Special Forces Start To Sign To God-Level Technology

0001、Forever brothers

China, Beihe Military Region.

boom! boom!

On the edge of a primeval forest, gunshots continued.

Bullets kept flying overhead, and there was a sense of killing in the entire battlefield!

In the trench, a muddy soldier holding a rifle shrank in the corner, shivering.

His eyes were staring at his feet, and his eyes were blank.

Whenever the gunshot sounded, his body would tremble suddenly.

The hands holding the rifle were all white because of excessive force.

"No...don't shoot...no!"

Shao Bing desperately shook his head and said to himself.

This is the thirtieth day of his journey!

In his previous life, Shao Bing was a special soldier in the Southeast Military Region of China, and the captain of the Blade Special Forces!

He is a century-old genius in the military region, an elite of special forces!

At only 23 years old, he stood out in the special selection and became the captain of the top special team!

Perform the mission fifty-three times and successfully complete fifty-two times!

It was the fifty-third mission that changed his life's destiny.

The Blade Special Team was trapped in a heavy siege. Surrounded by hundreds of enemies, Wu Fan, a member of the team, left the queen alone in order to cover the safety of the large forces.

As a result, the large forces evacuated safely.

But Wu Fan was seriously injured and was captured by the enemy.

As a sniper, Shao Bing watched his ironest brother in the sniper scope, being abused and tortured by the enemy!

Shao Bing will never forget the last words Wu Fan yelled at himself.

"Captain! Shoot me!"

boom!

A gunshot pulled Shao Bing back to reality from his memories.

Looking up, I saw that the soldiers of the 318 regiment could no longer withstand the fierce attack of the Iron Fist regiment, and soldiers continued to fall down!

"The grandsons of the Iron Fist Group are offensive too fiercely! Can't stand it!"

"Can't be attacked by them! If we hold on for another 20 minutes, we will be able to win the exercise!"

"The Blues! Let me stand it all! You can't let the grandsons of the Red Army fight!"

Red and blue confrontation!

The game between the 318 regiment and the iron fist regiment!

"Shao Bing! What the hell are you doing!"

"Stand up for me! You are a fighter!"

"Don't lose the face of our 318 regiment!"

In front of Shao Bing, the 35-year-old company commander yelled at him.

Miao Lian was covered in mud, embarrassed, and all camouflage uniforms were already in dilapidated condition.

But his eyes, like a beacon in the night, are full of fighting spirit!

This is the iron-blooded battle spirit belonging to the Chinese soldiers!

"I……"

Shao Bing looked at the rifle in his hand, but he didn't even have the courage to stand up.

When you close your eyes, Wu Fan's death will appear in front of you!

"I can not……"

Having said that, Shao Bing covered his head, tears falling down in despair.

"Coward! You coward!"

"I, Miao Zhenghong, do not have you as a counselor!"

"I……"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a bullet hit Miao Lian's chest precisely, and a stream of red smoke emerged from Miao Lian's back.

Miao Lian clenched his fists, his eyes were blood red, and he tore off the military cap on his head.

"Shao Bing, remember, you owe the whole regiment!"

After saying this, Miao Lian slowly left the battlefield.

Seeing Miao Lian's lost back, Shao Bing's eyes turned red, and he wished to die with the enemy!

but!

He just can't control his trembling hands, and now he can't even hold the gun!

Seeing that the comrades in the 318 regiment were constantly eliminated.

Thirty, twenty, fifteen...

In just a few minutes, there were only five soldiers who could fight in the trenches!

And the Red Army, there are more than 30 people!

This red-blue offensive and defensive battle will definitely end with the blue army's fiasco!

Beihe Military Region, 318th Regiment Command.

In the huge war room, a group of military district leaders sat.

Among them, there were Jing Zhenghui, head of the 318 regiment, and Kang Jian, head of the iron fist regiment.

At this time, Kang Jian picked up the tea cup, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Respect, commander, you have accepted! It seems that this year's offensive and defensive battle, our iron fist team, has won again."

After that, he took a sip of his tea and his face was red.

And Jing Zhenghui clenched his fists, his face was green.

Lost for three years in a row!

In the offensive and defensive battle, his 318 regiment has never won!

He is unwilling!

"Who is that soldier hiding in the trenches?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man sitting on the main seat asked.

The man wears regular clothes, has tough features, and the two-line three stars on his shoulders are extremely conspicuous.

"Brigade commander, he is the recruit recruited by our 318th regiment this year..."

Jing Zhenghui blushed, lowered his head and said.

Kang Jian jokingly said: "I know him! Our military celebrities!"

"Every day, like a demon, I train to pull the hips, and I can't even hold the gun firmly."

Hearing this, Jing Zhenghui's old face was even redder.

The middle-aged colonel was even more displeased, and snorted coldly: "Such soldiers, our Beihe Military Region, don't need it!"

"The exercise is over, get ready to persuade you to leave!"

On the battlefield, the blue army has almost been wiped out by the red army!

Only the last blue army in the trenches is left, Shao Bing!

At this moment, more than 30 Red Army armed with guns have already occupied the Blue Army base.

On the trench, a Red Army strode across the trench and caught a glimpse of Shao Bing hiding in the corner.

"There are still people here!"

The Red Army raised his hand and wanted to shoot, but was stopped by his comrades beside him.

"Wait a minute!"

I saw the man jokingly and said, "Isn't this a celebrity from the 318 group?"

"Shao Bing!"

In a word, all the Red Army were immediately attracted.

"Hahaha! It's really the counsellor!"

"It's still trembling! I'm so embarrassed!"

"I really don't know how this waste was enlisted in the army!"

A group of soldiers laughed while holding their guns, showing no defense against Shao Bing.

For them, Shao Bing's combat effectiveness is not as strong as a three-year-old child!

"Shao Bing, hold on for another 19 minutes, and your Blues will win!"

"You have to come on!"

The leader of the Red Army, a soldier with the rank of Second Lieutenant mocked.

I saw him actually sit down and said, "Come on! Brothers! Let's eliminate him in the eighteenth minute and fifty-nine seconds!"

"We have to let the Blues guard a little longer!"

"Don't let outsiders say that we are bullying the 318 group!"

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of laughter rang out.

"Hahaha! Right!"

More than thirty people sat on the trenches and looked at Shao Bing condescendingly.

His eyes are like looking at an animal.

The second lieutenant even picked up the clod and smashed it on Shao Bing's face.

"Look! This trash can't even move! Hahaha!"

In the trenches, Shao Bing was holding a gun, his face turned pale, his hands trembling constantly.

He looked up at the ensign, and there was a trace of anger in his blood-red eyes, but more cowardly.

Wow!

The ensign's face suddenly became Wu Fan's face!

"Captain! Shoot me...!"

Shao Bing trembled suddenly: "No! I won't shoot! No!"

Shao Bing was so excited that everyone around him burst into laughter.

The mocking eyes and disdainful gesture made Shao Bing seem to have seen the group of enemies who tied Wu Fan!

"Brother, I can't shoot..."

Shao Bing shed tears in despair.

But at this moment, there was a mechanical sound in Shao Bing's ear.

"Detected that the host's spirit is on the verge of collapse, and the god-level technology system is integrated in advance!"

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