"Don't come here again." With tears streaming down his face, Li Zhijun looked at the soldier who had just been killed. He was the recruit he had trained with his own hands. For a moment, his heart was cut by a knife, and he shouted loudly: "This is an order!"
Surrounding the corpses and calling for reinforcements formed local hotspots around the remains of fallen comrades and seriously injured comrades on the battlefield.
Both sides fought tooth and nail to snatch the remains and protect their comrades.
The most typical example is that after the body of our deceased deputy company commander was hung up by the Vietnamese army in a demonstration during the battle for Highland 211, our soldiers braved heavy artillery fire and fought hard to snatch it, even though they suffered heavy casualties.
This tactic is a disgusting tactic developed by foreign forces against the Dragon Kingdom army, because the slogan of the Dragon Kingdom soldiers is never to abandon or give up.
First snipe the commander, leaving him half dead, and then attack the people who come to rescue him.
It's shameless, but very effective for Dragon Kingdom soldiers.
give up? Abandoning comrades?
This kind of thing would never be possible for the Dragon Kingdom soldiers, regardless of their comradeship or their beliefs.
But this is also a torment for the commander, watching familiar faces die trying to save themselves.
One after another!
Even though he knew it was a trap, he still did it.
This was also a torment for him.
Woo~
Li Zhijun gritted his teeth, his face was stained with blood, and his eyes were filled with tears. He slowly moved his right hand and pulled out the pistol, with a look of determination in his eyes.
suicide!
What a word of despair!
Only when a person is at his most desperate will he think of this word.
A truly desperate moment.
And now Li Zhijun has reached such a time.
Not only did it not bring any protection to the comrades, but it became a burden.
He knew in his heart that as long as he lived, more comrades would die.
Just like the three comrades lying next to him now, died because of him.
His heart was twitching, grieving, and roaring.
He must not become a burden to his comrades.
"team leader!"
"Captain, no!"
"Captain, no!"
"No!"
"Company commander!"
"No, no!"
"Company commander, no!"
Many comrades who discovered Li Zhijun's movements roared with grief and anger.
His face was ferocious, and tears fell from his face unconsciously.
"Brothers, see you in the next life. I hope there will still be brothers like you in the next life." With a smile on his face, Li Zhijun looked at the blue sky through the gaps in the leaves, with reminiscence in his deep eyes, and slowly pulled the trigger. .
And just then.
Boom!
The sound of sniper rifles sounded again.
Pfft~
A blood flower burst out from his right arm, and the bullet penetrated the entire arm.
Snapped!
The pistol fell to the ground, and his arm hung limply.
"Ah, ah~" Li Zhijun roared crazily because of the pain, with grief and anger in his heart.
He actually no longer has the power to commit suicide. He is a burden.
"Asshole, bastard!"
"What a bastard!"
rustle~
A soldier with tears streaming down his face couldn't bear it anymore and got up and rushed towards Li Zhijun again.
Boom!
There was another sound of sniper rifle.
Pfft~
Plop!
A bloody flower and another life disappeared.
Li Zhijun, who saw this scene, bared his teeth. The physical pain and inner torture made him collapse, and he roared crazily: "What are you doing? Who told you to rush up? My order Didn’t you hear?”
"Don't come up here, do you hear me?"
Silence, endless silence.
Tears unknowingly soaked the cheeks of every soldier.
A kind of sadness and anger could not help flowing down, and the burning anger in his chest was burning and erupting.
"Brothers, please do me a favor!" Li Zhijun looked at Leng Feng and Shao Bing with his weak eyes, and struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Do me a favor, give me a favor!"
History is always surprisingly similar, and the gears of history are turning and reincarnating.
The arm holding the gun is shaking, the veins are bulging like a horned dragon, the heart is beating like a war drum, and the anger is like a volcano erupting.
Sad, angry, roaring!
Looking at Li Zhijun's blood-stained face, he forced out a smile, his hard cheeks.
The one who was most shocked was none other than Leng Feng.
Beads of sweat covered his entire face like rain, and his whole body lying on the ground was trembling slightly.
He could never understand his father, so he could never face his father.
Why that choice?
Why do that?
Why would he shoot his most loyal comrade?
Why?
Why?
Why?
There are countless reasons, just because he has never experienced the scenes that his father experienced at that time.
He disobeyed the orders of his superiors and acted alone. He was like a lone wolf who just didn't want to be a soldier like his father.
He has been treating himself this way and demanding himself until now.
In his eyes, the old company commander's cheek seemed to have turned into the face of his father in his memory. That was the father he saw for the last time.
He is no longer a warrior with a spine as strong as a spear. He lives in regret and is filled with sadness.
He really didn't understand it, until this moment.
No one saw it, but a figure appeared silently on the edge of the battlefield, appearing silently like a ghost on the branches of a big tree. His spine was straighter than the flagpole, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. Generally brilliant.
Looking at this scene, there was a rare trace of anger in those eyes.
This is the weakness of the Dragon Kingdom soldiers, but it is also the persistence of the Dragon Kingdom soldiers. This is a silent belief.
tread!
He stepped hard.
Buzz buzz~
The tree trunk was shaking crazily, and Zhuang Ming's figure had disappeared from the spot.
"Leng Feng, obey the order and come back!" Shao Bing roared crazily at Leng Feng.
"Leng Feng, don't disobey orders!" Long Xiaoyun was also roaring.
"Go back, Leng Feng." Li Zhijun was also roaring.
But Leng Feng resolutely jumped up from the ground and ran towards Li Zhijun.
"Perfect, the mission target has appeared." When the foreign sniper saw Leng Feng, a smile appeared in his eyes, he took aim and pulled the trigger.
Boom!
Leng Feng knew that he was in danger, because the foreign snipers were no worse than him.
If he were in his position, he would not let go of such a good opportunity.
But now he is not holding a sniper rifle, but a submachine gun, so he is only the one being hunted by the hunter.
Perhaps what was waiting for him was death, but he was unwilling to wait like that.
So he came out.
He even closed his eyes at that moment, because he knew that his life would probably end in the next second.
Ding!
I heard a metal collision, but the expected pain did not appear. According to inertia, my figure appeared next to the old company commander Li Zhijun very quickly. I opened my eyes in shock and was stunned.
(End of chapter)
