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"Return!" Following Yang Jun's order, only one aircraft carrier and twenty warships were left in the sea area. The rest, all led by Yang Jun, quickly moved towards the shore.

In the jungle five kilometers away from the headquarters, there are more than 50,000 Chinese soldiers and more than 60,000 island soldiers gathered here. They are lying in the ditch and the makeshift ring, hiding behind and firing the gun plates.

, shooting in the direction of the enemy, just like the anti-war movie on TV, the scene is very spectacular.

At this time, Yang Weihong, Yang Zhenling, and Ling Hongwei who were far away from the headquarters were sitting in front of a computer screen, looking at the situation on the battlefield through satellites. Yang Weihong shook his head and said: "The firepower of the island country is too fierce.

, what's more, they have eight strong men with gun soul strength. Those strong men with gun soul strength will not fire. Once they fire, the bullets will be fired. Every bullet hits the head of our general.

It’s deadly enough!”

"Dad, given the current situation, is there any other way to temporarily relieve this state? The only way is to come back with Xiaojun and the others?!" Yang Zhenling asked. After all, Yang Jun and the others went to sea for a very long distance. I thought

It's impossible to get back within half an hour.

"There is no other way but to wait for Xiaojun and the others to come back. Moreover, this is a small battle, so it is good to let the soldiers practice in actual combat!" Yang Weihong said lightly, keeping his eyes on the action on the screen.

Hearing Yang Weihong's words, Yang Zhenling also nodded. In his opinion, although these soldiers have been trained in life and death, after all, they have never been on a real battlefield and have no combat experience. It is a good thing to let them engage in actual combat.

Finally, forty minutes later, a warship riding the wind and waves appeared on the parallel line on the seashore. Yang Jun stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the land not far away, with firm eyes and raised eyebrows.

Here, you can also faintly hear that there is already a war going on on the other side of the mountain.

It has to be said that the aircraft carrier's sailing speed is very fast. In just a few minutes, the aircraft carrier has already arrived at the shore.

Before he could stand firm, Yang Jun jumped off the aircraft carrier, jumped on the water level about knee high, and rushed towards the shore with the submachine gun on his shoulder.

Behind Yang Jun were the members of the Blood Wolf Life and Death Team. Behind the Blood Wolf Life and Death Team were naturally the troops coming off the warship. They followed Yang Jun's footsteps and quickly approached the headquarters.

"At this time, Yang Weihong, Yang Zhenling, and Ling Hongwei were already waiting for Yang Jun's arrival not far from the shore. Yang Jun led the Blood Wolf Life and Death Team and a group of soldiers to Yang Weihong.

He said: "Grandpa, where is the battlefield!??"

"Xiaojun, the battlefield is in the jungle in the southwest. The island country is well prepared for this battle. They have a total of eight strong men with gun soul strength. This battle is inevitable for them. I am here, waiting.

You came back just to discuss with you that we should retreat temporarily. After all, they are eight strong men with gun soul strength, and here, including the newly promoted Binzi and Jinhen, there are only three. Do you think it’s right?

Wait for the people from the Dragon Group to come over and carry out counterattack?" Yang Weihong said what he was thinking and said to Yang Jun.

When Yang Jun heard Yang Weihong's words, he shook his head and said calmly: "Even if we are eight strong men, we cannot retreat from the battle. Brothers, are you right!?"

"Yes!" After hearing Yang Jun's words, the members of the Blood Wolf Life and Death Team said with overwhelming voices.