When the Guards broke into the flank, Taihui's Pioneer's failure was a foregone conclusion and the manpower was difficult to change.

The attacks of the Guards in two directions forced their enemies to shrink to the south, and many people had only time to flee with their weapons.

Da Zhuang was pushing a machine gun and moving slowly in the traffic trench. There were occasionally one or two gunshots around, which was particularly harsh on the dark night.

The remaining sixteen people lined up in a line, each holding the weapon tightly.

"Be careful about everything, don't just look at the front, remember what I taught you."

Taihe turned over a corpse on the ground and confirmed some information on the dead guy, while the rest of the soldiers walked past him.

Yu Lian is by Dazhuang's side, so he will open up roads for machine guns. In some places, the roads are bumpy and unpassable, so the two of them will work together to carry the machine gun over.

After reading everything that could identify the identity, Taihe sighed. Along the way, none of the remains left on the battlefield were real Taihui people. They fought with the unlucky guy in Dale.

Baishitong points the muzzle forward and backward toward the rear, and sometimes pays attention to the top of the trench.

They lined up relatively slowly, and they had already left nowhere to go, and the winners and losses were decided wherever they went.

At the corner of a traffic trench, Taihe asked the soldiers to stop, and he heard some sound on the other side of the corner.

"White Light!"

He shouted a war command.

There was no answer on the other side, and the voice disappeared.

Taihe patted Yu Lian, then pointed to the top of the trench.

After receiving the instructions, Yu Lian first placed the weapon on the traffic trench. He climbed onto the ground and picked up the weapon and crawled towards the place where the sound came out.

When he arrived at the position, he quietly poked his head out and observed from top to bottom. An enemy soldier was restlessly maintaining his aiming posture below.

Yu Lian quickly got up and jumped down, and the buttstock hit the enemy soldiers' heads.

This time, he must have been stunned, so he controlled the enemy and pressed him under him.

The other brothers in the row quickly crossed the corner to meet.

The enemy soldier who was suppressed by Yu Lian screamed and said something he couldn't understand.

"Be careful!"

After saying this order, Taihe squatted down, and according to his experience in living in Dale, he tried to communicate with others with his gestures and guesses.

However, this soldier had long lost his mind. In addition to the strange screams, he would say another word throughout the whole process, which translated into a meaning of mercy.

Since this is the case, Taihe had no choice but to order two soldiers to send this man to the rear, and the rest could only continue to move forward.

A group of people shuttled through the traffic trenches. Over time, they joined some brothers and attacked in the same direction, and would sooner or later come together.

Due to the breakthrough in the middle, the army on the north side of Taihui Pioneer was encircled and suppressed. Under the saturated attack, Taihe and his friends encountered almost no resistance and easily gathered with the central army.

The gathering of power is to clench your fists and eat away at the remaining enemy troops on the south side.

With such a huge battlefield, people are everywhere, and corpses are everywhere where they have been, and where they are about to go is even more life and death.

Here, they finally saw the big flag. Half of the flag was left, and the other half was burned out. Even the remaining half was riddled with holes.

The flag deeply shocked the hearts of the recruits, and they regretted not seeing with their own eyes how the flag was burned.

Yu Lian looked at the friendly troops nearby, and everyone was waiting. These people listened to the violent gunfire in front of them, waiting to get in.

"You seized a machine gun, right?"

The officer touched the machine gun and looked at Taihe: "Take it to the front for support, the brothers there need your firepower support."

"Yes, sir."

Taihe received the order and waved his hand to lead his brothers to the scene.

The battlefield ahead was in a hurry, and the enemy mobilized all forces to defend, built a semi-circular defense net, and used powerful firepower to block the Guards' attack.

It would be fine if the Guards wanted to win the final victory at all costs, but there was no need to do so. The opponent was already at the end of the road and risked rushing forward and suffered too many casualties.

"Xiao Xiang!" Baishitong called Xiang Du in the state of Shenyou, "What do you think? Keep up with it."

Xiang Du just woke up and was surprised by the surrounding scenery. He didn't know how he came here in a fascination.

I had similar experiences when I was running in the morning. I could swim and run the entire journey like a dream.

As he moved forward, his thoughts flew again.

He seemed to have seen many dead people, as if Yu Lian had just killed one with his own hands, not by killing it, but by capturing it alive.

The more random the thoughts were, the clearer the people who could never stand up again. He became depressed and wanted to shout out something.

Especially what scared him the most was that he didn't seem to have much feelings about the dead, and his comrades-in-arms didn't seem to have any feelings about it. Why is this?

Dazhuang pushed the machine gun and kept walking. Xiang Du listened to the sound of the roller and thoughts, forgetting the passage of time.

"Get down quickly!"

Taihe pressed down the two soldiers beside him, and the others fell down, only Xiang Du stood foolishly, and bullets flew past him.

Just at this moment, Baishitong forced Xiang Du to the ground.

Baishitong scolded anxiously: "You're desperate!"

Xiang Du was completely unconscious and looked around with spare energy. Under the night, many vaguely visible figures crawled on the ground and crawled.

Dazhuang controlled the machine gun and shot in front of him. He could not see the target at all, so he could only aim at the muzzle flame in front of him.

Other soldiers in the platoon were also firing, and many people could not find a suitable shooting position and were crawling hard to join in.

The two sides fired each other, and bullets flew across the board. In places invisible to the naked eye, countless bullets rushed to the night sky and the ground.

Xiang Du fired two shots, and then the comrades around him seemed to have no strength, and a few drops of hot blood flew to Xiang Du's face.

Everyone was blindly shooting, surrounded and surrounded.

Baishitong was so anxious that he scolded: "Damn, there is no cover here."

The comrades could not hear his scolding, and everything was covered up by gunfire.

Touching the blood with the remaining warmth, Xiang Du gave up shooting. He lay on the ground and looked up at the sky, praying in his heart, hoping that the god he believed in could bless him from being hit by bullets.

When they shot each other, someone was pierced from time to time. When my cousin's artillery covered the battlefield on the south side, someone still used bullets to vent his anger.

The Guards did not continue to attack, they were just waiting for this moment.

The artillery fire soon drowned out the only remaining position of the enemy. The surrounding guard soldiers watched the most beautiful scenery in their lives and listened to the sounds they wanted to hear the most in their lives.

The troops on standby in the rear advanced forward, and as soon as the artillery fire stopped, they would rush forward without hesitation.

Nawu carried the flag and walked to the front of the front line. The suicide squads with him were also there. It seemed that this group of people was really not afraid of death, which was really admirable.

"God, thank you." Xiangdu whispered, "God, thank you."

He has attributed everything to the help of mysterious powers.

In the rear, which was the central position successfully occupied by the Guards, Ke Yi pressed the abdomen of the injured soldier tightly, and the blood flowed out of the soldiers dyed Ke Yi's hands red.

The soldier was so weak that he could not speak, with his eyelids drooping.

But he pressed hard, encouraging the soldiers who could not hear her voice at all: "It's okay, it's okay, you'll be fine."

"He's gone," Bella walked over and said, "Give up, you've done what you should have done."

But he slowly let go of his hands, and the blood that once gushed out slowly stained his clothes.

A life that passes through one's own hands is unspeakable.

I heard someone shouting from afar: "Medical Soldiers! Medical Soldiers! There are wounded here!"

But he stood up instantly and hurriedly ran over. There was a soldier carrying another soldier on his back, eagerly seeking help.

The injured soldier was placed flat on the ground, but after checking his injuries, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at? What do you mean?"

"That's great! He still has the help!"

But he was also very excited and began to carefully cut the clothes of the injured soldier. Only when the wound was exposed was exposed was convenient for treatment.

The wound was treated simply and had little impact on life, but his face relaxed seriously.
Chapter completed!