The reason why Lin Minxian is here is because his girl Lin Manmiao is missing.
It wasn't lost in the traditional sense, it was because Lin Minxian lost him when he followed Lin Manmiao's troops like a crane.
This was due to the fog. The continuous rain for a week caused the steaming fog to rise in the valley, which confused everyone who saw it.
In addition, those who planned to enter Meng Neng for a sneak attack did not dare to take the main road and kept walking up the mountain. Lin Minxian almost saw the thousand people in front of them climbed over a hill and disappeared into the vast mountains and fields.
He couldn't find anyone.
The people under my command were a little panicked and asked: "Leader, what should we do now?"
Lin Minxian responded with a smile: "What else can I do?"
"When grandma comes, I will carry her, and when my wife comes to lie down on the kang, what should I do?"
This group of about 200 people had only one goal left in the fog, and that was to try to reunite with their own people.
So, with two armored vehicles in front and two hundred people following closely behind, they arrived around Menneng.
At this time, Lin Minxian planned to abandon the car. He thought that according to Lin Manmiao's traveling speed, Meng Neng would start fighting at this time. For this reason, he even stepped up a hill, wondering if he could not hear the gunshots because he could not hear the gunshots. It's far away, but once a fight breaks out, the flames of the explosion can always be seen, right?
Just like that, Lin Minxian stood on the top of the mountain. As a result, the surroundings were as quiet as ghosts, without any sound.
He was still wondering. While he was stretching at the top of the mountain, his men discovered a car coming from far away.
"Leader, this Mengniu is quite wide, with a heavy machine gun mounted on the roof."
This sentence reminded Lin Minxian.
He glanced back, and at that moment, he saw a pickup truck pulling a green soldier walking on an eight-turn road in the mountains. He picked up the license plate of 0729 at a glance.
The decision was made almost at the same second!
"beat!"
Lin Minxian's courage was so bold that he entered the realm of Meng Neng but dared to take the lead with more than 200 people!
If this was not possible on normal days, it would be almost equivalent to seeking death.
But now?
Lin Minxian was not afraid at all.
In his mind, his girl and a thousand people were already ambushing Menneng, and they were probably thinking about how to start.
As soon as she moved, Meng Neng's army moved out. No matter how stupid Lin Manmiao was, she knew that Meng Neng could ambush them.
It won't matter who is sitting in the car at that time. If the ambush is completed, Meng Neng can basically take it down, so why not attack?
"You, take a few people up the mountain to suppress it!"
"You, ambushing me on the roadside!"
"You block two armored vehicles on the road, and you can't let them pass no matter what."
"Do you understand everything?"
When it comes to fighting, even if these people are tied together, they can't keep up with the speed of Lin Minxian's brain, and they can't even open their mouths. Being able to make you nod is a sign of respect for the abundance of time.
A group of people just lurked on the final road of 0729. As soon as the car entered the encirclement, the ambush started.
Without any advance planning or preparation, Lin Minxian made the quickest decision almost by relying on his ordinary reaction at the moment.
This courage, this confidence...
In this position, Lao Qiao may not be able to catch up, because Lao Qiao is a "general" and Lin Minxian is a "handsome".
The completely different thing between 'general' and 'handsome' is that Lin Minxian can not only stroll on the top of the mountain and tease the opponent after making a quick decision, but he can also make quick commands based on the battlefield.
"Don't let Xu Ruifeng get out of the car!"
"The armored vehicle crashed into it!!!"
"No one is allowed to go up the mountain rashly. After throwing away all the grenades, set the mountain on fire first!"
Lin Minxian stood on the top of a hill out of reach of firearms with a walkie-talkie. He was changing his deployment as the situation on the battlefield changed. He didn't care at all about overthrowing his previous layout. He only cared about the results, especially when he was sure that I would After getting into it, he didn't even want his own people who had been sent to the mountain to ambush him in advance. He only wanted my life!
Da da da da da!
Da da da!
I can't imagine what kind of opponents I encountered, and I can't understand why a group of people who are not familiar with the terrain would beat me face to face and make me unable to hold my head up.
Pooh!
As soon as I spat out the mud that the green soldiers had chewed into my mouth after knocking me down out of concern for my safety, I almost saw a dead end.
Although the fire did not spread in the mountain forest that had just experienced heavy rain in late autumn, it created a scene of thick smoke all over the mountain. The smoke is really evil. It floats upward, making every breath like countless small handfuls. The knife was sucked into his lungs.
At this time, I didn't even have the slightest idea of asking for help. I just stood there, completely stunned.
After I had calmed down for a while, I began to have thawing thoughts in my mind...
Bugea is still on the top of the mountain at the moment, which means that the security camp in the city will not come out;
I don’t know what kind of grandparents Yang Rong was beaten into in Mengmao...
Who will come to save me?
Who the hell can come to save me? !
Even if people do come, the cucumbers and vegetables will be cold everywhere.
"Master!"
The greenskin soldier beside me turned around and asked as he kept pulling the trigger to fight back.
"Don't worry, it's been raining for a week, so the fire won't come up."
He seemed to have no confidence in his heart and asked again: "Master?!"
"I put your mind at ease!"
I responded eagerly: "This is Meng Neng. People from the security camp will rush out in a few minutes. By then, there won't be enough people to fill the gap. Just hold on!"
Why am I anxious?
Because I have no cards.
I'm in dire straits...
This time, it was a real desperate situation.
But there was still no truth in my mouth. After all, I still had the last bit of luck in my heart.
…
"I have to get down."
Mountain top.
A group of children hid behind a green pickup truck, guarded by four green soldiers behind another pickup truck, while Bugea and the female teacher hid behind a boulder.
Next to them, there lay a body wearing a red beret. The body had been shot through the chest.
"What will happen to the children if you go down?"
The female teacher stared at Brea.
This is the truth of women. Half of them will not put themselves into the truth, but they can guarantee that the truth they tell will be beneficial to them.
Burea glanced at these children, looking at their dull eyes that didn't understand what 'fear' meant, and then turned his head and looked anxiously down the mountain.
"I have to go down, my brother is down there!"
Burea was holding an AK seized from the corpse in his hand, and he said this resolutely.
"what about me?"
The female teacher's voice became gentle, as if she used these words to create a 'Boundary between Chu, River and Han' for Bureala. Once he made a choice, it would be immediately clear.
Bure'a's eyes were full of reluctance. After the reluctance lingered in his eyes, he turned around silently and said, "Do you think of me as a good person?"
He sneered.
Immediately afterwards, his body seemed to release a layer of light that was completely different from the color of 'Justice'.
He is Bure'a, the one-man king in Lao Qiao's hands who can take the enemy general's head like a bag.
You can't count the people he has killed on your fingers, because they are too numerous to count...
Otherwise, why would he fall into despair as soon as he saw her standing in the sun?
Because he saw something he didn't have.
It's like a child holding abalone in his hand, but turning to ask other children holding pickle dumplings: "Does yours taste good?"
This is Boureia, a guy who, in my opinion, is as stupid as a pig, but he also deliberately hides some thoughts.
This is why I feel relieved that he will have contact with the female teacher. After all, I have never seen any crazy kid who goes outside and doesn't plan to go home after dark.
Brea held the gun, raised his head and walked down the mountain. Just as the greenskin soldiers behind him were about to move, this kid rushed behind and immediately stretched out his hand, stopping everyone's actions, and broke into the fog single-handedly.
This is the last little thought in his heart. Although he wants to tell you which family he comes from, he can't say it to death.
In the jungle, Bujea didn't even raise his head. He moved his feet while squatting, and his body became lower every few steps.
He was too familiar with the jungle and knew that many times in the forest, because the line of sight was blocked by trees and bushes, it was not the eyes that could detect the enemy first, but the ears.
He was listening carefully, trying to hear something different among the chaotic sounds on the mountainside...
Da da da da da da!
Suddenly, less than ten meters in front of his nose, the sound of gunfire came out. Without even thinking about it, Brzea immediately picked up the gun and aimed the muzzle in that direction. He stepped forward slowly until he came from one place. In the gaps between the branches and leaves of the bushes, I saw a few soldiers standing behind the trees and firing down the mountain. This stabilized my steps.
He didn't fire.
When counting, mentally counting from one to four, until there are no more numbers around to add, follow this gap and rely on the distortion of the body and head to lock the opponent's position a second time without moving his feet, and move his hand The muzzle of the gun was hidden in the bushes and he quickly pulled the trigger!
Da da da!
The muzzle of the gun suddenly burst into flames in the bushes, and the branches and leaves that had originally blocked the muzzle were shot down. The person in front who was shooting down the mountain fell down at the sound.
The opponent's reaction speed was really fast. When the other soldier saw his companion fall, he didn't go behind him to look for the source of the gunshot. He rushed behind him with the muzzle of the gun and then pulled the trigger to death - da da da da da!
He grabbed the magazine tightly and tried to hold down the muzzle of the gun, but in such a sweeping situation, how could it be possible!
Naturally, the bush where Burea had hidden just now was not spared, and many branches and leaves fell to the ground as if they had been cut off.
The gunfire stopped at this moment, and the soldiers who were supposed to fire down the mountain turned around at the same time, raised their guns and aimed at the mountain.
now.
"Hey!"
On the branch of a tree not far away, Burea called to them while riding on the trunk. The boys subconsciously raised their heads - da da da!
One of them was shot in the chin and nose at the same time by these three shots, and the back of his head was exploded by the flying bullets. After bringing out a ball of splattered blood, he fell softly to the ground.
"I X your mother!"
When the soldiers from Eastern Shan State raised their guns and were about to shoot, Burea twisted his body and fell from the tree. Everyone heard a "crash" sound when he landed, but when he looked again with his eyes, he only saw a ridge. of steepness.
No one has rushed over. It is obvious that there is a slope behind the steep slope. Are you going to wait for bullets?
When those few people aimed their guns at the steep place, they were surrounded by the sound of their feet stepping on branches and leaves and their bodies scraping against the leaves. These guys were searching in the jungle with their guns drawn...
Three seconds later, where the sound was frequent, a wild rabbit jumped out, stood upright, and pulled its little face with its two front paws.
At that moment, a soldier wearing a red beret seemed to have given up on his life, his eyes lost all light, and he said one word: "Fuck..."
On the steep hillside, Burea straightened up his body, holding the gun and pulling the trigger frequently - click, click, click, click!
All the greenskin soldiers on the field were shot in the chest, and no one was spared! (End of chapter)
