Chapter 41: Going Home

"I'm fucking crazy, that's my instructor and big brother!"
The crisp sound of AK rifles echoed across the hillside. Two gleaming bullet casings joyfully leapt out of the barrels, rolling and circling in the air. When they finally landed on the hard rock beside Zhanxiage with a "ding-clang," the second sniper of the Chechen guerrillas also tilted from a large tree 300 meters away and fell heavily from above.
"Tap, tap!"
"Tap, tap!"
"Tap, tap!"
……
The rapid, yet uniquely rhythmic sound of AK rifle double shots echoed continuously on the hillside. Zhanxiage repeatedly pulled the trigger of his rifle, and bullet casings kept flying out of the chamber. Two heavy machine gunners of the Chechen partisans, the howitzer gunners of the Chechen guerrillas, and the new rocket gunners all fell to the ground, trailing with dazzling blood sprays.
No one can escape Zhanxiage's sniper from above, and no one can escape the revenge of the angry bullets. More than two hundred Chechen guerrillas were stunned by Zhanxiage alone and with one gun. When they finally reacted, in a corner of the jungle above them, the roar of handheld heavy machine guns suddenly rang out. The Chechen guerrillas, almost completely unprepared with their backs to the forest, were swept down in large numbers by Oranya.
Immediately to the left of the war heroic song, the distinctive gunfire of the Chinese Fifth Special Forces' Type 02 automatic rifle set to single-shot sniper mode also rang out.
Zhan Xiagage whispered in his heart, "Thank you, my brothers!" ”
No matter what kind of enemies he challenged, no matter how much Olan Lia was dissatisfied with the times, whenever the gunfire began, they would always firmly shield the war hero song. Without this kind of team chemistry and trust, they could never have lasted until now, let alone be called a 'three-headed snake' by the Chechen guerrillas!
They are a trinity!
Listening to the rapid, rhythmic gunfire on the hillside and watching the Chechen guerrillas' heavy firepower being muted one by one, Zhu Jianjun shouted loudly, "It's the Song of Chivalry! The Song of Chivalry is eight hundred meters ahead of us!" We can't keep passively taking hits; we need to coordinate with Zhanxiage to counterattack, or else they'll soon be completely suppressed by the enemy's firepower! ”
Gu Nianqing and Bai Yi shouted in unison. Gu Nianqing had just poked his head out from his hiding spot. A Chechen veteran, less than five hundred meters away from him, had already locked onto his hiding spot for over three minutes and was waiting to snipe him. With a cold smile, he pulled the trigger of his weapon.
"Smack!"
The bullet grazed the brim of Gu Nianqing's steel helmet, sliding a brilliant spark before her eyes.
"So beautiful......"
Just as this thought flashed through Gu Nianqing's mind, the bullet pierced straight into his brows. The reflexes struck Gu Nianqing, who had been hit, collapsed headfirst to the ground without resistance.
Bai Yi cried out in grief, "My brother! ”
Bai Yi had truly been away from the Fifth Special Unit for too long. He had truly integrated into the life of an ordinary person, possessing the joys and sorrows that only ordinary people deserve, and gained respect and longing for life. Watching his brothers, who once shared the same pot and squeezed into the same trench, collapse before him, Bai Yi went crazy!
He suddenly jumped up, raised his weapon, and fired wildly at the enemy without hesitation. Faced with this absolutely unexpected attack and caught in a pincer attack from two forces, the Chechen guerrillas fell into a brief moment of chaos. But at that moment, the long-silent heavy machine gun suddenly began to roar frantically again. A string of bullets capable of piercing any conventional bulletproof vest streaked out bright streams through the air, crashing fiercely toward Bai Yi.
A sudden blood-red blur appeared in Bai Yi's eyes as he sobbed hoarsely, "Captain?! ”
Just as the heavy machine gun began to roar, Zhu Jianjun leapt up like lightning, using all his strength to forcefully push Bai Yi aside. But because of his sprint momentum, he happened to be standing right where Bai Yi had just been. A dozen bullets struck Zhu Jianjun's chest, hitting the best soldier and instructor of the Fifth Special Forces—who was absolutely calm on the battlefield and possessed the strongest survivability!
Blood poured from more than a dozen bullet holes on Zhu Jianjun's body at once. Gritting his teeth, he raised his automatic rifle, and amid a barrage of gunfire, the Chechen heavy machine gunner fell headfirst onto the gun. At the same time, Zhu Jianjun felt his feet go weak, an irresistible pressure spreading from him, and he involuntarily fell to the ground.
Bai Yi lunged forward recklessly, hugging Zhu Jianjun and rolling several times. The two of them crashed heavily into cover that could temporarily shelter them from the enemy's heavy bullets. Shaken, Zhu Jianjun's eyes widened and his throat hissed. He raised his right fist and slammed it hard into his chest, riddled with bullet holes.
"Pfft......"
Hot blood spurted fiercely from Zhu Jianjun's mouth, and at the same time, he finally let out the stifling breath that had been lingering in his chest and abdomen.
"Captain, why are you doing this? You know full well that if you push me away, you'll be hit by a bullet. Why did you do this? Don't tell me you're Zhu Jianjun. The Zhu Jianjun I know is the coldest and purest combat machine. He never makes mistakes, and he certainly doesn't foolishly use his body to shield others from bullets! ”
Bai Yi held Zhu Jianjun's battered body, frantically trying to press down on Zhu Jianjun's wounds. He wanted Zhu Jianjun's blood not to flow so quickly, but with only two hands, facing the dozen bullet holes, big tears streamed down his face, falling heavily onto Zhu Jianjun's face. He sobbed hoarsely, "Tell me, you're not Zhu Jianjun! Tell me, you're not him at all!" If you really were Zhu Jianjun, how could you have become so foolish, so foolish?! ”
"Because...... You're already a man, and I'm still a combat machine! Zhu Jianjun gazed at the tears at the corner of Bai Yi's eyes and said softly, "Among us brothers, only you are married, you have your own family, your own children, and your own responsibilities. I can't stop you from following me back to the battlefield, but I absolutely cannot just watch you die on the battlefield." Since Long Jianhui can take a bullet for you, I, Zhu Jianjun, can also take a second, third, and even the hundredth bullet for you! If only one of us can make it back alive, I hope that person is you—Bai Yi! ”
"Bai Yi!" Zhu Jianjun suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Yi's hand tightly. He shouted hoarsely with all his might, "Help me up!" ”
Zhu Jianjun, who had sat up again, grabbed Tie Hui's heavy machine gun, now stained bright red with blood. He pointed at the hill where Zhanxiage was hiding and shouted, "While I can still pull the trigger, I'll cover you!" Bai Yi, run as hard as you can, use all the strength of your death scythe to run, run up that hillside, run to Zhanxia Ge. If you can see him alive, all you need to do is tell him one thing: our brothers' sacrifice will not be in vain! ”
Bai Yi stared at Zhu Jianjun, covered in blood and filth, with only a few minutes left to live. If he pulled the automatic rifle trigger, Zhu Jianjun might die instantly, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
"This is on the battlefield, what are you daydreaming about?!" Zhu Jianjun shouted wildly, "Bai Yi, you fucking run!" Run! Run! Run! If you can't escape this ambush in the chaos, if you wipe us out, even if I go to hell or heaven, I'll despise you for the rest of my life! Do you understand? Not only will I despise you for this life, but in my next life, for all eternity, I will keep despising you! A guy who can't even run is even more damn unworthy of being my friend Zhu Jianjun!! ”
Bai Yi wiped away the tears from his eyes and looked deeply at Zhu Jianjun once again. His nose involuntarily tingled once more. He knew this was the last time he would see this brother, this respectable captain!
On this battlefield littered with bullets everywhere, thrown into chaos by Zhanxiage and the others sniping from above, Bai Yi took a deep breath and suddenly let out a wild howl like a wounded beast. Zhu Jianjun's heavy machine gun began firing wildly, while Zhu Jianjun summoned all his strength and shouted, "Bai Yi, run!" ”
Bai Yi's right leg slammed hard against the hard ground. His body shot out like an arrow released from a bow, with bullets whistling wildly past his face. The burning pain blurred Bai Yi's eyes once again with tears. At that moment, he heard Zhu Jianjun's shout: "Bai Yi, if you can make it back alive, don't go to the battlefield again." You're no longer a qualified soldier. Go be a genuine, ordinary man and take good care of your wife and son! ”
Everyone present—whether it was Zhanxiage, South African Flying Tiger Oranya, Zhao Haiping, or the Chechen guerrillas who had experienced two civil wars and were truly battle-hardened—were stunned.