Wind Rises in Dragon City
Chapter 1023: The backbone of Dinghaishenzhen
Latest website: Patty Township.
The town was under heavy artillery fire, and many buildings had been completely destroyed.
Wang Zhengjun was lying in the trench, watching the shells flying around in flames, and more than a dozen armed pickups in the distance, destroying the defense line and entering the position.
"First Battalion, go ask what's going on with the First Battalion! Why did the enemy's armed pickup trucks come in through such a big gap?" Wang Zhengjun bowed his back, avoiding the stray bullets that shot past his head, and at the same time rushed towards him. The officer next to him roared.
Soon, the adjutant ran over in disgrace, lay down beside Wang Zhengjun, and shouted eagerly: "Regimental Commander! The first battalion can't hold it anymore, many brothers have already run away..."
"boom!"
A shell fell near the trench, interrupting their conversation. The adjutant pressed Wang Zhengjun to lie on the ground, and the mud splashed all over them.
"First Battalion Commander..." Wang Zhengjun raised his head, shook his head with ringing ears, and then shouted at the adjutant, "Call me the First Battalion Commander!"
"The first battalion commander is dead." The adjutant's shoulder was pierced by the gravel, and the blood gushed wildly. He endured the pain and shouted: "Now the company commander is directing the battle."
"A horse-rider!" Wang Zhengjun cursed angrily in his heart.
As a large-scale private armed force, the 5,000 members of the Chinese Labor Union can do whatever they want during normal training, obey orders, and have enough execution ability. But when it came to the battlefield, most of the soldiers' psychological defenses immediately collapsed when they saw armed pickup trucks rushing towards them with machine guns on them. They were really scared, and they kept retreating backwards, which caused some fighters who wanted to fight back at the back to collapse together.
If everyone does not have the courage to fight and die in the defense zone, the atmosphere of fear will be contagious, resulting in a rout.
This is not to say that the armed forces of the Chinese Labor Union are a group of pure rabble, but that there are really too few actual combats. Compared with the current situation during training, it is completely different.
"Transfer people, let Li Lei lead the team to plug the gap for me. It must be suppressed, or it will collapse." Wang Zhengjun's voice was already hoarse, and he kept giving orders to the officer next to him.
"Yes!" The adjutant didn't even have time to deal with the wound, and hurried to convey the order.
Another three or four minutes later, in the chaotic crowd, a young officer lowered his body and ran over with two black men whose wrists were tied. He pushed away the soldiers in the trench and shouted anxiously: "Get out of the way, everyone out of the way, I have something to report to the commander!"
Wang Zhengjun heard the movement next to him, turned around, and glanced at the officer who had just run up to him, and the two black men behind him.
Wang Zhengjun frowned: "What's the situation, are you a prisoner?"
"Regimental Commander, they are not prisoners." The officer hurriedly gave a military salute, and then shouted: "They came here on their own initiative and said they could take us out."
…
Sao Paulo, slums.
At the bottom of a sparsely populated bridge hole, Brother Qiu and the others abandoned their car and were hiding underneath. It is relatively remote here, and there are wild grass growing all around.
At this time, everyone has not yet assembled, and everyone is waiting anxiously. Brother Qiu frowned, and sat on the iron railing next to him. He lifted his shirt and was clamping the wound roughly with the medical stapler brought by another team when they met.
Behind him, a player with a large hole in his neck was lying on the ground unconsciously, wailing in pain from time to time.
He was so badly wounded that the medical staplers were useless, and two team members squatted beside him, one pressing on his neck, and the other trying to sew up his wound with a crochet needle.
The rest of the team members were almost all wounded. They didn't say a word, some were smoking, some were in a daze.
Imre was **** and thrown on the ground. Two team members held guns and stared at him closely.
"Pfft!" The young man who was punctured below the neck suddenly spewed out two mouthfuls of blood, and the unsewed wound burst open again, and the blood gushed out like running water. The team members hurried to block it with their hands, but they couldn't block it at all.
The young man twitched for a while, kicked his legs, and lost his breath.
With the death of the young man, everyone's anxiety was also ignited.
"Damn it!" The team member who had just stitched up the young man threw the medical equipment in his hand to the ground, and cursed in a violent tone: "Fucking, the No. 1 stronghold was taken out, and the other strongholds must have been leaked too! We have nowhere to go, so many brothers are injured, what should we do? Within ten minutes, the streets must be full of patrolmen!"
When the brother next to him heard his words, his mood became a little restless, and his voice of complaint also rose.
"I don't understand. It was agreed to be in charge of Wu Boxin, why did he let us do this shit?"
"Every time, the mission is always different from what was agreed! What did the upper echelon do? If you don't know how to command, don't command. If you think about it, it's right! If you lose so many brothers, who is to blame?!"
"...!"
There were more and more complaints. Imre lay on the ground and said in a bit of blunt English: "Brothers, as long as you send me back, I promise to let you leave this city safely."
Brother Qiu threw the stapler aside, walked up to Imre, and kicked him on the head.
"Bang bang!"
After three kicks in a row, Imre was kicked until he rolled his eyes. Brother Qiu didn't say a word the whole time, and the surrounding team members stopped complaining and just looked at him quietly.
Brother Qiu withdrew his leg, ignored his bleeding wound, pointed at the ground and shouted in a low voice: "Are you afraid of death?! Why are you doing military affairs if you are afraid of death? You have to be mentally prepared to serve this bowl of rice. Now Is it time to complain and complain?! What else is there to do besides disturb the mentality of your own people? Ah?!"
When everyone heard Brother Qiu's scolding, they all lowered their heads.
Brother Qiu glanced at the crowd, bent down and sat back on the railing, picked up the stapler again, and sewed up the wound that had just burst open. Time wasted on complaining. They are all old players, and the more calm it is at this time."
Although the voice was very soft, no one refuted it. Everyone got up in silence, or treated the wound by themselves, or started to help other team members.
After treating his wound, Brother Qiu got a new phone and dialed An Qiqi's number: "Anju, you must do two things for me now. First, help me find a reliable place. We are now The state of the hospital is very poor and needs to be repaired. Second, we need several doctors, and they must be very reliable."
"Ok, I'll arrange it." This request was not simple, but An Qiqi immediately agreed.
…
Outside of Patty Town.
Under the darkness of night, Wang Zhengjun rushed out of the battle group with two black men who led the way, leading five hundred soldiers, and advanced a distance of about two kilometers in the direction of four o'clock. When they got near the encirclement, they found that the black people nearby were all retreating, and they really didn't attack their own side.
Wang Zhengjun let go of the hanging heart a little~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Only then did he believe the words of the two black men.
"Head, there is a signal." The adjutant took out his mobile phone and gave Wang Zhengjun a look.
The black man next to him hurriedly said: "Friend, do you think we didn't lie to you? We really want to let you go, because our boss is in your hands!"
"Shut up!" Wang Zhengjun scolded him, then immediately picked up the phone and called Wang Xiao.
"Xiao Jun, you came out?!" There was some surprise in Wang Xiao's voice.
"Only a few hundred people came out to see the situation." Wang Zhengjun's voice was short but powerful: "There are two black people who want to take me out, can I trust them?"
"Yes, it was arranged by the An Department." Wang Xiao replied directly: "Their boss was arrested by us. You immediately lead the troops and rush out through the opening they opened."
"Yes!" Wang Zhengjun hung up the phone, turned around and ordered to the adjutant: "Send a small team back to pass the order. Notify all the troops, if you don't guard, just hold this point and fight outside, hurry up!"
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