The deafening sound of explosions, gunfire, and bombs made a huge noise. The entire Qingmakan was stirred up, and there were battles and killings everywhere.
Although the bandits in Qingmakan occupied a favorable location, Luo Xiao's Yanhuang Legion was too sharp, with combat effectiveness and weapons and equipment far exceeding theirs. Coupled with the assistance of the Huya Special Forces Brigade, they defeated everyone in Qingmakan.
Defeated steadily.
The checkpoints were breached one after another, and the gunners under his command were killed one by one. The battle has now become white-hot and extremely fierce.
"Brothers, hold on!" A tall man wearing a coat and bare upper body shouted while waving a shell gun. His naked upper body was covered with scars, and his big bearded face showed ferocity.
Under his command, the bandits in Qingmakan gathered behind the fortifications, then raised their guns and aimed at the mountain road, waiting for the arrival of the Huxiaoling troops.
This big man is "Tian Bu Liang", one of the Eight Biao, and one of Du Jintang's strong men. Now, almost all the Eight Biao and Twelve Leopards have been killed and there are only two or three kittens left.
There was a rumbling sound on the mountain road, and then under their gaze, a ferocious muzzle emerged from behind the stone wall, and then the entire body of the tank appeared in the sight of everyone in Qingmakan.
"My stepmother, it's a tank!" All the bandits in Qingmakan were a little bitter. They didn't expect that the leader sent by Hu Xiaoling would be a tank.
Although the first batch of tanks produced were all light tanks, the armor protection capabilities forged with special technology were no worse than those of heavy tanks, so they had the characteristics of fast speed, flexibility and strong defense.
"What are you doing standing still? Shoot quickly!" After being stunned for a moment before dawn, he understood. He pulled his neck and shouted at the light and heavy machine guns.
The machine gunners woke up after he yelled like this, and each one hurriedly arranged their machine guns and aimed their guns at the approaching tank.
Unfortunately, they had no chance to shoot. Just as they turned their guns, an armed attack helicopter suddenly emerged from the clouds above their heads, dived, and followed closely by two missiles.
With two booms, half of the fortifications were blown away, and the bandits from Qingmakan also flew into the sky, and then fell down one after another.
After the attack was completed, the helicopter lifted up, left the ground beautifully, and got back into the clouds, as fast and nimble as when it came.
Inside the tank, the artillery shells had been loaded. The tank operator who was about to fire couldn't help but extend his middle finger towards the helicopter and gestured, "Damn, are you trying to steal my business?"
Before the smoke cleared, the tank's tank gun also fired shells, completely destroying the already dilapidated fortifications and leaving bodies lying on the ground.
With a muffled roar, the tank rushed forward like a rhinoceros, knocking the sandbags blocking the road to pieces, then rushed into the fortifications and rushed towards the bandits who were not dead yet.
Before dawn, he poked his head out of the mud, shook his head that was dizzy from the explosion, then grabbed a few grenades, threw himself at the tank, and cursed, "Grandma, I'll fight with you."
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The tank driver spotted him and slowly pulled the control lever. The tank suddenly stopped, and then the turret suddenly swung and swept away into the dark.
It was still dark, but I didn't expect this tank to be so capable. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The tank gun hit me in the chest, and I fell to the ground.
The tank roared, suddenly turned, its tracks creaked, and it ran over his head, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Before dawn, he was so frightened that he jumped out of his body. He held his head in his hands and rolled outside. He rolled several meters in one breath and didn't stop until he hit a stone wall.
He jumped up from the ground and looked at the tank with lingering fear before dawn. He couldn't help but be afraid, "His grandma's head was almost crushed like a watermelon."
Just when he thought he was safe, the top cover of the turret suddenly opened, and then a man got out, grabbed the machine gun on it, and turned the muzzle of the gun to aim at him.
Da da da da!
The machine gun bullet instantly passed through the unsuspecting man, tearing his body apart. Blood spattered on the stone wall, and then slowly flowed along the stone wall to the ground. He also fell softly to the ground.
"Master Ninth is dead, everyone, run away!" When the bandits saw that they were shot to death by machine guns before dawn, they immediately lost their fighting spirit, shouted and fled in all directions.
The tank stopped in place, and the machine gun on it fired wildly in all directions. The bullets were like deadly whips, sweeping away the living lives, turning them into corpses in an instant.
In just three or four minutes, this fortification was destroyed. The bandit leader and most of his more than 100 bandits were killed before dawn, and the remaining small number were pursued by troops.
The tank cleared the obstacles and then continued to rush forward. Behind it, the infantry swarmed in like a tide, and followed closely behind, rushing towards the mountain.
While the fierce battle on the mountain road was in full swing, Nangong Wentian led a special forces unit and parachuted quietly behind the Dazhai on the top of the mountain, preparing to behead Du Jintang.
In Qingmakan, Du Jintang is the family leader and the backbone of these bandits. As long as he is killed, everyone in Qingmakan can be broken up and it will be much easier to fight.
Several troops wanted to carry out this mission, but Nangong Wentian finally took it down. He was very happy, organized the team to set off immediately, and took a Hippo armed transport plane to the sky above Qingmakan Dazhai.
After riding a parachute to one kilometer outside the back wall of Qingmakan Dazhai, Nangong Wentian asked the special forces members to quickly put away their parachutes and prepare to start the beheading operation.
This place is about 1.2 kilometers away from Qingmacan Dazhai. There are dense mountains and forests everywhere. Only the place where they landed now is an open space.
After packing up his things, Nangong Wentian ordered a combat group to serve as the vanguard to scout the road ahead, and he followed closely with the remaining three vanguard groups, groping through the mountains and forests, heading straight for the Dazhai.
Although the front mountain is very busy, the back mountain is really quiet. In addition to hearing the chirping of birds, you can also see squirrels jumping between the branches from time to time, which is very leisurely.
Nangong Wentian and the others did not disturb the squirrel, but followed a pre-detected path little by little to the outside of the back wall of Dazhai, and then stopped.
Raising his head and looking at the guard posts set up on the two stone walls, Nangong Wentian made a gesture, and the two special forces members immediately separated from the team and used the cover of the trees to cover the two sentries bit by bit.
Maybe they didn't expect someone to sneak in here silently. The two sentries were holding rifles and whistling at their posts. From time to time, they would take out a small silver flask from their waists and take a sip.
Qingmakan has always been easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Zhun Jin has just added a batch of new Russian equipment, which has greatly enhanced its strength, so they feel that the village is very safe, and even if someone comes to cause trouble, they will be there to die.
How sharp Hu Xiaoling's attack is, probably only the top brass of Qingmakan truly understand it!
"Isn't it just like when the army attacked the mountain? They struggled for a long time without getting a single fart, and rolled down the mountain in despair." The sentry listened to the movement outside and curled his lips in a self-righteous manner, "Are you the ones who can provoke Qingmakan?
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Just when he was drinking wine, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a shadow moving outside the guardrail of the sentry post. He couldn't help but feel curious. He put down the wine bottle and walked over, looking outside.
There was a flash of silver light in the darkness, and the sentry felt something scratched his neck. Then his vision went dark, and he didn't know what happened next.
The special operations team member gently placed his body on the platform, then used one arm to push himself up from the railing to the sentry post, and gestured to the opposite side. The special operations team member on the opposite side who had also eliminated the opponent also smiled knowingly.
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After clearing the two guard posts, the special forces members immediately sent a signal to Nangong Wentian, who immediately ordered the special forces members to climb over the back wall and arrive at the Dazhai.
The area of Dazhai is about a hundred acres, with buildings built in the middle, and behind it are hills covered with shrubs, high and low.
Perhaps because there is a cliff behind it and no one can get up to it, Qingmakan was not very strict in the defense of the back village. Only four sentry posts were set up in total, and they were all quickly eliminated.
After clearing out the people in the back village, Nangong Wentian waved his hand, and the team rushed towards the front village, heading towards the target Du Jintang.
The front village is much tighter, with Qingmakan sentries everywhere, and patrols patrolling back and forth. It looks heavily guarded.
"One group, two groups, go to the left, three groups, and four groups, go to the right with me, meet in the meeting hall, and launch an attack!" Nangong Wentian made a few gestures, and then the groups dispersed and began to take action.
Nangong Wentian led two fighting groups as they walked quietly along the houses on the right. When they encountered bandits blocking the road, they would hide if they could. If they couldn't hide, they would simply kill them with a knife and throw them into a corner where they would not be easily discovered.
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In this way, going back and forth, Nangong Wentian and the others arrived outside the meeting hall.
Close to a window, Nangong Wentian peeked inside and found that there were quite a few people in the meeting hall, as many as twenty or so. They all seemed to be leaders with some status. At this time, they were discussing things, making a mess.
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"Captain, we are in place, do you want to take action?" A message from the other two combat groups came over the intercom, asking for instructions on whether to take action.
Nangong Wentian shouted in a deep voice, "Act!"
After smashing the window open with a punch, Nangong Wentian threw the flash grenade in his hand and pulled down his goggles to cover his eyes.
A dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the room, followed by people's screams and the sound of tables and chairs turning over.
"Do it!" Nangong Wentian shouted, and rushed to the door with a combat team. While charging, he knocked down the bandit sentry at the door of the hall with his automatic rifle, and arrived outside the door.
Raising his foot and kicking the door open with a clang, Nangong Wentian rushed into the hall with the fighting group. At the same time, the other three fighting groups also jumped in from the three open windows and fought with them against the green hemps.