When Lu Zhanjun led a thousand soldiers from Wanlong Palace to rush up to the hillside of the west wing, he had completely fallen into the encirclement of Hamid on the west wing.
Just when Lu Zhanjun was worried about missing the opportunity and led everyone to charge at a rapid speed, he did not notice that there were already many stone gaps beside him, and suddenly turned into a flat and black hole.
Immediately afterwards, the flames of the machine gun instantly gushed out!
For a moment, gunfire sounded!
Lu Zhanjun only heard gunshots all around his ears. Before he could react, he heard the miserable wailing sounds coming from his side and the sound of soldiers being shot and falling to the ground!
One thousand people were completely aimed at the muzzles of more than 200 light and heavy machine guns and dozens of RPG rockets.
Then, there is no stingy in saturation strike.
The bullets vented wildly, and put down the soldiers around Lu Zhanjun in rows, which was no different from massacre.
Gunshots and explosions came one after another. In just one or two minutes, Lu Zhanjun's team lost more than half!
He was shocked and shouted loudly: "Damn it! We are ambushed! Quickly organize a breakthrough!"
But he didn't know that now they had no chance of breaking through.
These thousand people fell into the death trap surrounded by more than 30 castles.
No matter which direction they break through, they actually hit the muzzle.
They also tried to fight back, but under this kind of firepower, they could not even find a hidden place, and it was even more difficult to fight back.
After all, their opponents are all hidden in steel and concrete fortifications, and their weapons are difficult to effectively kill the opponent.
There were only a very small number of people on Hamid's side, and they were hit by bullets shot into the fortifications by the opponent.
As the number of soldiers in Wanlong Palace became less and less, some soldiers knew that they were hopeless to escape and blurted out: "Hurry up, protect the general!"
Immediately afterwards, many people from all directions shouted the four words "protect the general" and surrounded Lu Zhanjun at the same time.
Soon, Lu Zhanjun was surrounded by dozens of people.
Seeing that the brothers were falling down, Lu Zhanjun was extremely sad and angry, and shouted with red eyes: "Brothers, the ambush today is all because of my Lu Zhanjun's improper command. I hope you can forgive me!"
Several soldiers cried and said, "General Lu, we are all soldiers you brought out. We have never regretted it since the day we followed you!"
Lu Zhanjun swallowed even more: "I, Lu Zhanjun, have the honor of being able to fight side by side with you for three lives!"
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and said, "There is no hope of survival now. Why do you still protect me like this? You can dodge it and let me fight with these bastards! In this way, I will not be so frustrated even if I die!"
The hundreds of soldiers from the Wanlong Palace's eyes were filled with tears, and they still surrounded him and refused to dodge. As more and more comrades outside were killed, the team of one thousand people was only forty or fifty.
People are still struggling to persevere.
At this time, the firepower of more than thirty fire points had been aimed at them and opened fire.
Seeing more than twenty soldiers around him fall down, Lu Zhanjun pushed away the soldiers blocking him, raised his assault rifle and headed towards a fire-squirting fire not far away, and shouted while firing fiercely.
: "Bastard! I will bring you together even if I die!"
After saying that, he took a step and rushed out.
When the other alive soldiers heard this, they were instantly filled with blood. A group of people shouted in unison: "Fight with them!"
Then, he rushed out with Lu Zhanjun regardless of everything.
However, this suicide charge has almost no impact on the battle situation except that it can make them feel less aggrieved.
As soon as Lu Zhanjun rushed out, he was hit by more than ten bullets and fell to the ground and died instantly.
The other mercenaries following him were unable to escape this end. They were quickly killed like harvesting wheat, and were all killed in less than thirty seconds!
This unilateral massacre lasted in less than five minutes and ended.
Then, Hamid's soldiers came out of the bunker and began to clean the battlefield.
According to statistics after the war, there were 1,001 mercenaries in Wanlong Palace, including Lu Zhanjun, who had not survived and were all killed.
On Hamid's side, there were 16 casualties, six of whom died, and the remaining ten were injured, but none of them were in danger of life.
This is definitely a complete victory.
At this time, the commander who was facing the frontal feint had been waiting for a long time but had not seen Lu Zhanjun enter the battlefield from the side. His soldiers lost nearly a thousand soldiers in this feint. He asked in anger with radio.
Why didn't Lu Zhanjun attack yet? However, no one responded to the radio.
He immediately asked someone to contact the other soldiers of Wanlong Palace, but they all fell into the sea and had no response.
This made him panic.
On the battlefield, it is impossible for a thousand-person army to lose contact, and the other party is not a shrimp soldier and crab general. These thousand people are all elites of Wanlong Palace. Whether in terms of training level, combat ability or combat literacy, they are better than their own army in terms of their training level, combat ability and combat literacy.
Too much better.
The only possibility that such a force has completely lost contact is that they have encountered an unexpected situation...
The other party was shocked and quickly retreated all the soldiers he sent to take on for a feint.
At the same time, he quickly sent a scout to touch it as quickly as possible to find out.
An hour later, after the opponent's scout approached the hillside of the west wing, he immediately used a high-power camera to observe the west wing position.
It didn't matter when he saw it, and he immediately frightened him to a pale face.
At this time, Hamid's soldiers were cleaning the battlefield on the West Wing position.
As for the thousands of elites in the Wanlong Palace and their commander Lu Zhanjun, they all became corpses covered with bullet holes.
Hamid's soldiers are collecting their weapons and equipment and other strategic supplies at this moment.
The soldiers were more interested in the weapons and ammunition carried by the elites of Wanlong Palace, because the overall level of these weapons was better than that of Hamid's army.
Wanlong Temple uses all NATO-style weapons, most of which are equipped by active American troops, while Hamid's troops use almost all Warsaw Pacts before the Soviet Union in the 1960s and 1970s and 1980s.
The standard weapons are much different from each other, regardless of their level or age.
In addition to being interested in the weapons of the elites of Wanlong Palace, the soldiers also liked their desert camouflage uniforms very much.
Unfortunately, their desert camouflage uniforms have long been punched with countless holes and have no use value.
However, the Hamid soldiers who were good at treasure hunting discovered that although the tops of these elites in Wanlong Palace were all made into sieves, most of the pants were intact and could be stripped down and worn.
This American desert camouflage uniform has very good fabric workmanship and is expensive, which is better than the torn pants worn by Hamid soldiers.
In addition, what made the soldiers covet were the boots of the elites in Wanlong Palace.
All of the people used are very expensive professional tactical boots, with reasonable design, superior performance, and anti-smashing and puncture. When marching in deserts and mountains, they are simply magical tools.
This kind of boot has always been very short in the Middle East. On the black market, it costs at least a few hundred dollars a pair, and there is still no market price.
So, the scouts witnessed with their own eyes that the Hamid soldiers took off their pants, then took off their boots, and finally threw the bodies into the valley.
What frightened him even more was that his camera just captured Lu Zhanjun's body. At this time, he had only a pair of shorts left on his lower body, and at least a dozen bullet holes were punched on his body. He was still dead with his eyes open, and even more
It's extremely terrible.
The scout was extremely frightened. While fleeing in panic, he reported to his superiors on radio: "Wan... all the people in Wanlong Palace are dead... Lu Zhanjun... are also dead..."