order of war

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the rubble of the ruined street in the distance splashed.

At the end of the street, a slowly moving tank is pressing towards the position across the street.

"It's a tank!! Number thirteen! Kill him!!

A soldier armed with an assault rifle, struggling to shrink behind cover, shouted almost hysterically.

"Grass! They pressed up! Number five! Withdraw it! Can't hold on!

A soldier, who was also huddled in the corner of a rotten building, shouted at Number Five, who had spoken earlier.

"Thirteen! A baker's dozen!!! "

The shouts of the number five continued, but no one responded;

In the end, No. 5, who was the commander of the squad, looked at the enemy slowly pressing up, and had to helplessly shout,

"Withdraw to the B6 garrison !!."

Then, in the dark night, two or three figures quickly disappeared at the mouth of the street, leaving only the bodies of Thirteen and the rest of the people lying in place.

In the distance, the enemy who cooperated with Butan had already come up, and there was no other movement from the position that had been sparsely fighting back;

The tracks of the tank crushed the sandbags piled in the middle of the street, and when they were about to run over the body of No. 13, XIII happened to roll to the side for a half circle, and then the tracks of the tank almost brushed No. 13's fingertips.

And the infantry following the tank only glanced at the bloody "corpses" on the ground, and then continued to be vigilant about the surrounding ruins, apparently the fierce battle gave them not enough time to mend their knives;

The darkness of the night shrouded this city caught in war, and the fear in people's hearts was once pulled to the maximum, and a terrible howl exploded, and the cry was being staged in all corners of the city like a movie;

I don't know how long it took, Qin Feng on the ground rubbed his eyebrows and sat up from the ground, drinking too much wine last night, so that in the end, he seemed to remember that he fell asleep on the side of the road with a crooked neck tree;

As for going home, don't be funny, because he hasn't stopped around all night, the sound of cars and noise is not endless, if it is not really too much to drink, Qin Feng will definitely get up and scold two sentences;

In the end, Qin Feng only felt that he couldn't stand the sound of a tractor coming to his side when he heard it, so he turned over and changed to a more comfortable position.

But soon, Qin Feng, who was rubbing his eyebrows, only felt a completely unfamiliar memory enter his mind.

In my memory, I seemed to have become a soldier, surrounded by people wearing black trench coats, using black and white televisions, allowing themselves to watch something,

"Long live the Red Maple Empire!!

"For the sake of the Empire, you will... Empire above all else!! Banzai!!! "

My memory jumps, and then I am doing shooting and other training.

So much so that the final picture is frozen on the man in the black trench coat.

"You will be a glorious imperial warrior from now on! Remember your codename! A baker's dozen!

"What kind of mess is this?" Red Maple Empire? I also have a red maple hot pot!

Qin Feng scolded, and then shook his head vigorously.

"This TM himself won't drink a fake bar!?"

And at this moment,

"Bang!" A gunshot came from Qin Feng's side and rear, frightening Qin Feng on the ground instinctively;

The brief light slightly illuminated the black shadow in the corner, and then the black shadow quickly penetrated into the alley behind him and disappeared without a trace.

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, looked at the corner of the street with a little disbelief, and then turned his head to look in the direction where the fire flew.

"Bullet ??"

Qin Feng muttered in disbelief;

Although Qin Feng felt that he should have woken up drunk at this moment, this thing of Hua Guo seemed to be illegal;

It was at this moment that Qin Feng was surprised to find that there was actually a city ruins around him;

The ground was full of broken bricks, rotten tiles, and some bloody blurs... Corpse!

When he first saw the corpse, Qin Feng almost instinctively shrunk his neck, but then a habitual feeling appeared in the bottom of his heart, as if he had become accustomed to it;

At this time, Qin Feng gradually realized that it was not right, this body did not seem to be his own, because his ripped jeans could not be mounted with tactical vehicles, and quickly pulled out gun holsters;

And, most importantly, there is also a pistol in the holster.

Qin Feng swallowed his spit, and while looking around, he still decided to find a safe place first;

Bending down to lift the backpack on his left hand, his gaze almost instinctively swept over the broken spear in two, and his hand reached towards the handle almost uncontrollably.

And just when Qin Feng touched the second half of the big gun, a memory appeared in his mind.

[QW12 anti-tank rifle, weighing 18.6 kg, using 12.7 caliber general-purpose heavy machine gun cartridges]

Qin Feng glanced around, temporarily confirmed that it was safe, pulled out the pistol on his right leg, slightly rusty to check the ammunition, insurance, that look

like, hand: "First like this, then this, finally like this, is it back?" Brain

: "Huh? What did you say? After

checking the equipment, after Qin Feng hesitated slightly for a moment, he finally followed the choice of experience in his mind and went to the safe point he thought he was the first time;

It was a small three-story building, and the top floor had been blown up and turned into a two-story building.

At this moment, Qin Feng, although he didn't figure out what happened, it was better to die than to live, and it was important to live first.

Qin Feng trotted to the triangular structure on the second floor, opened his backpack, and began to count the contents of the bag.

"3 pieces of chocolate wrapped in oil paper, 12.7 caliber general-purpose heavy machine gun shells, about 20 rounds;"

"23 rounds of pistol shells, half a jug of water, and a dagger at the side waist;"

Just when Qin Feng looked at these things in a daze;

[Loading...]

An electronic sound suddenly appeared in Qin Feng's mind.

Qin Feng was slightly stunned, and then shook his head helplessly

, "Yes, it seems to be worn!"

Originally, Qin Feng was still wondering how he could drink a meal and come to this place, but this sudden prompt, suddenly, Qin Feng understood everything.

Through the plus system, the great young people of the twenty-first century who do not understand this thing.

But it seems that there is only this prompt, and there is no follow-up.

So Qin Feng had to wait, after all, according to the urine nature of online novels, this thing will generally appear in the second chapter.

The cold prompt sound can be regarded as lighting up a ray of hope for Qin Feng in the dark, touching the kettle on the outside of the backpack, and Qin Feng poured himself two mouthfuls.

Then he began to sort out the chaotic memory fragments in his head.

......

I don't know how long has passed, there was a sudden "click" sound downstairs, which made Qin Feng instantly lift the spirit of 12 points;

This was the sound of bricks falling, and the bricks were stacked in Qin Feng's mind when he went upstairs before, which was used for early warning;

Broken bricks and rubbles, in this environment is the most inconspicuous thing, but the best means of early warning;

At this time, Qin Feng's body quietly shrunk to the partition wall next to the entrance, while trying his best to suppress his breathing, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Qin Feng held the pistol with both hands, his wrists and elbows were closed into a V shape to his chest, and the muzzle pointed obliquely to the ground at forty-five degrees.

This is what Qin Feng learned from the movie, and it is said that this combat posture is very flexible and convenient in this indoor CQB combat environment.

The movement downstairs paused for a few seconds, and then subtle footsteps gradually approached the door, while Qin Feng directly held his breath, ready to give the enemy a head-on blow.