The communication was suspended, Ye Han let out a long breath, tore open his trouser leg to look at the wound, took out the first-aid kit he carried with him, cleaned the wound, and then glued it with a large band-aid, even if the wound was disposed of. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As for the other scratches and abrasions, the number cannot be counted for the time being, and there is no condition to deal with them themselves, so they can only be put aside first.

The time was just over six o'clock in the morning, although the battle not long ago lasted long, but it consumed a lot of physical strength, at this time Ye Han suddenly felt extremely hungry, fortunately, compressed biscuits were the same as a first-aid kit, and they were always carried with them, and they were not stuffed into the backpack with bullets.

He took out the compressed biscuit, and was stunned to find that the compressed biscuit had been hit by a bullet, and only half of the biscuit was still intact, and the remaining half had been turned into pieces and slag, and many of the pieces had been lost from the bullet hole that had pierced through the pocket, and the loss was almost a third!

Ye Han couldn't remember when the compressed biscuit was shot, and he didn't think about it so carefully, he took out a handful of biscuit powder, and carefully picked out the thread in the biscuit residue, and then pinched a little and put it in his mouth, and a sweet fragrance suddenly diffused on the tip of his tongue.

To be honest, compressed biscuits are dry and hard, no better than stones, and biting with teeth will even make your teeth hurt, for him, the unlucky guy who broke his front teeth not long ago, it is undoubtedly a very torturous thing to gnaw directly on compressed biscuits.

But eating the dregs directly is different, you can save the process of gnawing the next piece from the biscuit, but it is only saved from gnawing, the dry biscuit crumbs are sent into the mouth, and the nearby saliva is immediately absorbed, and the dry and hard slag is slowly softened by the saliva, turning into a little paste that lingers on the tip of the tongue, until this time, Ye Han slowly swallowed the biscuit paste.

There was no water, so he could only gelatinize the compressed biscuits with saliva, and Ye Han couldn't help but start to regret why he didn't bring a kettle yesterday, even if it was only a jug of cold water, it was much faster than soaking the biscuits with saliva all the time.

Behind enemy lines, even if he is temporarily safe, Ye Han still has a strong sense of crisis in his heart. Therefore, he didn't care about what he was eating, but he was very concerned about the speed of eating, but compressed biscuits were not a food that could be swallowed quickly, if he really put a large piece of compressed biscuits into his mouth, his mouth full of biscuit crumbs would instantly absorb all his saliva.

He could either wait for the re-secreted saliva to soak all the biscuits in his mouth, or spit out what he had eaten in his mouth, and there was no possibility of forcibly swallowing it.

Ye Han still likes to throw compressed biscuits into water and boil them into a paste before eating, although the taste is very ordinary, but under field conditions, it is good to be able to eat a bite of hot food.

It took him more than an hour to eat all the compressed biscuits, and a long, tormented wait ensued.

I don't know how long it took, the gunfire outside the building gradually thinned out, Ye Han glanced at the time, but it was half past eight in the morning.

The exchange of fire between the two gangsters could last for more than two hours, which was really a bit unexpected by Ye Han.

However, after only five minutes, the gunfire suddenly became much more intense, and from time to time a dull explosion could be heard, and the momentum increased rather than decreased.

Ye Han perked up and secretly thought, this must be the military's shot!

The situation was indeed as Ye Han thought, at the critical moment when the two sides of the conflict were about to cease fire, the army that had already been ready to go suddenly broke into the occupied area from the direction of the Fenglu Gang.

The exchange of fire between the two sides of the conflict masked the military's movements, and a large number of armored vehicles were divided and interspersed with a thunderous offensive, and it took only three minutes to take control of all the main streets in the Maple Dew Gang territory, and continue to advance towards the perimeter on this basis.

Immediately the troops from other directions began to attack the occupied area, and the armored units were interspersed with all their might, and the battle began in less than 12 minutes, and the main streets in the occupied area were basically controlled by the military, and the first stage of the plan was successfully completed.

The military's offensive was not all smooth sailing, and during this period, it was also met with tough resistance from the gangsters, but in the face of the military's rolling iron flow, any gangsters who dared to resist were praying mantis in front of the wheel, and they were all crushed to death on the spot.

The troops attacking the occupied area are all armored troops that the military has already mobilized near Linyi, and the only weapon in the hands of the gangsters that can fight against armored vehicles is rockets, which are not only small in number, but also scattered in the hands of various gangs. Even if there is talent, it has to be effective to speak.

However, there is no shortage of second-hand goods in the gang, and many gang members stupidly jump out of cover with rocket launchers, thinking that they are heroic to shoot rockets into the torrent of steel.

However, the old rockets could not penetrate the armor of the new tanks at all, and although there was a certain threat to the armored vehicles, the infantry accompanying the advance of the armored troops was not vegetarian.

As a result, gangsters are often knocked to the ground by a random gunfire as soon as they emerge, and even by the machine guns, they are directly bombarded into slag by artillery fire, and even a larger body piece cannot be left.

Only by hiding in a building can you successfully launch a rocket.

Hide in a cramped room and set off the rocket launcher, and before the rocket hits the target, the tail flame generated when fired burns the shooter into a roast pig.

The gangsters who dare to do so obviously lack sufficient military common sense, and they do not know that there are only a handful of the most advanced rocket-propelled grenades in the world today that can be fired in a building without a tail spray.

There are also some gangsters who know the concept of tail spraying and hurting people, but the result they found on the Internet is that the RPG7 gun tail can be 15 centimeters away from the wall to ensure the safety of the shooter...... The safe distance of this thing's tail spray is 20 meters, and 15 centimeters from the wall can ensure safety? Even if the tail spray does not burn people directly, it will inevitably ignite the house, and if you don't die, you have to peel off the skin.

Although the military's losses were inevitable, they were negligible compared to the gains made.

In the face of the powerful blows of the state apparatus, the grass platform team of the gangsters is not even as good as the local chickens and dogs, and if it were not for the concern for the safety of the hostages, the military would have acted faster.

After the military took control of the traffic in the occupied areas, it did not immediately begin to clean up the area, but began to carry out a comprehensive propaganda, the content of which was basically to surrender the guns and not to kill, and to deal with them leniently, so as to shake the determination of the gangsters to resist from the psychological level.

The military's propaganda has worked well, and many gangsters have laid down their arms and chosen to surrender, but there are also many hardliners who refuse to surrender.

Half an hour later, the propaganda ended, and the military immediately launched a campaign against the die-hards in the gang, and the Wolves had the honor of being the first to fall under the military's iron fist.