Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 367 The Chinese are here

Lieutenant Sandy felt that he might have to confess here.

Thinking of his two wives and six children in his family, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Before he was sent to country L for peacekeeping, he had also heard about the chaos here.

Neither of the two wives wanted him to go. After all, country W had been at war before, and they had all seen the cruelty of war.

But Sandy still chose to go, because the salary of the peacekeeping subsidy is much higher than the salary he received while serving in country W.

If we don't talk about the lofty goal of maintaining world peace, Lieutenant Sandy of the United Nations peacekeeping force came here to perform the mission only for the most realistic reason-salary.

dang dang-

The crisp sound of the bullet hitting the car body made him subconsciously lower his head again, fortunately there was no ricochet.

He turned his head to look at his right arm, and there was a ricochet, embedded in the flesh. Although it was not fatal and did not break his bones, the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Fifteen minutes ago, two platoons of brothers from the same battalion came to try to rescue them.

It's a pity that the engine of one of the cars was blew up before it rushed in. His siblings could only abandon the car and drag the injured companion back to the outside of the circle.

Now, he and twenty of his men are trapped in the ditch beside the road and the cars with punctured tires and broken engines, using the body of the car and the ditch as a cover to support themselves.

But he knew that this support would not last long.

In terms of position, they are at an absolute disadvantage.

When the convoy was attacked, the driver of the lead car was seriously injured and the car was also damaged.

The small van carrying the ballots in the middle was the staff of the local Election Commission of Country L. They didn't have much combat experience. In a panic, they slammed on the gas pedal and put the car in reverse before trying to escape. .

Originally, this kind of disposal was correct, but the front car and the rear car had to coordinate with each other. The rear car gave way first, and then Sandy led people to cover and let the car with the ballot box escape.

Because of the gas pedal of the frightened van, the rear bumper and trailer hitch directly hit his infantry transport vehicle and hung directly on the front of his vehicle.

This is fine.

The ticket truck couldn't get away, and my own car couldn't be withdrawn either.

Missing the best opportunity to escape, everyone can only get out of the car and carry it to death.

If given the chance, he'd like to slap the driver of the van.

What the hell!

The brain is filled with water?

But now there is no time to teach that guy a lesson.

Everyone is here and can only resign themselves to fate.

Whether he can get out alive, originally Sandy pinned all his hopes on his brothers in the peacekeeping camp.

After all, the peacekeeping camp of Country W is located in the urban area of ​​City J, and it is the shortest distance to come here, and it takes less than half an hour to get there.

It's just that the reinforcements arrived just now, but they were not rescued, but they were also caught in the melee.

City J has two peacekeeping battalions, one is from country W and the other is from China.

The Eastern Theater Command of the United Nations L Regiment is several hundred kilometers away from here. If you can't count on your own people, you can only count on the new Chinese peacekeepers from the suburbs.

Sandy has never had any contact with Chinese soldiers, but the Chinese have come to Africa before to build railways and bridges, unlike the whites who came with troops and artillery, so in Sandy's view, maybe the Chinese are only good at Construction works, as for combat...

He made a question mark in his heart.

Now, he is a little desperate.

On the radio, he kept calling, hoping that someone would come and save them.

The country W peacekeeping battalion heard that two more platoons were dispatched to rush over.

But for this kind of rescue, Sandy has given up hope.

Because the first batch of people who came to rescue them were his colleagues from the guard unit of his battalion, and these were the most effective fighters.

Among the people who were temporarily deployed to support, there were not many infantry professionals, and most of them were from the logistics and engineering units.

God……

He was a little desperate.

The night vision equipment in his hand also made him feel very powerless.

The old-fashioned low-light night vision device has no penetrating power and a short viewing distance. If the other party sneaks into the grass, he will be blind in both eyes.

"Lieutenant, Bro has been shot!"

One of his subordinates hid behind the tires of the car, curled up and lay on the ground with his head in his arms. Next to him lay the body of the subordinate named Bro.

"Lieutenant, Bro has been shot!"

He was still screaming, like a frightened and helpless child.

Sandy wanted to yell, but held back.

The fellow is a poor corporal, what can one ask of him?

Sandy took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart.

After all, I am the supreme commander here, and I am afraid, but can others not be afraid?

He glanced at the ballot box next to him, and told one of his subordinates lying in the ditch: "Keep an eye on the ballot box, and don't leave your sight!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth, jumped out of the ditch, and ran towards the car a few meters away.

He's going to drag poor Bro back into the ditch, and if he's not dead, he should be bandaged.

Bullets swished from different directions, hitting the ground, the car, and the trees.

Warheads smashing different objects or drilling into things of different textures will always make some strange and different sounds, but in the eyes of soldiers, this chaotic and trembling sound is like the god of death blowing a harmonica. All in the style of death.

Suddenly, Sandy felt hit by something hard, as if someone suddenly flashed from the side while he was running, and swept him in the leg with a baseball bat in his hand.

Before he could even feel the pain, Sandy fell headfirst to the ground.

The place where he fell was between the ditch and the vehicle, completely exposed to the enemy's sight.

it's over...

It took a few seconds before he felt severe pain, which made him scream out.

"Ah...it hurts...fuck..."

Subconsciously, I reached out and wiped it, and touched something sticky.

Don't look, Sandy knows it's blood.

Looking down, blood seeped out of the camouflage pants, staining the ground red.

He couldn't see the wound, but his leg was shaking by itself, and the pain was so painful that he lost control.

Now I just want to run, but I have no chance.

Sandy felt that he was dead, and soon someone would shoot him, unless the other party thought he was dead and not worth wasting a bullet.

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Just when Sandy was praying that the militants had treated him as a dead person and would not shoot him again, he found that two bullets hit the ground less than one meter away from him, and the splashed mud fell on his face , it's a little frustrating.

today……

It's really unlucky...

Sandy's heart darkened instantly, feeling that there was no hope in life.

Just when he was desperate, a huge monster rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards him in a daze.

Sandy was startled, thinking that the enemy had finally attacked here.

But when he saw the white body of the car and vaguely saw two huge UN English on the car, the ecstasy in his heart could not be described in words!
It's my own!

The car didn't turn on the lights, and it came to a horizontal stop in front of him. The car was not completely stable, and the machine gun on the roof had already started firing wildly.

Sandy couldn't see anyone in the machine gun position, so he realized that it was a vehicle-mounted automatic weapon platform.

It's Chinese!

Our own battalion does not have such equipment.

The Chinese are coming!
Chinese soldiers are coming!

Sandy felt the fire of his life finally being rekindled before it was extinguished in the wind.

"help me!"

He desperately yelled at the Chinese vehicle with no regard for the officer's face.

"Here, I'm here, save us!"

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)