I am about to face the most difficult bloody battle, but there is a trace of tenderness in my heart that cannot be concealed, it is because of my participation in the war that Bu Shanna insisted on joining this blitzkrieg, and she is using her practical actions to prove to me her oath to me: never give up, life and death together.

Our hands clasped tightly, and in this time of whirling between life and death, a moving feeling of blood connection suddenly welled up in our hearts, and at this moment our lives were no longer separated from each other.

I could feel the unreserved love for me in her heart, her respect for me, her pity for me, her care for me, and a little bit of her resentment and even hatred for my involvement in dangerous areas.

I drew my saber and tapped my automatic rifle flat on my lap, singing wildly, as the generous and heroic singing echoed through the cabin, more and more fighters joined in the chorus.

The wolf smoke rises and the country looks north

The dragon curled the horse, and the sword qi was like frost

The heart is like the Yellow River

Who can fight in 20 years

Hatred is mad and the knife is headed

How many siblings are buried in their bones

What a pity to die to repay the family and country

I sighed and was even more speechless, full of blood and tears

The horseshoe goes south and people look north

People look north at the grass and yellow dust

I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory

Dignified China wants to give way to the Quartet

Come to congratulate

No one is better suited to sing this song than we are! It is heroic and vigorous, with a tragic murderous aura that never returns, and it also contains determination and fortitude without regrets. When everyone sang with me, an invincible momentum of killing and winning and dying slowly rose from each of us.

We sang so passionately, we sang so hard, we sang hoarsely, we sang so much that we forgot everything, even ignoring the squeaking sound of the plane taxiing on the lawn. We seem to want to pour out all our feelings and thoughts in this song, leaving only our strongest will and the most iron-blooded murderous spirit!

Bu Shanna looked at the man sitting beside her in a daze, she understood that this man was leading her into his mind in his own way, to feel his heart of loyalty to the country, to feel his constantly beating heartbeat, to feel his vitality that was almost to the limit.

Such a man is born with the sharpest sword of a madman, and he will not become a weak scholar who only knows how to hide behind and command the war, because when his life begins to burn, even he himself cannot control the impulse and madness of the flame; He will not become a brute bull who only knows how to fight for his life, because his vision is too far-reaching, his mind is too broad, and what he wants to have is definitely not a sword that can only cover a three-foot range!

I suddenly shouted, "Brothers, action! ”

It was only at this moment that everyone realized that the plane turned out to be ...... Stopped!

Wan Zhihui grabbed a squad light machine gun and fired through a layer of glass, he screamed excitedly while shooting: "Damn, I really succeeded, I forced a Boeing 747 on the lawn without using the landing gear, hahaha, it's so fucking cool!" ”

"Guream!"

"Here!"

I pointed at Bushana and shouted, "I have entrusted my most important person to you, I hope you can protect her from this battlefield safely!" ”

Gurem nodded fiercely and shouted, "Don't worry, whoever wants her life has to take my Gureem's first!" ”

"Good!" I laughed loudly, raised my weapon, and shouted, "All men with me to assault, target, Tom Bitling, the enemy's Supreme Commander!" ”

Whether it is the American Delta Force, or the Russian Alpha Special Forces, or the Israeli Wild Boy Special Forces, they are all blown up in a mess, and their captain shouts loudly, but there is no way to gather his own team members around in this situation, and there is chaos everywhere, shrapnel and stray bullets everywhere, miserable wails everywhere, and scorching flames everywhere.

In this absolutely chaotic environment, these world-class professional soldiers with rich combat experience, even though they have different nationalities and different languages, they can still cooperate with each other, and a super melee between elite and elite begins.

The reporters and photographers who are hiding in all corners are going crazy, who would have thought that a group of terrorists would single-handedly lead such a head-on confrontation with special forces?

When the magnetic storm caused by the nuclear bomb gradually subsided and satellite communications were restored again, and these reporters who were not afraid of death transmitted this war to more than 2 billion viewers, more than half of them even thought that it was broadcasting a new American shootout blockbuster.

The twenty snipers on the plane kept calculating the distance difference between snipers in high-speed movement, and launched a unique sniper and counter-sniper battle with the snipers of the joint special forces, and Shen Hao began to throw a large number of oil drums filled with water into the square after throwing all the ammunition.

"Sizzle......"

Several blue arcs hit the wet ground, and immediately ejected hundreds of small arcs of electricity that kept jumping, and the special forces soldiers hiding behind the corpses and rubble jumped up suddenly, and before the screams could rush out of his throat, dozens of bullets hit his body at the same time.

In this kind of battlefield, where there are enemies everywhere, there is no need to aim at all, what is compared is the quality of the body armor with the speed of ammunition dumping on both sides, and the will and persistence of both sides.

The automatic rifles in our hands were roaring with all our might, and we left behind bullet casings that could cover almost the entire road along the way, grenades flying in the air, and almost every one of us had bayonets stained with blood on our automatic rifles.

The reporters relayed to the world the most real of wars, in trembling voices, "The terrorists forced a forced landing on a Boeing 747, and about 60 terrorists formed a commando team and were launching the most violent attack on Tom Bitterling, the head of the NSA Special Operations Group." In just two minutes, no less than 6,000 rounds of ammunition were poured and about 150 grenades were thrown. Since all the F16 fighters of the Indonesian Air Force were shot down by terrorists and did not provide the necessary air support in a timely manner, the multinational joint special forces were already in a mess under the unique aerial bombardment of the other side, and could not form an organized resistance ......"

No one accused those special forces of being unworthy of their name, in fact all the viewers were stunned by this terrible war, they had never seen such a terrible demon, such a powerful killing machine! More than a billion people are rubbing their eyes at the same time, and they are all thinking about the same question: "Is he really still alone?" ”

My whole body is stained red with blood, and in this completely blown up battlefield, maybe you have an enemy at your feet who is about to finish but can still raise your arms against you, or maybe you turn around and a bayonet stabs you in the chest. Again and again I lay down, got up again and again, shot at the enemy again and again, stabbed the bayonet into the enemy's body, pierced their chest, pierced their heart, and stabbed them with all hope of survival.

I must be glad that many special forces soldiers are not equipped with steel-core bullets, the body armor on my body, the bulletproof shield on my limbs, and the bulletproof helmet on my head constantly emit an unbearable wail, and the bullet hits the body, as if someone has been poked with a thick wooden stick, although it can't kill me, but the painful feeling is by no means understandable to people who have not experienced war.

It was as if a group of people were surrounding me, punching and kicking me, and the muscles of my whole body kept coming from sharp pains, reminding me desperately: "You've been shot, you've been shot again, you've been fucking shot again......"

What the fuck, where did you get so many enemies, where did you get so many bullets?! I didn't look back, and when I did, I would die, and I screamed in English, "Old Gu, how is she?" ”

Gurem also shouted in English: "Let you go, your wife is much better than you, with the protection of my super master, she didn't hit a single shot!" ”

Gritting her teeth, she suddenly rolled on the ground to break away from Gurem's protection, she stood side by side with me, and shouted in English: "I have sworn to myself that I must follow in your footsteps, you have opened my eyes to see clearly, I am by no means a weak person who needs the protection of others!" ”

The two of us suddenly shot back to back at the same time in the left and right directions, savoring the fullness and sense of security that there were no loopholes behind us, watching the special forces soldiers who tried to sneak attack us, under the ultra-high-precision double burst point of Bu Shanna's continuous bullet screams, I laughed loudly: "Okay, I admit that I underestimated you!" ”

A few bullets hit Bu Shanna's body fiercely, she bit her lip and threw a ping-pong grenade directly, and then shouted: "My marksmanship will not be worse than yours, and my endurance will definitely not lose to you!" Patience and durability are a woman's talent and specialty! ”

I pulled out my saber and shouted loudly in English: "Have you heard her, brothers, tell me, what are our men's talents and specialties?!" ”

Everyone took a deep breath and shouted wildly, "Fight for your life! ”

"Yes, it's just desperate!" I laughed out loud, "Then let's die with me!" ”

Violent shouts sounded, we did not dare to reveal our identities, everyone was talking nonsense, what "good" and "goods" and the like were full of things between us, and in an impossible situation, the morale that we had reached saturation actually jumped upwards again, and I roared: "Let us tell these noble and benevolent soldiers with eyes above the top, what is the heavenly surname of a soldier, what is the real fearlessness, what is the **naked war machine!" Let them see what a storm will bloom when we unleash the hottest flame of our lives! ”

The brothers who can pass the oral English test shouted loudly together, and those brothers who skipped class at school and stared at the English test paper as soon as the mid-term exam was due, one was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and simply shouted and screamed there indiscriminately.

"Here we are terrorists, scum who do all kinds of evil, enemies of humanity, the embodiment of evil! Since we are already destined to be tolerated by the world, and destined to be judged and apostated, why don't we take out all your unscrupulous rage and the madness that is becoming more and more courageous, and fight hard to break the sky and play a mountain and water?! ”

Pointing to Jakarta, a city that has been dilapidated, and there is no trace of the atmosphere of a tourist mecca, I roared: "Let's see, this is the result of what we have played with several times, we just want to fight, kill, rob and plunder in this city, we just want to make this city and this country never overborn, sooner or later we will tell everyone openly and honestly, the one who commits me against the scales ......"

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

All the reporters were shouting, "Oh my God, those terrorists have gone mad!" ”

Tom Bittling kept retreating under the protection of Delta Special Forces Captain York, Russian Alpha Special Forces Captain, and Israeli Wild Boy Special Forces Captain, and he couldn't help but retreat, if he, the commander-in-chief, was killed on the spot by the other party, the morale of all the soldiers would be instantly knocked to the lowest point.

They dodged again and again, and it can even be said that they ran away again and again, and the honor of the soldiers, the pride of the soldiers, and the pride of the soldiers were slowly consumed in the evasion and non-fighting. I raised my saber and shook the audience: "Tom old wolf, do you only have the courage to escape?" Could it be that your greatest specialty is to tease those ignorant girls on the battlefield? Like a man, fight me to the death! ”

My brothers responded in unison, and their fighting spirit boiled to the extreme. The Special Forces soldiers scattered around the corner followed me and my wildest shouts, and their eyes fell on Tom Bitling.

Fight to the death!

This is tantamount to a heads-up of a brave man when he is a cold weapon, but I copied it into a special forces melee.

I don't want my brother to suffer too many casualties, what I want to fight is a war of annihilation with faith and fighting spirit, and once the special forces are forced to outnumber three times our number, their counterattack is definitely not a tragedy that I want to see.

Regardless of whether Tom Bittrin accepts my challenge or not, their morale is destined to plummet, and the fifty-eight-year-old Tom Biterling is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of physical strength, agility and explosive strength, and he is used to living a pampered life, and he can no longer withstand the life-and-death duel between the Predators, once we fight, he will definitely die, which can certainly severely damage the morale of the coalition forces and curb their pursuit.

Tom Biterling became famous in the army, regardless of his age, the army only respects the absolute strong, not only in strength and wisdom, but also in will. If he resists my challenge, those present can understand him, but they can no longer maintain respect for a hero who once fought.

Trying to command a group of the most elite special forces from different nationalities without the ability or experience they respect is simply not up to the task.

The super scuffle between the two sides turned out to be a strange pause because I was only trying to use it to demoralize the enemy.

Delta Special Forces Captain York glanced at Tom Bitling, this man was fifty-eight years old, although his figure was well maintained, and he had to be tough and strong, but in the face of the duel proposed by the terrorist leader who was hundreds of meters away, I don't know if it was because he was tired or because he was too emotional, his body was trembling slightly.

Whatever the reason, Tom Bittling was not up to the challenge.

Looking at the multinational joint special forces around him that had been scattered into a mess, York took a step forward and said proudly: "You challenge a fifty-eight-year-old soldier, don't you think this is a very shameless thing in itself?" Why do you ask others to accept your unfair gamble like a man? If you really want to find an opponent, come and fight me, no matter who wins or loses, I hope this melee can end here, because this is a war that is destined to have no winners! ”

I squinted my eyes and carefully looked at the man who was at least twenty centimeters taller than me, as strong as a bear, and gently stopped Guream, who was about to help me take on this challenge, and smiled: "It's so funny, I love this heads-up!" ”

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