"Tuanza, there are gunshots!"

Gao Zhiyuan made a quick decision.

"Youxue, you take a platoon to see where the gunfire is coming from, and if there are still remnants of the enemy!"

These were the outlying areas, and after they were cleared, the tanks and artillery could bombard them again.

Otherwise, you won't be able to get in.

I also ran into Ah San, who pretended to be dead, and also blew up a few combat vehicles with explosives, so in order to avoid some unnecessary losses, cleaning is also inevitable.

However, there are still a few who are not afraid of death like this.

Youxue didn't wear glasses at this moment, and quickly led a platoon of soldiers to search for the location according to the gunshots.

I happened to see soldiers who attacked a few children.

Youxue saw that the soldiers of Ah San were so cruel that they even wanted to kill children, but this was their own people.

Thinking of the time when there was no Nie Li, their sister and brother also suffered a lot of humiliation.

I was moved by some compassion.

Shot directly at the soldier with the rifle in his hand.

The center of the eyebrows is a little red, which shows that there is a level of learning to shoot.

Subsequently, the soldiers of the main regiment saw that the staff officers were shooting in person, and they hurriedly shot at the soldiers who were vomiting.

The process is quick.

Youxue calmly shouted: "Pay attention to those children!" ”

The soldiers knew it.

In one round, you can learn to deal with these soldiers.

A few children were already stupid, looking at the bullets whistling past their ears, only the little black child and the hemp pole could still be a little calm.

The little black boy is sober-minded and knows that he can't move at this time.

Ma Pole was shot instead, and he couldn't move at all if he wanted to.

When Youxue stepped forward and saw the vomit on the ground, he couldn't help frowning.

Beckoning to a few children.

"That black boy, come here!"

This highlights the role of cultural people.

You can even speak Arabic three languages.

The soldiers around him could probably guess what the staff officer meant. One by one, I watched a few children walk this way.

But the little black boy didn't immediately run over like the other children.

Instead, he used all his strength to pull the hemp pole that fell to the ground.

Youxue showed a stunned look on his face.

Then laughed.

"Go to the two-person gang, and this will become a battlefield in a while."

The two soldiers ran over and picked up the hemp pole, regardless of whether it hurt him or not.

Youxue led the people back for dozens of meters, found a wall that was still somewhat blocked, and said to the soldier wearing a red cross armband: "Give him one." ”

The hygienist said in surprise: "Staff officer, don't make trouble, although the price of this thing is not expensive, but there are regulations, and you can't use it casually for the enemy." ”

Youxue glanced up at the hygienist, and then gave him a kick.

"This special mother is the enemy? This is the object of our unity, you know a hammer, let you fight, Niang Xipi! ”

The hygienist was trembling, and when he heard the staff officer, he scolded his mother, and reluctantly gave one to him.

What is the fight?

Anti-inflammatory drugs, anti-inflammatory drugs that are more expensive than gold in foreign countries.

Then, Youxue smiled at the little black child and asked, "Are you from Kathman?" Can you tell me about the situation inside? ”

The little black boy has a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.

Thoughtfully watched as the hygienist gave the hemp rod an injection.

nodded, then knelt on the ground, crawling and licking his learned military boots.

Youxue frowned, but did not refuse.

He knew that this was the etiquette of dealing with the high castes, and he had learned it when he was learning the Arsan.

Picked up the little black boy, took out a piece of the domestic chocolate from the Shendu factory that his sister sent to him, and handed it to the little black boy's sister.

Rubbed his messy hair.

"Let's eat!"

The little girl still had tears on her face, and she was terrified.

But, at the moment, I am also hungry.

Hurriedly saluted, but Youxue refused.

Then he pulled the little black boy and chatted in a corner.

"Blackie, what's your name?"

There is a learned sentence.

The little black boy thought for a moment: "Sir, you just call me Xiao Hei, the name is my shame!" ”

Youxue glanced at Xiao Hei in amazement.

Then he smiled sassyly: "Okay!" Can you tell me a little bit about it? ”

As the front advanced faster and faster, the artillery was definitely unusable.

500,000 people in a five-kilometer city, and a casual spit that is unceremonious can fly to the faces of five people.

If you use a cannon again, you will be dehumanized.

Although Song Ming is a ruthless person, he has not reached the point of extinction of humanity.

But, how?

The first option is to besiege, but it is too slow.

For Song Ming, who pursues speed, this option is not advisable.

Then the second one is persuasion.

But, don't look at Ah San's commander who can't command well, but he shouldn't dare to surrender.

If he dares to surrender today, his whole family will die tomorrow.

Youxue naturally knew this, so when the infantry attacked this morning, he knew that the strategy had to be adjusted.

Think about Zhao Hu's order again!

Split Ah San.

Youxue had an idea in his heart.

Xiao Hei has always answered questions about learning.

Describe the internal lack of food and the dissatisfaction of the bottom, but dare not speak out.

The more you learn, the happier you become.

The situation is in our favor.

After understanding, he asked Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei, aren't you afraid that I will use this information to beat your people?" ”

It's funny.

This kid is quite interesting.

How do you know that Xiao Hei said with a straight face: "I saw the medicine you just gave to Ma Zhu'er in the master's house, and they all said that it was a precious medicine that could buy a thousand of our servants, you saved Ma Zhu'er, I will repay you!" That's what my mother taught me from a young age. ”

Youxue was a little stunned.

Dripping water, springs?

It's just that after all, he betrayed his own race.

Xiao Hei said: "Someone said that there is no oppression in the East, right? ”

There was a look of anticipation in his eyes.

This makes you even more confused.

Will the word oppression be?

"Blackie, have you read a book?"

Blackie nodded, then shook his head again.

"When I was working in my lord's house, a yellow-skinned gentleman taught me something about it, he said that there is no oppression in the East! You can go there to beg for a living in the future! ”

Then there was a look of frustration.

"It's just too far for us to go."

Youxue was stopped by Xiao Hei's words.

Is there oppression in the East?

There should be some of them.

But we should be glad that we are eradicating oppression and moving in a good direction, right?

It's just that he became interested in the identity of that gentleman, and suddenly he thought of it, and said that Mr. Nie's intelligence agencies are all over the world, and he can't be a hidden person, right?

If it's a sleeper, can Kathman also take it down in another way?

You have to take Xiao Hei to see the group.

As soon as Gao Zhiyuan heard that there was a door, he hurriedly reported it.

And what is Song Ming doing at this time?

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