a few seconds, sighed and said with a resentful sigh: "Grievances are retribution...... Retribution...... When...... When is it? ……”

Zhan Zhizhan and the "big bad wolf" didn't expect this Vietnamese major to speak Mandarin more authentically than them.

"Xiu...... Xiuyu, I'm ...... I love you! ......" The Vietnamese major stared at the Vietnamese woman, as if he wanted to climb to her side, but he tried his best, his body only shook, he no longer had the strength to crawl over, but shouted hoarsely.

"Hong ...... Hong Nan! …… I love ...... too Love you! I...... I'm going to ...... next life It will definitely be ...... in the next life Be sure to be your woman. ......" An even more shocking scene appeared, the Vietnamese woman howled and desperately crawled towards the Vietnamese army major. Behind her, the viscera, and the bloody muddy water, dragged far away.

Zhan Zhizhan and the "big bad wolf" softened, and Zhan Zhizhan even wanted to help the Vietnamese woman and her lover, but reason made Zhan Zhizhan take a step and stop.

"Captain, do you want to ...... Why don't you give her a shot? ......" Zhan Zhizhan wondered if the "big bad wolf" had already regretted disemboweling the Vietnamese woman.

"Forget it! Let's go. Alas...... Let the two of them say a few more words of love before they die, the pain is no longer important to them now! ......" Zhan Zhizhan had an unbearable expression on his face, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

At this time, the sound of gunfire and explosions in the courtyard of the Vietnamese Army headquarters had already turned into a pot of porridge. The battle in the next room seems to have stopped, but his mission to rescue "Gandapo" and obtain information is not yet complete. Zhan Zhizhan scolded in his heart: "Damn it! Where the hell can I find 'Gandapo'? And that information is more important than the 'Sword Force'! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan was about to enter the third room, when the "vulture" and "white-headed harrier" had strange expressions, and walked out with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old female Vietnamese soldier. Zhan Zhizhan frowned, he urgently needed to know the whereabouts of "Gandapo", and said to the "vulture": "Wow! I also captured a female captive, can I speak Chinese? ……”

The Vulture shook his head in frustration. The "bald harrier" raised the military map and documents in his hand, and said coaxingly: "It's nothing, it's all solved!" …… It's the little devil's war room, and five little devils on duty are killed. Lieutenant, two ensigns, and this private. ……”

Before the raid began, the Vulture and the Harrier discussed that the Vulture would be in charge of the slightly larger third room, and the Bald Harrier would be in charge of the fourth.

After the "bald harrier" opened the door and rushed in, he swept wildly with the 64 micro-chong, and after running out of the two magazines, he turned on the flashlight, only to see that on the bamboo beds on both sides of the room, the two Vietnamese soldiers had been beaten into a sieve by his 64 micro-chong in their sleep. The "bald harrier" checked the room, and there was no longer any gasping for breath, and then he looked at the military uniform that had been hanging on the wall and had fallen to the ground. It turned out that one of the two Vietnamese soldiers killed in the dream was a lieutenant and the other was a second lieutenant.

"Bald Harrier" exited the fourth room, and suddenly heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the third room, and he hurried in. Under the flashlight, I saw a Vietnamese soldier wearing only shorts and fighting with the "vulture", rolling around on the ground. Another Vietnamese soldier wearing only shorts was stabbed in the left chest, and the dagger gun of the "vulture" was still stuck in his chest, while the "vulture" was lying in the corner of the wall. It seems that the "vultures" are in big trouble. It turned out that the "vulture" opened the door to the third room almost at the same time as the "bald harrier", but he did not have the good luck of the "bald harrier". When the vulture flashed into the room, he found a dark figure standing in front of him. The "vulture" was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold, his hairs stood on end, and he thought to himself, "My mother! Is this a human or a ghost? ……”

However, the perennial training still made the "vulture" stunned for a moment, and quickly turned the muzzle of the 64 micro charge, aiming at the black shadow and about to set fire. The black shadow opposite the "vulture" was a Vietnamese soldier who got up in the middle of the night to pee, he slept and stared at the door, and before his hand could touch the door, suddenly the door opened, and a black shadow flashed in. The Vietnamese soldier was so frightened that he forgot to shout. After both of them were stunned for a moment, the Vietnamese soldier saw that the "vulture" turned the muzzle of the gun and wanted to hit him, and in a hurry, he stretched out his left arm to block it, blocking the muzzle of the "vulture's" hand with a slight charge of the 64 charge, and his right palm was chopped down, and it was slashing at the left forearm of the "vulture" holding the gun. Then, the Vietnamese army shook his arms and punched his left hand towards the door of the "vulture". The "vulture" arm was numb, and he couldn't hold the June Fourth micro-rush, and even if he could hold it, he wouldn't be able to hit the Vietnamese army. The "vulture" was not alarmed, let go of the 64 micro charge, took half a step back with his right leg, lowered his head, dodged the punch of the Vietnamese army to his face, and took advantage of the situation with his right hand to pull out the 54 style on his thigh.

At that moment, the vulture heard the panicked screams of a woman coming from inside the house. The "vulture" felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself, "Fuck! It turned out to be a suite, and there were Vietnamese troops in the house, so don't capsize in the gutter! ……”

This Vietnamese soldier is also a master of martial arts, but the actual combat experience seems to be limited. He saw that the "vulture" dodged his left fist, and his right fist followed suit, and with a "jump", it hit the "vulture" in the forehead, and knocked the "vulture" to a stagger. The Vietnamese soldier was ecstatic and wanted to capture the "vulture" alive, he roared loudly, reached out to grab the "vulture" by the shoulders, and wanted to knock the "vulture" down. The "vulture" was beaten by this Vietnamese soldier and almost lost its balance, but fortunately it hit a table all at once. The right hand of the "vulture" will not have time to pull out the May Fourth style on the thigh, but. When he withdrew his hand, he felt the dagger gun on his waist.

The moment the Vietnamese army grabbed the "vulture" on both shoulders and twisted the wolf's waist to knock the "vulture" down, the dagger gun in the hand of the "vulture" had already pierced his heart. The Vietnamese army felt a chill in his chest, and immediately lost his strength and fell to the ground with the "vulture". The "vulture" pushed away the Vietnamese soldiers on his body and was about to jump up, but there was another loud roar, and another Vietnamese soldier wearing only shorts pounced on the "vulture" and stretched out his hands to choke his neck. It turned out that this was a Vietnamese soldier who was awakened in a deep sleep. The "vulture" didn't have time to pull out the dagger that had been stabbed in the chest of the Vietnamese soldier earlier, and tried his best to break the Vietnamese soldier's hands that were holding his neck.

At this moment, the "Bald Harrier" rushed in. Seeing this scene, the "white-headed harrier" was afraid of accidentally injuring his comrades, so he did not dare to shoot, quickly pulled out his dagger gun, roared, jumped over, and divided the Vietnamese army with the "vulture" by two in three strokes. The "vulture" vigorously broke the hand of the Vietnamese soldier who grabbed his shoulder and refused to let go after several knives in his body, and said to the "bald harrier": "Search!" And Vietnamese monkey ......"

The "white-headed harrier" held a dagger gun in his mouth, held a 64 micro charge in his right hand, and a flashlight in his left hand, and quickly stood against the wall. The "Bald Harrier" quickly looked at the room, which seemed to be the war room of the Vietnamese army. On the wall hung a defensive battle map and a map of the enemy's situation, on which he neither knew nor had time to read the Vietnamese text. On the ground, in addition to the tables and chairs that were staggered by the "vultures" and the Vietnamese army, there were four bamboo beds. The "bald harrier" scurried to the door leading to the inner room, kicked the door open, and threw a grenade into it. With a loud "boom", the annoyed and angry "vulture" did not wait for the smoke to dissipate, rolled forward and rolled sideways, and then squatted in the corner of the inner room, holding the 64 micro chong that he picked up to observe the situation in the room. I saw a black hole, covered by a bamboo bed that had been blown over, apparently the entrance and exit of a basement. The "vulture" dragged the bamboo bed open, and the "bald harrier" who had just rushed into the room guarded the hole one by one.

The "bald harrier" cried out: "Yaadyi! ……”

The answer to him was "da, da, da" and a shuttle "AK47". Enraged, the "bald harrier" took off the grenade belt from his body, tied the remaining three grenades together, and threw them down the hole. The Vulture and the Bald Harrier quickly flashed into the room outside, only to hear a series of violent explosions, which shook the roof and slammed into the ground, and a choking puff of smoke rose from the hole. When the smoke cleared, the "Vulture" and the "Bald Harrier" fired two more magazines of 64 micro-impulse bullets into the cave.

Then, the "vulture" and the "bald harrier" took cover alternately and rushed into the smoke-filled basement.