Chapter 13 Extreme Rescue (please read)

Author: a bayonet

Chapter 13 Extreme Rescue (please read)

The U.S. troops raised their guns and moved towards Pinghe step by step to surround them.

Just when Pinghe gritted his teeth and made up his mind to die, he discovered that the US military did not directly shoot or fire rockets to tear him apart.

They all raised their guns and slowly surrounded him, gradually narrowing the area where he could move and escape.

"A scary demon? Huh, I won't let you die so quickly. I'll just wrap him up and capture him alive."

Under the orders of the US military officers, the surrounding US soldiers did not pull the trigger, but approached Pinghe step by step.

"What do you mean by these stupid US troops? They want to kill and cut them into pieces!"

Pinghe stared angrily at the US military approaching him, and then he was stunned for a moment, and he immediately understood what the US military wanted to do.

"Hahahahaha... You just want to capture grandpa for the next life."

After saying that, Pinghe didn't want to talk any more nonsense, he took out the grenade in his hand and pulled the tab, and died together with the US military.

"boom--"

A crisp pistol shot rang out, and Pinghe covered his left arm and breathed in pain.

On the other side, the US military officer looked proudly at the wound on Pinghe's arm that was slowly oozing blood, and burst into laughter.

The nearby US troops also laughed at Pinghe, and one recruit even picked up a submachine gun and fired a bunch of bullets at Pinghe's feet.

The huge impact stirred up flying snow, and quickly splashed on Pinghe's body and face.

The American soldiers looked at Pinghe with great interest, as if they were waiting for him to pee his pants.

"This is the devil you were afraid of and stopped moving forward just now. It's just a poor bug."

The US military officer lectured the soldiers around him. It was obvious that he wanted to use Pinghe as a tool to improve morale and relieve the inner shadow of the US military.

"The beauty of a dog's day...ah!"

Pinghe couldn't bear the humiliation, and just in the middle of the curse, another bullet shot into his thigh, causing blood mist to splash out and sprinkle on the snow.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The U.S. military officer laughed wildly, seemingly unfazed by Pinghe's resistance.

"boom--"

Then a gunshot rang out, and the US military officer's laughter stopped abruptly.

It turned out that Pinghe quickly grabbed the gun with his right hand and hit the US military officer on the thigh, revealing his white teeth.

"Go to hell, if you want to capture me, just dream about it."

"If I hadn't injured my left hand, I would have sent you to the West. Oh...it's worth it, it's worth it, hahaha..."

Pinghe was physically injured, but his face blackened by gunpowder smoke still showed a hearty laugh.

He did not break his promise. For the sake of the organization and the country, he fought until the last moment, fired the last bullet in the gun, and died with no regrets.

"asshole!"

The moment the US military officer was hit, he almost staggered and fell to the snow. He covered the wound with his hand, and his face kept twitching in pain.

Then he lost patience and continued to play with Ping He. He directly pulled out the pistol, pointed it at Ping He's head, and was about to pull the trigger.

"Whoosh-whoosh-"

"boom!"

At this critical moment, Wu Qianli brought people to support him. Seeing that the situation was not good, he directly picked up the rocket launcher, and two extremely fast rockets were shot out.

I saw the rocket flying into the center of the crowd of US troops with a little afterimage.

In an instant, a huge bombing enveloped them, and above the rising cloud of fire were the severed limbs and long legs of countless American troops.

The US military officer who had just covered his wound and raised his gun was blown away more than one meter by the bombardment.

When he fell heavily on the snow, he was already dizzy, his legs were severely blown off, and he let out a cry.

When the remaining American troops just reacted and turned their guns to shoot, small black dots fell directly from the sky again.

When it reached them in mid-air, it suddenly exploded, blooming red flame flowers and flying countless shrapnel, directly cutting off half of the heads of several American soldiers, killing them on the spot.

"Grandma, this air explosion is really awesome, but can't you leave some for me?"

Yu Congrong rushed forward with his fire platoon, but when he got closer, most of the American troops were already dead or injured.

He looked at the corpses and wounded on the ground, and suddenly he felt really lonely.

“Help me help me!”

The US military officer who was lucky enough to survive the explosion realized that his situation was not good, so he immediately raised his hands and shouted for help.

His current condition is not good, a pair of good legs were blown to pieces, exposing every inch of white bones.

There is no need for volunteers to replenish the gun. As long as it is left in the forest, he will probably die soon.

And he obviously does not have the dedication to fight to death for freedom and human rights. In the eyes of many US troops, fighting to this point is already extremely heroic.

"Brother, is this American devil raising his hands to surrender? He's saying some bird language that I can't understand!"

Wu Wanli looked at the actions of the US military officer, scratched the back of his head with some confusion, and asked Wu Qianli.

"He's... he's saying that we are all sons of bitches and we should kill him if we can."

Wu Qianli originally wanted to explain, but when he saw Pinghe covering the wound on his left hand and sticking it behind a tree in pain, it was obvious that this group of American soldiers had caused him a lot of suffering.

So he temporarily changed the topic and gave an alternative explanation.

"His grandma thought that the American army wanted to surrender, and she was worried about how to deal with him. Unexpectedly, he was still a tough guy!

"Yes, he is a good man. Then I will help you and send you on your way!"

Yu Congrong raised the muzzle of his gun, nodded to the US military officer rather heroically, and even gave a thumbs up in his heart.

"NO—NO!"

"Da da da da da da..."

Yu Congrong triggered the flight, and sharp bullets hit the body of the US military officer one after another, making bursts of sounds of tearing flesh and blood.

"Pinghe, how are your injuries? Can you still walk?"

Wu Qianli didn't bother to look at the group of American soldiers at all. Instead, he came to Ping He, lifted him up slightly, and asked softly.

"Company Commander...I'm fine..."

Pinghe struggled to stand up, but he fell heavily on the snow again. The wounds on his thighs kept oozing out with bright red blood, turning a small patch of snow nearby red.

"Don't worry, I, Wu Qianli, promise that as long as I am alive, I will definitely make these American troops pay for their blood debt and pay the price they deserve!"

Wu Qianli looked at Pinghe's injuries and felt worried. He couldn't help but clench his fists with both hands and hit the snow hard. The pain and coldness that bounced back could not suppress the anger in his heart.

"Damn American devils, I..."

Lei Gong led his artillery platoon brothers and ran quickly through the dark forest with rifles on their shoulders.

He almost tripped several times along the way and did not dare to slow down.

Especially when he heard that the sound of gunfire stopped suddenly, Lei Gong thought that Pinghe's reconnaissance platoon was about to be wiped out, so he rushed over anxiously, only to find to his embarrassment that the battle was over.

"I should have come earlier and made you suffer!"

Lei Gong looked at Ping He's injuries and lowered his head in remorse, regretting it endlessly.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Give me a gun and a few bullets. I can walk to the command post by myself. You can quickly escort the radio station."

Pinghe sighed secretly, obviously not wanting to be a burden to the 7th Intermediate Company.

"The 7th Interleaved Company will never abandon any soldier. What are you afraid of if your leg is injured? Follow the troops to the command post. I will definitely cure you and return to the fight. Don't say such depressing words."

As Wu Qianli spoke, he tore off the strip of cloth on his clothes.

He immediately used strips of cloth to make a simple substitute for gauze, and tied it to Ping He's bleeding arms and thighs. Now he can only use this method to temporarily stop the bleeding.

The other soldiers of the seventh interleaved company were also moved when they saw their company commander's persistence.

Yes, when facing the US military, it would be fine if he died directly, but what if he was injured and ended up like Pinghe?

There is no need to worry about this situation in the 7th interleaving company. As long as you still have breath, the comrades in the company will never think of giving up on you.

"Company commander..."

Ping He always had tears in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pinch in his heart when he saw the gusts of cold wind blowing hard into Wu Qianli's body along with the torn thin clothes.

"Rest where you are for a while, and move the radio station and translator over to check if there are any faults. Each platoon will report the damage. We will go to the main highway later."

I looked at the injury on Ping He's leg in my mind, sighed silently, and at the same time secretly made up my mind.

"Going to the highway? Brother, what if we encounter US military personnel carriers and tanks? Aren't we going to escort the radio station?"

Wu Wanli thought it was normal when he heard from the front, but when he heard that he was going to the highway, he scratched his head without doubt and looked at Wu Qianli.

"Guawazi is really stupid, your brother just pointed at the US military personnel carrier!"

Lei Gong tapped Wu Wanli on the head with one finger. Looking at Wu Qianli who was decisive in killing and caring about love and justice, he nodded with some admiration.
Chapter completed!