"Huahua..." This time, few people exclaimed.

Until now, in less than five minutes, the first person to die in the mercenary team appeared.

This is also the second list of the Guardian Mercenary Group killed in the battlefield between the two Iran after Brother Ergou Bear!

Perhaps, tonight, no one here can leave because they are facing enemies that they cannot defeat at all.

The tank teams that were originally arranged neatly have begun to disperse, and all the muzzles are aiming at this area.

"Don't stand there, hurry up and move closer to Lao Hai, otherwise we will be glorious here tonight! Brothers, we have been able to do it for a long time, but we can't explain here. We still have many tasks waiting for us to complete!" Gan Quan was heartbroken when he saw this scene.

This was his mistake, and it was also his mistake on the opposite hill.

Now that I want to take my brothers out safely, I can only see if Lao Hai can successfully grab the enemy's tank.

Once you grab the tank, you will have a much greater chance of escaping.

"No, deputy commander, my gouzi was injured by the shrapnel of the dog god. Let your brothers support me and light rockets..." Ergou Xiong's voice was a little low, obviously he was suffering from pain.

"Shut up, don't talk, wait! If I can succeed, I will pick you up, you will not die. If I am heroic first, you can wait for the Iraqis to stab you asshole!" Lao Hai, who had not said anything, suddenly spoke.

He obviously shut up Ergou Xiong.

Originally, he was touching the middle of the battlefield, but when the other party had already started to organize resistance, he found that the original plan was too reckless.

"Lao Hai, please note that there is a tank ahead of you. There should be only the driver inside. The gunner and the captain were named by me..." Gan Quan saw that the tank in front of Lao Hai was getting closer and closer to him, and Lao Hai kept crawling on the ground and moving without moving.

After thinking a little, I understood what happened to him.

He was worried that the people inside the tank would come out, shoot at him or shoot directly with a machine gun, and he would be done.

"Received! But there is light!"

Lao Hai replied in a low voice.

These are several huge opportunities, but the drivers inside the tank must not be allowed to see him.

T72 crew members were 3. One driver, a commander, and a gunner, and the crew member was the same as the Longwei type. Since two people were killed, the tank was still running towards this side frantically, and was obviously shocked.

Seeing the roaring tanks hitting him, just to get out of the chaos in the center, Lao Hai took a deep breath and did not dare to stand up. He crawled on the ground and crawled forward frantically.

"The tanks in the middle can still move, all retreat to both sides! When they meet people on the ground, they will crush them directly!" Mubashar was stunned by the scene from the telescope. The other party actually had a sniper, and he could still beat the soldiers into blood mist and flesh. "The rest, blow the two hills into flat ground for me!"

At such a moment, Mubashar, who had just resumed effective communications and had not completely separated the troops from the chaos, had never thought that his orders would conflict with each other.

There are several tanks in front that have already rushed through the encirclement, at least not being attacked at all, so there is no problem with retreating. The remaining twenty tanks in the middle will move forward. They will be blocked by the tanks in front that are firing violently at the hills on both sides. When they go back, they will be blocked by more tanks behind.

The only way to escape from the middle is the wreckage of burning tanks everywhere, I can only go to both sides.

What's more, at this time, the commander's orders cannot be effectively transmitted to the army.

Various signals are entangled here and influence each other.

The Tikrit Division is the elite force in Iraq's most elite presidential guard. It has not been formed for a long time, is the best equipped, and is trained far more than other troops in Iraq. However, perhaps because of insufficient understanding of war, or perhaps because of something else, their tank combat training is to stop and carry out artillery shooting, or use coaxial machine guns on the tank to massacre infantry while moving.

In the early stages of the war, the Iranian army that had not yet ended the chaos was everywhere. The Iraqi army's offensive speed was very fast. If it were not for insufficient preparation, there would be problems with logistics supply. At the initial speed, the front line had to advance at least hundreds of kilometers.

Looking at the tank getting closer and closer, Lao Hai showed an expression of pain. The tank suddenly turned around when it was more than ten meters away from him and rushed towards the left direction!

"Captain, cover me!" Lao Hai saw the tank turning and was about to rush into the distance. He immediately shouted at the communication channel. Regardless of the enemy's discovery, he was fired by the machine gun on the tank, he stood up and rushed towards the turning tank quickly.

The extreme training of 20 kilometers of armed off-road every day and three days a month allows these soldiers to have combat qualities that are far beyond ordinary soldiers.

Lao Hai is a member of Yang Wei's team trained by Liu Yijiu.

I successfully stole the Soviets' T64 in the Northeast, and the level of training later was far from keeping up with their previous training.

The tank speed during the turn was reduced, especially since there was a relatively large slope here, so the opponent should not have completely lost his mind. Otherwise, he would raise the speed of the tank to the highest level and turn wildly, and in the end he would not have to wait until Lao Hai took action, and he would have to overturn the car.

Some metal grids installed on the tank were originally able to defend against anti-tank rockets, or reduce the speed of anti-tank shells and increase the defense of tank armor, but now they have helped Lao Hai a lot.

The tanks are relatively smooth on the outside, and when they are moving, they cannot be caught by the people on the ground and climb up. This is also because the tank troops of various countries are not worried about infantry grabbing tanks. They are only worried that infantry will be trapped or cluster grenades and drilled under the tank chassis.

Lao Hai was very fast. When the tank was about to turn and the speed began to rise, he had already rushed to the side of the tank, jumped up suddenly, holding a gun in his right hand, and snatched his left hand towards the metal grid on the side of the tank turret.

When I just touched the steel bars with thumbs on the grid, the tank suddenly roared and rushed backwards like wild horses.

Lao Hai, who was holding on to the metal grid on it, was hit hard by the inertia accelerated by the tank, and his entire leg seemed to be broken.

On this cold night, these violent movements made Lao Hai’s clothes soaked in sweat. Especially the pain now and the severe pain from his hands made him grit his teeth and bear it silently. Only by taking the tank can they have a chance to escape!

Otherwise, they will face the pursuit of these tanks.

Once the infantry who waits for the opponent to advance to the base arrives, they will not have any chance of winning.

When his body stopped shaking violently, Lao Hai endured the huge pain from his legs, and even did not think about the feeling from his hands. He gritted his teeth, used force to his upper arm, and suddenly threw his body onto the turret.

"Crack!" The sound of a broken arm almost dropped from the tank driving at high speed.

"Lao Hai, you have thirty seconds at most. Once this tank enters next to the tanks behind you, you will be discovered!" Gan Quan was always so calm. From the beginning, he paid attention to the situation around him while paying attention to Lao Hai.

"Received. Boss, don't worry!" Lao Hai took a deep breath, shook the severe headache in his head, stretched his feet to the machine gun seat to fix his body, and then pulled out his broken hand from the metal grid. He hung the gun on his right hand to his neck, and then pulled out the saber from his thigh. He endured the pain, his originally straight waist softened instantly, and his butt fell directly towards the inner tank where the hatch was opened. While falling, he used force on his waist. His body and legs were tightly held together, and soon the whole person was left with only his feet outside.

"Dadada..." A tank with a metal grid that was dozens of meters away next to him was obviously seeing Lao Hai's action. A helmet, whether it was a gunner or a chariot leader, poked out half of his body from inside. He lifted the half of the body of the machine gunner who had been killed, and he held the machine gun and shot frantically in the direction of Lao Hai.

"Bang!" When the machine gun just rang, a sniper bullet shot out of the darkness hit the machine gunner's brain.

The machine gunner's body immediately lay on the turret.

At this moment, Lao Hai had just completely fallen into the cockpit.

He did not open his eyes to see the surroundings, nor did he feel the environment inside. The pain in his broken left arm made Lao Hai almost fainted.

Taking advantage of the t72 inner cabin layout I had seen before, before anyone could fully unfold, the saber in his right hand stabbed towards the driving position.

"Puff!" The sound of the saber entering the flesh and the feeling coming from his hands made Lao Hai know that his plan had been successful. A warm liquid directly sprayed Lao Hai's face.

The driver in front struggled for a few times, and there was no movement.

The severe pain on the arm began to blur Lao Hai's consciousness. Now that the plan is successful, I can't relax. This is just the beginning.

He endured the severe pain and touched the blood on his face, then climbed up in the narrow cockpit. With the light in the cabin, he threw the dead driver's body aside and sat in the driving position.

"Come quickly, this tank is ours. My left hand is broken, so I can only stop and can't drive..." After Lao Hai stopped the tank that had just lost control, he shouted to the communication channel, and he could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.

The tank behind which had also been killed two crew members, there were already two mercenaries on it, dragging the body of the machine gunner killed by Ganquan and throwing it out...

Since the first mercenary was killed, more and more mercenaries have died.

So far, three people have fallen under the coaxial machine guns of the t72 tank.

"Give up their bodies, move closer to the middle, and the tanks go to the middle to respond to them!" Shi Dabing saw that the Ergou Bear with a large shrapnel of war on his butt had crawled to the edge of Huahua's body, who died first, and stretched out his backhand towards the shrapnel behind his butt, trying to pull out the shrapnel.

What this bastard wants to do is naturally very clear.

The army of any country and soldiers will not value the body of comrades-in-arms more than the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

The four Chinese people - they carried guns together, passed the window together, shared the stolen goods together, and prostitutes together.

After carrying the gun together, they are ranked first. No relationship between people is comparable to that of comrades-in-arms.

Especially these people were comrades from China, and then they got together in northern Myanmar to Nipponsan, and finally moved from Nipponsan to the battlefield between Iran and Iran in the Middle East.

Before coming, everyone had already written their last words and everyone knew that they might die. In the end, there was no certificate of honor for martyrs, and no relatives would even know that they had died. Nipponsan would send a monthly pension to their home.

"No, boss, we cannot leave them here to be ruined by the enemy. They are heroes and killed more than 40 most advanced tanks of the Iraqis! Our military code allows us to not leave them behind!" Ergou Bear, who was crying silently, ignored Shi Dabing's orders at all, and shouted at Shi Dabing.

Before, he never dared to yell at Shi Dabing.

He was not as good as Soldier Shi Dasheng, nor even experienced any real war or killed anyone. In front of Soldier Shi Dasheng, who was said to have killed at least ten of the most elite Soviet special forces, he was scared from the bottom of his heart.

Now, he doesn't care about so much.

"We are no longer the Chinese People's Liberation Army. We are mercenaries who are desperately pursuing money!" Shi Dabing said with heartache, holding back his tears.

If he hadn't been in a hot mind, he would never have stepped onto the bastard Liu Yijiu's bastard from the beginning!

"We are mercenaries, but we are still soldiers!" Ergou Xiong ignored the tanks getting closer and closer, but dragged Huahua's body towards the hillside behind. Now he was no longer able to dig a fox pit.

At the beginning, he avoided the bombing of artillery shells because he was digging a fox pit with his butt sticking out.

If he is killed by the bomb, he can only blame himself for his bad luck.

His former instructor, who participated in the Liberation War, told him that when he encountered enemy artillery bombardment, he would never run away, and he could only dig a hole and bury himself.

It is true that they are mercenaries, but they are soldiers.

"Boom!" A tank gun shell exploded not far from Ergou Xiong.

"Kill that tank for me!" Shi Dabing was ruthless and roared! "Either go back together or die here together!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!