Chapter 1297: Baptism

Yes!

Wang Wanyu, a fifty-seven-year-old veteran, rushed up with a group of young people!

The gray-blue cheap suit on his body has long been wrinkled, the khaki polyester trousers on his legs are torn everywhere, and the trousers that swing when they run are very unfavorable, not to mention the combat boots, which are the most common artificial leather shoes for the lowest migrant workers, each fold is filled with oil and dust, but at this moment he felt as if he was wearing back the same shabby green military uniform, which was Ban Bo on the Yuelan battlefield. The bamboo bushes in the bamboo forest in front of him seemed to have turned into tanks during the bloody battle at the mountain pass, and the instructor with a baby-faced smile jumped on a tank car at the most critical moment, using his own eyes to guide the driver to hit the cliff, and using his body to protect the driver from being shot by the enemy outside, so as to knock the narrow mountain road away to ensure that the tank troops miraculously appeared in the rear of the enemy army, and the baby face was forever wiped out in the dense firepower and bamboo forest......

The worn-out leather shoes seemed to be a little uncomfortable on the ground, just as the pair of liberation shoes had long been worn in the slippery tropical rainforest and could only be wrapped around the feet with leggings, as if there was sweat or blood flowing down the cheeks to the corners of the eyes, the veteran only blinked vigorously to squeeze out the liquid, put the wooden AK rifle on his waist and strode over the corpse at his feet, and poured the bullet into the militant who had just barely picked up the gun more than ten meters away!

Wu Xi had already relied on his flexible figure to surpass this group of tall golden eagles and follow Wang Wanwan's side, a little amazed by the tactical skills of this veteran.

Maybe Wang Wanyu doesn't have the dazzling fancy actions on TV and movies, and he doesn't even have all kinds of gun drawing techniques, quick aiming skills, and trendy gun holding postures summarized by Buck's Western countries...... When he bowed down the sand dune and ran quickly, he grabbed the handguard in front of the rifle with his left hand and ran quickly, and quickly pulled this small detachment of men and horses around the other side of this undulating position, taking advantage of the cover of a high-level parked car here, he suddenly changed the angle, rushed out and shot and shot, sliding on the ground and kneeling to form a gun posture that was accurate and ruthless, so that the golden eagle behind couldn't help but imitate this action, although the dragged suit looked very out of tune, but it seemed to reflect the bloody nature that burst out of the veteran's bones!

Wang Wanwan's request is to keep rushing!

The team of more than ten people is like a sharp knife, fiercely inserted into the enemy's abdomen, using various terrain and the opponent's distracted formation, never in love with war, just like a snowy bread knife cut through butter so smooth, often dozens or hundreds of militants have not woken up, in the panic encountered a catastrophe, which can shoot back is really rare, most of them scattered and fled, and rushed through the sand dunes, depressions, After the vehicle parking area, Wang Wanyu can always change direction suddenly, either kill a horse pistol, or ruthlessly squeeze the enemy team who are crowded together and try to regroup, and grass it again!

It's as if Buck seems to have a talent for design, and Wang Wanyu also has an indescribable sensitivity to the small details of the situation, and his faux leather shoes that don't have much grip often slide on the ground and turn and even squeeze out of shape, changing the direction of the entire team, so that the golden eagle behind only needs to follow closely, shoot, throw away the gun in his hand and pick up the ground!

Because both sides of the battle are AK rifles, this solves the problem of compatibility of firearms, and the fierceness of the golden eagles who are born to fight the nation makes Wang Wanyu's charge and lead the team like a tiger, and once or twice, the veteran subconsciously led the team to attack a concentration point where he thought the enemy might collapse, only to find that there were already dead and wounded lying on the ground!

The characteristic of this charge is that the sharp blade is always emitting cold light towards the surroundings, protecting each other left and right, covering the front in the back, and making up for the final sweep of the tail, which complements each other to avoid the sudden cold shot of the fish that slips through the net.

But stray bullets are unavoidable, one after another people have been shot, but the strength of the golden eagle also broke out again, ordinary bullets hit the body, basically shook and continued to charge, there was a golden eagle whose right index finger was directly broken, but this guy did not frown, changed his fingers and continued to pull the trigger!

And the enemy's numerical superiority is certain, although they are constantly being killed and wounded, and a large number of people are scattering and fleeing, but there are always brave and fierce people, and there is a group of guys who are firmly minded and shouting extremist religious slogans are trying to stabilize the situation, and they do not hesitate to shoot their own companions who are holding their heads, like an iron anchor, they have pulled hundreds of people to organize and start a counterattack!

A good Wang Wanduo, as soon as he jumped into the cargo compartment of a pickup truck with the tailgate open, he caught a glimpse of the militants rushing over there screaming loudly from a high point, and saw that kind of different spirit, and pushed down Wu Xi, who also jumped up: "The hard bones are coming! Conceal the defense, tell them to outflank them separately!" He stretched out his hand to Wu Xi to point out the position of the enemy on the opposite side, and now he also has considerable trust in the combat ability of this group of tall Eastern European men!

Sure enough, the reaction of the golden eagles was very proactive, and according to the habit of groups of two, they immediately dispersed among the corpses, supplies, and abandoned vehicles in this area......

Sergei, who had been shot in the thigh on the tower crane before, relied on a bandage to tie his thigh to keep up with everyone's pace of charging, but now he was limping behind, and another companion who was shot in the waist and abdomen leaned on each other more than seventy meters away from the team in front of him.

And Wu Xi just wanted to turn around and run back to find a hiding spot, Wang Wanyu grabbed his collar: "If you die, you have to fall forward, you can't run back to the enemy, so it's easy to lose your energy, just hide here!" pulled Wu Xi and leaned against the rear wheel hub of the pickup truck.

At this time, Wu Xi suddenly found that the soft shell of his left arm was cut by a bullet and was bleeding, and then his still body felt pain everywhere, and there were also traces of gurgling bleeding on his thighs.

Wang Wanyu's old suit was not much better, but the veteran just spat on the wound casually: "Don't look at it! I can only wait for death when I see it now, and I have to wait until I kill the enemy to think about this!"

Wu Xi's colorful mind passed through the stories told by his father and grandfather, but ...... It doesn't seem to be as practical as the words of the construction veteran in front of you, whether you are an elite rich man or a migrant worker on the battlefield, there is only one life!

The enemy also needs to be strengthened, and it will be able to fight back to meet this group of wolves that seem to have rushed into the flock......

However, this group of militants is more than ten times more numerous than the wolf, and even rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention these extremist militants who are usually proud of their might and are known for their brutality......

The cheering shouts were getting closer and closer, close to his ears, and Wu Xi magically found that he actually had the kind of sneer on his face at this moment!

Come on, bunny, kill you ****!

War can really baptize people!