Female president's private killer

The battle trenches trembled in the torrential explosion.

The explosion-proof shed, bulletproof wall, ammunition box, wreckage of machine armor and discarded damaged guns were damaged, broken and flew into the sky in a hemispherical white light.

If someone enters the battle after the first extension of artillery fire, he will never survive.

The Chinese prisoners of war hiding on the hillside were gnashing their teeth.

The whole position was covered by shells. They could only hide outside the scope of the artillery fire and had no chance to go in at all.

It is also 100 meters from the position.

However, from this side to the position, you have to climb up and cross a narrow ridge in the right front and talk about speed. It's absolutely impossible to be faster than those white suss. Besides, most people here are unarmed. Once the bessus people seize the position first, it is like a fool's dream to rush in again.

"How many people are there on the battlefield?" Lieutenant Colonel Lin Yulin looked anxiously at the women around him.

"It's estimated that there are more than ten people who can play." Lin hantou did not return.

"About ten?" Lin Yulin and the soldiers behind him came down in cold sweat. They stared at the positions repeatedly ravaged by gunfire. They really couldn't imagine how more than a dozen people would stick to it.

Not to mention that the current position has been bombed like this, even if it is a complete position just built, it is impossible to protect these ten people against more than 100 Baisu soldiers who are ready.

The artillery covering the position was ploughing the position repeatedly, and the soldiers had vaguely seen the Baisu people at the foot of the hillside ready to move.

Perhaps when the next artillery fire extends, they will launch an assault at the fastest speed. It only takes more than ten seconds, and they can reach a position less than 60 meters in front of the position.

At the moment when the fire stopped. They were no more than forty meters from the position.

Forty meters is almost a fall for a position without artillery support.

No one knows how many casualties there are in the back and forth coverage of those artillery. Even if they all survive, they will face ten times the attack of their own enemy.

"One hundred and sixty-two people." Lin Han didn't notice the changed faces of the soldiers around him. Sneered: "even civilians rushed up with guns. These baisus are fucking crazy. They don't know that guy can't stand stimulation? "

That guy?

Lin Yulin opened his mouth. Finally he didn't say anything.

Who's that guy?

I don't know how this woman can accurately know the number of each other when she can only vaguely see. All he knew was that this was how the white suss army, known as the strongest army in the world, fought.

These white suss are the most easily agitated people, and their paranoia has reached unimaginable levels. For their so-called honor, for their so-called pride, let alone civilians charging with guns, even doctors and nurses in hospitals have a fanatical factor to charge their enemies.

In the case of extreme madness, these fanatical guys who claim to die for the emperor bessus at any time almost commit suicide by charging, which is known as the strongest army in the world.

In addition to these guys boasting and arrogant, the brainwashing rule of their domestic royal family is also one of the reasons for this tradition of falling into fanaticism once incited.

The artillery fire extended back again, and the baisus soldiers on the hillside jumped up at the same time and ran up frantically.

Eighty meters.

Sixty meters.

Ten meters.

The artillery fire covering the position finally stopped, and the charging pessus soldiers burst out a cry and began the final sprint under the command of two school level officers.

Corleone is behind and Bonasera is ahead.

The two battalion commanders of the first battalion of the second regiment of the baisus 031 brigade look like crazy tigers.

In the roar of their red necks, more than 160 white sus soldiers rushed up with red eyes, and the cry of wild animals echoed in the valley. It's creepy.

After nine hours of fighting, there were only six of the 20 self-propelled artillery, four of the 38 mecha, and more than 500 people. In the end, there were only more than 100 people. A whole full infantry battalion was bleeding in front of this position.

Corleone could not accept such a result.

At this time, he had long lost his usual calm appearance. Under the protection of several guards, he waved a pistol and urged his soldiers with the most violent voice.

He doesn't accept defeat and doesn't want reinforcements.

He will personally wash the position and cut every prisoner he catches.

These damn chinese people have given themselves too much humiliation, especially in the previous attack, more than 200 people finally fled!

If you can't wash the shame yourself. He will be the laughing stock of all the nobles of bethus. I can't lift my head all my life!

Corleone is not afraid of death.

He has not been afraid of death since he entered the near guard camp of the Royal youth army of bethus at the age of ten.

Because he knew that bessus, who was bound to the southeast, had endured for decades, and that the tragedy of the depressed men of his parents and grandparents and generations of bessus could finally end in this generation. Since he was sensible, he knew that war would come in this era.

It's no secret or delusion.

This is the result of repeated inference and calculation by the bessus people who have been preparing to go abroad to sweep the world for generations.

The current situation has become so chaotic.

The white Susi men of their generation can finally stop watching the giant ships built with all their national strength grow old in the port like their parents and grandparents.

It's time to make contributions and open up new territories.

For the glory of his Majesty the emperor bethus, and for his father who was old but still went to the streets to cheer when bethus sent troops.

Corleone will never allow himself to fail, and will never allow himself to go back in disgrace and shame the family.

When the two companies that attacked him in the last wave collapsed again, he decided to put all his eggs in one basket.

Putting all his eggs in one basket does not mean that he has lost all his senses.

He saw the embarrassment of the lack of anti mecha weapons in the Chinese positions and the ferocity of the Taihang mecha.

So he ordered four mecha to detour to the position from left to right, making it difficult for the Taihang to care about the head and tail. Then he ordered the self-propelled artillery to pour all ammunition into the position to provide cover for the last charge.

He doesn't believe that under such an attack, those Chinese people on the mountain can still hold it. As long as they take the mountain, they can wash the shame with blood!

"Rush up! Die for your Majesty's great cause! " Corleone got rid of the guards and charged himself.

It's close.

It's close!

The front deputy battalion commander Bonasera is less than 35 meters away from the position!

"Bang."

The first shot came from the position.

The cry of a private bethus stopped suddenly. He stood straight in place and fell back a moment later. In the middle of his eyebrows, the bullet hole of a flesh and blood mold was like a blooming blood flower.

The gun rang, and rifles and machine guns began to roar from the position.

Bullet chains form an intertwined optical network, wantonly harvesting the lives of baisus soldiers. The flying fusion grenade suddenly flashed in the crowd, and the white light suddenly spread, swallowing everything around. The broken limbs thrown up by the shock wave rolled in the air, hit the dust and hit the tree crown.

The swarming pessus soldiers fell down in rows like cut wheat, but the wave of charging, which had fallen into a state of madness, did not stop.

These white suss soldiers in gray uniforms did not stop at all. They gasped and rushed desperately to the position, running and firing back.

Rifle and machine gun bullets hit the soil in front of the position, and rows of bullet holes appeared in an instant. Smoke filled the air, and the pessus soldiers in charge of heavy fire support carried portable rocket launchers and small caliber shells for unrestricted fire suppression.

The curved missile tail smoke and the straight shell light crisscross.

On the flank hillside, more than 200 Chinese prisoners of war ran desperately to the position behind Lin Han, staring at the position. Everyone looked iron blue.

They did not expect that the bessus would be so crazy, nor did they expect that only a dozen people in this position could fight.

They could see the Chinese soldiers lying on the shooting position firing along the position.

They knew that their comrades in arms there swam on the edge of death every minute. The baisus were only 20 or 30 meters away from the front of the position, but they were still 60 or 70 meters away from the mecha trench at the back of the position.

The bessus are getting closer and closer to the position.

Thirty meters.

Twenty five meters.

Twenty meters.

The hearts of the prisoners of war were beating violently with the footsteps of the white suss.

A man's figure poked his head out of the position and shot.

This is the fifth time that the Chinese soldiers on the hillside have seen this figure. The first four times, he shot and killed at least six Baisu soldiers.

One shot, two shots, three shots.

Almost at the same time, the three bessus soldiers who rushed in front fell to the ground; Another white Susi soldier holding a fusion grenade was swinging his arm to throw forward, but his body trembled violently. The grenade in his hand fell weakly on the ground. After a loud noise, the soldier was blackened 20 meters around.

The figure of the man quickly retracted, almost in the room where he retracted his head, and the crazy fire of the white suss swept over his head and the pit wall behind him.

"Master." A Chinese soldier waved his fist. His fist had not been waved to the end, but the man moved three steps aside, one probe and one shot.

The prisoners of war saw their blood boiling and their eyes were splitting!

This madman!

Almost shot at the enemy's muzzle!

The shot hit a lieutenant baisus in the middle of the eyebrow with unparalleled accuracy. The young lieutenant baisus knelt down with incredible eyes open.

When his head hit the flying dust heavily, the prisoners of war saw the man roar, and then two Chinese soldiers in the two shooting positions next to him quickly got up and ran to the other end of the position with him.

As soon as they left, a missile rushed to their original position and the earth rushed to the sky.

The bessus soldiers who charged had fallen half in front of the position, and the firepower on the position had not weakened at all.

The cross fire net still appears from all angles, constantly harvesting the lives of the Baisu people, and blocking the gray wave of charging on the 20 meter line.

Twenty meters from the position, a whole row of white suss soldiers have fallen, and more people are falling on this line.

More than a dozen people, even beat the white Susi people can't cross the thunder pool!

Lin Yulin gasped and his eyes flashed: "nice fight."

"That's great." A major who followed Lin Yulin murmured, "this kind of firepower construction! This position is running! It's perfect! "

In the heartfelt admiration of the two officers, the hearts of the soldiers became calmer and calmer.

They even have a feeling that they may not have to fight, and the guys in the position can clean up their opponents.

Closer and closer to the position, the mecha trench is close at hand.

The soldiers suddenly heard the footsteps of mecha running behind them. Looking back, the head of Taihang, which was missing a corner, appeared in their eyes.

The enemy in front of the position began to charge madly.

Bonasera howled and rushed to the position. At least ten white suss soldiers gathered next to him. The Chinese soldiers in the positions swept by their fierce fire could not raise their heads.

Ten meters.

Five meters!

Under the leadership of Bonasera, the bessus soldiers rushed on the whole line and were about to rush into the position.

"Bang."

There was a gunshot.

Bonasera stopped fiercely as if she had been fixed!

He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A blood hole was constantly spraying blood.

His Adam's apple twitched violently, and thick blood foam gushed out of the corner of his mouth.

The world

The world revolves before my eyes.