"Damn it! Lieutenant Don Collier was still fooling us at that time, saying that these German sticks might not be able to go out because of the bad weather. How could such a good thing happen?

Looking at the posture in front of him, the remaining troops of the 17th Armored Division of the SS Guard were almost rushing to move out."

Regardless of the rain in front of him, Zhuifeng lay in the grass on the roadside. After putting down an M3-type telescope in his hand, he first wiped a wet splash on his face.

Then, he complained about this.

After hearing this, Zhuye, who was lying on his side, nodded in agreement while using the thick grass beside him to cover his figure.

While sitting up, he took off the high-top military boots on his feet.

I took my boots and poured them out, and immediately a pile of rain with the smell of salted fish flowed out of it.

There is no way! In this bad weather where the rain is heavy and small, the rain basically does not stop completely, the Zhongzhou team found enough raincoats from the original reserves of the Desolate Sticks, so that at least one person had one.

However, if you are active for a long time in heavy rain, the raincoat is really useless.

Soon after, they were dried clothes and were wet again.

Even a pair of boots was filled with rain, and the sound of "clang" sounded while walking was unspeakable, which was so uncomfortable.

The only dry place on the whole body is the backpack on the back of the bamboo leaves, which carefully wrapped two layers of the individual transmitter with a tarp-proof cloth.

And now it is around 12:07 noon, and there is still about 30 kilometers away from Hu Biao and his mountain position.

Zhui Feng and the two of them all the way forward finally saw the vanguard of the 17th Armored Division of the German Sect Guard.

In the drizzling rain, the tracks of a leopard tank were constantly crushing the mud on the ground, and after crushing two deep marks, they were moving forward.

On the tank, there were German stick warriors carrying guns and live ammunition.

At the same time, the tanks and armored vehicles following it would occasionally use the on-board machine guns above to fire a shuttle of bullets on both sides of the road.

In this way, a forceful reconnaissance was carried out.

Obviously, the existence of Hu Biao and the others was also known by these German sticks.

And in this vanguard, about a kilometer away, there are a long list of tanks, armored vehicles, assault guns, motorcycles, and trucks.

These numerous mechanized equipment were roaring a long long dragon in the loud roar of their respective engines, approaching Hu Biao and the others.

Therefore, the only little luck in their hearts was also shattered.

Knowing that this difficult blocking battle is impossible to avoid.

The only thing that makes them thankful is that under the influence of such a heavy rain, the impact on the marching of those German sticks was still huge, and the speed was not fast at all.

Except for tanks and armored vehicles, these tracked vehicles were not greatly affected, other trucks and motorcycles were making very difficult progress on the dirt road.

Many times, trucks trapped in the mud can only be dragged out by relying on high-power tanks and armored vehicles.

So the overall speed of this De stick is not fast, which is four or five kilometers per hour.

Drive at such a speed, at least it will take until evening to reach the position where you can reach the mountain. This is still smooth all the way and no other accidents occur.

But even so, it still came too fast for the Zhongzhou team.

After pouring the water from the two boots and wringing the wet socks out.

Zhuye frowned, and had to stuff her feet back into her wet boots, and began to speak to Zhuifeng:

"Okay, chasing the wind, our first step is completed.

Now, we will find a safe and dry place first, and tell Hu Biao the movements of the Degang side on the radio station; then we will go back and wait until the distance is 13 kilometers to ambush the bacon to report the coordinates and shelling effect to the bacon.”

However, after hearing this, Zhuifeng didn't even have the idea of ​​leaving.

However, when he took off a Garland semi-automatic rifle from behind, he deliberately exchanged with the company commander and aimed at the German stick more than 200 meters away.

Of course, this thing is not as powerful as the Thomson charge before him, but it is longer in range and the power of the bullet is also greater.

While aiming at him with a gun, Zhuifeng said:

"Zhuye, please leave. It's better to be faster, because I'll plan to do it in at most 5 minutes. I hope I can help you and get more time."

As soon as he heard Zhu Feng’s statement, Zhu Ye instinctively had to object; because in this case, Zhu Feng’s guy was almost dead.

But after the words came to my mouth, I had to forcefully endure such a sentence.

The main reason is that he also figured out one thing: the next closest blocking location was the warehouse manager and others at a location 20 kilometers away from the mountain.

If we only start to block the German sticks from there, it may be too late to go to time.

At least it is impossible to delay this powerful German stick armored unit until 12 o'clock tomorrow.

After thinking of this, all the thousands of words in Zhuye's heart finally turned into a sentence: "Brother, take care of me, I'll come a few hours later."

After saying that, Zhuye ran towards the rear without looking back.

In his memory, I remember that there was an unmanned mill in the mountain about 2 kilometers behind, where the antenna could be pulled up and the latest news of the Descendant were sent back.

When he took a step on his feet, Zhuye obviously had a move of raising his wrist and rubbing his eyes.

I don’t know if it was wiped off the tears in my eyes or the tears that were about to flow into my eyes.

After all, Zhu Ye understands one thing: system tasks are not just like playing games, and they will definitely be resurrected if they die; then everything is based on the completion of the task, otherwise they will die if they die.

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In addition, if you have experienced the pain of death once, normal people will never want to try it.

*******

Five minutes later, Zhuifeng pulled the trigger on his fingertips.

The next second later, one of the leopard-type tanks was wearing a raincoat and poked half of his body out of the turret. He immediately fell on the turret.

A dazzling blood immediately splattered on the infantry sitting around them, making them roar instinctively.

After seeing such a scene, Zhuifeng's heart was filled with indescribable comfort.

Because he did not forget that in the second system mission of the Zhongzhou team, that is, the blocking mission in the Brown Gou, he almost made the same choice at that time:

Stay alone and shoot the black guns, delaying the attack speed of the Japanese army.

As a result, he was killed without killing a single Japanese. After several missions, he finally stood up now, right?

Of course, after standing up, Zhuifeng has not forgotten the serious matter.

Without any hesitation, he pulled the Garland semi-automatic rifle in his hand continuously, and attacked more infantry from tanks and armored vehicles one by one.

Until the sound of "jingle~" sounded, the special magazine of the Garland semi-automatic rifle flew out.

It means that all the remaining 7 bullets in the gun chamber were exhausted.

Thanks to the strength of "Master of Primary Rifle Use", among the greetings of these seven guns, the four German sticks instinctively made dodging actions when the gunshots sounded.

But he was still shot and was directly hit.

After hearing the crisp metal sound reminder, Zhuifeng did not continue to fill it up and continued to fire; instead, he carried a rifle, hugged his waist and quickly ran to a big tree 20 meters away on the left.

After running for a few meters, a string of machine gun bullets splashed in the spot.

When Zhuifeng hid in the big tree and started to load bullets, a 75mm caliber tank shell exploded a large pit there.

I felt vaguely grateful that while I was transferring in time, Zhuifeng, who had quickly replaced the bullets, opened fire again...

At 12:41, the bamboo leaves covered in mud and water with red eyes were quickly set up the radio station they carried.

About 6 minutes ago, the gunshots in the distance had completely stopped. It is self-evident what the ending of Zhuifeng was.

Repressing the emotions in his heart, Zhuye quickly sent a message to Hu Biao and the others:

The 17th Armored Division of the German Sticks has been dispatched and has reached a position 30 kilometers away; Zhuifeng has been killed in battle, and he died bravely.

I probably bought about half an hour for the team.
Chapter completed!