"Stop crying, this doesn't look like a fire phoenix special forces soldier. Baidu search"
Hearing He Zhenzhong's voice, Ye Cunxin raised her hands and kept wiping her tears, but she couldn't wipe them away.
Deng Deng Deng.
Tang Xinyi and He Lu rushed over.
"Disinfectant alcohol, tourniquet." He Lu knelt on the ground and quickly checked He Zhenzhong's wounds. She was a military doctor, and she quickly breathed a sigh of relief. The God of Death's physical condition was too good and there was no danger to his life.
Treating the wounds, the others continued to resist the approaching Vietnamese.
When the three Wuzhi planes and the red blood cell special operations team arrived, it was all over. Although the Vietnamese special forces have been well trained in recent years, compared with China's top special forces, they are still no match.
Half an hour later.
The Wolf Warriors Special Forces Brigade rushed over from the southern area of the city where the battle had just ended, established defensive positions, and completely blocked the road out of the city.
At exactly 1:00 p.m., Lang Son City was heavily besieged and lost two ace divisions. The senior officers of the evacuated headquarters were sniped and killed. The city was a mess and it was impossible to organize an effective breakout.
It’s just that those Vietnamese used to be subjects of China and were deeply influenced by Chinese culture. The guys in the city were ready for street fighting. Various slogans were hung, and speeches were constantly organized to show off with the Chinese, vowing to fight with them.