In ancient times, the confrontation between two armies often lasted for a long time, but in modern battles, a missile can make an army lay flat, and a battle may be over in an instant. Wu Ming just shot down a helicopter in a daze, etc.

When he came to his senses, the battle was over.

Smoke, blood, dead people...

The battlefield is so cruel. Either you die or I die. Even though he was mentally prepared, Wu Ming still felt at a loss when he smelled the smoke and blood. Hatred was like a whirlpool, which made people sink deeper and deeper.

The deeper.

"Brother Pig! Is this your first time to kill someone?"

"No! When I was on a mission in a small African country, I was ordered to help the government eliminate armed thugs."

Murderers will always be killed. Wu Ming looked up at the blue sky, feeling as if a pair of eyes were watching him. He sighed quietly and said, "We will definitely go to hell after we die?"

Zhuge Dachang also sighed imperceptibly and said with a forced smile: "Do you still want to go to heaven?"

A man fights for national justice, devotes himself to death, and is worthy of God no matter whether he wins or loses. However, he fights for personal grudges and revenge, and a hearty victory makes Wu Ming and others feel heavy...

Time passed by, and the sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky.

"Attention! They're here again."

Upon hearing the warning, Wu Ming and others picked up their telescopes, but what they saw was a cloud of smoke. Everyone's hearts suddenly shuddered. The guerrillas had used smoke bombs, and now they could no longer see clearly the reality of the enemy.

"It's almost noon, how about we go back to town for lunch?"

After hearing Wu Ming's proposal on the intercom, everyone's expressions were a little strange. Did this mean they wanted to retreat? But no one had any objections. After the first attack of the guerrillas was repulsed and their hatred was vented, they felt a lot in their hearts.

If you feel confused, do you still want to continue killing? Is there any sense in continuing to cause killing and cruelty?

"This is a good suggestion, but now there is a little trouble."

"What trouble?"

"Infrared radar shows that we have been surrounded..." Sun Zhiwen's voice was filled with bitterness, "Their strength is at least ten times that of before, and they are slowly advancing from all directions."

"Oh no!"

"Damn! They are going to close the door and beat the dog."

"Alas...Brother Pig! If you want to be a beast, no one will stop you. Don't drag us into the water, okay?"

No wonder there was no movement after the first attack. It turned out that the guerrillas bypassed the radar range and then secretly encircled them. Wu Ming and others secretly complained that they had made a mistake and relied too much on high technology. Encirclement and suppression are originally used to deal with fewer people with more people.

Conventional tactics, why didn't I think of it? I was so stupid that people surrounded me.

"Zero! What should I do?"

"Boss?"

Everyone is waiting for Wu Ming's decision. The conventional plan for counter-encirclement and suppression is to find weak points and attack. However, if you choose to attack, you will easily be ambushed. The 'dead man' may suddenly jump up and fire two shots. There are too many unknown factors.

After Wu Ming thought about it for a while, he briefly stated his thoughts. There were wounded and clerks in his group. During the assault, they might be concerned about one thing and not the other. If they encountered someone pretending to be a 'Tu Xing Sun', they would probably all be killed.

Finished.

"Then do you want to stick to it?"

"It's not about holding on!" Sun Zhiwen expressed his opinion, "We have radar and can selectively retreat based on their movements."

"Yes, we can choose to retreat depending on the situation..." Wu Ming added: "However, we may stay for a long time. Everyone should pay attention to saving ammunition, and don't let go of the hawk until you see the rabbit."

"I think the current situation is more appropriate to say no coffin and no tears?"

"…………"

The guerrillas were slowly advancing while throwing smoke bombs. The surrounding area was completely white. Although they had already entered the shooting range, in order to save ammunition, Wu Ming and others did not open fire wantonly. Only the Three Musketeers of Dragon Teeth fired from time to time...

A small flash of admiration flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. He looked at Zhuge Dachang beside him and asked in a low voice: "They shoot when they can't see anyone. Are they the legendary blind sniper?"

"You're a blind sniper!" Zhuge Dachang rolled his eyes and told the truth, "They just shot randomly. It's like a lottery. They compete for luck."

"Uh!" Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth twice and said with a sneer: "Then how do you know whether you won or not?"

"Listen to the screams!"

"…………"

Unable to see the enemy, Wu Ming no longer had any mental barriers. He also picked up the machine gun and started to 'draw'. He kept saying in his heart, I am not killing people, I am just shooting. If someone dies, it must be from the left foot to the right.

It's none of my business if you fall to your death!

Looking at Wu Ming, who was wearing short-sleeved trousers, carrying a rotating machine gun, and carrying a belt box "left and right," Zhuge Dachang smiled and shook his head. It was obviously a life-and-death battlefield, but this guy was like a

The person carrying a sprayer to spray pesticides makes people laugh.

One laughs and the other cries.

Since they had advanced battlefield radar electronic equipment, they should have known that they were surrounded, so why didn't they break out? Black Scorpion put down his sniper rifle with a helpless expression. Wu Ming and others did not play their cards according to the rules, which really made him a little depressed.

Wuwu... The sound of the horn echoed melodiously. Worried about being monitored, the guerrillas gave up all communication equipment and adopted the tribe's oldest method to transmit orders. After the horn of charge sounded, the guerrillas approaching Wu Ming and others launched an attack.

Smoke bombs are flying all over the sky, just like the meteor shower...

The guerrillas continued to throw smoke bombs. Wu Ming and others were still surrounded by fog, and they could only hear the deafening sound of killing. Soon, the figures of guerrilla fighters appeared in the smoke, and the two sides came into contact for the first time.

The sound of killing shook the sky!

Hundreds of guerrilla fighters rushed into the trench where Wu Ming and others were, and then fell under the muzzle of the gun. Some were shot to death while standing, some were shot to death while kneeling, and some were shot to death while lying down.

He was killed by a misfire...

One person will die if he rushes forward, two will die if he rushes forward, and a pair will die if he rushes forward. Do you live just to get shot? This is not like a battle with a huge disparity in numbers, but more like a massacre, a massacre of a dozen people against hundreds of people. This is

The devil's killing feast.

I don’t know how long it took, the smoke gradually dissipated, the guerrilla charge stopped, those who were not afraid of death were all killed, and those who were afraid of death began to retreat. Black Scorpion, who was hiding behind an abandoned armored vehicle, shook his head secretly. The combat effectiveness was really terrifying, ten

A few people actually suppressed the charge of hundreds of people. Are each of them a war machine that can defeat a hundred people?

But how much ammunition do you have left?

Black Scorpion ignored the fleeing guerrilla fighters and fired a flare with a pistol. Immediately afterwards, 'dead bodies' quietly crawled up on the battlefield one after another. They were wearing uniform black bulletproof vests, and each of them had a scorpion pattern on their face.

tattoos.

…………

…………

There were piles of dead people. This was not the first time Wu Ming saw so many dead people. If it had been before, he would have vomited until his large intestine was turned out. Now he just took out last year's breakfast and kept shaking after vomiting.

"Sangui, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"without!"

Wu Ming struggled to spit out a word, his body was still shaking, his black and white face kept twitching, and his expression seemed to be very high? It was like he had taken half a pound of Hedinghong, and he might die at any time.

"Why are you shaking?"

"Do you think I want to shake?" Wu Ming patted the weapon beside him and said angrily: "Do you know how strong the recoil of this thing is? I feel like driving down a mountain with only wheels. You

Do you know what this feels like?”

"It must be very painful?"

"nonsense!"

"Everyone, pay attention!" Sun Zhiwen warned again, "They are coming up again."

Again! Can you kill us and become emperor if you go back? Didn’t you already flee? Why did you come up again? Wu Ming poked his head out of the trench and found some sneaky shadows two to three hundred meters away.

Touched it...

"Empty!" After Tianying fired a shot, he let out a surprised sound, pressed the headset and said: "These mice are not simple, they almost made me miss."

Gopher picked up the binoculars and took a look, and said calmly: "They are the Black Scorpion Mercenary Group, and their combat effectiveness is definitely no worse than that of the special forces."

The smell of blood finally attracted the wolf hiding in the dark. Wu Ming and others showed a sarcastic expression and let a group of guerrillas serve as cannon fodder, then hid aside to recharge their batteries and wait for work, and finally took advantage of the opportunity.

The little abacus is pretty good.

"It doesn't matter whether they are black scorpions or white scorpions, the ones that can be used for frying are good scorpions..." Zhuge Dachang roared with high spirits: "We will let them beat the dogs with meat buns, and there will be no return."

"Meat bun...beating a dog?" Wu Ming complained with a dark face: "Brother Pig! Have you ever lived like a dog in your life?"

The sound of gunfire interrupted the conversation between the two, and the battle began again...

The more than 100 people in the Black Scorpion Mercenary Group did not choose to attack. Instead, they hid in the bushes two hundred meters away and fired cold shots. Wu Ming and others did the same. The two sides fought tepidly. They were fighting a war of attrition.

It was not as brutal as the previous fight.

Black Scorpion's expression gradually became grim. In order to reduce casualties, he wanted to use up all the ammunition of Wu Ming and others before attacking. However, he found that the first person he could not afford to use was his side, because every time the sniper gun sounded, Black Scorpion

The mercenary group will almost always be reduced in number. If this continues, all of them will be dead in less than half a day.

There is no way to fight a war of attrition, so we can only complete the battle. After Black Scorpion gave an order, overwhelming smoke bombs were immediately thrown towards the trench where Wu Ming and others were guarding. All members of the Black Scorpion mercenary group drew their sabers and unanimously

A sneer appeared, like a wolf showing its fangs...

The surrounding area of ​​the trench was completely white again. The visibility was less than 20 meters. Smoke bombs were coming again? Wu Ming was choked to tears and was speechless. We can’t see you, how can you see us? No one can see it.

Make a knot!

Soon, a figure passed through the smoke, two figures passed through the smoke, ten figures passed through the smoke...

The members of the Black Scorpion Mercenary Group rushed to the front of the position. Everyone was holding a saber in their left hand and a pistol in their right hand. Wu Ming and others' eyes widened, damn! This group of crazy lunatics, they want to fight hand-to-hand at close quarters.
Chapter completed!