“…… My goal is to complete the task, we are the vanguard of the Motherland......"

What the middle-aged soldier said was the oath of the Rangers of Country M, and I saw that he was wearing a camouflage net made of leaves and rattan all over his body, and his bearded face was full of vicissitudes, especially the calloused hands, which were as strong and powerful as old trees rooted in the ground!

If you have observed the hands of the ape, you will find that the hands of this middle-aged soldier, with their strong muscles and ten slender but powerful fingers, are full of strength and tenacity like iron hooks!

But as he recited this vow, his eyes were full of awe, full of pride and tenacity as a Ranger!

This oath effectively interrupted the quarrel between Mario and Coso, and the faces of the two were full of reverence at this moment, and in their minds, they both remembered the military anthem and the national anthem of the motherland, as well as the star flag fluttering in the wind, at that moment, they felt that they were wearing straight military uniforms, standing in front of the white palace to receive the president's solemn solemnity!

"Balang, you are an expert in jungle field warfare, please give us an order to tell us what to do, wash away the shame of our motherland, our army, our comrades-in-arms!"

This Balang is a field expert in the Ranger War, to be exact, he is a wild man dug out of the jungle, nearly forty years of jungle life, let him be as vigorous as an ape in the jungle, and at the same time familiar with the jungle as his own home, he is known as the darling of the jungle in the Rangers!

"Don't forget, on the battlefield where country Z is aiding country C, our army has suffered a lot in mines and traps, so I ask you to pay attention to your feet and everything around you, and beware of all possible traps and tricks!"

Balang said, sniffing the smell in the air slightly, then frowned and said: "This soldier of country Z has left, let's go, let's chase!" ”

Balang grew up in the jungle, he was as familiar with the breath of the jungle as if he were his own body, he could smell any trace of impurities in the breath that belonged to the jungle, so when he smelled the smell blowing in the air, he could already tell that Long Zhan had left!

And at this time, Long Zhan, who was scolding himself for not letting himself pee well, had already fled along the slope and trotted all the way, he was not stupid, he only had an assault rifle in his hand at the moment, and it was a ninety-five-type assault rifle with only half a shuttle bullet, under such dynamic equipment, it was simply looking for death to fight against a sniper!

As Long Zhan rushed towards the trench that had just been blown up almost like a sinkhole, he used his headset to contact Linton:

"Apprentice, where are you? Can you still fight? ”

At this time, Linton, who was lying in the haystack, his face was pale, the piercing wound on his shoulder, and other old wounds had recurred because of the previous wild running, and the blood almost stained his whole body like a bloody man, and he said in a weak voice:

"Division...... Master, I'm ...... I can't...... Yourself...... Go yourself......"

"Fart!" Long Zhan almost shouted in a roaring voice: "You are my brother, my apprentice, have you ever seen a comrade-in-arms who gave up his brother, and a master who gave up his apprentice?" I will support Master Long, otherwise even if you go to the underworld, Lao Tzu will bring it back for you! ”

Long Zhan's words were full of domineering and persistence, but these words made Linton's heart can't help but rise a trace of warmth, and his miserable white face actually showed a smile, this is a happy and satisfied smile!

I saw that with his right hand, which could still move, he slowly took off the headset, no longer paying attention to the roaring dragon battle, and then, he casually pulled out the saber on his waist, aimed it at his throat, gritted his teeth, and was about to stab it hard!

As a soldier, but also a mercenary, Linton knows very well that his injuries have no possibility of recovery in a short period of time, if he is really on the battlefield, there are only three results to greet him, one is to be captured alive by the enemy, tortured, and finally die without a place to be buried, one is to die under the guns of his comrades and become abandoned waste, and the other is to die with dignity in his own hands!

The three outcomes, no matter which one they are, are the end of death, although Linton is afraid of death, but compared to the first two, he would rather choose the third option, at least there is dignity, at least the death is not painful!

Although Linton knows very well that with the character of Long Zhan, he will never give up on himself, and will even go with him on his back, if that is the case, in the face of the enemy's pursuit and poisonous admonitions, no one can leave!

Rather than this, Linton might as well end up his own life, at least leave dignity for himself and a chance for his master to survive!

In his lifetime, Linton can understand the meaning of being a soldier, the friendship of comrades-in-arms and brothers, and the intimacy between master and apprentice, Linton is already content!

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the coldness and tingling of the sharp saber in his throat transmitted to his skin, this coldness and tingling pain, like hell as lonely and fearful, but Linton's face showed a smile, because in his mind, it was the tenacious and kind face of Long Zhan!

As a friend, the first confidant in life is enough; As a soldier, it is enough to be born as brothers who live and die together; As a master and apprentice, it is enough to have a close relative!

The three major satisfactions made Linton dare to face death calmly and end his faith with his own hands, which is his last dignity and dedication as a comrade-in-arms, brother, and apprentice!

Finally, Linton's face tightened, and my right hand with the saber suddenly slumped, ready to pierce the snow-white blade through his throat, but at this moment, he instantly heard a gunshot in his ear!

"Bang ......"

With this gunshot, his right hand holding the saber trembled violently, feeling that his entire arm was numb and weak, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground abruptly, and the next second, he heard Long Zhan's roar and invective:

"You idiot, fool, coward, you kind of you are holding a bomb and the enemy will die together, and you will stab yourself with a broken knife. Bad seeds, waste, don't say it's my apprentice of Long Zhan when you go out, shame on you! ”

Linton looked at Long Zhan running wildly and cursing at the same time, he smiled, laughed from the bottom of his heart, this is his comrade-in-arms, this is his brother, this is his master, forever persistent, forever paranoid, forever so machismo!

Long Zhan rushed to Linton's side in one breath, didn't even have time to catch his breath, directly endured the gunshot wound in the shoulder, grabbed Linton, who was covered in blood, slammed it on his shoulder, and rushed towards the depths of the jungle!