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"Why..."

The military dog ​​wanted to stick out his tongue and lick his owner's face gently, but its body suddenly stiffened and slowly became soft and cold. Even if it died, it did not close its big eyes full of reluctance and pain. Two big tears slowly oozed out of its eyes, and finally hit the hard land hard, splashing two small waves of mud.

"No……!"

The female policewoman's shrill crying came from far and wide over Zhaojia Village.

The two mine demining experts were covered in blood. They were carried out of the mountain on a stretcher. Before being sent into the ambulance, one of the mine demining experts grabbed Ouyang Zhuo's hand tightly, gasped for a few breaths, and hissed: "Remember, don't try to enter the mountains to chase him again. He is a practical expert who designed thunderbolt! I lost, but I lost... convinced!"

Fourteen soldiers who were sent to the ambulance with two mine demining experts were also sent to the ambulance. The soil paths of the mountains behind Zhaojia Village were already covered with fine blood marks.

A platoon leader took out nineteen shiny bullet shells from his pocket, handed them to the captain, and said with a bitter look on his face: "This is what I picked up from the battlefield!"

Fourteen soldiers whose thighs were pierced by bullets kept moaning before being sent to the ambulance. Five military dogs whose heads were shot were placed horizontally together. Their trainer was carefully covering the military dogs with a piece of white cloth. The captain suddenly felt cold all over his body, and more than a dozen bullet shells made a crisp sound in his hand. After a long time, the captain said tremblingly: "You mean, Zhao Haiping only fired... nineteen shots?!"

The platoon leader knelt in front of the captain with a loud bang. He suddenly hugged the captain's leg and shouted sadly: "He fired nineteen shots! He hid in the bushes, sometimes in trees, sometimes in the pits, and each shot, and took us all around in the mountains! We watched the military dogs we brought were killed by him, and we watched the brothers around him be knocked down one by one, but there was no way. I'm useless, I'm sorry for you, and even more so for those injured brothers!"

"Push..."

Another platoon leader knelt in front of the captain, and he raised his neck and screamed: "We are not afraid of death, but we don't even have the chance to fight with him! Once Zhao Haiping really starts a massacre, what we carry back is not the brothers who are injured in their thighs, but the corpse wounds with their eyebrows that are broken through, cold and cold without any warmth! We soldiers should not be afraid of death, and should have the awareness of sacrificing our lives for the country, but our brothers are also raised by their fathers and mothers, and they are living people! If we insist on going into the mountains to pursue them again, please let us platoon leaders and squad leaders form a team and don't let those soldiers die again! Seeing the children rolling on the ground with injuries one by one, I, the platoon leader... feel distressed!!!"

The platoon leader was scratched with branches and his clothes were covered with dust. He was shocked. A squad leader trembled for a long time. He squad leader squadronized on the ground, patted his head desperately, and shouted: "It's useless for us! Hundreds of us went to hunt down a criminal, but we were beaten out of the position by the enemy and became deserters! This is a shame for our soldiers!!!"

Silent tears slid out of the eyes of more than a hundred passionate men. These are tears of shame, but at the same time, these are tears of pride and pride. Those who have never walked into the military camp and wore the olive green or national defense green will never understand the feelings between these grassroots officers and soldiers. Everyone eats in the same pot, sleeps in the same camp, and faces monotonous and boring training in the same training ground. It is because of these good brothers that the most vigorous enthusiasm will always be retained in the military camp, and batches of passionate heroes will continue to emerge here, and they will use their regretless youth to forge a passionate shield for the Chinese people!

Looking at the whistling ambulance and the tears that surged wildly in the eyes of those passionate men, Ouyang Zhuo went crazy!

He kicked the police car beside him hard, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and re-received the phone from Tong Feng Cheng, Ouyang Zhuo roared at the microphone: "You kid, don't tell me any work rules, don't say anything nonsense to me, tell me everything you know! I don't care about it anymore. If you talk nonsense to me again, I will carry the submachine gun to the mountain and fight with Zhao Haiping! I want to see if the motor reflex nerve in my Ouyang Zhuo's head can be different, and if he can still get back the shot of that doggy-speaking shot and pull him on the road together!"

Wang Ming, the assistant beside Ouyang Zhuo, pulled out the *-type pistol and screamed: "Captain is right, isn't it just a life-threatening thing? Who can't do it? Captain, you want to chase Zhao Haiping, that bastard, is Wang Ming, I. Even if I have a shooting skills, I am not as good as the captain, but at least I have to let that bastard shoot one more and expose his position once more!"

You can smell a strong violent aura on the phone. Feng Zhicheng understood that the flames of anger in his brother's heart were on the verge of an outbreak. Once Ouyang Zhuo's emotions were completely out of control, he really dared to rush into the mountains alone and fight to the death with an enemy who was not on the same level at all!

Feng Zhicheng said: "The things I can find here are very limited. If I guess correctly, Zhao Haiping should be the kind of troops with organization but no numbers. You and I are both people who grew up in the military compound. I think you should understand the meaning and weight of this ‘shadow’ unit?!"

Ouyang Zhuo was really stunned. After a long time, he let out a breath, looked at the mountain in front of him with a strange expression, and murmured: "What do you mean is that Zhao Haiping is like the eldest brother, from... the fifth type special force?!"
Chapter completed!