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¡°Dong dong dong dong¡¡±
Although the heavy machine gun also uses blank ammunition, when the 12.7-caliber blank ammunition is fired continuously, the flames from the muzzle can be more than half a meter long, and the firing sound is even deafening.
This time, the scene was finally shaken to silence.
The second battalion commander jumped out of the car to call for a car fiercely, and was about to curse, when the tired and panting Rabbit in the inner circle took the lead in "firing".
"Come on! Why don't you rush! You're scared! You guys are cowards who can't afford to play!"
"Who are you scolding?" a platoon leader in the crowd asked loudly, scratching his neck.
"I'm scolding you!" Rabbit raised his hand and pointed at the other party, and then pointed at the group of red officers and soldiers in front of him one by one: "You, you, you, you, especially you! All of you are cowards who can't afford to be fooled!
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªWhat¡¯s the matter with you?¡±
Being scolded like this, not to mention a group of big-headed soldiers, even the commander of the second battalion¡¯s intracranial pressure was so angry that he was so angry.
With the wind at his feet, he walked up to Rabbit in a few steps, raised his finger and pointed at him and asked: "Which unit are you from? Tell me your name!"
"My name?" Rabbit glanced disdainfully at the lieutenant colonel rank of the commander of the second battalion.
He said arrogantly: "My basic information, you brigade commander are not qualified to ask, who are you?"
As soon as Rabbit's words came out, the other nine boys around him showed proud and disdainful smiles at the same time, making the second battalion's eyes red with anger.
The Rocket Force is definitely a high-end unit in the military. Not only is the salary good, but officers of the same rank are generally half a level or even one level higher than other units.
For ordinary soldiers below, high school education or equivalent is the basic level, and a large number also have junior college and undergraduate degrees.
¡°It¡¯s just such a group of guys who usually have a sense of superiority, but they are suddenly despised by others. You can imagine the annoyance in their hearts.
A platoon leader with a red card from the third company just got punched in the nose and barely managed to faint. Now the fire is coming, and the fist is about to hit.
How could the rabbit be afraid of him? He raised his hand and pointed: "Come on, little bastard!"
With this finger, the red card platoon leader really didn¡¯t dare to do it.
He has just graduated from undergraduate degree. Although he is not big, his brain is not stupid. Previously, a group of people swarmed and attacked fiercely. If they exhausted the opponent's energy in one go, it would be no problem to beat them up in the end.
But now you can tell from the other person's breathing that he has recovered, and if you go up there, you will be beaten.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Originally, a few soldiers planned to take advantage of the situation and continue fighting. But the leading red card platoon leader gave up, and several soldiers lost their temper.
We can only rely on the strength of the crowd and glare at the ten people in the inner circle.
The commander of the second battalion was also extremely regretful. He was so angry that he subconsciously asked a question.
Now he reacted after being injured by the opponent. The ten boys surrounded in front of him were definitely members of the blue team's special operations team.
Although the density of individuals in the Rocket Force is much higher than that of conventional troops, compared with the special operations troops that are responsible for actual combat missions, it is not even a bit worse.
What's more, the two units belong to different military regions. No matter how high your military rank is, you are not qualified to question the other party's information.
The people below were intimidated and did not say anything. The commander himself was also insulted and speechless. The commander of the second battalion could not find a way to vent his anger.
Angry, he pointed at Rabbit and shouted: "No matter which unit you are from, just because of your attitude in talking to superior officers, I will punish you today."
"The big clove of garlic that is pretending to be fart is not afraid of the wind flashing its tongue!" The rabbit was not afraid at all.
With a sneer on his face, he asked: "Return to the superior officer, who gave you the face?"
The commander of the second battalion glanced at the rank of second-level sergeant on Rabbit's shoulder, and then glanced at the faces of the other boys around him, which seemed to be a sneer.
It's a little guilty.
All units with actual combat missions have a very high proportion of officers.
In ordinary grassroots units, there has long been no mention of soldiers being promoted. But among the special operations forces, it is still a very common thing.
¡°After all, military exploits, no matter what the year, are valuable in hard currency.
The rabbit itself is twenty-six or seventeen years old. He has been exposed to wind and rain all year round, and his skin is rough and his face is dark.
In addition, from the early morning to now, the face that has been touched by camouflage oil is dirty.
At first glance, you can¡¯t tell your actual age.
?Everyone pays attention, prepare rifle grenades, grenades, and rocket launchers, and never let the tank rush into the 800-meter distance of the launching position. "
The old kite suddenly jumped out, startling everyone around him.
But at this time, the entire camp is strictly implementing light control.
Even people nearby could only see the figure of the old kite, but could not see his appearance clearly.
But one thing is certain, he emerged from the direction of the battalion headquarters.
Coupled with the content of what he shouted, no one doubted his identity in a short period of time.
The old kite didn't give others a chance to think carefully. He kept walking and yelled: "Attention, platoon leaders of each squad, if the tank rushes closer, be sure to organize and avoid it.
There were several accidental injuries in the Second Battalion. Don¡¯t let me get mad and use your body to block the tracks.
Did you hear it clearly? "
"yes!"
"clear!"
"Understood~"
"clear!"
The shouts from the old kite spread so far in the night sky that the sentries and standby personnel around the launch site heard that the Blue Army special forces were rushing over in a tank stolen from the second battalion.
Subconsciously, they were paying attention to several directions of the Second Battalion, points where tanks could pass.
In the darkness, nine groups of people on the other side of the launch site took advantage of this opportunity to silently "kill" two hidden sentries that were in the way.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? With the battlefield monitor to shine on the opponent's face, and after whispering a few warnings, he bent down and touched into the launching position (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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