Chapter 388

Seeing Li Wei waved his hand and signaling that it was not hindered, Wang Bao felt a little relieved. In this environment, Li Wei was not the kind of person who likes to pretend to be tough. When he should cry out in pain, he would still howl like a pig. He said that it was okay, it should be nothing. His attention was on the dormitory area where the sound of killing was just now.

Seven or eight men in black were lying on the ground, only two men in black were sank on the ground, and were pushed by several bayonets. At the end of the battle, the guards left two living mouths. The bayonet assassination technique tempered on the battlefield only pierced the limbs of the prisoners, causing them to lose their ability to move.

Although he was caught off guard by the man in black at the beginning, the 12th District Team was finally a professional soldier who fought against the battlefield of life and death, and relied on strict discipline and uninterrupted cooperation to reverse the situation.

The health officers who rushed over quickly bandaged and treated the injured soldiers. The guards who participated in the battle were veterans who had experienced the battlefield and knew how to protect themselves. They avoided their vital parts under the enemy's sharp blade. Only seven people were seriously injured and more than twenty were slightly injured. Fortunately, no one died. The two black-clad men, who were living, cursed with ignorance, as if they were not afraid of fire. Although the 12th District Team bandaged them equally, they hated them as enemies. They did not distinguish the weight when they started. The random bandage made the two black-clad men howled like to be tortured. The professional black-clad sank at the wound at this time, perhaps they were both angry that the two prisoners were swearing. After watching the two of them being wounded by the health officers, the guards simply held them several times and wilted them all, and they were all silent.

"Report! Seven soldiers in the base were seriously injured, more than 20 soldiers were slightly injured, no cadets were injured, and no non-combatants were injured, and there were no losses. The enemy has left our search range! Statistically confirmed that five enemies were killed, three prisoners were captured, and one of them was seriously injured and died two minutes ago." The soldiers who had passed the inspection battle reported to Wang Baohui. At the same time, the soldier's heart was trembling. Such combat reductions were extremely rare in the battles of the district team.

"Are there any other discoveries?" Wang Bao frowned and continued to ask. After only a few minutes of fighting, the casualty rate of enemy and us actually reached nearly one to five. This is simply unimaginable. You should know that in normal battles against the enemy, the casualty rate of enemy and us was only five to one. Today it was reversed. It was simply too suspicious. Wang Bao almost thought that the Japanese ninja assassination team was here again.

"It seems that they are not Japanese. Their accents are a bit like people in the martial arts world, and many of them are slanderous words that they don't understand." The report said. The two men in black who were alive just now used Chinese dialects, not like Japanese accents. When fighting with those people, they found that those people were still above ordinary warriors, but lack discipline and no organizational cooperation. They only knew that they were fighting on their own. Their fighting style was a bit like Li Wei's style, with sharp moves, and they were obviously professional martial artists.

When Wang Bao saw Chen Jiayao's back, who was bandaged by a female health worker in the conference room, he felt angry and hatred in his throat word by word: "Jianghu people! Traitors, scum, traitors, and a group of bastards!" His body was trembling slightly, obviously extremely angry.

In Wang Bao's knowledge, although the people in the world are rebellious, unable to tell the truth, and act casually, they have a strong national self-esteem. It is a bit beyond his expectations that so many people in the world are seeking against the Japanese.

"What is the identity of the enemy?! Has it been found out?!" Wang Bao asked. Enemies with such skills are rare, but unlike the Japanese ninjas used unified weapons before, this group of people seemed to have different weapons. Wang Bao didn't want to have a long night dream, and he wanted to pull out his troops to destroy the group immediately to avenge Chen Jiayao's injuries. The first shot just now was really dangerous, and Wang Bao's heart was still very scared.

"Report, no!" The report soldier shook his head and said, "The men in black only had some silver dollars on them, and a few bottles containing unknown things, and nothing else." After a preliminary search, no valuable things were found, and there was not even anything that could prove their identity.

"People in the martial arts world?! What a bunch of scum!" When the company commander Kang Yang heard that the group of men in black might be Chinese, he said angrily,

Kang Yang knew the destructive power of martial arts masters very well. Judging from the performance of a master of Li Wei who is a level 3-in and 3-out on the battlefield and being unstoppable, if the 12th District Team faces such an opponent directly, the casualties will probably not be small. No wonder other bases have high casualties in counter-terror operations, and even the enemy-to-wealth casualties ratio in this battle is disproportionate.

In the era when conventional firearms were in power and cold weapons had long declined, it was rare to see a system of cold weapons fighting in so many years. Cultivating a martial arts master requires a lot of energy and time, and it is also limited by innate physical fitness. No matter how high martial arts are, they cannot withstand a single bullet. There are almost no top masters who can ignore guns, but soldiers who can use guns catch a lot.

Compared with cold weapons, although the cost of weapons is not low, guns and cannons are easy to master and train, and the time is much shorter than practicing martial arts. It may take ten or eight years to practice martial arts before starting. However, for up to one month of gun training, soldiers can be armed with all the soldiers. Compared with martial arts practice, individuals have lower innate requirements. Only in close proximity, such people who use their own bodies as weapons are unpredictable and have extremely sudden lethality, and guns have no time to react.

"Damn it, prepare to organize troops and block all roads for me. I want to thoroughly investigate the entire base. I don't believe they can fly out of the base." Wang Bao clenched his fists and made a crackling sound. Unexpectedly, this group of terrorists entered the base of the 12th District Team so quickly. If this group of enemies is not eliminated, I am afraid that the 12th District Team will even learn to sleep well. The enemy will follow suit and use special operations on himself, but it is really not very pleasant.

"Captain, our district team is not a slime. It is not that easy for these people to bite on our district team. After interrogating the two prisoners, we will know where they are from! We know ourselves and our enemy, and we will never be lazy in every battle." Company commander Kang Yang could see that Wang Bao's mood became very bad this night attack. He was touched by someone and almost raided his old nest, especially his sweetheart Chen Jiayao, who was usually calm and calm, made the district captain very unstable.

Seeing Wang Bao's restless look, Chen Jiayao walked over with her shoulders just wrapped, gently pulled Wang Bao's clothes and said, "Brother Bao, don't think too much. As long as they are humans, don't try to escape from the 12th District Team." Chen Jiayao said this with a faint chill. If Li Wei hadn't rushed over suddenly, she would have been separated from Wang Bao's Tianren forever.

The militia participating in the training did not have any accidents due to the control of the instructors led by the 12th District Team. They ran out without permission and were affected by this night attack. Before the alarm was lifted, all dormitories were still closed, and each militia participating in the training had an uneasy face. After all, the sudden burst of gunfire and the sound of killing that shocked the sky made them feel the tension close to life and death. Many timid militia were pale and trembling all over. Unexpectedly, they had just arrived at the Ma Huitou base and were attacked before the training began. Although they were shocked, they were enough to give them a profound lesson.

After confirming safety, Wang Bao ordered the release of the alert and brought the militia out. In the torches reflected like daytime, all the militia lined up to visit the after-fighting site, and several corpses of men in black who were already dead. After being stripped off their masks, they showed the unwillingness and despair that had solidified before death, which made many militia tremble. They were still alive just now, and in a blink of an eye it became a dead flesh without any consciousness or reaction. The feeling of life and death being separated by a piece of tissue paper made the militia originally thought it was a simple military training, but in their hearts, the importance of this training became complicated.

"See?!" Wang Bao pointed at the corpses on the ground in front of the militia and shouted: "These are the enemies we are targeting in this training, and it is also the first lesson before the anti-terrorism training. The enemy uses blood and life to tell us that the attack may be launched at any time. We must always be vigilant, because the lives of our relatives and comrades are facing threats, and the enemy's methods are cruel and do everything they can. Therefore, we cannot be soft-hearted, and we must fight blood for blood and teeth for teeth."

In the last sentence "Back to blood, and to teeth," Wang Bao almost gritted his teeth, and then the soldiers of the 12th District Team also held up the weapons in their hands and yelled in unison: "Back to blood! To teeth, to teeth!"

The emotions of the militia were also driven by the roars of the officers and soldiers of the 12th District Team. The last trace of timidity was swept away by the roars. Similarly, the fists that were tightly clenched with the soldiers of the 12th District Team reached into the sky, and a roar resounded throughout the four fields.

"That's it, you have to fight tooth for tooth, and blood for blood!" Li Wei, who was carried onto a stretcher, smiled on his face. Li Wei, who had experienced many hardships, had long since taken the lead and killed all the enemy as the principle of fighting against the enemy. It is really rare for Wang Bao to burst out such a side. Not only did he escape by chance, but the 12th District Team was really important for Wang Bao, who had just come out of the regiment headquarters to do something.

Li Wei, who was half a wounded, was unable to move. The sequelae of "explosion" of the force-exercise skill with overdraft characteristics was very serious. The health staff did not find any problems with Li Wei. They asked the kitchen team to get a bowl of sugar water to pour Li Wei. Without a day or two of rest, it was impossible to recover. Fortunately, the captain of the health team, Lin Xinyu, did not turn back at the base, otherwise tears would have to hang the curtain again.
Chapter completed!