The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 538 Bai Qiujiang's sigh, the death of a sign of heaven!
Inside the combat command room.

Bai Qiujiang sat on the chair, cigarettes in his hands one after another, obviously preoccupied, and his whole body was full of anxiety.

The deputy stood by the table, with sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly gave orders. From the busy voices of the people around him, it could be seen that the situation on the front line was not optimistic.

Listening to the gunshots getting closer and closer in the courtyard, Bai Qiujiang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, took out his mobile phone and dialed Bai Fei's number, which was the only remaining direct bloodline of the Bai family.

"Beep...beep..."

The phone rang for seven or eight seconds before it was connected, and then Bai Fei's voice came out, "Hello, uncle, what's the matter?"

Listening to the noisy voice on the other side of the phone, Bai Qiujiang frowned and asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm playing in the bar, what's the matter, uncle?" Bai Fei asked again.

After Bai Fei was sent away by Bai Qiujiang, he didn't get used to it at first, but after a few days, he met a group of friends, and immediately entered into a luxurious life, intoxicated in the world of flowers and flowers.

And after losing the shackles of his elders, Bai Fei played even more outrageously, especially in a place like M country, Bai Fei would buy some psychotropic drugs at every turn, and then follow the local rich second generation to attend an indescribable party.

"Find a quiet place, and I'll explain something to you." Bai Qiujiang said with a frown.

"If you have something to say, hurry up, I have something to do here." Bai Fei was a little reluctant.

"My mother told you to find a quiet place, didn't you understand?" Bai Qiujiang's emotions exploded instantly.

"Oh!" Bai Fei responded and walked to a quiet place and asked again, "What's the matter, uncle?"

"Two things, you must keep in mind." Bai Qiujiang paused and said, "First, don't return to China for the rest of your life, and don't contact anyone in China, at least within two or three years."

"I remember, Uncle!" Bai Fei nodded.

"Second, get married and have children as soon as possible, so as to continue the blood of our Bai family."

"Okay." Bai Fei said.

Bai Qiujiang was silent for a moment, and wanted to give some instructions, and finally sighed, "Okay, that's it."

"Call back, uncle!"

After finishing the sentence, Bai Fei hung up the phone directly, walked into the bar and had fun with a group of friends.

Bai Qiujiang waited for a while, then put down the phone, leaned over and sat on the chair, sighed again, and whispered softly, "That's it! That's it!"

There is some truth to the saying that the rich are not more than three generations old.

The third generation of the Bai family, Bai Hao and Bai Fei are both second-generation ancestors, one of them is trash!
In the compound of the combat command room.

The gunfire has weakened a lot, and the battle is drawing to a close.

Tianzhao team has only three people left, including Tianzhao himself.

But the Nether team seriously injured four people, and only four people remained fighting, including Wang Chen.

The battle was extremely fierce, and everyone was injured!
On this side, Sucha ran left and right with a gun, trying to get close to the place where Wang Chen and Tianzhao were fighting, and attacked Wang Chen secretly.

Finally, the two met in the middle of one of the roads, only about ten meters apart.

Immediately, the two pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and at the same time the figure moved to hide in the bunker.

Leng Xin was born as a sniper. Strictly speaking, he is not a combat unit, but his physical fitness is also very strong. Compared with Wang Chen and others, there may be some gaps, but it does not mean that he is not strong.

After the two sides fired a round of bullets at each other, they quickly changed the magazines, shifted their positions and tried to give the opponent an unexpected attack from other positions. The figures of the two were moving quickly in this area.

“15……17……”冷心剧烈的喘着粗气心中默念着数字“22，25……28……”

"Tap!"

When Leng Xin silently counted to the number 28, he suddenly moved his body and approached two steps towards the location of the sudden investigation.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots sounded, Leng Xin was shot in the chest, the bulletproof plate was directly shattered, the bulletproof vest was also penetrated, and a lot of blood gushed out of his chest.

At close range, the bulletproof plate couldn't stop the bullets from the rifle at all, Leng Xin was hit and then took two steps back, then gritted his teeth and rushed out again, heading straight for the sudden investigation position.

Sucha is holding an AK74 with 30 rounds of ammunition in his hand. Leng Xin has been calculating the number of bullets the opponent has, so after the two shots are finished, Sucha is in a vacuum of firepower, so Leng Xin will use his life in the last step. to fight.

When Chucha realized that the magazine was out of bullets, his first reaction was to shift the position, and then change the magazine. He just turned his head and prepared to escape when a cold-hearted figure appeared behind Ducha.

"Da da da……"

The last five bullets in the magazine burst out, and the sudden check was directly sent flying by the bullets, his back was bloody, and the five bullet holes were bleeding continuously.

"Damn it!"

Leng Xin was afraid that Tu Cha would not die, so he gritted his teeth and cursed, stepped forward and stepped on Tu Cha's back, took out a military stab and pierced the back of Tu Cha's neck directly.

Chucha wanted to struggle, but he had no strength at all.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the blade entering the body sounded, and the military stab directly penetrated Ducha's neck, pinning Ducha to the ground.

"puff!"

At this time, Leng Xin spat out a mouthful of squeezed blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Leng Xin felt it carefully, and then murmured with lingering fear, "It's a goddamn luck that I didn't stop my waist!"

After the words fell, Leng Xin sat down on the ground, no more strength.

This shot pierced Leng Xin's two sternums, and the bullet had already penetrated into the flesh and blood, completely draining Leng Xin of all his strength.

On the other side, Wang Chen and Tian Zhao lay on the ground for about two seconds, got up at the same time, and faced each other.

The postures of the two were unusually awkward, and the whole person looked very embarrassed.

Let’s talk about Wang Chen first, the clothes on his body are tattered, full of blood, the original wounds collapsed again under the violent exercise, the face can be described as a blue nose and swollen face, the left eye is completely swollen, Blood was still oozing, and the most serious injury was his left hand, which was directly pierced by the military stabbing. The knife wound looked extremely terrifying.

Tianzhao's sternum was broken by bullets, his right leg was wounded by bullets, his face was also unrecognizable, his lips were swollen like sausages, and several teeth were loose.

Fighting to this point, only perseverance supported the two of them.

"Who do you think will die between us?" Tianzhao grinned, his eyes extremely aggressive.

"Anyway, it can't be Lao Tzu!" Wang Chen shook the blood from his left hand and said, "You must be the one who died!"

"Really?" Tianzhao tilted his body slightly, put his weight on his left leg, and adjusted his fighting posture, because he had a gunshot wound on his right leg, and it was difficult for him to step on the ground.

"Then it must be!" Wang Chen made a move, stepped back slightly, and kicked Tianzhao's right leg wound with a whip leg.

"Tap!"

Tianzhao hastily stepped back two steps, avoiding Wang Chen's kick, and when Wang Chen's kick missed, he took a step forward, swung his fist and hit Wang Chen's Adam's apple.

Both want to use their strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.

Wang Chen raised his right hand to block it, then stretched out his left hand to hug Tianzhao's neck, bent his right leg, and directly hit Tianzhao's right leg with his knee.

In an instant, severe pain spread all over his body, and Tianzhao's body instantly lost his balance, but his fighting thinking was very strong. When he fell to the ground, his right hand instantly grabbed Wang Chen's left hand, and inserted his fingers into the knife wound on Wang Chen's left palm. Among them, frantic tearing.

This is fucking hurting each other!
The pain was already unbearable, and the wound was attacked by Tianzhao, which made Wang Chen almost faint in pain, and took a step back subconsciously.

And Tianzhao took this opportunity to support the ground with both hands, muscles all over his body swelled up, resisted the pain and propped his right foot on the ground for a while, his body was kept parallel to the ground, and kicked Wang Chen's stomach.

This movement is the same as that of a hip-hop dancer, but it was used by Tianzhao in fighting.

Wang Chen was kicked back two steps and fell to the ground directly!
At this time, both of them were lying on the ground, the distance between them was no more than five meters.

"thump!"

Tianzhao got up and sat on the ground in an instant, and reached out to grab the pistol not far away. This was his pistol, and it was thrown out by Wang Chen during the fight just now.

And Wang Chen happened to fall beside the military thorn that penetrated his palm, he grabbed the military thorn, held it backward with his right hand, and got up directly.

Tianzhao's speed was extremely fast, he opened the safety within a second, loaded the bullet, aimed at Wang Chen and pulled the trigger.

Wang Chen rushed forward suddenly, avoiding the vital points, and blocked Tianzhao's muzzle with his chest.

"boom!"

When the gun rang, Wang Chen let out a muffled snort, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, the army thorn in Wang Chen's hand pierced Tianzhao's throat, and the entire blade went into it!
"I fucking said...you die first!" Wang Chen gritted his teeth and cursed, pulling out the military thorn.

"brush!"

Blood spurted out more than one meter high in an instant, and it sprayed all over Wang Chen's face.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Wang Chen turned over and lay on the ground, wiped the blood from his face, he didn't want to move, he just felt like all the bones in his body were broken, and it hurt everywhere.

Two seconds later, Tian Zhao fell to the ground, looked at the dark sky, and lost his breath.

Omen, death!
"The last enemy has been killed. This area is temporarily safe." A cold voice came out.

"Report...report the number!" Wang Chen said.

“1……2……3……8……9……10……”

"I... I can still... persevere!" Cao Jian, who was seriously injured by a sniper outside the combat headquarters, said.

"Report your injuries, Song Yuanming enters the arena!" Wang Chen waited for five or six seconds, sat up straight and said, "Those who still have fighting power, continue to fight and capture the opponent's combat headquarters."

"Yes!" Everyone responded.

"Wang Chen! Wang Chen! I am Shen Tianci, I heard the answer! I heard the answer!"

"Repeat, this is the ghost fire team, hear the reply!"

"Got it, I'm Wang Chen!"

"Wait for me to enter the battlefield and cooperate with you to attack!" Shen Tianci said quickly, "Report the location and gather the wounded."

"…………"

(End of this chapter)