Zheng Yingqi pulled the trigger lightly and took the lead in the start of the last defensive battle - the US military in the D-squad position looked at that direction in shock. They couldn't believe that the person was still alive. They couldn't believe that the person, who, now, still had the desire to fight, the ability to fight, and the will to fight!

Bang

The bullet penetrated Zheng Yingqi's left shoulder.

boom

The explosion suddenly sounded less than eight meters away from Zheng Yingqi. The shock wave drove away the only two magazines left by Zheng Yingqi, and even Zheng Yingqi rolled in the explosion.

Even if the D team was short of people, the Rangers and Delta team members here never gave up their support to the lonely horns. Gordon and Shugat shot hard and knocked down one enemy after another.

"He's dead!"

Terry held up the telescope and looked at the Somali who had given up attacking Zheng Yingqi, and said in a low voice.

"No... he is not dead, he is still fighting!" Gordon and Shu Jiate said firmly, but everyone knew that the warrior who was like a god of war and had an iron will was really dead.

However, just three minutes later, the gunshots rang over there again.

"He's still fighting...he's not dead yet!" Goodell screamed and said in ecstasy.

Facing the Somalis who had reached the gate of the position, these Rangers and Delta warriors encouraged themselves and said, "Yes, he is still fighting...we can still fight!"

Zheng Yingqi fired the magazine empty. In the rain of bullets, he struggled to move his body with a lot of holes. He found a magazine washed away by the shock wave, replaced it, and then continued to fire.

Finally, the magazine was empty, and even when the Somalis gave up on his siege because of his almost miraculous stubbornness, Zheng Yingqi took out his pistol and continued to stubbornly fire at the enemy, although he started from the last two magazines, his accurate head was as bad as the Somalis.

He kept muttering something. If someone approached Zheng Yingqi at this time and knew Chinese, he could hear Zheng Yingqi repeating:

"Life is endless...the battle continues..."

"There is still a breath...the battle...it will never stop..."

In the Somalis's position, the short black man finally ordered: "Go a few people and bring that person back to me. I want to see what kind of person this is!"

"yes!"

11; 02 points.

Just when this short black man wanted to see who could fight continuously while his body was full of holes, the B Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 14th Regiment of the 10th Mountain Division's Quick Response Force finally broke out numerous blocks and entered the second crash point. The machine gunners knocked several black men cruising in the north into sieves.

"God!"

The US military of Company B, after stepping into the position of the second crash point D, was stunned by the scene in front of him. According to the command center, there should be 27 people and 1 body here, but now they see only a dozen wounded wounded people.

"Guys, we can leave!" Company commander B said to these strong warriors.

But no one got in the car. All the wounded pointed to the north and said with great difficulty: "Go there... save people... save people..."

Company commander B looked there and said strangely: "Hey, who is there? Oh, by the way, there are only a few niggers' bodies there..."

He was talking about several corpses that were just blown up by a machine gunner.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Gao Deng struggled to stand up and punched the company commander B in the face.

"Idiots! Are you treating your saviors like this?" Company Commander B cursed angrily, but he was unwilling to attack these fearless heroes.

"There...save people...please...save people..."

"Please... go there... there are our brothers there... to save people..."

Rangers of the D team, Rangers of the H team, members of the Delta, and pilot Durham, all begged.

Company Commander B realized that there was something else, so he simply signaled his subordinates to lift the wounded into the armored vehicle, and he took two armored vehicles to look there. Unexpectedly, all the wounded were unwilling to get on the vehicle, and some insisted:

"Save Moore first...then Moore...please..."

"More? Oliver Moore?" Company Commander B remembered the name Garrison specifically mentioned and quickly signaled the armored vehicle to come over.

The armored vehicle stopped in front of the ruins. A corporal got out of the car and saw a corpse riddled with holes on the ground. When he thought it was a corpse, the hand of the "corpse" suddenly moved, and then the pistol in his hand heard the sound of an air strike.

The corporal was startled and thought it was a corpse. At this time, the corporal's right hand dropped the pistol and moved to the broken left hand with difficulty. After seeing the grenade and the pull ring stained with blood, he realized something, and hurriedly rushed over and held down his right hand, yelling:

"Brother! Brother! It's a friendly army! Friendly army! Take you home!"

"Home……"

"Corpsy" struggled to squeeze out a word from his mouth.

"Sir! Sir!" The corporal began to roar like crazy. Company Commander B was shouted out from the armored vehicle by his subordinates' crazy screams, and saw the "corpse" on the ground.

A corpse full of holes!

"Oh! God!"

Company Commander B called God in shock, and then quickly called the medical soldier.

The medical soldier came out of the armored vehicle, checked the condition of the "corpse", and then said in surprise:

"This is impossible! God! This is impossible! How could he be alive? How could he be?"

He couldn't believe that a corpse that had almost dried up blood and had countless wounds on his body, how could it have a faint breath, a confused look, and a heartbeat!

"He was still firing just now, and he wanted to pull off the grenade just now!" The corporal yelled at the medic: "Save him quickly!"

The corporal didn't know what the warrior had experienced, but judging from the actions of the other party's fire and grenade just now, he had already vaguely understood why those people cared about this person so much...

"Save him quickly! Take him away! Hurry!"

Company Commander B finally understood the reason why the people in the team D were angry and begging, and he shouted wildly.

At 11; 15 minutes, the US troops trapped at the second crash site were rescued, but the 27 people and one corpse were agreed to have been taken away by reinforcements, and only 17 living people and 11 corpses.

At 11:53, reinforcements arrived at the first crash point.

At 2:28 a.m., reinforcements completed the cutting of the Black Hawk and brought out the pilot's body.

At 2:34, with a blast, the Black Hawk wreckage at the first crash site was destroyed, and reinforcements led the last wave of trapped soldiers to evacuate.

At 3:07, the last convoy arrived at the stadium and the whole operation came to an end.

At 3:10, the US military counted the number of people and counted the casualties: a total of 15 US soldiers were killed in this operation, and a Malaysian soldier was killed, of which as many as 73 were injured!

At 3:48, Oliver Moore, sergeant of the B Company D detachment of the Rangers 3rd Battalion, stopped breathing. Although everyone knew that the sergeant should have stopped breathing, he had been working hard to survive until now with his amazing willpower.

At the same time Moore stopped breathing, the soldiers rescued at the second crash site burst into tears, and many people hugged their comrades who comforted them and said:

"We thought we were finished. We thought of surrendering, but Moore kept fighting there, he kept fighting, so... so we kept fighting, fighting... we didn't give up... But Moore... why is it gone..."
Chapter completed!