"God of General! The Americans have been defeated by us! We have won!" The officer, whose faces were blackened by gunpowder, could not suppress his passion and excitement. He reported to the general excitedly!

The general also smiled and said, "The willpower of the Fusang soldiers is the most powerful! It cannot be defeated by modern weapons! These Americans should have a better memory. For too long, no one has taught them to respect the will of their opponents!"

"God of General! I want to remind you! The war has just begun, don't be too proud. The enemy should attack soon!" The military sect said calmly. The general's defense is under his control. Although he doesn't like these Japanese devils very much, now on the same front, he can only remind him kindly.

The black-faced officer looked angry and looked full of resentment. But the general waved his hand to stop him and said seriously: "He is right! The troops are fully alert. The Americans will not just give up. They still have many troops!"

"Report! Report! United States, American helicopters are coming!" A soldier suddenly ran in panic and said incoherently.

"What did I say! I've just started to use my trump card now, and what happened next is still early!" Junta teased smugly.

"General! Leave it to me! I will definitely kill those damn helicopters!" The black-faced officer stood up straight, and asked for battle with a firm tone. However, his eyes kept glancing at the sarcastic sarcasm on the side.

"Okay Jiro! I'll leave the helicopter to you, don't let me down! I'll ask you to win this battle!" The veteran general patted Jiro on the shoulder with encouragement in his eyes. Jiro nodded fiercely, looked at the military sect again when he went out, and turned around and went out with dissatisfaction.

"This kid is good, he has a ruthless spirit!" Junta murmured to the old general.

The old general smiled slightly and said, "He is an orphan! He has been like this since he was a child, don't care! However, what he said will definitely be done!" The two of them were silent at the same time. They looked straight at the battlefield in the distance. They could already see the figure of the Apache armed helicopter.

The Apache armed helicopter is the main armed helicopter of the US Army. Because of the special nature of the Marine Corps' mission, they are also equipped with Apache armed helicopters, and under Rogers's men, there are as many as twenty.

Rogers, who was killed with red eyes, no longer cared about any orders from the superiors. He ordered all armed helicopters to be dispatched regardless of his reckless order, which would inevitably blow up all the ground armed forces on the Fusang people's positions.

When Jiro came to the battlefield, the huge roar of the Apache Flying Team was clearly heard. Jiro almost tore up his voice and directed the tanks and cannons to be disguised! The soldiers quickly disguised the city to these weapons of killing.

Good camouflage can play a role in confusing the enemy's armed helicopter. Excellent performance can avoid being detected by the helicopter's infrared detector and avoid devastating blows!

The power of Apache is terrifying! Twenty Apaches are dispatched at the same time, which means that a division's armed forces bombard the Fusom people's positions at the same time!

After doing all this, Jiro smiled slightly and ordered the soldiers on both sides: "High weapons and soldiers are all hidden in bunkers. Find a few old tanks and a team of soldiers. Come with me to retreat to the city!"

The soldiers moved quickly. In the distance, several tanks without camouflage had moved very quickly. They drove to the dense office buildings in the city according to Jiro's orders. They looked for places where helicopters could not walk between high-rise buildings.

Jiro took the gun! He led a team of more than 600 soldiers, spread out a huge formation and ran towards the city, chasing the tank tightly and running wildly.

Jiro ran and looked back at the armed helicopters that were forcing the position. A team of Apaches began to bombard the previous position, almost lifting the ground again, causing the entire position to fall into a huge sea of ​​fire again.

"Phil!Phil! Look, the Fusan people are withdrawing from their positions, they are about to escape!" After fighting for a long time, the Apache co-pilot who had hurt any living power suddenly saw the Fusan soldiers fleeing in front of him. He excitedly shouted to the main driver sitting behind him on the radio.

Phil looked forward, and sure enough, a group of Fusan soldiers, who looked like defeated soldiers, were pulling a long formation and running towards the city. They had just turned a corner and were about to disappear.

Phil was happy and didn't care about judging the other party's intentions, so he hurriedly called the intercom: "Everyone follows me, everyone follows me! There are Fusang troops ahead!"

The helicopters turned their heads like falcons looking for prey, roaring and following closely behind Apache, who was headed by Phil. If it were just a team of soldiers, not to mention hundreds, even tens of thousands. These twenty Apaches could be easily solved. He is the absolute killer of the tiger tank on the ground. It would be more than enough to kill a few soldiers.

Turning around the corner where the soldiers ran away just now, Apache chased forward frantically.

After Apache fired the position, a small group of soldiers quickly passed through the scorched land that was swept into a sea of ​​fire! Along the way, he saw some Fuso soldiers sporadically emerging from their heads and quickly shot them. Then he quickly advanced backwards towards the position like a ghost. Their target was the command of this Fuso army!

"Captain! The positions have been bombed like this. Does the command still exist? Will it not escape with the remaining soldiers in front of you?" A black man wearing a headscarf asked the captain who was squatting on the ground to observe the situation around him.

The captain smiled and said, "These Fusang monkeys are very ghosts! Their troops are just at our feet. When our troops come up later, they will come out. Now we will kill their command system and let them ignore each other. Even if they have strength, they can't use them!"

The captain stopped talking, stood up and quickly ran forward with his small team of elites. This was still the enemy's position. They could not have been so openly. The captain and his team members kept looking for cover and stopped. Finally, they discovered the existence of the command center in a tall but inconspicuous building.

"That's it!" Everyone lowered their bodies, afraid that a little movement would lead to the extremely vigilant Fusang soldiers on the opposite side.

The captain looked at Xiaolou carefully and whispered: "There are not many people to protect you, probably for the sake of keeping it secret! Okay, let us go up and take him over, so that the Fusang people can know how powerful our seals are!"

The elite squad of 8 people, led by the captain, quietly lurked towards the command post. The command post was very alert. From a distance, although there were not many people, they were all covered with disguise. However, the experienced captain who had performed many missions knew that there must be many secret whistles lurking around.

The captain made a search and killing gesture to his team members! The seals who had long been used to the battlefield quickly separated around. These guys who had basically been on the battlefield were very familiar with the direction they were going to move next, and they had a very tacit understanding of the cover formation and scattered forward to explore.

As the captain expected, eight people solved more than 30 hidden secret whistles in just a short distance! And these guys were not simple. There were several times when the seals almost failed and the attacked people plotted against them. Fortunately, the training of the seals was really not something that ordinary people can understand. Even though there were too many dangers, they successfully completed the task.

At most, these scouts' secret whistles were easily cut by the seals in just two or three rounds! They became a small obstacle for the seals to be safe!

He gathered again at the bottom of the command center, and the captain counted the number of people, not many. The captain smiled slightly! He put away the bloody saber, slowly took out the gun from behind, and pulled the bolt.

The stairs are right in front! Going to the second floor, the enemy's command center! There are only a few guards who can be seen on the first floor, patrolling vigilantly. The captain gave a look at the seals, and the team members stood up silently. The eight people were divided into two combat groups and quickly advanced towards the first floor.

As soon as they entered the door, the team leader quickly shot at the guards wandering around the house. The machine guns equipped with mufflers made only dull sounds! Several guards fell to the ground before they even had time to resist. There was a small bullet hole in their eyebrows. Each of them only shot one shot.

The seals quickly glanced around the first floor and found no danger. The captain carried the gun and slowly leaned towards the stairs.

No one knows the situation on the second floor, so they can only see someone flashing from the window! However, based on the captain's experience, the most non-combatants on the second floor are also non-combatants, and it should be easy to solve them.

Taking steps lighter than a cat, the group leaned against the wall behind them and slowly moved towards the second floor. The four guns in front were facing the exit of the second floor. There were constant sounds coming out there. The four guns behind were scanning everywhere, solving hidden dangers at any time.

As the captain got closer, the captain could see a few flashing figures. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of the captain's mouth. It seemed that this simple task was about to be completed.

Suddenly, a head stretched out from the entrance of the second floor. The sudden appearance of the head scared the captain, and the smile looked at his head, and there was a gun facing them under him.

"By goodbye!" The military spear did not forget to speak at the last moment. After saying that, he pulled the trigger hard. A second before the seals were about to fight back, the military spear suddenly sent a row of bullets into the seals' bodies.

The captain who was in front and the team members behind him were instantly nailed to the wall by bullets. It was not until this time that the gun in their hands suddenly started. They could not take it down when their fingers were pressed on the trigger. They stopped the crazy shooting until their weak hand had finished shooting a shuttle toward their heads.

The captain vomited blood and said incrediblely, "Chinese!" Then he fell down heavily and never got up again!

The three seals hiding behind avoided the deadly killing due to angles. They hurriedly held the gun and pulled their legs open to run towards the gate. They had no time to take care of their companions' bodies, and they could only take revenge if they were alive.

But as soon as I arrived at the door, a man suddenly jumped off the window on the second floor like a divine weapon descending from the sky. He swept a shuttle of bullets in an impossible posture in the air, completely breaking the dream of three seals looking for hope for survival. They were left behind forever.

Yasha blew the white smoke that was still emitting from the muzzle, and pricked Yang's head at the army.
Chapter completed!