Bullet marks

Chapter 24: Breaking Through the Siege (Part 1)

Zhanxiage bent down and quickly ran back to the position defended by the Fifth Special Forces, whispering, "Everyone, report to me how many bullets are left!" ”
The Fifth Special Forces trainees stared at Zhanxiage in astonishment, because at that moment, they noticed Zhanxiage had changed! There was an unmistakable sadness in his eyes, but suddenly a new strength and dignity came from bearing heavy responsibilities. It was this pride and dignity that made Zhan Xia Ge seem like a completely different person, naturally radiating the aura of a powerful leader.
Suddenly, a student pointed at the collar of the war hero song and whispered, "Silver Eagle Medal!" ”
"Swish!"
Seventeen right hands were fiercely slammed beside their own bulletproof steel helmets. The seventeen trainees of the Fifth Special Division all stared at the war hero song and respectfully saluted the first squad leader among them.
"I still have thirty-eight rifle rounds, twelve pistol rounds, two grenades, and one smoke grenade!"
"I still have seventy-nine machine gun bullets and twenty-four pistol rounds!"
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Listening to each soldier's report, Zhanxiage slowly nodded.
You can see the difference between the Fifth Special Forces and the Armed Police Force from their ammunition storage capacity. When soldiers realize they are surrounded by the enemy, they consciously adjust their rifles to single-shot mode, unlike the Armed Police soldiers, who, in panic, grip the trigger and won't let go, wasting precious bullets on extremely low-hit fire.
"I want to tell everyone, our reinforcements won't be coming—at least not until we're all killed!"
Hearing the words of the war hero, the Fifth Special Forces soldiers showed no expression. After hearing the series of explosions in front of the valley and seeing more than a dozen perennially frozen snow-capped mountains triggered by avalanches, these elite soldiers, now possessing expert-level combat theory, had long understood their situation.
"Instructor Long Jianhui ordered me to lead everyone to break out, but he chose to stay behind and lead the Armed Police officers, who no longer had the strength to escape, to continue sniping the enemy on this hillside!" Seeing an uncontrollable commotion among the soldiers of the Fifth Special Unit, Zhanxiage said in a deep voice, "This is an order from Instructor Long Jianhui!" ”
"As soldiers, we must carry out orders from above. As men, I respect Instructor Long Jianhui's choice!" Zhan Xiagege pointed at the group of terrorists in front of him, who had fought fiercely for five hours and launched forty-seven attacks on the small hill they defended. They were repeatedly bombed by Chinese Air Force bombers, fighters, and fighter jets, and also showed signs of exhaustion. He said in a deep voice, "The only thing we can choose freely is where we can break out!" ”
All the soldiers of the Fifth Special Forces trembled violently, staring in disbelief at the war chivalrous song pinned to their collars: five bronze honor medals for earth, mountain, jungle, snowfield, and courage, and one silver eagle medal. A sharp gleam flashed in Zhanxiage's eyes, sharp enough to split gold and stone. He shouted sternly, "I want to break through from the position where the enemy believes to be the strongest attack!" When it comes to fighting with force and courage, who has our Chinese army ever feared? And who has our Fifth Special Forces ever feared?! Even if we try to break out, we must fight a fair and honorable battle of assault and annihilation, not just flee in panic! ”
"Everyone, keep an eye on that!" Zhanxiage suddenly burst into wild laughter, "If during the charge you suddenly find yourself as light as a swallow, suddenly realize we've all disappeared, you will never hear the fierce gunfire again, you will never see the smoke rising from the battlefield, and the friends and brothers who died earlier are smiling and waving at you. Behind them is a group of strangers you have never met. Please don't be afraid." Because you are already dead! You have already sacrificed your lives for the country. Our brothers and friends stand with the heroes lying in the Kangxi Valie Martyrs' Cemetery, waiting for us, waiting for us to embark on the road to the underworld together, waiting for us to walk hand in hand to the heavens of heroes and warriors! ”
"Even if we hit the road, we will never be alone!" Zhanxiage shouted with all his might, "Brothers, let's have a fair counterattack!" Let's go die together! Remember, the heroes of the Kingdom of Heaven are watching us. Let the heroes of the Kingdom of Heaven see that our new generation of soldiers of the Republic still retains that unwavering and unwavering military spirit! ”
Looking at this moment, like a war god in the ninth heaven, his entire body surging with a mighty battle flame, and feeling his calmness, composure, and even contempt in the face of death, the seventeen trainees of China's Fifth Special Forces felt a surge of unyielding passion suddenly igniting wildly from deep within their bodies, and they shouted together at the top of their lungs.
Shen Hao, lying not far from them, shouted wildly, "If we want a counterattack, count me in!" ”
Zhao Haiping shouted unwillingly, "Master, I'm going too!" ”
Zhan Xiaoge laughed wildly as he hoisted the AK47 rifle from his shoulder. He raised the bayonet from the barrel and shouted, "Fine, charge! If you've got guts, come with me to the foot of the hill!" ”
Long Jianhui roared, "Zhan Xia Ge, what are you trying to do now?" Come back immediately, that's fate......
Long Jianhui's voice abruptly stopped, because at this moment, Zhanxiage was the first to leap out of the trench made of piled corpses. Behind him were seventeen soldiers of China's Fifth Special Forces, their eyes also burning with blood-red flames and their bodies engulfed in layers of flames!
"Stop saving bullets, shoot for me, let them see what China's special forces are, what a world-class elite unit is!"
Amid the roar of the war hero's song, the guns in the hands of the Fifth Special Forces soldiers began to fire. The long-silent sound of the M134 Fire God bombardment on the battlefield once again carried the terrifying pressure of the Ghostly Wail God, carrying an almost seamless dense line, with no gaps, carrying the anger, blood, and loyalty of Chinese soldiers, launching the most brutal attack on the enemy before them.
No one expected that under these circumstances, Chinese soldiers would still dare to launch a counterattack, and even less could they have imagined that under these circumstances, they would send a suicide squad of only twenty people. Even less would have thought that these twenty men were true sharpshooters!
From the hillside, Chinese soldiers rained down a hail of bullets—a dense rain of bullets, so precise it sent chills down to the bone. Groups of xx terrorists fell one after another. Faced with the all-out assault from the first member of the Fifth Special Forces, the Afghan guerrillas experienced in real combat made the first reaction of the international mercenaries: to immediately find cover and lie down!
These experts, who had survived the flames of war for a long time and believed they had seen real professional soldiers, all had a very similar thought in their minds at this moment: they absolutely must not confront this group head-on!
No one had ever seen such a suicide squad. Each of them was well-equipped, carrying bulletproof vests that even the American Green Forest Special Forces and their international show-style Delta Force could only dream of. As soon as their guns caught fire, at least one of them would fall headfirst on the xx terrorists' side. Moreover, over eighty-five percent of the shots were fatal with a single shot, leaving no chance of fighting back in the forehead!
Facing counterattacks that could not effectively suppress the enemy with firepower, these soldiers performed a series of astonishing and difficult military evasion moves during their high-speed dash.
A mercenary captain saw the Chinese soldiers charging at the front—a soldier about 190 centimeters tall, clearly their captain. Under concentrated fire from at least five automatic rifles, he curled himself into a ball and rapidly rolled and bounced forward, while continuing to fire with his highly recoiled AK-47 rifle. In just a few breaths, he shot down three xx terrorists wielding AK rifles. He clutched his forehead and sighed, "Oh my god!" Our mission this time is supposed to annihilate a third-rate local Chinese army. Where did this special forces come from? Who are they? What kind of opponent are we really fighting?! ”
Zhan Xiaoge braced himself the ground, his huddled body suddenly stretching out in midair. A large volley of rifle bullets struck the hard snow less than fifty centimeters beneath him, leaving a series of deep bullet holes on this land belonging to China. Zhanxiage shook off the AK rifle that had missed bullets again, drew his modified self-defense pistol, and the crisp gunfire rang out in succession. Several terrorists aiming at him and preparing to pull their triggers fell to the ground at a glance.