"What are you shouting?

When is it all?"

After pausing for a while, Li Jun replied angrily.

After shouting, he started organizing how to act.

I heard Sun Yuanzheng's voice coming from the intercom, the sound was like a bell, slightly hoarse, exuding a unique momentum:

"Li Jun, he is a kid, a turtle man? He is cowardly? His grandmother has only a hundred bandits. Can you be a kid?

Group tactics, dispersed..."

Li Jun was shocked when he heard this, and a trace of cold sweat broke out from his back. He turned around and saw that seventy or eighty meters away, Sun Yuanzheng was standing there majestic, surrounded by four or five team members.

"Captain, Captain, you are here. The second squadron is the first battle. If you lose, the whole team of brothers will not kill me..." Thinking of this, Li Jun turned north and saluted a standard military salute in the direction of Sun Yuanzheng.

Voice Report:

"Captain, the second squadron received it!"

His voice was very loud, especially the word "received", which was deafening.

A new round of counterattack has begun!

Li Jun began to advance according to the three-person group tactics, back-to-back, shoulder-to-shoulder group tactics, and issued a dead order at the same time:

No one can take a step back, otherwise they will get out of the second squadron.

The team members were dispersed and their good tactical performance was exerted. In addition, they all knew that Captain Sun Yuanzheng was supervising the battle behind him, so who would not work hard?

The battle had just begun for a while, Yuncai arranged for two team members to quietly get down the big tree and move forward in a low position. On the road, he spotted a bunch of bandits and waved his hand to four or five grenades.

The bandits flew with blood and flesh, and the one next to them looked towards the east.

"Captain Li, I'm here."

Yun Cai shouted fiercely, holding a gun with one arm, and then shot at the bandits.

The opportunity he was looking for was good. The sudden bombing of the two team members just now made the bandits look here, and suddenly lost their vigilance. At this time, the shooting rate was extremely high.

Under several big trees uphill, Commander Carl stood surrounded by a group of bandits and observed.

He fought with peacekeepers with five times the strength of his troops. At first, he was completely sure to win. Later, Heris was sobbing and howling that he didn't even see the corpse. Just listening to the call, which made the bandits feel frightened.

Where will many people look at this time?

"Bastard, how could they do this? Didn't the peacekeepers in the past leave after a while?

Unless they have ten times more troops than mine, damn…”

Carl touched his big head, and was extremely confused.

"Damn it, what are the injured people thrown here for?"

Someone taught a lesson in anger.

They were discussing the situation here. A big bandit soldier was carrying a patient on the side of the road, and a bandit soldier was so angry that he scolded him.

"I, my driver."

The big man carrying the man said in fear, holding a live-talk and running anxiously towards the hillside.

He walked out a few hundred meters, and while the people here were not paying attention, he ran to the woods west, looked around, and shouted suddenly:

"Your death is here for bandits."

This guy not only has a loud voice, but also has a strong Chinese Qilu accent in English!

Several bandit soldiers suddenly realized that this was a peacekeeping spy. They shot a few flashlights and shone them over, but there were no figures!

No one was found there, but the corpse on the ground was twitching.

The bandit soldiers passed by two people, and the light shone on the man's face.

The corpse slowly moved, and when he saw the dazzling light, his expression changed, and he shouted like crazy:

"I surrender, I surrender, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

"Commander, Commander, it's Hris, Hris..."

A bandit leader stood beside him and shouted cleverly.

It was not a corpse, but a dying person, and it was Hris.

Hris is now like a dead dog, with scars on his body, his eyes narrowed into a gap, his limbs drooping, and he doesn't say anything. The key is that he opens his mouth and talks nonsense, as if he is crazy.

"Damn it, damn it, who dares to treat our Mavericks organization like this? The government forces dare not, and no one dares. Are they not afraid of revenge?"

Carl seemed to understand that Long Wei used psychological warfare, and suddenly the myth of the invincible Mavericks organization was shattered.

He thought viciously, the headscarf bandit who had just been blocked, who had been blocked, touched the sweat on his face heavily, and said after the disaster:

"Commander Carl, yes, they are so cruel,

We have never met such a person before, Heris and the monkey, as soon as they passed by, they were beaten to them.

I saw it from a distance. I used not swords and guns, but sticks, shovels. I beat them so hard that I used plastic bags and almost suffocated to death by them. Then I put them out, I..."

As the guy said, he turned his head and started vomiting.

"Boy, is that really the case?

They are really so cruel?"

Someone next to me asked about the man in the turban, and his eyes were full of horror.

The man in the turban squatted on the ground, his mind full of blocked fire and the miserable situation of Hris and others being beaten. He waved his hand in disgust and said stammeringly:

"Yes, yes, this kind of enemy has never been encountered before. I, I really want to hear them shouting. There are many ways to do this."

A group of bandits surrounded him and asked him about the other party's situation in a word. Everyone asked different questions, but everyone's voice was trembling, which made people feel that most people were afraid.

When Carl looked at them as he formed a group, many people squatted on the ground in panic, he slowly raised his hands and shot twice, shouting in a rough voice:

"Enough, enough, my mammoth organization has hundreds and thousands of people here. Even if you fight, you can tear them apart one by one.

Order, hold the machine gun for me, whoever dares to escape in the battle will shoot me to death."

The machine gun was set up, and the bandits seemed to be trembling and afraid, but in fact they were much slower in their actions. No one in their hearts would want to fight with this group of Oriental guys, for fear of becoming the second half-dead Heris.

Besides, on the hillside east of the battlefield, the team member Erbao was lying behind the bushes to exchange fire. As soon as the shooting stopped, someone was calling him:

"Two treasures, two treasures..."

Erbao's face is now full of fatigue, his mental pressure and the bullet is almost gone, and the opponent's firepower is getting stronger and stronger. He is angrily scolding the bandits covered with bullet links in his heart. He hesitated for a long time before looking back.

Long Wei and the others were standing under a big tree in the distance, and Long Wei was raising his fingers to tell him sign language:

"Brother, thank you for your hard work. Now you retreat, retreat in an orderly manner, retreat about thirty meters, about 30 meters, and throw down your helmets and money there..."

Erbaozi and his team learned more about tactical signs such as alternate cover. It was a bit difficult to gesture like this, but they also understood the general meaning. They took out the compressed biscuits and sausages in their pockets, raised them, and Long Wei made an "OK" gesture.

They slowly retreated.

At this moment, the guy opposite was a guy with a skull tattooed on his face. The dozen people he led were divided into two groups, and one group was fighting against Captain Zhang Lin in the south. Zhang Lin was not tall and had strong running ability, leading five or six bandits to play hide-and-seek in a tall bamboo forest.

If this were normal, he would not have any problems with doing this. After an hour, he would definitely not lose. Maybe he could solve those machine gunners on the spot.

But the situation is urgent now. There are more than 20 people in the second squadron. If they are held by others, they cannot get out of it, so it will be troublesome.

Besides, Erbaozi protected the two teams far behind a row of short trees. Several people lost their minds in a hurry and discussed it. One ran north and the others ran towards another place.

Because I was anxious to run, I threw my helmet, compressed biscuits and other things all over the floor.

The tattooed bandit leader ran over with seven or eight people. He had just run a few steps and suddenly found that his brothers were not coming up. He quickly turned around and looked at him. When he saw a bandit soldier holding a compressed biscuit,

I didn't even tear the packaging, so I just ate it with my teeth.

The same is true for other bandits, holding blue helmets on their heads.

This guy was so angry that he cursed and came over:

"I'm looking for death, right? Chase them immediately. These people are very cunning..."

Several bandit soldiers were very tired just now. Now that they got something delicious, they were naturally curious about how delicious this thing was, so they didn't care about him scolding people.

Wuyazi was obedient, stopped chewing, and reminded others not to eat it. The boss was anxious. At this moment, the tattooed bandit grabbed his compressed biscuits, broke apart two pieces, threw them into his mouth, and glared at him:

"What are you looking at? Beware. Look at it, don't take a gun."

They hid behind big trees and were enjoying a short meal time on the battlefield.

The food was so happy.

Huoyazi stood beside him with a machine gun on his face, and he felt that there was water on his forehead. He looked up and saw that it was gone. As soon as he turned his head, he was poured on something hot. He asked differently:

"Brothers, you guys, on your head..."

“It’s raining?”

A bandit soldier was gnawing on the sausage. The sausage brought by China has been a little dry and it tastes better after chewing it slowly. He was too lazy to look up, but he still responded.

In fact, they were all poured by something and smelled a special smell:
To be continued...