Corpse Paradise, which has been baptized by two battles, is full of corpses and broken limbs. The smell of blood is so strong that it can make ordinary people gag when they smell it.
Pillars, broken walls and piers everywhere are covered with bullet holes, large and small.
There are more than a dozen grenade craters scattered around the site, and some of the surrounding weeds have been ignited. The raging flames make this battlefield more tragic...
Corpse Paradise has almost been completely transformed, and the back door of Building D of the Intelligence Station is also miserable.
The fences and walls are also covered with bullet holes, so densely packed that they can trigger an attack of trypophobia on the spot. There are also several charred holes blown by rockets.
Especially the wall that had a hole blown out looked like it had been chewed by a wild animal at first glance.
Looks extraordinarily stunning!
There used to be more than 20 small spotlights in a row, which played a major role in this battle, but now only four or five are still on.
The others had all made the greatest contribution in the previous battles and were smashed to pieces with no bones left.
Watching the last thug disappear from sight, Tyrone wiped the cut on his face that was scratched by the gravel, and a line of blood flowed out.
Immediately called over the radio: "Everyone please report the damage to me."
"Building B, Boone, is in good condition."
After Boone replied, he added excitedly: "Guys, good job, now they will know that we are not easy to mess with."
"Building B, Tanto, there's no problem. I hope I can switch to Building D and shoot gophers with a machine gun for a long time. It's really boring."
Tanto wasn't showing off, it was actually because his teammates were working hard in front, while he could only stare from behind, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Building C, Oz, a small scratch, it doesn't affect the continued fight."
"Thank God!"
As soon as Oz finished speaking, Teague answered: "Building D, Teague, I was shot in the chest. Fortunately, the body armor saved my life."
"Building D, Kahlil Gibran, was hit 4 times. Fortunately, I am lucky and still alive and kicking."
The bullet casings at Long Zhan's feet had piled up into a hill, estimated to be at least 2,000 rounds. After saying this, he sat down on the pile of shell casings.
He was so exhausted from this battle that even with monster-like physical strength he couldn't hold on.
As soon as Long Zhan said these light words, everyone in GRS who heard it on the radio suddenly had an orgasm in their skulls, and for a moment they all thought they had heard wrong.
Tyrone asked in disbelief: "What? You were hit by 4 bullets? You were not injured?"
"Although it hurts a little, I'm pretty sure I'm in good condition. Maybe I need some blood-removing ointment."
Long Zhan said it in an understatement, and Tyrone finally lost his composure and complained speechlessly: "Oh my god, you must have kissed Lady Luck's ass."
Although the others did not speak on the radio, they were equally shocked at this moment.
None of them were new recruits on the battlefield. They had been on the battlefield for a year or two and were used to seeing too many people hit by bullets.
More people survive after being hit by one bullet, but very few survive after being hit by two bullets.
Those who can still survive after being hit by three shots are extremely rare.
They had seen the person who had been hit by four bullets. It was a body lying in mud on the ground. When it was put in a body bag, the intestines had to be stuffed back.
But like Long Zhan, who was hit by 4 bullets, not to mention dying heroically on the spot, he didn't even have any minor injuries, only "miraculous" skin injuries.
Never seen that in my life!
I’ve learned a lot today!
The image of Long Zhan in everyone's mind was originally that of a master from a mysterious force. Now with this appearance, it has once again reached a new level.
He is very strong personally and is taken care of by the goddess of luck.
Is there a more perfect teammate in the world?
The answer is self-evident!
After recovering from the shock caused by the dragon battle, Tyrone gained a little more confidence in defending the intelligence station, and continued the post-battle procedures.
"Oz, how is the enemy's situation?"
Upon hearing Tyrone's inquiry, Oz replied: "The house where the bad guys gathered is still very lively, and a large number of people are constantly coming in and out."
"It seems that the attack is not over yet. Keep monitoring and report any situation immediately." Tyrone said.
"Roger that!" Oz replied.
"Tai, they broke all the lights. The next defense may not be so easy."
Teague didn't use the radio and stood on the rooftop to shout to Tyrone.
"This is their first wave of missions. First dismantle our peripheral defenses. It's been a tough night. Do you want to drink some coffee to refresh yourself?" Tyrone shouted back.
"I really want coffee."
Long Zhan took over the conversation, lay down on the fence, and shouted to the familiar figure below: "Hi, Ms. Gilani, can you bring some coffee?"
After saying that, Long Zhan even blew a kiss.
"sure."
Gilani accepted Long Zhan's ambiguity generously. The two had slept together many times in the base, and their relationship had long been noticed by others.
A few minutes later.
Gilani led a group of logistics personnel and delivered refreshing coffee, water and food to the personnel who had just experienced the fierce battle.
At the same time, all the last ammunition in the warehouse was sent to the roof.
Among them, the Long Zhan side consumes the most and replenishes the most ammunition.
In addition to transporting these supplies, medical personnel also came to the scene one after another, bringing medicine to treat the injured.
After all, in the tragic battle just now, although no one was seriously injured, various bruises were inevitable.
The logistics personnel who were the most idle in the battle just now were busy running around in various ways during the period after the battle, and became the busiest group of people.
Gilani, who was in charge of the logistics staff, became the busiest person.
As busy as you are, flirting can’t be forgotten.
After the fierce battle, Long Zhan drank coffee and had ambiguous interactions with Gilani from time to time, which was really the envy of other big men.
Rest time always passes quickly, and it’s early morning before I know it.
1:28.
Benghazi Airport.
Team B, which took off from Tripoli, has successfully arrived at Benghazi Airport and has been in contact with the troops of the Benghazi National Transitional Council.
According to the negotiations between the US National Congress and the Commission, the anti-government forces need to provide armed vehicles and personnel to escort the emergency response team to the rescue.
However, half an hour has passed and still no vehicle has appeared.
The anti-government army is composed of scattered militia organizations. Every militia leader does not want to suffer a disadvantage and wants other organizations to be responsible for the escort.
The end result is...
A large group of militia officers in military uniforms gathered together to pass the blame to each other. They had been noisy for so long, but they were still playing football.