Unlimited Military Base

After the meeting, two “diamond” helicopters rolled over the raindrops and flew over the buildings. The helicopter with the red cross mark slowly landed on the open space in front of the building. Another fully armed V09 helicopter kept circling around the building.

Pozick Lieutenant waved back and then picked up Allan to sprint to the “Diamond” helicopter with the red cross mark.

The helicopter jumped down to a crew with a flying helmet to help support Allan. At the same time, Gavin also came to the helicopter with the injured Jacks.

“Hey, be careful!”

“You have to wait for us at the base, be sure to take care of yourself. Remember, don’t swallow my breakfast!”

“Know it, rest assured!”

After setting up two wounded and one body, Pozick pulled the sliding door on the side of the cabin and patted the windshield in front of the cab. The Hiroshi helicopter could leave.

The helicopter began to pull high and then left with another helicopter responsible for the alert.

“Okay, let’s go!”

A lined up the temporary defense and proceeded. This time, the sound of the gunfire was significantly less, leaving only the sound of the rare guns in the distance and the sound of the rain. But the soldiers did not dare to neglect, they put the gun on their shoulders and tightened their nerves.

The Tank of the 21st Armored Division has gone far, and this time it is only by A.

Unexpectedly, the sound of shells and the sound of fire of light weapons, like the sound of drums across the mountain, feels very close, actually far away.

The heavy rain is still lingering, there is no sign of stopping. A row of torrential rain, cover each other, support each other, and use various cover tactics to slowly move forward. When the team advanced about six hundred yards, the soldiers detected that there were ten people in the place about 30 yards behind the corner of the ramp in front of the team.

Pozick Lieutenant reached out and Hiroshi stopped and then ordered a group of police roads on both sides. The second class observed the corner and the firepower was on standby.

Sergeant Orrison, the second class sergeant, slowly approached the corner. The soldiers behind him carried out their guns and tried their best to check all the corners around. Olison gently squatted on the ground covered with water. . . . . . The dirty water ran into the sergeant’s collar.

Orrison carefully shot the cornering gun out of the corner, but he hadn’t had time to see what was going on, and he recruited the enemy to sneak a tracer. Taylor behind Arisson pulled Orison back to the corner.

Hey! The bullet hit the corner and splashed with rain and stones.

“Edmund!” Taylor shouted back.

Machine gunner Edmund squeezed in and he and Orrison changed position. Taylor pushed the grenade launcher’s cannon, threw a grenade into the cannon, and then pulled the grenade launcher’s cannon.

“Ready? No, suppress firepower!”

Edmund pressed his body down and leaned against the wall. He twisted his body and took a step forward, sweeping the target and then retracting the corner. After a while, he took another step forward and fired at the enemy and retracted again.

Just as Edmund shot his body for the third time to shoot at the enemy, Taylor seized the opportunity to run behind a broken car at the ramp. He leaned out from the side of the broken car, raised his gun, and fired a grenade at the target.

call out! The grenade pulled out the grenade launcher, flew into the air, and then blasted it. More than a dozen small needles in the grenade with automatic identification and tracking function flew out. They locked the target, turned the direction, and banged it to the target.

Boom! The blast of fire illuminates the streets of terror. Edmund quickly fell to the ground, set up a machine gun, set the speed machine to the burst mode, and fully fired and suppressed the enemy. Pozick took the other two classes and ran across the ramp in two different directions.

The firepower class fell behind the bunker beside the ramp, and Doe set up a machine gun and fired at the enemy. Fred is on the side, killing the enemy with a short shot. A class crossed the fire line’s defense line and moved toward the enemy’s flank.

Two American soldiers ran past Boa. Boa turned to the muzzle and aimed at them. He beat one and the other did not hit.

despair! The rifle was not bulleted.

“Change the magazine!” Boa retracted behind the bunker piled up by bricks and stones, and shouted as he pulled off the magazine. White smoke has repeatedly emerged from the magazine and the bombing window. Boia threw the empty magazine back into the ammunition bag, pulled out the new magazine, knocked it twice on the helmet, and then replaced the rifle. He slammed down the bolt and just prepared to continue firing at the enemy, only to find that he was suppressed by the enemy.

The enemy’s bullets slammed on the bunker and hit the bricks and stones. Boa glanced at the heartbeat sensor on the rifle and was shocked: the number of American soldiers has surged from a dozen to more than a dozen, and their number is constantly growing!

This growth rate is almost faster than the speed of fast-growing chicken!

“Fifty goals, maybe more!”

“A class can’t move!”

“Let a class of fucking come back soon!” Pozick Lieutenant growled. Ding Ling was stunned, an enemy grenade flew over, hitting Pozick’s feet, splashing a string of water, and rolling a faint blue light. Pozick didn’t even think about it. He picked up the grenade and slammed it back.

Hey!

A group of soldiers, like the cats who burned the red coal, quickly returned from the enemy’s flank to the temporary defense line under the cover of the second class and the firepower class.

Hey! The guns of the friendly forces came from behind the A row. Taylor looked back and found that the brethren of the Second Reconnaissance Company of the Imperial Division had shot and surrounded them.

The second reconnaissance company commander, Captain William Marion, fell to the side of Pouzk Lieutenant and shouted: “The fucking caller will immediately retreat and evacuate from our sewers. This area will be handed over to us!”

“Call!” Lieutenant shouted and grabbed the Quantum step phone on his shoulder. “One class and the firepower class are withdrawn first, the second class is two times and two covers, Hellfire! Finished!”

Olison raised a smoke bomb.

The second class of fire began to strengthen, and a class and firepower class began to evacuate in an orderly manner, running to the well that William Captain said.

Snapped! A bullet was beaten on the right leg of Yaklit. Yaklit felt that his right leg had been beaten by a baseball bat, and he was numb, and then he fell to the ground.

The splash splashed.

Between the electric and the flint, everything around it seems to slow down. The time was snoring, the explosion stopped, bullets and grenades were suspended in midair, and the distorted faces of the soldiers were fixed on the face. Various strange ideas began to invade the brain of Yaklit.

In the past scenes, big, small, important and unimportant things rushed into Yaklit’s mind. Yacrete thought of her grandparents, moms and dads, brothers and sisters. He thought of the first time he was in school when he was a child: how bright the day was, and Xiaoyake ran to his parents while carrying his bag. The yellow school bus parked on the side of the road. On the school bus, he met many new friends. Yaklit thought of the first girl she liked. The girl smiled and smelled the flowers that Yacrete gave her, making Yaklit think she was the happiest person in the world. What is the girl called? Oh, she is now her girlfriend, Diana. 2. Yacrete thought of the university life of the past. . . . . . Yacrete thought how innocent and ignorant he was. If God gives him another chance, he will definitely turn back and retire, go to Diana and go to his ideal life.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death, those in life, those little things that slip away from him. He is afraid of being lonely and lonely, no one knows.

The rain fell on the body of Yaklit, and fell to the ground. Yin Hong’s blood flowed out of his legs and flowed to the wet ground, which was slowly brushed down by the rain.

He realized what is the real war.

Maybe it is to start a war to meet the needs of a few people. The war is fulfilled, or once satisfied with the aggressive instinct of man, but it also satisfies the desire for plunder, destruction, and cruel discipline and authoritarianism.

But no one cares about this.

Someone patted Fred’s shoulder, and Hiroshi’s next person to retreat was him. Fred was aiming calmly, flattening the rifle and laying down one American soldier who was trying to get closer. When the enemy had a fire vacancy, Freder took the time to stand up, patted the shoulders of the soldiers around him, and ran in the direction of the well. At this moment, he discovered Yaklit, who fell to the ground. Fred stopped and slammed the rifle on his back and did not hesitate to grab Yaklit.

Snapped! A bullet pierced the windless nano-armed vest and penetrated Fred’s body. “Ketchup” smashed, and Fred was slipping and almost fell.

Snapped! Another bullet flew over and hit Fred. Snapped! Snapped! The third, the fourth bullet flew over and embedded in Fred’s body. Fred bit his teeth, gasping, groaning and enduring severe pain, and threw Hardy into the well, and then he turned himself in, and fell into the sewer.

There are two mines on the wellhead.

The brethren of the Second Reconnaissance Company, who was in the sewer, seized them and took them to the depths of the sewer.

Fred and Yacrete, with the support of the people, moved forward in the shallows of the sewage in the sewers. When Fred was pulled up by the soldiers from the sewer, he had already lost consciousness.

The soldiers dragged them to a house that was blown up incomplete. “Doctors, fucking medics! Give me your fat butt!” In the middle, Yaklit heard that someone was roaring.

A medic of the second reconnaissance company ran over. He stumbled over Fred, took off his helmet, threw it aside, and then opened Fred’s bulletproof vest.

This kind of bulletproof vest can’t prevent American bullets at all. In the words of the soldiers, this thing is just an ornament besides being waterproof and increasing morale. The medics smashed Fred’s bulletproof vest and slammed it to the side. Four bloody bullet holes in Fred’s body were revealed.

“Oh, hell!” The medics squatted. He patted Fred’s face and shouted, “Hey! Buddy, wake up! You can’t die here!”

Fred had opened his eyes with difficulty, and blood slammed out of his mouth. The medical guard pressed his wound forward. Ferred took care of the soldiers and then did not move. The medic looked at his eyes and found that the pupil was fully enlarged. He sighed and slowly closed Fred’s eyes.

The rain, like the water ejected from the shower head, slammed down from the broken roof and poured it on the soldiers inside the house.

At this time, someone crowded the crowd. Arkley looked at it with a special look and found that it was Pozick Lieutenant and medical escort Torres.

“How about Fred and Yaklit, are they okay?” Pozick seized the shoulder of the second reconnaissance medic, and asked.

“This guy is dead, he has lost too much blood, and he has no time to rescue. And this guy is very lucky, just a bullet in his leg. You just need to take out the bullet that was left in his thigh.” The medics nodded at them, then stood up and grabbed their rifles and left with their brethren.

Pozkk sighed. He tore Fred’s collar and took the identity card from Fred’s neck and stuffed it into his pocket.

“Sorry, sir, it’s my fault.”

“Close your beak! This is not your fault. Come over, Torres, carry him to the table.”

Taylor walked quickly to the table and swept away all the messy things on the table. Then, Pozick and Torres lifted Yaklit and pushed him gently to the table.

Edmund fell to the back of a bullet hole in the wall, ensuring that the machine gun barrel did not reveal the bullet hole, he set up a machine gun, warning outside the house.

“Listen, Yaklit, we will help you get the bullets later, and we won’t use narcotics. You have to hold back, because it will be very painful.” Torres said with a pair of sanitary gloves. “Taylor, Come over and help us hold him down. Mahjong will help me spread his wounds.”

Taylor came over and slammed the rifle onto his back, then freed his hands and pressed Acrylic. Pozick took off the tactical gloves, removed the knee pads and leggings of Accott’s right leg, and then smashed his right leg trousers. The fleshy wounds are exposed.

“Get ready, I count to three.”

Yaklit looked up at his wound, his face pale, gasping, waiting for the huge pain. Taylor immediately reached out and covered his eyes.

“Three…” Torres looked up at Pozick and made a look at Pozick. In response, Pozick nodded.

“two……”

“One!” Pozick plunged his fingers into the wound of Yaklit and opened it. “Ah!” The screams of heartbreaking pierced the ears of someone at the scene.

The viscous red blood flowed out of Potzick’s fingers. Torres pulled out a slender surgical clip and stuffed it through the wound.

“Ah!!” Yakrit screamed like a pig.

Pozick’s fingers trembled with the thighs of Yacrete. Suddenly, oh la la! A blood spurted out of the wound, splashing Pozick and Torres.

“what!!”

Torres took the initiative and quickly pulled out the hemostat and clamped the aorta of Aclit. The big bleeding stopped. Pozick turned back and asked: “What happened just now?”

“I think we met his aorta.” Torres made a hand and held the goggles. The blood was inadvertently applied to the goggles: “Where! I saw it! Mahjong, steady!”

Yacrete gasped like a master train locomotive, and his endurance had reached its limit. At this time he thought of Hooke’s law, he was wondering whether the forces exerted by Pozick and Torres on his legs followed Hooke’s law.

“There! There!” Pozick opened the bloody muscles, and he almost saw the bones of the red dragonfly surrounded by muscles. A black and small bullet was exposed. Torres stretched the surgical clip, quickly gripped the bullet, and pulled the bullet out.

On the table, on the ground, Pozick and Torres had blood on their boots and leggings – Yaklit almost flowed a quart of blood.

“Oh my god!” Torres injected a dose of penicillin and a dose of coagulant into the leg of Yaklit, then removed the hemostatic forceps and used Yamite’s right leg wound with nano-gauze before the arterial blood spurted out. The package is tight and rigorous. He picked up the bullet, wiped it clean with his sleeves, and stuffed it into the arms of Aclit. “Oh, this is a very good souvenir, keep it. We will send you back, don’t worry, In less than a day, your wounds will heal.”

“I hope so.” Yaklit thought.

The Quantum walker of Pozick Lieutenant suddenly rang, and there was a voice from Captain William: “Lieutenant, hold two squares in front of you, one block deep in the area. We have set up mines and fortifications in front of your zone. The enemy is coming up, I wish you good luck!”

“The bastard, don’t give us a break!” Pozick screamed.

Corporal Sally looked out from the corner of the window and then shouted and shouted: “Two hundred enemies, maybe more, with five heavy armored vehicles! They are attacking us with a pincer attack!”

“Taylor! Come on! Help me carry Akliet to the back!” Pozick Lieutenant shouted.

Sally raised the rifle and smashed the window with a barrel.

“Olison, take your second class to keep the house over there, optimistic about the left wing! Donald, take your firepower class to buckle the street! Peter, take your class to protect the right wing!” Brush, Pozick draws sharp Bayonet, lick it and buckle it on the rifle muzzle.

“Call!”

Sally stood up straight and steadily rifle the gun at the corner of the window.

Cole ran into a remote ruined building. He removed the remote control and tripod on his back and assembled them and placed them behind a hidden bullet hole.

Then he placed a spare sniper rifle on the erected remote control device and covered the sniper rifle with a camouflage net! (To be continued. Please search h astrolog W, the novel is better to update faster!)