Rise of the Wasteland

Wenjingli is a river valley where the Jiulong River winds through, and there are farmland on both sides of the river bank. A highway runs along the valley, flanked by rugged mountains common in northern Korea, which is a good place to ambush.

The mountains are overgrown with grass and trees, covered with a thin layer of snow. Zhou Qingfeng followed the comrade-in-arms of the Three-Fourth-Fourth Regiment in an ambush here. At this moment, his ten fingers were all flushed with red. After entering the position, he almost didn't want to get tired.

This is **** bitter! No human nature, the emperor is not hungry soldiers, but the soil turtle drew a cake to encourage the soldiers to be courageous, and howled. And this cake is not a good thing, it turned out to be a war!

Zhou Qingfeng looked at those comrades who were also extremely tired but excited, always thinking: Is this the revolutionary ancestor? Are they too stupid or am I stupid? If I were not forced, I would definitely follow Chang Gong to cross the sea to enjoy the blessing. Why bother myself so much?

Just when Zhou Qingfeng was skeptical of life, the squad leader came to him on the waist, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Zhou big, well done. Actively help his comrades march and contribute their abilities to victory. We will continue to work hard to get the gun on time. Do n’t drop the chain! "

Zhou Qingfeng could only respond plainly to a smirk, but his heart was almost as bitter as eating Huanglian. The battle for such a crime has never been imagined. In the past, reading books said that the volunteer army had won one victory after another, but now there is no battle. Zhou Qingfeng was almost dragged to death by just a march.

The twenty-year-old squad leader was so ashamed that he was tired enough, but he took the time to mobilize before the war. Ten people in the class were divided into three combat groups. Zhou Qingfeng is a recruit. Although he is already an activist in the party, he is still in the observation period and can only be the lowest-level team member.

During the break, Zhou Qingfeng took time to eat something. He could have eaten, even if he hadn't been hungry even in the most tragic period of the wasteland, it can even be said that he had eaten better than when he was a diaosi.

But now the dry food bag only has fried soy beans. This little thing is very interesting. If anyone dares to say that ‘Spar’ is unpalatable after eating, Zhou Qingfeng can spit his face!

In order to have a bit of strength when fighting, Zhou Qingfeng ate up all the fried soy beans in the dry grain bag, and then he stared at the empty earthy road in the river valley and cursed: "I will come to you later, I You have to go up and eat a piece of meat, otherwise I will starve to death. "

The time at this moment was around 10 am on October 25, 50, and the second group of the 6th Division of the South Stick was leaving from the small town of Wenjing to Beizhen, both of which were small names of North Korea.

The commander of the Second Regiment received a report from his commander in his command car. It is said that he found signs of the CCP's army, but his superior, King Jin, reassured him that the Americans did not find any special hostility. Impossible to fight.

Now that the fighting has hit the Yalu River, the Americans feel that the flower farmers have missed the best time to send troops, and can only acknowledge the fait accompli that the current North Stick has been defeated. In the future, the military forces of the United States of America can be blocked at the rabbit's door, staring at the industrial base in the Northeast all the time.

Now, although the head of the Xian Corps has received signs of the Chinese Communist Army, he accepts the judgment of the Americans. He may encounter hundreds or thousands of volunteer combatants, and it is impossible to change the situation. Besides ...

"I have a regiment of more than 1,000 people. All American equipment, cars, armored vehicles, and artillery are very well equipped. There is invincible U.S. Air Force cover on top.

Leader Xian thought so and did the same. He let the whole regiment advance in a combat formation in order to clear away all the remaining North Stick forces encountered. A total of three battalions under his control broke into the ambush circle of the Volunteer Army 354 regiment.

"There are still such stupid people under the sky?" Zhou Qingfeng did not believe his eyes when he saw the enemy who appeared in front of him by car.

Ever seen a truck with twelve howitzers as a pioneer? That's right, artillery is a vanguard! This is what Nan Bangzi did before.

Not only the artillery was the vanguard, but the artillery was followed by more than twenty trucks with heavy and infantry. They also staggered in front of the 354th Regiment.

"Oh ... it ’s so happy!" Zhou Qingfeng was so happy. "I hope that all the enemies I meet in the future will be so stupid. God is so happy. God, please give me more in the future. Send this enemy commander to brush me up. "

In the future, the rabbit family ’s army circulated such a rumor, saying that after so many years of fighting, it was the most waste wood of the Nanbat Army that it had just encountered when it entered the DPRK. That really wastes level, wastes height, wastes a certain state. At any time, the puppet army supported by Eagle Sauce has always had no combat effectiveness.

"Great, I like this kind of opponent." Zhou Qingfeng's three or eight rifles are already hunger and thirsty. He desperately moved his fingers to let blood flow, so that he could shoot more flexibly.

"Don't hit them, let them pass." The leader of the squad commanded him, "Three or five or three groups are waiting."

"What? Don't fight!" Zhou Qingfeng watched the gang of fishes slip away from the front, really helpless. "It's so sad to not eat such a large carp."

The third battalion of the second battalion of the 6th Division of the South Stick crossed the ambush circle where Zhou Qingfeng was located, and then the second battalion behind them appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng and others. At this time, more than a thousand enemies as opponents were scattered on the road of several kilometers, unable to respond back and forth.

The enemy has entered the ambush pocket, and the troops are scattered better. Zhou Qingfeng watched the enemy infantry on foot and calmed down, but he calmed down ~ www.readwn.com ~ Bullying such an opponent is just not fulfilling! "

When all the enemies entered the ambush circle, Zhou Qingfeng finally waited for the long-awaited attack command. As soon as the squad leader hit, the rifle in his hand was firmly aimed at an enemy officer and he pulled the trigger.

At this time, the enemy's mobile units that had passed away had already started a firefight. The sound of gunfire came, and the enemy infantry behind them were alert. However, in Zhou Qingfeng's view, this alertness is to stand idly as a target.

There was a sudden burst of gunfire on the ambush ground, and Zhou Qingfeng's first bullet hit the chest of a target more than 100 meters away. The bullet passed through his chest, but saw no special injuries.

The Nangan officer was trying to trim the team, but he looked at his chest and fell down weakly. After Zhou Qingfeng fired once, he quickly pulled the bolt to pull out the cartridge case, and then pushed the next bullet into the cartridge chamber.

There was a crackling shot, followed by a bang and a bolt. The action is calm, the expression is calm, everything is extremely regular, each bullet destroys an enemy, fierce and deadly.

Command a million people, control the Caribbean, Megatron America, and the leader of the regiment running across Canada. (To be continued.)