Next, except for artillery bombardment, the enemy did not attack again, and everyone in the master group was able to breathe. The fallen teammates were wrapped in sheets and laid flat outside the cave. The team members were whispering, worried about the current situation.
But we can't blame them. The number of enemy troops is about ten times theirs. Anyone would feel desperate. Encouraging words can only be said once, and if you say them again, they will be as watery as water. Fortunately, Chen Xing's performance in the battle was strong enough and brought some confidence to the team members.
Until noon on the third day, the enemy did not attack again. Chen Xing hid in the bomb shelter and used binoculars to observe the enemy's formation. The shells are still pouring down again, but the frequency of shelling has decreased. It seems that the opponent's ammunition is not unlimited.
Although the bombing continued, the damage on Chen Xing's side was not great. Only two were killed and seven were injured. From the beginning to now, the opponent has fired at least 3,000 shells. Judging from the consumption of ammunition, the battle losses here can be said to be minimal.
But then again, there are only about 300 people in the master group, so they cannot withstand much consumption. Including those killed in previous battles, the total attrition number exceeds fifty, and the number of wounded is about thirty. There are still more than 140 combatants and more than 80 support personnel left.
At half past two o'clock at noon, the enemy troops suddenly started to move, with smoke and dust billowing everywhere, as if they were mobilizing troops.
"Woo..."
A long whistle sounded from above. Looking up, three small olive-shaped black spots appeared in the clouds, and gradually grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. A few minutes later, three aerostats flying side by side poked out of the clouds and appeared over the battlefield.
Why is there an aerostat?
Chen Xing then remembered the airdrop of supplies a few months ago, and was shocked. He jumped out of the bomb shelter and ran towards the flying dragon behind the mountain.
"Lao Wu, Cassie, and Ghost Fox, bring rockets and intercept the airdropped supplies!"
At Chen Xing's request, the two team members hurriedly sent over the rocket launcher. Chen Xing rode on the flying dragon and rushed into the sky. Wu Jinjian and others took off one after another, following behind him. He only bought six flying dragons in total. Big Cat and Lao Ji rode away two, and now only four are left.
As he expected, the aerostats that appeared in the sky opened their hatches one by one, and the huge box with parachutes hanging from its four corners sank and fell to the ground. When the enemy troops responding on the ground saw the flying dragons of Chen Xing and the others, they all raised their guns and shot.
"Da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da!"
Intensive gunshots resounded across the wasteland.
"Disperse!" Chen Xing gave the order, and the four of them immediately flew apart. The flowing fire streaked across the sky, like orange-red dotted lines, converging into a giant snake, twisting and twisting, and throwing towards the flying dragon that was passing rapidly.
Chen Xing, who was on the dragon's saddle, picked up the rocket, locked his eyes on the huge supply box through the glass sight, and slowly pressed the trigger.
"tumultuous!"
There was a flash of fire behind him and smoke billowed out. A fireball rushed straight out, hit the target, and exploded into a fireball with a "boom" sound. The wooden planks outside the box fell apart, revealing the armor inside. The rope of the parachute on one side burned and broke one by one. With a final "crash", the armored vehicle slid out of the box and hit the ground.
"Ah, it fell!" "Ahhh!"
The armored vehicle hit the ground, its broken parts flying everywhere, and it was completely scrapped. The enemy troops who were responding below were jumping around and were almost smashed into pieces.
"Haha, I'm a happy little black man, la la la!"
Cassie's joyful cry came from the intercom, and then with a "boom", a second fireball ignited.
"Well done!" Chen Xing praised.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Jinjian and Guihu each shot down a box. The three aerostats dropped a total of six, and in the blink of an eye, only two were left. But at this moment, the cannon under the aerostat started to rotate. Chen Xing's scalp stung, and he realized something was wrong, so he shouted: "Escape quickly!"
"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong!"
The dull sound of gunfire sounded like a sharp sword cutting through the sky. The four of them did not dare to fight anymore and pulled the reins one after another. The flying dragon turned sideways and retreated in an arc.
The Human Survival Committee's aerospace vessel actually interfered in the civil war on the Black Earth Continent. It must have received some benefits. Chen Xing was filled with hatred, but he had no choice but to watch helplessly as two huge supply boxes landed safely.
Flying back to the stronghold, as soon as he got off the flying dragon, Chen Xing saw the ghost fox falling from the dragon saddle and hurriedly went over to hug her.
"Well……"
The ghost fox covered his waist, and blood continued to leak from between his fingers. Chen Xing called for the medics, took out the customized version of Dragon Scale Guard's treatment needle, and injected the ghost fox three times in a row.
The customized version of the treatment needle is 1.7 times more effective than the ordinary treatment needle. It can quickly stop bleeding and provide the source of life. The medical soldier commanded the stretcher to run over and send the ghost fox into the cave.
"That's an SA anti-aircraft missile vehicle. We have to be careful." Wu Jinjian said.
A trace of helplessness flashed in Chen Xing's eyes, but it was not shown on his face. He said in a relaxed tone, "It's just two cars."
Wu Jinjian nodded knowingly and said nothing more.
"I saw the ghost fox was shot!" Cassie jumped off the dragon saddle and cursed angrily, "These vampires will do anything for money. They are filthier than thieves."
At this moment, the ghost fox's mount let out a wail, tilted its body, and fell to the ground. It was only then that they discovered that there was a big hole in Feilong's abdomen, and blood spread all over the place.
Cassie squatted next to him, stroking Feilong's neck, showing a rare look of sadness.
"Give it a ride." Chen Xing said.
Cassie nodded, pulled out the dagger, and said to Feilong, whose mouth was constantly spilling blood, "Brother, have a good trip." Feilong seemed to be able to understand people, his pupils turned to Cassie, and he blinked. Cassie gritted his teeth, raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed the dragon into the neck. Feilong struggled for a while and gradually closed his eyes.
After a while, the ghost fox, whose waist was bandaged, limped out with the help of the medical soldiers.
"You ride the flying dragon and go first to the safety center for treatment." Chen Xing said to her.
Ghost Fox shook his head, "Brothers are all here, you, you need me too..."
Chen Xing closed his eyes and did not refuse. If the ghost fox leaves, he will not have the fighting power at a distance of three thousand meters, and will have to be suppressed and beaten by the opponent's sniper. He took out the customized treatment needle and wanted to inject it into the ghost fox, but was pushed away by the ghost fox.
"I can do it, leave it to others."
"Then you have a good rest." Chen Xing put two tubes of medical needles into the hands of the medical soldier and asked him to help the ghost fox go into the cave to rest.
"I'm going back to the camp first." Cassie mounted the flying dragon and returned to the third camp's stronghold.
"I'm going back too." Wu Jinjian nodded to Chen Xing and left on a flying dragon.
Chen Xing looked at the corpses of the team members lined up in several rows in front of the cave, feeling bitter in his heart. The master group, which has just recovered its vitality, is facing annihilation again.
"No, the enemy is here again!"
One wave after another, a new round of enemy attacks began. Chen Xing took a long breath, gathered his mood, carried the big black eagle on his back, and walked to the front line.
