Under the system's scanning prompts, He Zhenzhong continued to advance rapidly with a single gun, clearing out the Vietnamese soldiers who had escaped the gunfire.
Da da da.
Puff.
Mud splashed, and then a splash of blood shot out.
A Vietnamese soldier lying on the back of a small slope had a bloody bullet hole between his eyebrows, and blood mixed with pale brain matter continued to flow out. He had not figured it out until he died. He lay here motionless, but
Preparing for a sneak attack, how did that guy find out?
Cheating.
This was his last thought before dying.
And He Zhenzhong put away his gun, turned around, and quickly walked in the other direction. Several houses were built there, and there were also signal receivers and a small radar detector. It was obviously a command center. Although it had been bombed by artillery fire
Once again, but it was not completely destroyed. He had already seen the figures of the Vietnamese hiding there.
at this time.
The remaining Vietnamese soldiers all had frightened faces and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. They were hiding here and could see clearly that the damn Chinese were walking all the way. As soon as the gunshots were fired, their comrades would
No matter where you hide, you will die instantly.
At this moment, He Zhenzhong was like a harvester in their eyes, harvesting their lives to his heart's content.
"Headquarters, headquarters, this is the Hongma Island garrison headquarters. We are under fierce attack. We request immediate support." hurried voices kept ringing.
Zizzi.
On the other side, the Vietnam Navy Combat Command Center.
"Report, Hongma Island is under heavy attack, and the garrison headquarters is requesting support."
The gloomy-faced major general stood up with a squeak, his face looking a bit ferocious, walked over, grabbed the intercom, and asked urgently: "When did the other party launch the attack? Why didn't we detect any trace of the Chinese warship?"
?How many people are there in the troops attacking the island? What are their weapons and equipment?"
Can he not be in a hurry? They have a company of people stationed on Hongma Island and even set up forts to defend against the Chinese navy. But now they are under fierce attack. Could it be that the large Chinese army launched an attack?
"Report, report, only one person was attacked."
What?
Kaka.
The Vietnamese major general almost crushed the communicator in his hand and attacked alone? How do you say violent attack? Moreover, there are more than 100 people on the island with all kinds of weapons and equipment, will they be beaten into dogs?
"Really." The voice that came was already crying, "I'm not lying. That Chinese guy is not a human at all. It's like cheating. Yes, it's cheating. No matter where we hide, he will find us.
, and then shot him in the head with one shot. We were beaten so hard by him that we couldn’t hold our heads up, and the whole army will soon be..."
Da da da.
The sound stopped, and only the harsh sound of gunshots came out.
died.
Everyone knows that the death of that soldier means that the garrison on Hongma Island has been wiped out. Moreover, if they are all dead, can they still lie? It sounds like one person killed a whole company of them.
It seemed like a joke, but now it happened.
call.
The major general reacted first, with a ferocious face, and punched the table, "Notify the nearby warships to speed up and seize the island before the Chinese navy arrives."
"yes."
"Report the news immediately, just, just say, say..." The major general paused, what should I say? Could it be that we reported to the superiors that we were attacked by a group of Chinese fishermen, robbed a gunboat, and then were
That group of fishermen took the opportunity to attack the island, but one guy wiped out all the garrison troops? This guy, he was sure, the higher-ups would be furious.
The correspondent is waiting.
"Report truthfully." After a long time, he squeezed out four words through his teeth.
"yes."
the other side.
He Zhenzhong had already dealt with all the Vietnamese soldiers who dared to resist, and Old Yutou also led the fishermen to drag up the half-shattered and dying guys and tied them all to the coconut trees one by one.
Deng Deng Deng.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and He Zhenzhong walked to the front of the command post, raised his head, looked at the Vietnamese flag fluttering in the wind, and then raised his right hand.
boom.
Wow.
The Vietnamese flag fell down like a rag.
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"No."
"Damn Chinese people, you will not die well."
"This island belongs to us in Vietnam."
Seeing that the national flag was destroyed by He Zhenzhong's shot, the Vietnamese all looked ferocious, as if they had regained their energy and started yelling.
"Burn it."
The old fish stepped forward and grabbed the Vietnamese flag.
"You dare?"
"Damn Chinese people, they have the ability to burn us."
"Asshole, our navy is coming soon, you are looking for death."
The Vietnamese were yelling and cursing. The national flag is a symbol of a country. It is absolutely a shame and humiliation to be burned. Especially since these guys are soldiers, they naturally reacted very strongly.
However, those Vietnamese people were screaming, but they had no choice but to watch their flags being burned to ashes in front of them, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Raise the flag."
As He Zhenzhong's voice fell, Old Yutou trembled with his hands and carefully took out the neatly stacked five-star red flag from his arms, then walked to the flagpole and hung it up slowly, very gently.
He was afraid of staining or damaging the flag.
"salute."
With the pull of the trembling hand of the old fish head, the bright five-star red flag was raised little by little. After more than forty years, the national flag of the motherland was once again raised on this island.
"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves, use our flesh and blood to build our new Great Wall."
The fishermen sang the national anthem loudly, looked up at the flying five-star red flag, and burst into tears. They had been bullied, and they had lost relatives on this island, so at this moment, no one was more excited than them.
And those Vietnamese soldiers looked at it, their eyes almost bursting out, and they were all gnashing their teeth, but they had no choice but to yell and curse, like crazy dogs.
The five-star red flag rises little by little, like a flame burning, so conspicuous, so eye-catching, as if announcing to the world that this occupied island has finally returned to the embrace of the motherland.