Chapter 141 Retreat
"retreat!"

"Retreat quickly, I'll break the rear!"

Lu Nan used the communicator to report to his teammates while constantly pulling the trigger.The infrared laser simulator on the muzzle fired, and as the gunshots sounded, white smoke rose from the soldiers who were rappelling from the helicopter.

Old Pao's voice came: "Take advantage of the blizzard to retreat from the west, and go to the landing area to join the Timberwolves."

'Bang bang~~~'

A series of gunshots sounded, Lu Nan hid his body behind the birch tree, and white gas kept coming out of his mouth and nose.

Suddenly a white figure ran over, and Lao Pao held the assault rifle, pulled the bolt and fired.A crisp short burst sounded, and white smoke continued to rise from the red soldiers outside the forest.

With the fire support of the old artillery, Lu Nan was able to breathe and shoot the red soldiers as accurately as possible.

"One machine gunner at one o'clock." Lao Pao provided information to Lu Nan during the shooting.

Taking off the goggles, Lu Nan put his eyes close to the scope, roughly estimated the wind speed and humidity at this time, and pulled the trigger after the calculation was completed.

'boom! '

After a gunshot, the red machine gunner more than 400 meters away was scrapped and withdrew from the exercise site.

The Mi-8 transport helicopter can transport two combat squads at a time. Faced with such a powerful firepower and staffing, although the red team is insufficient in three-person coordination, tactical strikes, and electronic reconnaissance interference, it does not mean that the infantry is weak in combat effectiveness.

What kind of troops can be equipped with Mi-8 transport helicopters? Lu Nan is also at a loss. The Northern Military Region is so arrogant?

They are all from the same division, Lu Nan is still very confident in the combat effectiveness of the infantry, they are not soldiers squatting behind the tanks and walking slowly after the shelling.After finally catching the Blue Army special forces personnel, these buddies have long been determined to die, and dare to sit on a helicopter for an airborne raid in such a big snowstorm.

Isn't it good to go home and sleep on the shoulders? You have to brave the snowstorm to find fault, isn't it just to guide the planes and tactical missiles to bomb, and set up an armored regiment and an infantry regiment, so stingy.

Picking up the assault rifle, he jumped and hid under a thick birch tree. The gunshots in his ears disappeared, and when he looked back, white smoke was coming out of the old cannon.

"Coyote report, Mountain Coyote is out."

"Damn!"

The retreating sniper team stopped.

The health worker then said: "You also retreat, the reconnaissance helicopter on the opposite side has been flying over our heads, we divert the helicopter for reconnaissance, and we cannot wipe out the whole army. The backup radio station is on the mountain wolf, so be careful all the way."

Lu Nan, who was hiding behind the tree, glanced at the red soldiers who were advancing towards the woods.

"learn."

With the assault rifle on his back, Lu Nan crawled to Old Pao, who quietly threw the spare radio at Lu Nan's feet, then continued to sit on the snow and pretended to be dead, and even picked up the lighter to smoke , enjoyed it very much.

"The corpse can still smoke?" Lu Nan complained as he picked up the spare radio and carried it on his back.

Lao Pao said to the red soldiers who were coming in the snow not far away: "They are here."

"Fuck!"

After cursing, Lu Nan hurriedly ran into the woods and chose to diverge.The sound of the helicopter in his ear gradually faded away, Lu Nan didn't dare to stop for a moment, stepped on the thick snow and ran in one direction, taking out the compass from time to time to correct the direction.

Panting, he ran out of the woods. There was a hillside in front of him. Lu Nan covered his head and slid directly down, rolling several laps on the snow before stopping.Opening his eyes, he didn't dare to stay in the slightest, he got up with hands and feet and continued to run forward.

The snowflakes falling from the sky are getting bigger and bigger, the cold wind is blowing, and the line of sight is less than ten meters away.Seeing the surroundings getting darker and darker, Lu Nan put on the night vision goggles and walked forward slowly.

Until the surroundings were completely dark, and only the whistling cold wind could be heard in his ears, Lu Nan lit up a bright flashlight and walked aimlessly in the cold wind, trembling uncontrollably all over his body, and his feet were numb from the cold.

The further you go, the more difficult it is to walk. The snow has reached the calf and knees, and every step is extremely difficult.

Panting heavily, Lu Nan couldn't move anymore.

Sitting down in the snow, his big hands wearing cold gloves reached into his rucksack and picked up the smoke bomb.This is a red smoke signal flare, which is used for emergency help. When we set out, the dog head Lao Gao repeatedly told us not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary, unless it is in a dangerous situation.

Lu Nan looked at the vast blizzard, this must be an emergency, right?

After thinking about it, Lu Nan still didn't pull up the distress signal.This blizzard day, is there anyone nearby?
Taking out the compass and the map to determine the direction, Lu Nan took out the water bottle from his cotton-padded jacket to drink, and tore open a bag of chocolates and put it in his mouth.One step is one step, otherwise Lao Pao and the others will be out of the game in vain.

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In the forest camp.

Lao Pao and the others were holding tea mugs and drinking hot tea. The fire in front of them was burning brightly. Someone threw a few pieces of fuel into it.Looking at the heavily armed soldiers around, the boss lowered his head to keep warm by the fire.

"Such a big snowstorm will kill people." Yuan Lang stood in the forest and looked into the distance.

"He is the best special fighter in the Spike Brigade." Old Pao said.

Yuan Lang turned his head: "But he is only 20 years old this year, and my heart aches when I see him."

"I'm his squad leader, since the recruit company, and he'll kill you."

The paratrooper was grilling ham and eating: "Where's Xiao Geng?"

The hygienist at the side reached out and snatched the roasted ham sausage, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. Seeing the ham sausage being snatched, the paratrooper gritted his teeth and pointed at the hygienist.

Yuan Lang held the headset next to his mouth and asked, "How about point b?"

After a brief exchange, Yuan Lang knelt down and stretched out his hands to keep warm: "You guys are good enough. You hibernated for two days and two nights at minus ten degrees. At first, I thought you would go to the c28 area to join the big troops. Squat here.

Your group b has been wiped out, and only that kid is left.The former chief of staff scolded me bloody, forcing me to form a squadron with eight helicopters looking for you in the snow, which is enough fun. "

"Special warfare!" Old Pao said.

A lieutenant standing beside him asked, "Who is the one who ran away? He's dying?"

Yuan Lang rubbed his hands: "The little wolf cub of the Wolf Fang Brigade, code-named Coyote, is their assaulter. Where is another soldier named Xiaozhuang? Isn't he with you?"

The hygienist, who was munching hard on the ham sausage, responded: "After retiring from the army, go back to university, from the directing department."

"Your captain is also out. A team of six can kill ten of me, that's fine."

"What does the battle damage ratio represent? We have millions of troops and tens of millions of reserves. But if such a war happens, human lives are just a series of numbers."

The lieutenant was slightly angry: "This is already the worst exchange ratio in our team history. One of you will exchange us for 1.2."

"Hehe~~~"

"Hahaha."

Several people laughed at the same time.

Lao Pao looked at the lieutenant while holding the tea mug: "Our highest exchange ratio is 0:230."

"Blow it." The lieutenant was not convinced.

Yuan Lang said earnestly: "They are not bragging. The Timberwolf operation, seven people and twenty poorly trained militiamen, wiped out the militants who trafficked in guns."

As soon as this remark came out, the soldiers around all looked at the few people in front of them with admiration.

(End of this chapter)

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