Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 174 Ding Qingzhou ([-])
Going back a little bit in time, the Qingzhou army is pressing on the whole line, and the pressure is undoubtedly the 107 highland. Although the sky is lightly raining, but because this position has been plowed several times by artillery fire, there is thick floating soil everywhere, and the rain falls , It immediately became a muddy place, and there were countless bullet casings, shell fragments and corpses intertwined on the ground. In this small dead place, it was already a Shura field. Even the elite of the Qingzhou Army, He didn't dare to go forward easily. The Qingzhou army has eaten more than a thousand people in this position these days?Already tens of thousands!
The Qingzhou Army has also spent a lot of money. Helicopters hover in the sky, armored vehicles and tanks are raging on the ground, and infantrymen also have shotguns, flamethrowers, submachine guns and other sharp weapons for hand-to-hand combat. The Army of Hope on the 107th position has fallen into The Jedi, the entire position has fallen, Zhao Si and Cui Jiajin brought a hundred or so wounded people, relying on the last four bunkers and a few trenches to support them.

"Zhao Si! How are you?" Cui Jiajin pushed Zhao Si, whose eyes were bleeding and his face was extremely painful, and asked.

"It's okay! It's just a pair of tricks. If you are blind, you will be blind!" Zhao Si gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were blown into his eyes by the dust splashed by the shells. To put it lightly, but as a sharpshooter, if these two moves are abolished, the marksmanship will also be abolished, but he already has the heart of death, and he doesn't care anymore, killing him is over.

"You're in charge now, go ahead and send me Tian Laosan. Didn't he blow up his arm? He shot out his eyes, I'll shoot, and we two cripples will still entrust him with a dozen or so bastards to go on the road together!" After saying that, Zhao Simo I saw a heavy machine gun. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel it more easily than ordinary soldiers.

Zhao Siyou, a young officer who is calm, has excellent military skills, is quite strong in military command, and graduated from a regular military academy, is so useless, what a loss for the Army of Hope!
If it weren't for Zhao Si, would the 107 Heights have survived until now?That's bullshit!
But what can be done, he, Cui Jiajin, has no time to sigh, because he still has to instruct the No. [-] brothers to drag more people on the road!

There is no way to retreat this time, and the back road has been cut off. Looking around, there are densely packed enemies in all directions!

This inexhaustible Qingzhou bastard!
"Major Cui! Someone is coming from the east!" A soldier with a thick bandage on his face shouted. Cui Jiajin walked over and crawled over, carefully poking his head out. The ground was illuminated brightly.

"Suppression of firepower! All bazookas are in your hands!"

Cui Jiajin shouted: "Army of Hope!"

"Army of Hope!" Everyone shouted enthusiastically!

But they vaguely heard that the direction of the second regiment had already shouted hope.

Not only the 107th battalion, but the entire second regiment may have reached the last moment!

They are not afraid of death, but they don't know whether their death is worthwhile, whether the Army of Hope can win the final victory, whether the City of Hope can be saved, and whether the President can see their sacrifice?

But their tenacious resistance is of no value. No matter how high their fighting spirit is, they can no longer cause any real damage or stop to the Qingzhou Army. In the four bunkers, they were overturned by tanks and their positions were attacked. After another indiscriminate bombardment by artillery and gunship rockets, it became silent.

The 107nd Battalion of the 3000nd Regiment of the Army of Hope guarded the 6000th position until the last moment, eliminated more than 107 enemy troops, and killed no less than [-] people directly. It is the most important contribution to restraining the Qingzhou Army from rushing to help the two wings.

There were 230 people in the whole battalion, and 530 people from each unit were attached as reinforcements. Except for the 390 wounded and [-] people who were sent to the wounded in the first few days, all of them were killed.

A middle-aged officer with the appearance of a colonel stepped on the last place where the gunpowder smoked. He said nothing for a long time, and finally said: "Look, if there are any alive, disarm and rescue! Although they are enemies, they are all good. This battle It's fucking embarrassing to beat like this!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the sound of gunfire from the direction of the second regiment of the Army of Hope gradually stopped, and the continuous flickering flames exploded in the sky, as if helicopters were fighting fiercely in the air.

He sat on the ground with a miserable face, and murmured: "We lost, the direction of City of Hope has changed."

Zeng Lijun ignored Xia Houxin, and directly led hundreds of people on tanks and rushed to the 107 Heights to help. Let the surrender be left to a group of people, he is now going to rescue Pao Ze, who he fought the hardest!

"Old Zeng, that Zhao Si is really kind. This battle can still be fought there. Ordinary people have already been crushed."

Tang Zhenguo and Zeng Lijun sat together on the turret of the tank and said.

"That's right, this kid is really good. I really wronged him by making him a platoon leader. I heard that a serious military student who is two years younger than Zhang Zhiheng is older than me and has a future. After this time, I will definitely support him. Let this kid be alone, he is no worse than Zhou Ming!"

"Hey, that means, how dare you compare yourself to Zhou Ming? That's Mr. Zong Xian's little brother, hardcore!" Tang Zhenguo said with a smile.

"I'm just a comparison, and Zhou Ming is not bad. Otherwise, Guang Zhongcheng wouldn't be able to occupy the current position. Chu Heng is not the kind of crony person. Look, I don't need to say, Zhao Si is valued. Running."

But as soon as the words fell, he saw the fire on the 107th position. The light after the explosion of the artillery fire was extremely dazzling in the dark night. up.

What does it mean?
The second regiment and the second battalion are gone?
When victory is in sight, this group of warriors just died like this?

Zeng Lijun slammed the eight-one bar in his hand on the tank, and the parts flew off on the spot, which shows the great force.

"I'm fucking you!"

"Rush to the 107th position and kill these bastards for me!"

"I don't want any prisoners!" Zeng Lijun said furiously, "I'll let the Qingzhou Army bury the brothers of our Second Battalion! All of them!"

Many soldiers shed tears. When they watched the fierce attack on the 107 Heights, they were unable to rush to help because of orders. But on the eve of the victory counterattack, these convincing robes died like this?
All gone?
The joyful feeling in my heart of chasing down the enemy was instantly replaced by the uncontrollable grief in my chest. These soldiers pulled the bolts of their guns, checked the clips, eager to rush forward to avenge their unwilling comrades-in-arms !

Zhang Zhiheng and Xia Houxin behind Zeng Lijun were going to pack up the prisoners first, clean up the battlefield, and wait for the follow-up transport troops to catch up before launching a general attack, but suddenly the sound of guns and guns in the only remaining battle place in front of them disappeared, and they looked at each other with ugly faces After taking a look, Zhang Zhiheng bit his gums to bleed, and said: "I, Zhang Zhiheng, am sorry for them!"

Xia Houxin said with a faint sigh: "It is a pity to die bravely until death, but it is a pity for this good battalion leader."

"Let's go, let's go up, grab Zeng Lijun, don't let him be blinded by hatred and start killing."

A temporarily leveled field with a few tanks was used as a temporary parking place for the helicopters. Numerous engineering vehicles and ammunition vehicles followed, and they were urgently replenishing ammunition and fuel for these armed helicopters.

"Yes, there are three Wuzhi-10s, one Wuzhi-19, one Zhi-8, six tanks, three infantry fighting vehicles, and thirty or forty infantry. Just remember thirty, definitely more than that."

Feng Shuai leaned on the nose of the machine, chewing gum and said.

The person in charge of the recording was taken aback for a while, but he still recorded it truthfully, because he also saw it from behind. Unstoppable.

Lu Xiu came back from not far away, and without greeting Feng Shuai, he said gently to the ground crew loading ammunition behind him: "Speed ​​up the loading, there is a war ahead."

"What's the matter? Isn't it just chasing the remnant enemy and going straight to Xin Qingzhou?" Feng Shuai asked.

"Highland 107 has been wiped out, and the vanguards of Zeng Lijun and Tang Zhenguo have already met the enemy." Lu Xiu said.

"Fuck!" Feng Shuai spit out the chewing gum in his mouth, and asked, "How's the supplement going?"

"The fuel has been replenished, the ammunition is 70.00%!"

Feng Shuai jumped into the helicopter and said, "That's enough! Remove the device and let's take off! Go to the front and fuck the fuck, these Qingzhou army planes dare to fight back, we really think we are dead!"

"This is against the rules. The captain said that the next supply point is preset to be [-] kilometers southwest of Xinqingzhou. We may not be able to maintain combat effectiveness to the designated location."

"Hey, I believe in you. If you hit the ball on time, you won't waste it? Hurry up, time is gold, and bah bah is energy coins!"

Lu Xiu thought for a while, and agreed: "Let's withdraw, support earlier, maybe we can save a few tanks from being scrapped."

So, at the place where the helicopter was parked, suddenly a Wuzhi-10 turned its propeller, took off and left.

Song Yuanhang stood on an ammunition truck and said angrily: "Meteor! Feng Shuai, I want to put you in confinement! Why don't you obey the command every time! Lu Xiu's calm temper is also messing around with him!"

The second echelon of the Qingzhou Army originally thought that they had made a breakthrough by conquering Height 107, but they suddenly discovered that the friendly forces all over the mountains and plains began to collapse.

This is still a yarn!gunfire!tank!Helicopter!The army of hope, as ferocious as wolves, pounced on them. Their resilience was far inferior to the army of hope, and countless soldiers collapsed on the spot!
Kneel down and surrender, turn around and run!
This decadent atmosphere was widely spread, and within a quarter of an hour, Zeng Lijun's striker had regained the 107 Heights!

(End of this chapter)