Chapter 446: Big sweep: The crisis is approaching six
Two special attack team members jumped behind the table and took a look. They found that two of the three guns had been blown to pieces. The parts were scattered on the ground. They couldn't tell which gun it belonged to, but there was also an automatic rifle.
It was basically well preserved, so I reached out to pick it up.
But he pulled several times, and the dead special operations team member's hand tightly grasped the gun and refused to let go.
"Open his hand." Aokiro shouted in a deep voice.
The two special forces members rushed forward and used force to break off the dead special forces member's hand until they broke the other's finger bones and took off the gun.
"This is a group of unyielding fighters." Looking at the angry-eyed special forces members after their death, Oda Kazuke couldn't help but sigh, "Retreat."
At this time, there was less than thirty seconds left before the time they agreed on. Oda Kazuki and the others came out of the house and ran towards the sentry post like crazy.
The special attack team responsible for blocking the reinforcements also withdrew. There were only seven people left out of the original more than forty people. If they were delayed for a while, not even one of them would be able to come back.
On the horse road at the checkpoint, Watanabe was waiting anxiously with a submachine gun in his hand. When he saw Oda Kazusuke and others coming back, he immediately shouted, "Chief of Staff, you retreat first, and I will lead people to stop and pursue the enemy."
Oda Kazusuke was not humble and led his men to slide down the rope from the sentry post behind him and down the wall, and then ran towards the place where they came from.
Watanabe stretched out his hand and grasped the machine gun mounted inside the checkpoint, with a ferocious smile on his face, "Chinaman, come on."
At this time, reinforcements from the guard regiment, which had been blocked by the Japanese blocking troops at the door, also arrived. They poured into the base like a tide and headed straight for the headquarters.
Luo Zhan, the leader of the guard regiment, was going crazy because he knew that the political commissar was still in the headquarters. If there was something wrong with this, the regiment commander would be furious.
The relationship between Luo Xiao and Yan Beifeng cannot be replaced by others. After working together for so many years, the two have a deep relationship, just like real brothers.
In fact, not only the regiment commander, but also everyone in the base has complaints about the political commissar. He is an upright and generous man, and treats everyone like a family member. Everyone respects and loves him very much.
"Quick, if the political commissar makes any mistake, I will shoot you." Luo Zhan shouted, commanding the troops to surround the headquarters, and then took the lead and rushed in.
As soon as he entered the house, he was shocked: there were shell casings and grenade fragments everywhere in the house, many of the furniture had been turned into wood chips, and the walls seemed to have been smoked and were black.
Stepping past a burning table, Luo Zhan rushed toward the innermost alloy conference table. He already had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Behind the table, Yan Beifeng was lying on a special operations team member. The military uniform on his back was cut into strips by shrapnel, revealing the shocking wounds inside. Some of the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, which made people scared to see them.
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"Political commissar!" Luo Zhan knelt down on one knee, picked up Yan Beifeng, stretched out his hand to test his breath, and was surprised to find that he still had a weak breath. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Medical soldier.
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Two medical soldiers immediately rushed in with first aid equipment and got busy, but they immediately shouted, "Commander, the conditions here are too simple, we must go to the field hospital in the underground base for surgery."
"Then why are you still standing there? Let's go." Luo Zhan roared, and four special forces members immediately rushed forward, lifted the stretcher holding Yan Beifeng and ran towards the door.
Outside the door, there was a multi-purpose personnel carrier parked, which had now been transformed into a vehicle full of first aid equipment. The soldiers carried Yan Beifeng and ran towards the emergency vehicle.
At this moment, the machine gun in Watanabe's hands at the sentry post on the wall fired, and a string of bullets swept over, and several soldiers fell immediately.
With a muffled groan, the outermost soldier among the four soldiers carrying Yan Beifeng was hit in the calf. His body swayed and he knelt down on the ground. Because he was missing, the stretcher tilted instantly.
The wild geese above were swaying in the north wind.
The surrounding soldiers came up to help. The soldier yelled, stood up again, and continued to move towards the multi-purpose personnel carrier.
Behind him, a shocking trail of blood stretched all the way to the multi-purpose personnel carrier.
"beat!"
The soldiers of the guard regiment also opened fire. Dozens of machine guns fired almost at the same time, and the bullets covered the checkpoint in an instant.
Watanabe's body swayed crazily as if dancing, and blood shot out from his body that was beaten into rags. In the blink of an eye, he was almost bleeding. With his eyes wide open, Watanabe loosened his grip on the machine gun.
With his hand, he threw down the fence from the checkpoint.
"Watanabe-kun!" Oda Kazusuke and Aokiro, who had already retreated to the bottom of the cliff, saw Watanabe being hit. They shouted, eager to turn over and go back to save him.
At this time, Fujita Hikaru and the others also came back. It seemed that their losses were not small, with only about twenty people left.
Oda Yisuke's eyes fell on Fujita Hikari's face and found that his face was ashen and he didn't say a word. He just waved his hand and all the special attack team members climbed up the cliff along the rope.
"What's wrong with Captain Fujita?" Oda Kazusuke turned to look at another officer on the side and asked in a low voice.
The officer looked a little strange and hurriedly replied in a low voice, "We met Miss Ji Xiang."
"Really?" Oda Kazusuke was very surprised, "Is she okay?"
"The captain hit her." The officer replied. "It seems that she is seriously injured and her life or death is uncertain."
"ah!"
This time Oda Kazusuke was shocked.
"Shut up!" Fujita Hikaru suddenly shouted angrily, and the officer was so frightened that he immediately shut up and did not dare to speak.
Oda Kazusuke looked at Fujita Hikari who was in a terrible mood and said nothing more. Because he could understand Fujita Hikaru's current mood.
Because they had been prepared for a long time, Fujita Hikaru led the special attack team along the mountain road to the cliff and rushed towards the crack. They knew that it wouldn't take long for the people from Huxiaoling to find this place.
In the Huxiaoling Base, there are not only outsiders like the Huya Special Operations Brigade, but also a considerable number of native residents of Huxiaoling. These people are definitely not less familiar with Huxiaoling than that Orion, but he
I just happened to find that crack.
With so many people in Nobunaga's special attack team, it is inevitable to leave traces. Fujita Hikaru believes that there is no shortage of masters who are good at tracking in the Huxiaoling base, so it is only a matter of time before people like him are exposed.
If they cannot pass through the crack smoothly before Huxiaoling and others find them, then there will only be one result waiting for them.