It has to be said that the 2nd Ranger Company is indeed called the "King of Kings" among the elite. In fact, the several rangers who raided Old Tang did not contact each other in advance, and did not even have the most basic eye contact.

He launched the attack on Old Tang purely based on his instinct on the battlefield.

In the end, the cooperation was flawless, and it can be seen from this how elite this unit is.

To be honest, when encountering such a situation, the average soldier would have collapsed long ago. Even if he still had the means to save his life, he would be frightened by the murderous attack of the rangers.

The same goes for Old Tang. He fought from the white mountains and black waters to the ends of the earth. Old Tang is also a veteran who has experienced many battles, but he has never seen an enemy with such a fierce style, and he can't help but feel a little panicked.

The black ranger behind him seemed to feel Old Tang's anxious mood. The arm that strangled Old Tang's neck was like a noose. He exerted force again. This time, Old Tang finally came to his senses, thinking that he was afraid of him.

Grandma, he wants me to die, and I can’t fucking make it easy for him.

This was a simple and unpretentious idea, but it allowed Old Tang to burst out with endless potential. Even though he was already being lifted up by the black man behind him, Old Tang still used the last bit of strength he could muster to bow.

He raised his legs and struck the black man on the crotch.

The black ranger behind him did not expect that Old Tang would be able to fight back at this time. Secondly, he did not expect that Old Tang would use such a desperate trick and show cruelty. The black ranger who was waiting for Old Tang's death was caught off guard.

Next, I felt an electric shock-like pain three inches below my navel.

Immediately, the sour and crisp sound of eggs being smashed and poured into the pot could be heard in my ears.

At that moment, he couldn't eat anymore, and his whole body was bent into a giant shrimp. Old Tang also took this opportunity to escape successfully, and hurriedly held on to the trench and tried to breathe, but before he could breathe evenly, the black ranger who suffered severe injuries to his lower body

Then he fit in again and pounced.

Old Tang was also startled, wondering if this black thing was made of iron?

However, even if Old Tang wanted to figure it out at this time, he had no time, because the black ranger had already rushed in front of Old Tang. Since he was prepared, Old Tang could still be afraid of him, and faced him with just one breath.

The black ranger rushed over, only to hear a pop, and the two of them bumped into each other.

But at the next moment, Old Tang was still breathing heavily, walking slowly but firmly along the trench, past the black ranger's body, and walked towards the other side, while the black ranger looked ahead with wandering eyes.

, a little confused, a little helpless, and a little scared.

The hand that once strangled Old Tang was raised with difficulty, trying to grasp the three-edged military thorn that pierced his chest, but it was still unable to move. It was not until Old Tang staggered past him that the Black Ranger

His knees softened, he knelt on the spot, and immediately lowered the cruel black head on his face forever...

"I have a good physique, but I'm a little too young."

Old Tang touched the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was lucky enough to take a three-edged military thorn from the trench while he was breathing, and then he had the upper hand in the head-to-head confrontation with the black ranger. Otherwise, the two of them would have just relied on each other.

In a physical confrontation, it's really hard to say who will win and who will lose.

Fortunately, Old Tang won in the end, but he had no time to spare. First he knocked over a ranger with the butt of his rifle, then stabbed one to death with a bayonet, and then picked up a "Bobosha" submachine gun.

, two people suddenly died, and then the soldiers of the heavy fire company on the same position drove the 2nd company of the US Rangers down Neutron Mountain...

After a quick inventory after the war, the heavy fire company, which already had less than 50 people, had suffered nearly 20 casualties in the brief hand-to-hand battle just now.

After listening to Fang Liang, who was acting as a temporary statistician, finish saying the name of the last soldier who died, Old Tang said nothing. He just leaned at the entrance of the tunnel and silently lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then placed it in the tunnel.

On the steps at the entrance, he said: "Better go, brothers!"

Only then did he suppress the deepest grief in his heart, turned his head and said hoarsely to the beam: "Place all the brothers who left, and try to collect all the parts that were blown up. It's not easy to come out.

It’s best to dress up when you go back.”

"Understood!"

Fang Liang nodded heavily. In fact, Fang Liang had already done this without Old Tang's explanation. However, the enemy's artillery fire was too fierce. The bodies of many soldiers who were directly hit could only be roughly gathered together. This was also the most important thing for Fang Liang.

It was a pity, so he tried his best to record the names and birthplaces of the fallen soldiers in detail in the notebook he carried with him, which could be regarded as making up for the regret.

Old Tang fell into silence again and cast his gaze outside the tunnel, where trenches were crisscrossed and bomb craters were made up. But compared to the dense craters and trenches, the most shocking thing was the inch-by-inch dark red mottled skin, which is all from human bodies.

The strange color of blood solidified in the soil.

There are enemies, but most of them are left by the soldiers of the heavy fire company. For the safety of the main force of the volunteers, and for the safety of the motherland behind them, they use their passion and blood here to resist the enemy's steel roar, even if every time

Every inch of the land has been dyed red by the blood of the martyrs, but the living people still refuse to retreat, no matter what, just because of the saying "people are in the position."

"boom"

Just when Old Tang looked at the mottled blood on the position, his eyes slightly moist, a missile exploded on the position, and then waves of rain of bullets began to pour on the surface of Neutron Mountain, a huge

The explosion made it impossible for Old Tang to stand at the entrance of the tunnel, and it also allowed Old Tang to recover from his sadness.

On the way back to the tunnel, Old Tang asked the beam beside him: "Are everything ready?"

"There are fifteen in total, enough for the American troops who come up to drink a pot."

"That's good!"

Old Tang only said these three words, and he was so calm that he seemed indifferent, but Fang Liang knew that his company commander was really angry...

Wharton was also angry!

The overwhelming artillery fire reduced the height of Neutron Mountain by two meters. Under such a powerful firepower attack, the 2nd Ranger Company, known as the elite "King of Kings", was pressed up. As a result, they were still defeated.

The man left nearly half of his body behind and retreated in despair.

Seeing this situation, Colonel Wharton's lungs almost exploded. You must know that at this time, the troops in other directions have made more or less progress, only he was nailed to the same place by the neutron mountain like a nail.

He couldn't move either.

Being valued by Van Fleet in this way, he was very embarrassed among his colleagues. After scolding the Ranger commander assigned to him, he immediately organized nearly a hundred artillery pieces and two groups of combat aircraft to focus on bombardment of neutrons.
Chapter completed!