"The Chinese team...the firepower is too strong..."

"…requesting artillery support... Otherwise, 387 will not be able to defend..."

“Request support…”

When I walked into this tunnel of the Vietnamese, I could vaguely hear a sound from inside. Several sounds of hissing sounds seemed to be roaring at the radio station or the phone. With the soldiers' understanding of Vietnamese, they could only hear some intermittent words.

"Impossible! The Chinese team came out from there, where is our artillery unit..."

"How could the Zhong** team appear in this direction..."

"Where is our mine array, our castle? Why is there no sign..."

Fang Zhijun led the soldiers into the tunnel and found that the Vietnamese tunnel was really solid. They walked in about ten meters and were not yet at the end. Instead, the sound insulation effect in the tunnel was quite good. The sound sounds of cannons and gunshots outside were not loud enough to reach the tunnel, and they could enter the tunnel, and the sounds of the Vietnamese in the tunnel became clearer and clearer as they entered.

However, the voice of the Vietnamese seemed nervous and angry, as if they could not believe that their positions had been occupied. They shouted in the tunnel with panic that they did not want to believe or believe. Judging from the vague light that appeared in the tunnel, it should be the roar of the Vietnamese commander.

A strange sound came from Gonggu's feet. A group of soldiers had already advanced inside and had not made any sound, but when Gonggu was walking into the tunnel, he suddenly tripped by an empty can box. The sound instantly seemed particularly harsh in the tunnel.

"Quick, rush in!"

At that moment, time seemed to be still. Whether it was a group of soldiers who were advancing or the Vietnamese commanders in the tunnel, they all calmed down. An indescribable coldness surged into Fang Zhijun's heart. He shouted loudly and immediately rushed in with the soldiers desperately.

"Liao Song Kong!" (Should not kill if you surrender your gun!)

The one who rushed to the front of the first squad was Lao Feng. Lao Feng's full name was Feng Ping. His hometown was in Chongqing, Sichuan. He also followed the xxx regiment to perform missions in Xinjiang. He heard that he had also captured a reactionary. Since he went to the Vietnam battlefield, as a few veterans, General Feng Ping was able to lead the way and rushed to the edge with the new soldiers in the battle. At this time, he saw that the enemy had already alarmed and worried that once the entrance of the cave was blocked by the enemy, he would cause unnecessary casualties to a squad, so he rushed into the enemy command post desperately.

"impossible……"

When Feng Ping rushed into the Vietnamese command post, he found that it was a large cave of about 30 square meters. When he raised his gun and pointed it at the Vietnamese inside, he saw that there were six Vietnamese here with the faint light of the command post. The one who attracted his attention was a Vietnamese officer wearing the rank of major, looking at him with an incredible look, as if he was sucking in air conditioning in his mouth.

Da da da da da.

"Shoot, be careful!"

However, when Feng Ping subconsciously pointed the gun in his hand at the major of the Vietnamese army, the Vietnamese army in this command post was extremely tenacious. Before he could fire the fire, the other five Vietnamese soldiers came quickly. Fang Zhijun rushed in and saw a Vietnamese turning around at a quick speed and picking up a semi-automatic rifle from behind and aiming at Feng Ping. Fang Zhijun shouted loudly and hurriedly fired the gun before he even stepped into the command post.

At this time, the advantage of submachine guns can be reflected in the shooting advantage of the close range. Although the Vietnamese soldier with the gun reacted very quickly, when Feng Ping had no chance to aim at him, his muzzle had turned around. However, the ak47 in Fang Zhijun raised his hand and it was a bullet, which immediately spilled over like raindrops. The Vietnamese soldier was knocked down instantly, and the semi-automatic rifle in his hand had not had time to fire a shot.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Under such circumstances, the Vietnamese were so tenacious that Feng Ping was beyond Feng Ping's expectations. Seeing that the Vietnamese soldiers attacked by the Fang Zhijun, all the other Vietnamese took action. Feng Ping shouted loudly and immediately pulled the board machine at the Vietnamese officer who was trying to flick the gun from his waist in front of the table.

Bang bang bang bang!

Feng Ping angrily attacked the Vietnamese officer without any mercy, but something he did not expect happened, that is, the tenacity and courage of the Vietnamese people exceeded his imagination. When the Vietnamese officer's eyes showed a hint of despair, he suddenly shouted bravely next to the Vietnamese officer.

Then Feng Ping was surprised to see a figure blocking the front of the Vietnamese officer he was shooting. All three bangs and bangs were hit in front of the figure who rushed forward. When he saw it clearly, he found that it was a young Vietnamese soldier who blocked the Vietnamese officer with a fearless roar. Three bullets hit the chest of the young Vietnamese soldier. In an instant, blood surged out and dyed the Vietnamese soldier's clothes red.

"Dovent, shoot..."

Da da da da da! Bang bang!

The loud shouts and the sound of various guns almost rushed around.

Feng Ping was shocked, but before he could react too much, Fang Zhijun suddenly threw him down and then rushed to the ground. Even though the submachine gun in his hand fell to the ground, he continued to attack forward quickly.

A strong force came from his waist. Feng Ping was kicked hard by Fang Zhijun and fell passively to the left. However, when he fell to the ground, he could still feel countless cold winds passing by. Then he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, because a heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from his right shoulder.

“Um…”

A drop of bean size surged out of his forehead in a cold sweat. Feng Ping felt that his right shoulder seemed to be hit hard by a car. A powerful force came. His right shoulder couldn't help but turn back, causing his body to deform when he fell down and hit the ground almost unprotectedly, causing another severe pain in his waist. At the urgency, he looked in the direction of the bullets, but found that the two Vietnamese people who were originally standing at the Vietnamese command post had already picked up two submachine guns and were shooting at him frantically.

"Squad Leader Feng!"

The recruit Gong Gu and Zhang Jinyun followed in. At first glance, they saw Fang Zhijun slamming to the ground and shooting quickly, trying to find a hidden place. Then they saw Feng Ping, a veteran in the squad, lying on the ground. The two recruits immediately turned red in their eyes, and the automatic rifle in their hands immediately fired, and the powerful crossing fire finally produced an effect immediately.

The Vietnamese soldier who hit Feng Ping was turning his gun and chasing Fang Zhijun to shoot. He didn't expect Gong Kuang and Zhang Jinyun to rush in and found the Vietnamese who had no time to find a hidden place. When they flew over, they heard the Vietnamese howling and trembling, and finally rescued Fang Zhijun from an extremely dangerous situation.

"Be careful, be hidden..."

It was within these few seconds that Feng Ping hit a Vietnamese soldier who was desperate to save Vietnamese officers and was injured. Fang Zhijun killed an enemy attacking Feng Ping. The subsequent Gong Guo and Zhang Jinyun killed the Vietnamese soldiers attacking him. However, the other three Vietnamese soldiers were much more cunning. They quickly hid behind the obstacles in this small command post and faced a squad of soldiers to fight to the death. The small cave was like a soul-catching purgatory for a while, and they had to explain it here if they were not careful...


Chapter completed!