Chapter 53: The American Eagle, Part 7
Rim glanced at Mo awkwardly, hesitated for a long time, and then said embarrassedly: "This...that...that pamphlet went to poop last time, and then forgot to bring the paper...and then...then...
Nothing more."
"Pfft..." Others let out a muffled laugh, but when Mo turned his attention to them, their muffled smiles suddenly turned into awkward smiles. Seeing Mo staring at him, O'Neill laughed dryly "hehe"
, and then whispered: "That day... I went to poop with Reem, so... no more."
"Pfft..." There was another burst of sullen laughter, Mo's face looked ugly, looking at the group of living treasures who couldn't hold up the wall, he said coldly: "You won't all be gone, right? Throw it away without even looking at it.
Already?"
Although no one answered, just by looking at their embarrassed expressions, he understood everything, so Mo's face became even more ugly. When he looked at them and continued to lower their heads to destroy the food in their lunch boxes, Mo couldn't help but roar in his heart.
He yelled: A bunch of bastards, idiots, Liu Adou, who can’t help himself up the wall, I received a secret order from Wen Baobao before, asking me to put you all away
I can't bear to kill some of these people and then go back. But seeing that you are making fun of your own lives now, you really deserve to die. Even if you all die here, you deserve it. You don't know that disrespecting your opponent means disrespecting yourself.
Life? Even the high-ranking generals of China don’t dare to take it lightly like you, Fruit and Vegetable Qinglian.
Thinking of this, Mo glanced at them and said coldly: "Rums Field is one of the most difficult generals in the United States today. He is known as the American Eagle. He is ruthless and will do whatever it takes to win. This is
Somewhat like you, but unlike your disorganized fighting style, he is good at winning by surprise. He is especially famous for his blitzkrieg, one after another, interlocking, breaking through at the fastest speed so that no one can react.
This is the opponent you will face."
At this time, the six people finally suppressed the disdain on their faces and became focused. The six people gathered together and whispered for a long time. In the end, Reim was the first to speak. He looked at Mo and chuckled:
"Sir, let's do some research. I feel that this Rumsfeld or something is not as scary as you said. Yes, if what you said is true, then he is indeed a bit awesome.
, but so what?
What is the blitzkrieg most afraid of? We are most afraid of being disrupted. As long as we can hold him back and cut off his attack rhythm, then all his attack plans will be invalidated one after another, and the position will be in chaos. By then we will
Again
If there is a counterattack, the American Eagle will not be a dead bird by then. My lord, please relax. We are good at fighting this kind of work. It will be left to us when the time comes. My lord, just sit back and wait.
Take credit."
Not knowing whether to live or die, Mo couldn't help but cursed in his heart again, what does it mean to be unexpected? That is, his attack method does not let you think about it at all. If the attack rhythm can be interrupted so easily, then he will not become
He is a famous general. Although Mo has not received formal military training, he has grown up with wolves and he understands that no matter how many ordinary wolves there are, once they encounter a mutant wolf pack, there is only a dead end. Block it?
What to use to stop it?
After a hurried dinner, the soldiers of the Chinese Foreign Legion hurriedly packed their luggage and left the place. When they learned that someone was probably catching up behind them, they no longer dared to relax at all. Although Rem and others
It sounds easy for people to say it, but when facing the American Eagle, they are still a little nervous. After all, this will be the most powerful enemy they have ever faced. The most important thing is, La
James Field's army is all armored. Although there are only more than 6,000 people in number, they move quickly and are especially suitable for operations in such wilderness. Compared with their convoys with various types of vehicles, their speed is undoubtedly faster.
It's much faster. They have to find a place to rest and prepare for an ambush. Otherwise, they will catch up in up to 1 day.
About 3 hours later, the U.S. armored force arrived at the place where the Chinese Foreign Legion had just had dinner. The convoy stopped. Field walked out of the car, casually grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and put it under his nose to smell it.
He smelled it, and then looked around: "There are about 2 of them, heading south. Huh, they have found out that we have bitten them. They ordered the whole army to get ready. They will definitely have an ambush in front. Everyone's eyes are on
Keep your eyes open, lest you suspect an ambush and be exposed."
"Yes, sir." The officers following him saluted with a snap, then the group turned around and got into the car, and the convoy once again rushed southward with murderous intent.
About 100 kilometers to the south, there is a small valley. Below the valley is a road that must be passed. At this time, on both sides of the valley, soldiers from the Chinese Foreign Legion are quietly ambushing there. Looking at the crowd,
Ruimu and the other 6 people were whispering, and Mo couldn't help but murmured again: Although I am not a regular soldier, I also know that with such an obvious ambush point, the other party will definitely be careful to ambush them.
That's weird.
Thinking of this, Mo gestured casually, and then a soldier ran over. After Mo whispered a few words in his ear, the soldier was surprised at first, then nodded and turned around to make arrangements.
.The soldier is a private soldier of the Sparrow and other families in Europe. Naturally, they will not pay attention to these old rivals such as Reem, so on the battlefield, these people have always followed suit.
After arranging everything, Mo casually found a place to lean down and quietly waited for the war to begin.
Two hours later, Field's motorcade stopped in front of this small valley. Ramsay Field got out of the car, picked up a night vision binoculars and carefully observed the valley in the distance for a while, and then laughed evilly:
"This is really a perfect place to set up an ambush. The self-propelled artillery drove up and fired three rounds of free fire at the mountainside on both sides of the valley."
After Field finished speaking, dozens of self-propelled artillery "squeaked" drove to the front of the convoy, and then lined up in a row. After calibrating the position, "boom, boom, boom", dozens of cannons opened fire at the same time. I saw
Chapter completed!