"Son of a bitch! I fuck your grandmother! Which fucking army do you belong to? Who told you to use live ammunition, and who gave you the power to use live ammunition..." Meng Lang was stunned for a long time, and finally reacted. He was furious for a moment. While yelling angrily, his anger prompted him to stand up recklessly.
Dada dada
However, the other party did not directly answer him, but answered him with a fierce rifle fire. In an instant, he saw countless bullets roaring towards the menglang at high speed like a flying locust.
At the moment, Meng Lang is in danger.
At this critical moment, it was too late and too fast at that time. Seeing that the situation in front of him was extremely dangerous and critical, Cheng Chong, lying on the side, ignored nothing. He suddenly rushed forward, threw down Meng Lang who had just stood up, and protected him under himself.
The bullets almost came rushing down from their scalp, so the heat wave of death rolled up, which made their scalp numb and their hearts tremble.
"It's the enemy -" Cheng Chong, who was also extremely shocked, had actual combat experience after all, and the inexplicable feeling along the way always reminded him and warned him, so his response to danger was much faster than Meng Lang without actual combat experience.
"I know it's the fucking enemy. It must be the bastards of the Red Army. Who and who gave them the right to use live ammunition? Why should they use live ammunition? Why..." Meng Lang danced in anger, trying to push Cheng Chong away from him. He scolded angrily. At the moment, he didn't understand the real meaning of Cheng Chong's words.
After staying for a long time in the era of peace, his brain can't turn around for a moment. For a moment, he can't believe that there will really be an enemy in front of him. Even as a soldier, he is still a little slow and short of sharp in this regard.
Perhaps this is the disaster caused by the long-term peace. The long-term peace has made people forget the vigilance of being prepared for danger in times of peace and the profound historical lesson of being prepared when thinking.
But the bloody history has warned us countless times that forgetting war is dangerous!
"Shit! It's the real enemy -" Cheng Chong, who was very anxious at the moment, patted him on the head, and then shouted in his ear with great determination. At this moment, Cheng Chong, who was very anxious, wanted to break his head off and give it to him.
"Enemy? Enemy? Where's the enemy..." Meng Lang was more and more surprised. He opened his eyes in doubt, but he still couldn't believe it. Would there really be an enemy right now? How is that possible?
"No matter where the enemy comes from, whoever dares to invade us, no matter who, no matter which organization or country he belongs to, as long as he dares to invade us, we will make them come and go, come in vertically and go out horizontally. There is no reason to speak, and there is no room for maneuver." Cheng Chong looked at Meng Lang in a hurry. He had no time to think more, so he roared firmly.
However, Meng Lang's words completely knocked him down.
Yeah! Where did the enemy come from? Who the hell are they? What are they doing here?
How did they get here? Do they have any targets? Or did you just stumble in? And then shoot indiscriminately?
However, from their sudden attack on the three of them, it is not difficult to see that they are premeditated, planned and then moved, targeted, and they are not shooting indiscriminately, but their combat target is the three of them? Or which of the three of you? This first sergeant? Is it bad man Meng Lang? Or yourself?
After a short period of careful analysis, Cheng Chong, who was very surprised, naturally remembered the old herdsman he met when he returned from the sneak attack on the secret base of Yidong organization and what the old herdsman said to him.
Then he remembered the largest leader of the ITO organization, a terrorist named maimaimaiti, who is still alive. According to his noble personality and violent and unscrupulous behavior, once he learned that he had secretly attacked their secret base, he would certainly try his best to use all available forces, And desperate to find their own revenge.
In this way, the other party is likely to come for himself. If you guessed right, it is likely that the people who are fighting against themselves and Meng Lang are the people organized by Yidong.
In the hazy night, Cheng Chong can almost directly feel that the opposite party is the armed elements of Yidong organization wearing black clothes, masks, white robes and white headscarves.
However, how did they break through the border line of the motherland, infiltrate into the gate of the motherland, sneak through the layers of guards in the exercise area, and then touch the exercise area? And still so strangely find yourself and track your own?
Why are they?
Is it because they are a group of rabble who are basically unorganized and undisciplined, and all rely on violence or so-called religious beliefs? To say that they gather together, steal a post, touch a whistle, bully and bully good people, and create terrorist attacks, they are very good at it, and they will not be soft, but let them pass through layers of checkpoints to complete this series of difficult tasks, not underestimate them. They really lack some heat.
Based on Cheng Chong's experience of many positive fights with them, it is almost impossible for them to do it alone. However, they appear very abnormally and appear in front of us, which can't help but make people suspicious.
How did they do it?
However, the situation is extremely urgent. It's not the time to stop and think calmly. In any case, it's better not to leave here immediately. After all, the other party has many people, many guns and many bullets, and although they and Meng Lang have an Bayi rifle, they don't carry live ammunition at all because they are participating in the exercise. At the moment, all the bullets in their magazine are empty.
If you use empty bullets against the enemy's live ammunition, people will make such a stupid decision unless their heads are short circuited or their heads are dead.
He reached out to push the first sergeant who was shot and fell, but saw that he had long been silent, and his blood flowed silently on the ground. After a careful visit, he saw that he had no vital signs for a long time. At the moment, he lying in a pool of blood had been shot and died.
A feeling of sadness and anger rose again in Cheng Chong's heart. His dark eyes were burning with the flame of rage, and his murderous spirit poured out. But when he opened his hand, he grabbed a handful of soil dyed red by the blood of his comrades in arms, and then squeezed it in his hand. He kept trying, but it made a faint noise.
"What? Really sacrificed?" The surprised Meng Lang immediately asked with concern.
Cheng Chong turned over, dodged to one side, nodded sadly at him, and then said heavily and urgently, "well, but we must leave here at once. Hurry!"
"If you want to go, you go first. I won't leave this comrade in arms." Although I never knew this first sergeant, they all wore the same military uniform, that is, comrades in arms of life and death, Chinese children with black eyes and yellow skin, and brothers of the same kind.
The angry Meng Lang couldn't bear to leave for a moment. He couldn't bear to abandon his comrades in arms.
"Get the fuck out of here, don't you want to die here, get out of here..." Cheng Chong stared at the tiger's eye in anger and yelled.
Cheng Chong, after all, had real combat experience and understood the basic rules of the battlefield for the first time. Especially in the rapidly changing and dangerous battlefield, it is not a time of deep brotherhood and emotional feelings. Of course, it's good to have that heart. When the battle is over, no matter how heartily you release it, it's OK. No one will stop it. However, when we are on a critical battlefield, everything should take preserving ourselves as the primary condition, and everything else should give way to it.
Because only by surviving can we fight.
In any case, living is the first condition of combat.
However, Meng Lang, who has no actual combat experience, has to insist blindly until he sees countless explosive impact points, an inch around him, almost covered like raindrops, which makes him deeply realize the dangerous approach and the threat of close death.
"Rotten man, you dog day, run! Remember to run the bullet avoidance step, don't run in a straight line, don't run at a uniform speed, and don't run around regularly. Anyway, how to run is how to run..." at the moment, Cheng Chong, who was very anxious, roared again. Even he explained how to run the bullet avoidance step in detail, which sounded very wordy.
At the moment, Cheng Chong sincerely worried about the safety of Meng Lang who had not participated in any actual combat, so that he completely forgot that Meng Lang was actually a scout who had been strictly trained by the army for two years. Of course, he knew how to run a simple bullet avoidance step.
"Run! Rotten man! Your uncle, you really want to die..."
Under Cheng Chong's repeated urging, Meng Lang, who was gnashing his teeth at the moment, got up. Then he arched his legs and tightened his muscles. Then his body bounced forward like Li Xuan's arrow.
Cheng Chong quickly followed.
In principle, the two should run separately at this time, but Cheng Chong is very worried about Meng Lang's safety at the moment, so he has never and can't bear to leave, so he has been not far away from Meng Lang, protecting him from the left and right. Although he can't do anything practical, he can give Meng Lang some comfort.
After all, he has actual combat experience, but Meng Lang does not.
Fortunately, it was in the dark night, and the surrounding woods and shrubs grew very dense. These dense vegetation provided a natural shelter for them and generously blocked a lot of bullets for them.
All the way in the dark, he ran quickly to avoid bullets. The bullets swarmed around him, forming a suffocating barrage of terror, and rushed at them with teeth and claws. Therefore, the hot smell of death rolled up, which made all human beings feel creepy and frightened.
At the moment, they are really struggling to survive in a dangerous situation.
After running several hundred meters forward quickly, suddenly, in the dark, Cheng Chong saw Meng Lang, who had been in front of him, suddenly fell forward. He was shocked and thought Meng Lang had been shot.
After all, in such a dense shower of bullets, no one can be protected from bullets.
"Rotten man! Are you okay?" Cheng Chong quickly one side of the body, then rushed to the side and approached Meng lang. Cheng Chong asked loudly.
"No, it's okay! I tripped over that damn cane. These bastards are really fucking vicious." Meng Lang turned back and rubbed some of his right legs. In a hurry, he turned around, took a cold breath and hurried back.
"Can you get up? Or I'll carry you!" Cheng Chong quickly reached out and rubbed his right leg, and asked anxiously.
"No problem! Run quickly and I'll follow you immediately. Who the fuck wants you to carry it!" While Meng Lang answered, he was ready to get up and run again.
It seems that there should be nothing big about his leg at the moment.
"No, we can't run like this. If we run like this, we will be shot and killed by those bastards as rabbits. We have to act separately. I'll divert the enemy's fire. You can ambush and take the opportunity to kill the enemy and seize the gun." Cheng Chong's brain, which had been occupied by his comrades in arms for a long time, finally recovered his reason. After thinking for a moment, he made the decision decisively.
"No, I'll divert the enemy's fire. You'll kill the enemy and take the gun." Meng Lang couldn't help but say. He suddenly stood up, didn't look back, didn't delay, and ran to the front.
At the moment, Meng Lang knows that it is extremely dangerous to divert so much fire from the enemy. However, it is precisely because of this that he did so. He would rather bear the danger himself than give Cheng Chong a more suitable opportunity to kill the enemy and seize the gun.
Moreover, he is also very clear that Cheng Chong's Kung Fu in latent and boxing is far above himself, while in terms of fast running and physical fitness, the two are between Bo Zhong. Therefore, this division of labor is also the most reasonable.
Cheng Chong didn't argue with Meng Lang again. After all, every minute on the battlefield is particularly important, and it changes rapidly. It is extremely dangerous. There is no room for hesitation and delay. Any decision must be extremely fast and decisive.
Looking at Meng Lang who quickly disappeared into the darkness, Cheng Chong did not hesitate for a moment. Then he rolled quickly on the ground and rolled into a dense bush. Without making any adjustment, he quietly lurked down in situ.
Dada dada
The enemy's gunfire is still loud. The gunpowder exploding in the gun barrel roars and pushes the hot warheads out of the muzzle quickly, roaring towards their respective goals. The powerful kinetic energy carries all the obstacles that dare to block them through mercilessly, even tearing and breaking them alive, leaving no suspense.
At the moment, the target of the countless warheads fired at high speed has changed from the original two people to menglang. Like wasps, countless warheads are marching hand in hand, covering the sky and the earth, swarming towards menglang.
At the moment, Meng Lang's situation is extremely dangerous and his life is at stake.