Chapter 24: Breaking Through the Siege (Part 1)

Zhanxiage landed, kneeling on one knee, gripping the pistol with both hands, minimizing the impact of the pistol's recoil on shooting accuracy. With a chillingly smooth motion, he quickly turned the muzzle, and at an astonishing rate of fire that nearly broke the world record for speed shooters, one terrorist after another fell into pools of blood. Zhanxiage fired while shouting hoarsely, "Charge!" Charge! Charge! Never stop—if you stop, you'll break away from the group and die! ”
On the enemy position, the explosion of grenades suddenly rang out. Amidst the smoke and explosion, a soldier from the Fifth Special Forces fell headfirst to the ground, landing right beside Zhanxia Ge.
Zhanxiage widened his eyes and screamed, "Fuck your mother!" ”
He quickly turned the muzzle of his pistol, and before the muzzle was fully aimed at the opponent, Zhanxiage pulled the trigger hard, calculating in his mind: "I've already fired one, two, three...... Damn, this is bad! ”
"Stuck ......"
A mercenary holding an M16 rifle with an under-barrel grenade launcher looked at the Chinese soldier less than eighty meters away. Now, who didn't know that this group of soldiers, especially the leader of the group, were bona fide sharpshooters? Whoever they were the real fools was staring at the dark muzzle of the pistol pointed at him. The mercenary couldn't help but shout in his heart, "God bless me!" Then, without hesitation, he pulled the trigger at Zhanxia Ge.
On a battlefield filled with bullets, no matter how rigorously trained a soldier is, unless they're a genius, trying to avoid getting hit is nonsense!
A barrage of bullets struck Zhan Xiaoge's chest fiercely. The 5th Special Forces Nano Bulletproof Vest—stronger than the No. 5 bulletproof vest but only a third heavier—saved his life once again. He let out a miserable groan, and within less than eighty meters, the bullets struck his chest knocked him down completely, feeling waves of warmth on his chest. Without reaching out to touch Zhanxiage, he knew that the bulletproof vest he wore, which had already been fired at close range by an AK-47 rifle, finally failed to completely block the second round of intense fire.
"Tap tap......
The crisp sound of double bursts rang out beside Zhanxiage. The mercenary who had just switched to grenades collapsed to the ground. Zhanxiage shook the cold sweat off his forehead and shouted wildly, "Well done!" ”
"Class monitor, I can't take it anymore, you need to run!" A soldier from the Fifth Special Forces soldier, lying on the ground, threw two pistol magazines along with a grenade to Zhanxiage. "If you can find my body, remember to bury me in the Kangxiwa Martyrs' Cemetery. I've already taken out twenty-two enemies—I've already made a profit!" ”
Zhan Xiage quickly glanced at the brother who had just saved his life. The grenade had already blown off both of his legs, and even his left hand had been smashed in the elbow. Just now, he had pressed his chest against the rifle stock and pulled the automatic rifle trigger with his last remaining right hand.
Zhanxiage pulled out a Russian silver wine flask from his pocket that the mercenary captain, nicknamed "South African Flying Tiger," had given him when he had fought shoulder to back, poured all the remaining vodka into this brother's mouth, then jumped up and ran off without looking back!
Suddenly, a piercing whistle from the mortar shell echoed in the sky. Zhan Xiagoge ran at full speed while quickly calculating the mortar shell's impact point in his mind. As the shell whistled past his head, his heart was instantly frozen.
Behind him came the loud roar of the brother whose thighs had both been blown off and whose left elbow had been shattered by bullets: "Squad leader, brothers, I have no regrets even in death!" ”
Immediately behind Zhanxiage, the automatic rifle fired with full force without reservation. A dozen bullets whistled through the air, leaving streaks so beautiful they were almost tragic. In a corner of this blue planet beneath their feet, they carved the last love, last hate, last obsession, and final madness of a Chinese soldier in this world!
"Boom......"
Mortar shells hit the ground, and the roar of the automatic rifle was ...... It stopped.
"Brother...... Sorry! ”
At that moment, Zhanxiage truly wanted to cry. He was crying out in pain, but his mouth was wide open, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Yet something was stuck in his chest, and no matter how hard he tried, the tears in his eyes wouldn't fall, and the screams he had been holding back couldn't be released.
It was only then that Zhan Xia Ge realized that when a person is in extreme pain and hate, they actually have no tears!
Zhanxiage kept running, firing nonstop, dodging nonstop. Bullets flew past him, landing where he had once been before. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck his chest—he had been shot again!
"Wow......"
Zhan Xiage's mouth opened and he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood. Only then did his breathing steady and cry out mournfully, "My brother...... Wow......"
Another mouthful of blood sprayed from Zhanxiage's mouth. Yan Jun, more than thirty meters away, hoarsely shouted, "Class monitor, are you alright?!" ”
Zhanxiage wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve, already soaked in blood several times, and shouted, "I won't die!" Don't look back, kill! Kill! Kill! Keep killing for me! ”
Only the brothers of the Fifth Special Forces would understand that an old-fashioned mortar shell that whistles sharply in the air and flies at a visible speed is as slow as a snail crawling for these rigorously trained professionals. The brother whose legs and left arm were both blown off, in the last few seconds of his life, was able to overcome his fear, and before the scythe of death could take his life, he could unleash such brilliant and beautiful light, because he had to keep shooting , he wants to ...... Cover Zhanxia Ge Breakthrough!
Those who have never set foot in the military camp can never understand the feelings between comrades who share the same pot and sleep in the same dormitory; Those who have never been to war together or faced life-and-death trials together will never understand this kind of love where one can entrust their lives to one another without regret until death!
It was a kind of closer, more caring, and more regretless than bloodline...... True brother!
On the battlefield, facing life and death, the line between hero and coward is only a thin line. At such times, national dignity and national righteousness are all nonsense! Their lives could be lost at any moment. Promotions and wealth, honors and recognitions—in the eyes of these professional soldiers, these were the biggest jokes!
Those who have never been to the battlefield, remember this!
In the end, what truly sustained these soldiers in their bloody battle was nothing else but their survival of the living. They not only hoped to survive but also hoped that their brothers who were closer than their own brothers could ...... Survive!