Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 343 Impossible Mission (2)
"Who is it!" Suddenly, the sharp knife said in a low voice, and at the same time, he clenched the weapon in his hand vigilantly.

"Venus!" A sonorous and forceful reply came from the front, and the sharp knife immediately realized that it was his own people, icebergs and snowfields.

"Jiandao, are you alright?" Bingshan and Xueyuan came before them, holding Jiandao's hand with concern.

"I'm fine, but the target is dead." The sharp knife pointed at Shao Lizhuo's bleeding calf, and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were on the periphery?"

While squatting down to bandage Shao Lizhuo's wound, Bingshan said to the sharp knife, "This is our decision. You can do whatever you want after the operation is over."

Jiandao stared blankly at the iceberg and snowfield, speechless for a while, and finally smiled bitterly and said: "You guys. Let's forget it this time, but it's not an example!"

"Yes!"

The sharp knife nodded, and was about to ask a question, when suddenly, a string of tracer bullets tore apart the tranquility here, drawing a series of shining bright lines in the void, with a sharp howl, ferociously smashing a nearby tree. The white poplar was cut in half.

Jiandao was startled, turned his head and saw figures on the gentle slope behind him, gunshots like popping beans, and screaming, it seemed that the enemy army had followed their tracks and caught up.

"Damn it, I'll let them see how powerful the sharp-edged troops are!" Xue Yuan's forehead swelled, and he rolled up his sleeves, quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet, and held the Mauser 98 flat with one hand , a posture eager to try.

Bingshan also glared and spewed fire, his blood surging, revealing a chilling murderous intent. "Jiandao, you and the target retreat first, we stay behind to hold the enemy back."

The sharp knife said sternly: "Now is not the time to be a hero. The iceberg and the target will be withdrawn first, and the snow field and I will hold the enemy back. Quick, this is an order!"

"understand!"

The sharp knife said to Bingshan who had just taken two steps: "Remember to lay mines 100 meters away from the pick-up point, and turn around so that those turtle grandsons can taste what it's like to be a roast pig."

"Yes." Bingshan took Shao Lizhuo to the depths of the forest.

The sharp knife glanced at the gentle slope, and saw a large group of French soldiers struggling forward along the gentle slope with thorns and rough ground.

The vegetation covering the hillside is so thick that there is no way to go. The annoying trees, grass and vines are constantly tearing at the skirt of the clothes, making it extremely difficult to walk.With the hindrance of this natural barrier, the tracking speed of the French was delayed a lot.This invisibly gave Jiandao and others a chance to breathe.

Jian Dao sneered, and said to Xue Yuan: "Act immediately!" Immediately, two black figures rushed to the depths of the woods.

The sharp knife and the snow field stepped on the thick vegetation, walking forward with one foot deep and one shallow foot, but they never got rid of the enemy's entanglement. The bullets shot from behind from time to time passed by their ears and hit the criss-crossing trees. The crumbs were splashed.

At this time, the rain gradually stopped, and the white mist in the forest gradually thinned.This is not a good sign, because the line of sight is getting clearer and clearer, which is extremely difficult to cover up.

Jian Dao looked at the surrounding terrain, stopped, dodged behind the tree trunk, and said to Xue Yuan: "Let's hide first, it's time to show them some color."

Xue Yuan nodded, took a horizontal diving leap, and rushed to hide behind the horizontal tree trunk.

In a short time, two French soldiers have already touched here. "Papa" two shots fired, and the two soldiers were headshot immediately, and fell to the ground without a hum.

In less than a minute, dozens of enemy soldiers rushed here, walking carefully while looking for the target.

Fang Ping shot a drum full of [-] rounds in one go. He shook his arm and let out a sigh of relief. He quickly replaced the drum with a drum to vent his hatred.

Hearing the sound of the sharp knife to identify the position, he immediately poked out half of his body from behind the tree trunk, holding a Mauser 98 and a repeating pistol in one hand, two clear and beautiful eyes flashed an extremely cruel evil light, and the index finger quickly buckled Pull the trigger.

Puff puff……

The unique muffled sound of the bullet hitting the flesh made one's heart tremble.

Just as the two were frantically harvesting the lives of the French, at seven o'clock, about 100 meters away, a pair of eagle-like eyes in the bushes had spotted them.

Suddenly, in a bush not far away, a thin figure was carrying a Chinese-made grenadier, and his withered fingers were pre-pressing the trigger, locking the sharp knife.

There was an ear-piercing shrill whistling sound from far to near.

Just after killing an enemy, Xue Yuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a shell coming from the direction of [-] o'clock, and the target pointed directly at the sharp knife that was concentrating on shooting.

"Get out of the way." Xue Yuan rolled over as soon as he hugged the sharp knife, and rolled under a tree five meters away.

There was a loud "boom", and the sharp knife looked at the place where he was hiding just now, the fire was shining, and the sawdust fell and flew.

The furious enemy took advantage of the time when the two fell to the ground, and quickly pulled away the skirmish line, screaming and shouting strangely, and quickly approached under the cover of the trees.At the same time, four light machine guns fired towards this side, and the airtight bullets hit the trees in the forest riddled with holes.

Just at this critical moment, they heard a loud "bang" in the distance, and the two of them turned their heads suddenly, only to see a large mushroom cloud suddenly rising from the position of the barracks on the dam, and a flame burst from the black cloud. The regiment rushed straight out.

"The brothers in the third group took their old home away." Xue Yuan said to the sharp knife with a face covered in mud and blood, while bullets were flying non-stop on them.

"It's still the same sentence, let's not take it as an example." The sharp knife still said with a sullen face.

Xue Yuan smiled.

"The enemy is pressing up, we should withdraw." Jiandao said calmly.

"Yes." The two squatted down and ran to the depths of the jungle ahead in a low posture.Before long, they caught up with Bingshang and Shao Lizhuo.

At this time, Bingshan was busy placing the five infantry mines in a shaded corner. He patted the dirt on his hands and said to the sharp knife: "The mines are already arranged, do you think it's ok?"

The sharp knife glanced and nodded: "Not bad."

Bingshan is an expert in blasting. What stands out is that he doesn't follow the rules and sticks to the rules. Instead, he spontaneously develops many weird blasting patterns, and even the sharp knives are dazzled.Five powerful infantry mines were placed by this kid within a radius of [-] feet. As for how he connected the five infantry mines together, I am afraid that no one can figure it out except himself.It was precisely because of his appreciation of this skill that Jiandao absorbed him into the sharp-edged army.

Just as Bingshan was about to say something, dense gunfire followed.

"Grandma is a bear." Xue Yuan cursed fiercely, took the assault rifle from his shoulder, pulled the bolt, and stepped behind a tree ten meters away.

Glancing at the swollen army bag on the back of the iceberg, the sharp knife said loudly: "Use your high-explosive grenade to beat the mother hard for me."

"Yes." Bingshan took off the army bag, revealing a large bag of grenades.

At this moment, the sharp knife couldn't hold back anymore. He threw away the first aid gauze in his hand angrily, grabbed the Type 95 light machine gun from the ground, skillfully replaced it with a drum, and was about to rush to the bunker.Shao Lizhuo had noticed the bleeding wound on the sharp knife's left shoulder a long time ago, seeing that he was going to fight for his life, he hurriedly grabbed him, and said eagerly: "You are so injured that you still have to fight for your life."

"If we don't try our best, can we leave?" Jian Daoping said coldly with a light machine gun in his hand.

"The enemy is rushing up!" Ice shouted, and threw two grenades at the enemy group while letting go.

Amidst the loud bang, two bursts of fire were fired, and the Frenchman who rushed over from the opposite jungle was immediately wrapped in shrapnel, and was immediately dismembered, with blood and flesh splattered.After this wave of explosions, the enemy's firepower was suppressed at once.

Taking advantage of the gap in the enemy's firepower, the sharp knife said in a deep voice: "The airship is coming soon, and now it is starting to move closer to the designated location."

He waved his hand and shouted to Xue Yuan: "Take your target and retreat quickly, go to the designated place and join other brothers immediately."

Several people had just retreated four or five meters away, when a grenade shot from the opposite side exploded screaming five or six meters away from their left flank. Fortunately, the trees sheltered them, and the exploding shrapnel and churning air waves were like devil's claws. A large tree was peeled off, and the sawdust and debris splashed around hit the neck of the sharp knife, causing a burning pain.

The sharp knife hissed and shouted towards the iceberg behind him: "Pay attention, it's eleven o'clock direction, knock out that damn grenadier for me."

Bingshan's eyes were bloodshot and he held the gun with one hand, squatting like a body, the light machine gun in his hand roared, and an enemy who had just emerged from behind cover had half of his head knocked off by the venomous bullet.

Bingshan emptied the remaining bullets in the drum in one breath, suddenly turned sideways, and picked up a grenadier from his side, and the sharp knife had already loaded the grenade for him.

"Hoo!" A sharp howling sound passed by, and the 40mm grenade flew out in anger!

Just in the blink of an eye when he fired this grenade.

On the opposite side, a sharp howl of "Woo" broke through the air.

At eleven o'clock, the French grenadier picked fire almost at the same time as the iceberg!

The long tail flame drew a striking milky white parabola in the void, and the grenade shot straight at the location of the iceberg, like a god of death spreading its wings, screaming and rushing towards the iceberg.At this moment of life and death, with sharp eyes and quick hands, a sharp praying mantis catching cicadas sideways in frustration, grabbed Bingshan's right shoulder, a sturdy front servant, and quickly fell over in a sunken grass directly in front of him.

Bang The grenade exploded under the tree trunk where the iceberg had been invisible just now. At the same time, at a distance of about 67 meters in the direction of eleven o'clock, the French grenadier was smashed into pieces by the grenade shot by the iceberg, leaving rotten cloth scraps , bloody minced meat, a head with distorted features, mixed with hair and bones, all were thrown to the branches and leaves of trees within a radius of one foot in a shower of blood.

The explosion of the grenade set off a violent air wave, like an iceberg hit by a steel plate, and his muscles and bones were about to split. The black military uniform was torn into catkins, exposing his muscles and bones.He turned over and stood up, spit out a mouthful of grass mud, and said to Bingshan: "How is it? You are not injured."

"It's okay, after all, French products are produced in our country." Bingshan glared at the enemy opposite, and spat hard.

The two looked at each other and smiled, each looking for cover, gasping for breath while changing magazines.

The enemy saw that the opponent did not fire back for a long time, and mistakenly thought that they had run out of ammunition. 100 meters away, the French yelled in half-baked Chinese to hand in their guns and surrender, while stretching the skirmish line and tentatively searching forward.

(End of this chapter)