Chapter 27: Tearing Through the Heavens

At this moment, all talk of jihad, brothers and sisters, religious fanatics willing to sacrifice themselves for Allah—they are like a bunch of rabbits driven by muskets and hunting dogs, stumbling and fleeing chaotically through the icy valley, tears and snot constantly flying from their bodies.
Those who have never truly been on the battlefield may have seen the terrifying force of bombers carpet-bombing in military movies, capable of tearing through the sky, and can read the purest killing power of weapons from the waves of furious smoke. But...... After all, that's just what your eyes see on TV!
In this world, what kind of television can truly show viewers that the group exploded, with shockwave shrapnel covering the entire area, leaving no gaps, no blind spots for firepower, and no chance of survival or possible waves of death? And what kind of television can truly show viewers the terrifying pressure on the hearts of those bombs that roar one after another, one after another, crashing down from the sky?
Many people clearly still have strength, but when faced with the wrath of the Fire God, who can challenge the authority of the gods, their legs go weak, their breathing becomes tense, and after just a few steps, their whole bodies go weak and they just want to lie on the ground and cry out loud.
In fact, whether it's being bombed by planes or by enemy artillery barrages, the most terrifying thing isn't the smoke you see, but what you hear!
Every shell and bomb that hit the ground produced a terrifying explosion far beyond the limits of human ears and minds. At that moment, the entire earth and the space where humans lived would tremble violently. The air you usually couldn't touch or feel was like glass shattered by stones, creating an impact you could feel with your skin. With every bang, your heart involuntarily trembles gently, and your muscles start to beat involuntarily.
When such life-threatening explosions occur, these sound waves that instinctively make living beings feel danger almost connect in a single line, colliding in the air, refracting, reflecting, and bouncing off, striking your body from the ground and air through every possible means, striking your eardrums. Even though the explosion was right behind you, in this situation, you can't help but feel that you are surrounded by the blast! You are now isolated and helpless, swept away by a deadly torrent of enemy bombers or barrages!
In such an environment, your heart will beat faster and faster. No matter how bold or crazy you are, your body's strength will quickly drain!
At this moment, if you cover your ears with your hand, that would be the most unwise move, because the air takes shape, and with the sound of explosions, they crash hard against you, exposing the skin outside your clothes. You can clearly feel the pressure of death. Your heart is disrupted by the tremors coming from the earth, causing the normal heartbeat of living beings to be disrupted.
When facing this kind of carpet bombing by barrage or bombers, your best approach is to shout loudly!
Don't worry about whether your eardrums will lose hearing due to the blast shockwave, or that the sound you shout might not even be audible to you. Now you have to shout with all your might, shout out loud! At this life-or-death moment, let your passion, your unwillingness, your defiance be completely unleashed, and unleash the courage and strength hidden in your life that have yet to be discovered!
Running while shouting loudly, controlling your heartbeat with your own rhythm. With your heart's powerful pumps, a large amount of blood is continuously delivered throughout your body, providing you with wave after wave of explosive power! When you really heat up your body, when you run wildly and shout wildly, in this wandering between life and death, you will find your own rhythm and rediscover the strength and courage of a man!
Zhanxiage was now laughing wildly, carrying Shen Hao while running, laughing and crying at the same time!
He couldn't help but laugh at the war hero song!
Among the more than a thousand "assassin organizations" terrorists, Afghan guerrillas, and international mercenaries besieging them, none escaped this metal flood. They were destined to become the burial victims of Instructor Long Jianhui and 118 Chinese Armed Police soldiers and nine brothers of the Fifth Special Forces in this icy and snowy world.
China aims to rise peacefully. We love peace, and we long for China's 56 ethnic groups to be like brothers and sisters. We hope to coexist peacefully with every neighbor, rather than oppressing anyone or becoming the master.
But when facing the enemy, terrorist provocations, and bloody means, our republic's soldiers are even more bloody and terrifying than they are!
Who is it that kills, when it comes to risking one's life, when it comes to fearless recklessness—in this world, who in the world is the Chinese Army ever afraid of?!
But......
Over a hundred brothers rest here, destined to be shattered and dead in this destructive bombing, yet he was the instigator of the bombing. Thinking of Instructor Long Jianhui's voice and smile, and the youthful eyes of the Armed Police soldiers still filled with innocence and innocence, Zhanxiage felt as if something was pressing into his chest, piercing his heart and making him cry with tears! He was in so much pain that he ran while shedding large tears all over this land.
The carpet-like bombardment wave, a full 150 meters wide, advanced layer by layer. At that moment, Grandpa Reaper finally burst out laughing—finally stunned, finally stunned! He swung his large sickle forward, then with a single slash, swept dozens of "assassin organization" terrorists abandoned by their comrades due to injuries into his pocket.
Run! Run! Run!
Run with all your strength!!
All the terrorists of the "assassin organization," all the Afghan guerrillas, all the mercenaries—they have thrown away their weapons, everything they can throw away. But in this world, who can run a bombing squadron of 150 fighter jets? In this world, who can use their own two legs to outrun the carpet pursuit of bombers?!
Moreover, these terrorists had never been to a battle. They listened to the increasingly close bombardment waves behind them, the roar of over a hundred fighter jets flying overhead. They involuntarily turned to look back. When their gaze finally landed on the waves of explosions soaring into the sky, when their eyes were drawn to the blazing fire behind them and the patches of ice and snow piling up, their resolve was sealed; they were destined to lose the strength to run any further. They were destined to become ashes in this raging torrent of metal and flame!
Zhanxiage carried Shen Hao on his back, but he noticed that the soldiers of the Fifth Special Forces, who had been closely chasing him just moments ago, were actually running at a slower and slower pace! Zhan Xiagage shouted with all his might toward the communicator at his mouth: "Don't look back!" Everyone, laugh with me, go wild with me, and sing the battle song of our Fifth Special Forces with all our might! ”
This is a legendary Chinese combat hero, Fu Yinxue, one of the brightest and most radiant stars of China's Fifth Special Forces, who led the soldiers on the battlefield to sing the unregretful battle song while dodging enemy artillery bombardment!
It has also become the battle anthem of China's Fifth Special Forces!
The night light is cold, the blade is cold.
With a cup of wine and a whip raised, a man sets out,
Before the wine has worn off, the sword's aura rises,
Blood is shed to create painting.
He traveled everywhere in the world dealing with injustices,
Sweeping away all demons and demons from the mortal world.
Drifting and drifting, I glance sideways at the bright moon,
I rise to sing loudly against the wind.
Since ancient times, heroes have often harbored extraordinary ambitions,
Wildly embracing the moon over the vast lands of the nine provinces,
Wishing to transform into a dragon's soul and write the Spring and Autumn Annal
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Sixteen soldiers of China's Fifth Special Forces sang loudly along with the chivalrous song, running faster and frantic, their laughter growing wilder. Zhanxiage suddenly stepped onto a piece of slippery ice, feeling his legs go weak and involuntarily collapse to the ground.
Yan Jun shouted wildly, "Class monitor, let me carry him!" ”
"Do you know my original nickname? They all call me Camel! "Zhanxiage reached out and grabbed Shen Hao's body, letting out a wild howl, and threw him onto his shoulder again. "I refuse to believe that if we didn't die in five hours of enemy attack, we would die under our own air raids!" ”