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The troops of the Ydu people quickly broke up under the powerful artillery bombardment, this is not the front line, strictly speaking, it should be the rear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This place is under attack at the moment, which can only mean that the front line has been breached, and a large number of Chinese troops are marching here.

In the absence of field command, no one would be stupid enough to stay and fight a decisive battle with the Chinese army that was good at attacking fortifications. The other side has already carried out a precision missile strike, and it is better to wait for a while if it does not leave.

Nighthawk looked at the fallen Babu in front of him, and suddenly felt less hatred in his heart. It turns out that hating a person is so simple, but with the death of this person, all hatred is meaningless in an instant.

Tilting his head, tears rolling down his cheeks. Looking back, all the brothers who had come with him fell to the ground. They had no strength left, and they fell on the corpses of their brothers, on the battlefield they had once charged.

"Captain Nighthawk, Captain Nighthawk, please reply when you receive it!" An anxious voice suddenly came from inside the headset, and Nighthawk sighed and straightened the headset.

"I'm Nighthawk, I've received it!" There was a clear cheer on the radio, and Nighthawk was not at all happy when he heard it.

"Captain Nighthawk, we have successfully penetrated the enemy's lines and are closing in on you. Please stay where you are and wait for help, our air force is carpet bombing enemy positions and will soon be able to meet up with you. Repeat, please stay where you are......"

The excited sound was repeated in the headset, but Nighthawk had already removed the headset. He knew who was coming for him, the general from the Ministry of Defense who had promised him his special forces before leaving. The only ones who can cross the enemy's line and accurately hit the enemy here are the special forces who can't do it.

Throwing away the headset, he sat down in the middle of his brothers. Less than thirty people are still alive, and all are injured. Did they really win? Nighthawk saw no joy in anyone's face, and in their eyes there was only the brother who had fallen to the ground and did not move.

Twenty minutes later, a large number of special forces crossed the enemy's line of defense and rushed in a scattered formation in an all-terrain convoy, and several special forces officers led the team had adoring smiles on their faces. In their eyes, Nighthawk and others are the pride of the entire Chinese special forces, and they are heroes.

The injured were quickly treated, and the dead brother was carried into the car. The troops should evacuate this place as soon as possible, after all, this is the rear of the Y Du people. It is likely that the opposing side will soon counterattack, and then it will be a difficult positional war rather than a flexible special operation behind enemy lines.

Nighthawk sat in a rickety car and let the paramedics bandage his wounds. His eyes were fixed on the brothers who were lined up on the fallen car, Mengfei, Landmines, Yaksha.........

Familiar faces, they are so familiar that they will never be heard again. Nighthawk knew that it would not be long before they would be picked up by helicopter and returned home heroically. But does that matter? Is there any point for their families to hold a cold Martyr's Medal?

Leng Dong lay on the corpse of Yaksha and wept bitterly, he just followed in his brother's footsteps. From now on, no matter how long the road is or how far the sky is, he will go down alone. The Thorn was expressionless and kept looking into the distance, but his hand was tightly gripping the stiff hand of the Thorn and the Mine, as if he could never part again.

Nighthawk hugged Leng Dong tightly and took him into his arms: "Don't cry, at least you're still alive." Live well, like your brother, and be a brave special forces. ”

A few hours later, the convoy stopped in a dense forest. The helicopters that flew in took the bodies of the martyrs away, and everyone saluted the helicopters that had gone away, the only way they could express their condolences to the martyrs.

When the helicopter disappeared at the end of the sky, the commander of the special forces who led the team tentatively asked Nighthawk: "Captain Nighthawk, what are we going to do next?" ”

Nighthawk's eyes seemed to be burning all with anger at this moment, turned around, stared fiercely at the endless Y Degree Border, and roared loudly: "What should I do? Those who dare to offend the prestige of our Chinese country will be punished even if they are far away! Avenge your comrades! ”

In the following time, it completely became a nightmare for the Y-degree army. Nighthawk divided his 10,000-strong special forces into a dozen units, each with the strength to destroy a brigade on its own.

He sprinkled all these dozen troops on the battlefield, and no longer just attacked the opponent's rear supply lines. Wherever they passed, nothing was left behind, whether it was cars, food, weapons, ammunition, or people.

They are like locusts, which make the Y-degree soldiers talk about it. These people come quietly, often standing in place one moment, and the next moment I don't know when someone will come out from behind you and give you a knife, completely ending your life.

They come and go without a trace, and what they love most is to take out the opposing headquarters. A major headache for the army was the frequent need to send senior officers from home to the front, as their generals were often killed in tents or on the march.

The people of Ydu want to find this Chinese special force in their rear and completely eliminate them. However, they found that there was not only one army in their rear, so they sent a large army to encircle and suppress them, and they swam in the opposite direction like loaches. If you continue to track, the other party will not know when to ambush in one place, and the number of troops is more than ten times more than before, and you will never give up until the tracking team is disabled.

Moreover, the equipment of this Chinese army is also very good, and there is also fire support in China. Often, before the encirclement and suppression of the Y-degree troops had started, more than a dozen missiles flew in from the Huaxia side. first bombed the Ydu army to death, and then the special forces rushed out to kill people when they saw them.

So much so that when it comes to encircling and suppressing the Huaxia special forces, no one on the Y side is willing to go. From the general to the soldiers, they all know that to encircle and suppress is to seek death.

Later, the special forces in Huaxia were not only limited to making trouble in the rear of the Y degree people, but instinctively attacked from the rear of the front line of the Y degree army.

They were massed in numbers, well-armed and tactically flexible. Often the Y-degree troops on the front line were caught off guard and were beaten half-dead. At this time, the timely reactionary counteroffensive of the Chinese army on the frontal battlefield suddenly caused the Ydu army to retreat. In just one month, the people of Ydu not only retreated to the country, but also lost a large amount of territory.

The whole country was shocked, originally their idea was to forget about the double-headed fight, after all, the border issue has been disputed for a long time, and the other party will definitely not play the real thing.

But this time, Huaxia not only crossed the border, but also advanced on a large scale, and there was a great momentum that it must hit the capital. The people immediately panicked, their weapons, ammunition and supply lines could not keep up, the casualties on the front line were heavy, the morale of the army was extremely low, and the anti-war demonstrations in the country reached their peak, and even the government could fall.

The people of Y couldn't bear it, so after the consent of the behind-the-scenes commanders, they proposed a settlement to the Huaxia side. At this time, the Huaxia government also stopped at this time and stopped the rhythm of continuing the offensive.

Another month later, the parties reached an agreement on settlement. The Chinese army withdrew from the territory of Ydu, and all the responsibility for the war belonged to the Ydu. The Y Degree side must compensate Huaxia for all losses in this battle, and Huaxia has the priority in the Y degree trade.

This war can be described as a complete victory for China. The Western world acquiesced to China and decided to form an alliance. The United States is also unusually calm, as if all this has not happened at all.

The whole country was celebrating this great victory, but Nighthawk and his special forces returned home silently without anyone knowing.

There were no flowers, no welcome in the middle of the road, they came quietly and went back quietly. Waiting for them were only a few high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Defense and cold medals on the airport.

Nighthawk has long looked down on all this, and this is the case with military missions. While others are laughing, they have to hold steel guns. While others are enjoying life, they are sweating and dying. They are the soul of the Chinese army, and they are the contemporary soldiers of China.

A month later, calm in the cemetery of the martyrs. There are few people here, and the scattered graves are located on the hillside, which seems very quiet.

An old man with a broom gently swept one grave after another, his eyes filled with remembrance. Every time I walk in front of a grave, it seems to be telling something softly.

Finally, he came to a newly completed tomb. There were no flowers, no paper money, only a glass of liquor and a cigarette in front of the grave, and a tall man stood silently.

The old man looked at the pictures on the graves and sighed, "It's all young children, it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

The tall man turned his head and nodded silently at the old man, the silence was like a mountain, and the sun sharpened his face.

"Live well, young man. Only the living understand what the dead have done, and only the living will always remember them. ”

The old man gently waved the broom and slowly walked away, his back was very old, as if he had gone through countless years of grace, the wind and frost were sinking and floating under his feet, he was the witness of that glory.

Nighthawk watched his back silently, then turned around and sprinkled the liquor from each grave one by one. And he lit each cigarette and planted it in the soft ground in front of the grave.

At this moment, a tall figure ran in the distance. He stood silently in front of the graves for a while, and when he looked at several of them, there were still tears in his eyes.

Turning his head, he looked at the tall man and said in a deep voice, "Captain, there is another mission!" ”

Nighthawk took a deep breath and looked up at the bright sun. Every day is so beautiful, and the people lying here are the heroes who have created this beautiful day.

Turning around, Nighthawk let out a long exhale, "Let's go, Thorn, let's go and complete the mission." ”

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