"The enemy in front has been eliminated, and a small group of enemies fled to the rear." The adjutant briefly reported to the division commander.

The division commander stared at the wide open eyes. He had already seen clearly that the person blocking them was a small combat force divided by the opponent's special forces, and there were absolutely no more than ten people.

But these ten people killed more than 300 of them under his command, and the battle loss ratio was as high as 1 to 30. This was something he could not accept, and this was his shame in this life.

The commander turned his head viciously and shouted: "Do you need to report this to me? Are all people dead? If you don't die, chase me, chase them, and kill them all!"

The adjutant was shocked by the anger that emerged from the division commander's eyes. He did not dare to refute it at the moment. He turned around and issued a chasing order to the troops ahead.

Cheetah sneered at the farce of Y Duren: "These Y Du pigs are not the ace mountain masters? I think they are just a group of waste. They want to pursue special forces in the jungle without using heavy weapons. Isn't this asking for death? You know, the jungle is the home of special forces."

Perhaps because he heard the words of the cheetah, Division Commander Y Du immediately issued an order to pursue the armored vehicles and tanks on the whole line. The casualties of his men were already too heavy, and it was time to use heavy weapons at this moment. If he continued to play the game of cat and mouse like this, he would be defeated in the end.

Matsumoto and two other special forces ran wildly in the mountains. He had just blown up the body of the big bull, but he didn't let the big bull be captured by the other party after his death. This is something that the big bull would never want to see, so he had to choose that.

"Brother, go with peace of mind. Don't go too far. I will go to you soon." Matsumoto muttered silently, as if he was telling the big bull, and as if he was telling the tank that died not long ago.

For their special forces, it was already a victory to destroy enemies who were more than ten times stronger than him. He had every reason to withdraw and catch up with Nighthawk and the others at this moment.

But Matsumoto had already made a decision in his heart that he must hold back the pursuers and give the large army time to evacuate. Even if he died, he would die here and never retreat.

"Two brothers, your mission has been completed and you can go after the large army." Matsumoto said to the two people beside him. He was unwilling to take his companions to die with him.

"What are you saying?" One of them shouted: "We are comrades-in-arms and brothers. At the moment when we stood up and chose to stay, we were no longer ready to go back alive. Are you insulting us?"

The other person also widened his eyes, and there was even a strong anger in his eyes. Matsumoto shook his head and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. The honor of a soldier cannot be shaken by his words. The hope of life will only make the coward happy, but for the strong, it is an insult.

Matsumoto said nothing, patted the two on the shoulders and continued to run forward. About a kilometer later, they collected all the bombs on the three of them, used solid explosives and a small amount of gasoline to form a line of defense to block the chariots and infantry.

"Just here, if this place dies, it's not bad." Matsumoto looked at the hillside below, and there was a small river not far away. The green mountains and clear waters are a good place to bury loyal bones.

The other two laughed, and looked at death with great enthusiasm. They quickly found the cover and waited for the arrival of Y Duren. Their ammunition was not much, and this would be the final place for them to fight Y Duren.

About five minutes later, the rumbling sound of chariots came. The y Duren did not let them wait for a long time, and led the way with armored vehicles and tanks, rumbling to chase them behind them.

Maybe the division commander's military order was too strict, maybe the Y Duren could not have imagined that the special forces that were chased by them would have time to deploy thunders. The armored vehicles and tanks drove forward without any warning, and pressed straight towards the place where Matsumoto and others buried thunders.

Rumble... The huge explosion spread along with the flames of gasoline. The solid fuel instantly rushed into the inside from the mouths of the armored vehicles and tanks, and quickly burned in the iron can.

A series of tragic calls came from the armored vehicles, and fire figures jumped out of the armored vehicles like a flying flew. Matsumoto and the other two did not choose to shoot, so that the people rushed out so that the troops behind were panicked.

Just a moment later, a large number of Y-degree soldiers rushed up. Seeing that the more than ten armored vehicles that were leading the way were all burning in the fire, they were stunned for a moment, and they didn't know whether to move forward or backward.

In addition, many of the companions on fire rushed over, and for a moment, many people retreated involuntarily. They could not shoot at their companions, but they could not help them. The conflict in their hearts was extremely contradictory.

The Y-du soldiers could not shoot at their companions, but Matsumoto could. This was the opportunity he and the other two special forces were waiting for. When they saw the other party, they immediately started to panic and immediately fired three guns at the same time. The blasting gunfire through the soldiers covered in fire, and all shot accurately on the Y-du soldiers who rushed up.

For a moment, a large number of Y-du soldiers fell down and were blocked by their companions who were on fire. In a panic, they could not see clearly where the enemy was. They also could not kill their companions with their own hands, and the casualties suddenly became severe and severe.

Dada, dada! At this moment, gunfire sounded, and on the military vehicles behind, the cheetahs rushed over directly bombarded the soldiers covered in fire with vehicle-mounted machine guns. Bullets were jumping, and the killing was taking place in front of the soldiers of YD.

Seeing his companions fall down, the murderer remained calm. They finally understood that this was a battlefield, a cruel war of killing. Those who have no sympathy and lose their effect should leave here. This is the rule of the game.

After scanning the last obstacle, the cheetah stopped shooting and shouted at the crowd in front of him: "Run, why are you still standing there? The person who killed your companions is not me. In the front, they are Chinese."

This roar was passed on in the y-due team like thunder. Yes, the murderer was not a cheetah, but the one who really caused all this was the Chinese special forces. Without the Chinese, they would not have come here at all.

The cheetah's words were as magical as it made the soldiers who were already exhausted, shrouded in death and were dazed in their minds. They rushed forward frantically, not caring about the bullets in the sky and the thunder that could kill them at any time.

At this moment, they just want to tear the Chinese special forces apart and tear the people who pulled them into this nightmare.

The soldiers of the y-degree went crazy, and the result was that they rushed from all directions like locusts. Matsumoto could even see saliva flowing out of the corners of their mouths, and the madness was like taking drugs.

"It's really a bit of the Bushido spirit in our country." Matsumoto laughed and tried his best to make the final shot. His and his companions' bodies were penetrated with extra blood, and the land in front of them was stained red.

But at this time they forgot the pain and only had one thought left in their hearts. That is, kill more bastards in front of them, kill more, and kill more to gain some time for Nighthawks and their evacuation.

On the battlefield, it seemed like barbarism and modernity were fighting the most fiercely. One side wanted to rush up, but fell in rows. The other side wanted to block the attack, but their bullets were getting fewer and fewer.

Krak! Matsumoto smiled bitterly and threw away the pistol that had all the bullets in his hand. At this moment, he had been shot four times. It was a miracle that he was not dead. Another companion was dead, and his body was a little cold.

He and the remaining special forces pulled the companion over tightly, and the three of them leaned against each other. Although Matsumoto was not a Chinese, he had long defined himself as a Chinese.

The last high-explosion grenade was pinched in Matsumoto's palm, which he left for himself. He also had the dignity that the big bull had. Even if he died, his body must not be insulted.

Looking at the dying companion next to him, the special forces soldier smiled cheerfully, and the blood on the corner of his mouth became the most beautiful scenery at this moment. Matsumoto looked back at the Yi Duren who was about to rush in front of him, hugged his companion tightly with the special forces soldier, and shouted at the same time.

Boom... The huge and long explosion was spread from afar. At this moment, even the sky was stained with a layer of blood. The nighthawk, who was already more than 30 kilometers away, shook his whole body, as if he felt something, and looked back.

But the dense forest ahead was dense, but there was nothing to see. He seemed to have a tingling pain in his heart, and a heart-wrenching feeling immediately spread throughout his body.

He didn't say anything, letting tears flow. He turned around and followed the team. Matsumoto and Daniu and the other five used their lives to buy time for them. They must not be wasted. He wants to take the remaining people and run away!

Next to Matsumoto and his comrades-in-arms' broken body, a pair of leather boots jumped out of the car and stepped on a dead bone. The cheetah frowned, slowly moved away, and saluted slowly with respectful eyes.

He is also a soldier and respects the soldiers' aura. Matsumoto and others' unswerving aura is worthy of his respect, so he showed the highest etiquette to the enemy.

In the distance, more tanks and armored vehicles drove over. The roar sounded across the earth, and rows of trees were directly knocked down by armored vehicles. Armored vehicles and tanks collided in the dense forest like wild bulls, crushing the land fiercely.

An armored vehicle stopped when approaching the cheetah. The door slowly opened. A slightly tired figure slowly walked out of the car. His eyes were dark, and it seemed that many days and nights had not been asleep. There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, like indignation and accusation of the world.

"Mr. Babu, why are you here?" Cheetah ran over immediately when she saw this person, and asked in surprise after saluting.

In his impression, Babu should be commanding remotely in the rear at this moment and should not appear here.

Babu looked up at the sky, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.
Chapter completed!