After the heavy rain, the enemy's guns began to slowly become thinner.

It was at this time that Wang Yang's thin body became even more eager.

He was like a frightened field mouse, afraid that the birds falling from the sky would take their lives, so he had to poke out of the dense forest slightly obscenely.

He alertly exposed his head from the woods, looked around nervously, and was lucky to find that there were no enemies in front and behind the highway. He rushed forward and flew across the road like an arrow, and drilled into the dense forest.

The Han River is ahead, pass through it, pass through it alive!

Break through the wings and met with the large army. Now this is the only idea that supports his long-distance raid.

So tired, so hungry, so sleepy!

I had to open my mouth and take a deep breath, trying to keep myself energetic.

Wang Yang felt that he was extremely tough and very tough.

I haven't closed my eyes for two days and one night, and I haven't eaten a grain of rice. However, I ran for nearly 80 kilometers, crossed nearly twenty enemy lines, and even fought a battle to defend positions, but he was not dead yet?!

It was really a heroic soul of Uncle Marxism and Lenin. It was already outrageous that he had not died. He was not injured at all?

Well, maybe it is really like the great leader Chairman Mao said, all enemies and reactionaries are paper tigers. As long as we have strong beliefs and fearless fighting spirit, we will definitely be invincible.

Wang Yang thought in his heart, but suddenly a trace of incredibility popped up in his mind.

If you want to talk about Marxism-Leninism and belief in communism, the company commander Zhang Dazhu and squad leader Li Jinge are much more determined than him, a new recruit, who is not very enlightened, because they are bewitched by beautiful women to join the army.

But... but they were all shot and died, and they were sacrificed in his arms. The large pool of blood on the chest was left by them!

Wang Yang felt sad and felt more and more incomprehensible. This TMD must have nothing to do with faith.

Perhaps it was because he was a lustful and courageless bad guy who didn’t even like the King of Hell. Instead of letting himself die, it would be better to watch himself live in a mess. This is the happiest thing for him at this time!

Uh, how embarrassed?!

Wang Yang smiled bitterly.

Perhaps if this word can be used to describe his current situation, he will feel very happy! Very content!

In fact, Wang Yang felt that his current situation could only be described as miserable.

He believed that if this was what King Yama wanted to see, this guy should have had a climax of fantasy in his "glorious" image.

The mixed product of blood and soil was filled with the mixture of blood and soil. His military uniform had turned into strands of cloth, and only a pair of shorts were left on his body, which made him tremble with blood and smoke marks. When the cold wind after the rain blew, he couldn't help but tremble.

The numb and tender face seemed to have no feeling on it, covered in sweat and dust, and the muddy skin was like an abstract painting of Van Gogh.

Wang Yang believed that except for the black and white eyes that were still sharp on this face, there might be no place to find the original appearance.

Is this what the brave and invincible uncle of the volunteer army looks like?

Wang Yang shivered. He dared to say that if the squad leader Li Jinge was still alive, he would have called him from behind:

"Soldier! Soldier! I remember you are a soldier now, no longer a scoundrel young man in the local area. Look at the military appearance you are wearing, why did this straight military uniform come to you and look right and look like a spy inside our army? Oh! You kid... find a secluded place to give me a military posture for twenty minutes! Don't say that you are from our reconnaissance company, I can't afford to lose this person..."

Fuck! I don't want to!

Wang Yang shook his head hatefully. Now he is still thinking about military spirits. If he can survive, he will burn Gaoxiang and shout for blessings.

Recalling the scenes a few hours ago, Wang Yang felt like a nightmare.

Originally, their reconnaissance company had been attacking forward, which was invincible and unstoppable. However, after receiving the order for superiors to retreat, a roar of cars in front of them, and a large number of enemies appeared instantly.

Wang Yang had just followed the company commander's order and retreated backwards, and suddenly felt a numbness in his head.

Subconsciously, Wang Yang leaned back like a conditioned reflex, and then he heard a gunshot. Zhang Dazhu, who was holding his right hand high to command his comrades to retreat, fell down with a thunderous body.

He screamed in panic. Wang Yang jumped up and hugged the falling company commander regardless of danger. The surging blood immediately covered his clothes and hit the forehead with a shot. Company Commander Zhang Dazhu had already sacrificed before he could even hum!

The instructor and platoon leader had already died. The only cadre in the company, the platoon leader, continued to command the troops, but was soon knocked down by a sudden shot. Then the squad leader Li Jinge took over the leadership of the command troops, but they had just broken out of the enemy's defense line, and the squad leader fell down again. This time he fell in Wang Yang's arms again!

From the gushing blood, Wang Yang could see at a glance that the enemy sniper's shooting skills were amazingly accurate. This time the squad leader was hit in the heart. Wang Yang would never forget what the squad leader said before his death:

"Wang... Yang, you must go back alive and tell the army leaders that in this battle, the enemy had a large number of new soldiers. They used troops who specialized in shooting cold guns. The gun technique was very accurate... specifically... specifically attacking our battlefield commanders... this kind of army has a great threat... we must also have..."

What is the use of cold guns?

Wang Yang didn't know why the enemy's troops had such a group of troops!

In his opinion, these people were just a group of bastards who did not dare to fight our army in person and were hiding in the dark to fire cold guns.

But what if you are a bastard?

Wang Yang also knew that as long as he could shoot and kill people on the battlefield and eliminate the enemy, even the Eight King of Eight is still a hero that everyone admires.

Even if he looks down on these bastards, Wang Yang has to admire their first-class shooting skills.

Almost as he looked at the company commander, the platoon commander and the squad leader fell in front of him one by one. Wang Yang saw these cold gunmen and could be called deadly guns.

Needless to say, this level is at least many times better than Wang Yang who only shot 21 times in the recruit company and was embarrassed to go to the Pacific Ocean.

To be honest, Wang Yang was so scared that he was dying!

He can only ask his grandfather to sue his grandmother, hoping that the two old spirits in heaven must bless him to prevent the enemy from being targeted by the cold gunman, otherwise their Wang family may have passed on their own for generations to his generation.

But what about it in fact?

Wang Yang wants to cry!

Wang Yang, the First Land War Division, recorded the number of the US military tightly.

It is possible to know that they were disbanded from their reconnaissance company, and in the end, only Wang Yang ran desperately and fled backwards. He knew that it was a good thing for the First Division of the Land War. He had to ask Wang Yang to kill a white devil by using the set-up trap from his father.

But because Wang Yang did this, he was chased by a cold gunman who had never dispersed his soul.

What's even more terrible is that he was left alone and fell into an enemy's position. He even suspected that from Tumudong to the ferry crossing on the north bank of the Han River, almost all the troops of the Volunteer Army and the Korean People's Army had retreated, and he had to fight alone.

He is not a commander, nor is he a hero. He is just a recruit who has just joined the army. He accidentally killed a US military just to escape his life.

But he just won the lottery! He was stared at by a sniper.

For Wang Yang, who has been recruited for less than three months, his situation can only be described as despair.

Not only do we have to find a way to pass through the enemy's heavy blockade lines, but we also have to keep avoiding the pursuit of the enemy snipers behind us.

This is simply a road of no return, and it can be said to be a life-threatening death.

Facing death!

It is absolutely fake to say that Wang Yang is not afraid.

You know, Wang Yang is only eighteen years old this year, and for him, his life has just begun.

He hasn't let his future son call his beloved woman a mom yet?

It was not like after more than ten years after he arrived in the underworld that he saw the goddess in his heart leading a little kid to his grave to call him uncle. This matter was even more serious than the day turned into night.

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of daydreaming, you are afraid of not even dreaming.

Like all young people with super desire.

In Wang Yang's opinion, even if someone scolds him for standing in a pit and not shit, he hopes that the woman in his heart will be infatuated with him.

Although this kid's understanding of love now is also a slut, although he doesn't understand that if he can only be monogamous, then whether the woman in his mind is Xiaofeng or Zhao Xiaoyan, TMDs and other things will never stop his YY's enthusiasm.

So, Wang Yang had to fight, he didn't believe in evil, but he just wanted to survive.

Bang!

There was another severe pain in the back, and the back of his head tightened, and Wang Yang subconsciously rushed forward!

flutter!

With a mud sound, a hole appeared in the mud field, which was only three centimeters away from Wang Yang's left thigh, and a stream of blue smoke emerged from it.

"Fackyou your mother!"

A cold sweat burst out from Wang Yang's forehead. He knew that he was thinking too much just now and his speed slowed down slightly, so he was found by the enemy Cold Gunner behind him.

If he had to slow down a little bit, Wang Yang would definitely believe that he had been shot in the chest just now.

Fuck the cold gunman, this kid is still in a state of ecstasy and is staring at him.
Chapter completed!