Fang De cursed, "Say!"

"As the Red Army team successfully infiltrated our military camp and burned down the military supplies warehouse, we no longer have the qualifications to use the remaining fighter jets in this exercise due to our lack of fuel and damage to fighter jets."

"The military Curry's bazooka, cannon cart, tank, and armored tanks can no longer be used..."

"How could Leng Huoyan have such a big noise?" Bing Deyao asked subconsciously again.

The little soldier listened and interrupted in a hurry.

"Captain, this is not a cold flame, this is a real flame! Our combined circuit and oil are all burned out! Tanks, fighter planes, and artillery explosions have burned the back mountain!"

Damn it!

The battle was so hard that he couldn't hold back. His face froze and he grabbed the broken corner of the table. "The exercise is just an exercise, and the artillery fire is over. These soldiers are tired of living. Why do you need to ignite the fire and explode the military warehouse!"

It was the first time he had been so cowardly in his life!

"What the hell is going on?"

The correspondent frowned and looked at the person who was passing the message, wondering, "The circuit is burned?"

The soldier nodded, "Yes, many places in the camp have already lost power."

When the war turned around and looked at the electronic monitoring, sure enough, most of the covered areas were completely blacked out.

His teeth creaked, "Check, use the backup system to check for me! I want to know who the leader of the Hunter Mercenary Squadron this time is! Absurd!"

"Report--"

"What happened again? Hum?" Fang De stood outside the door and trembled in his voice. He had never been so afraid of the word "report" in his life, and he shouted it out of the mouth of the lowest corporal!

A thin soldier ran in from the combat command center, and seemed to be looking around the command center with great enthusiasm. He actually bypassed Fang De and ran directly to the innermost battle. "Captain, our radar car was blown up!"

Fang De frowned, obviously not satisfied with the soldiers' behavior, but now the situation is urgent, so he can't let it think so much.

"What?" At this moment, several guards were guarding the middle. He was obviously unhappy when he heard the news and immediately ordered: "Where are the engineers? Have you sent the engineers to repair them?"

The little soldier looked lost in his eyes and said with grievance.

"The commander, the engineers have been killed..."

Dead people will not use wrench to repair radars by themselves.

So, the radar is no longer saved.

Fang De's eyebrows and beard were both raised, and he couldn't lift it up in one breath. "Why are you going to be dead one after another? What's this called?"

If there were no radar cars, who would block the Red Army's bombers?

At this time, the little soldier standing in front of the war bent his wrist and a piece of black thing slowly slid out on his cuffs.

At this time, Bing Deyao, who was sitting next to the battle, flashed with a sharp eye, and the little soldier paused.

Bing Deyao narrowed his eyes and was about to ask the little soldier's name.

But when the war came, he made an order. He pulled out the flagpole of the plane on the military combat map and ordered.

"Give me the ground-guided anti-aircraft gun-"

At this moment, a burst of exclamation came from the door, followed by a fierce discussion between the soldiers, "How did you find the military flag?!"

"This is really great!"

"Your team is amazing!"

“Where to find it…”

"It's saved now..."

The eyes of Zhanhou, immersed in sorrow, opened suddenly, his eyes glowed, and he looked at the door, as if he was expecting.

At this time, the little soldier who reported the radar battle situation in front of him received the gaze of the battle and ran out of the door with great eyesight. After glanced around, he turned around and looked overjoyed. His dark eyes were bright, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed. "Captain! The military flag has really been retrieved!"

"Let them bring it in..." Zhan Hou said anxiously.

Bing Deyao stared at the little soldier, always feeling something was wrong.

At this time, the little soldier walked back with a embarrassed look on his face.

"The soldiers outside surrounded the crowd and couldn't let go no matter how hard they called. Why don't you go out and see?"

The Marquis of Zhan hesitated for a moment before he walked out of the command center happily, followed by several guards, and protected him firmly in the middle, and the little soldiers walked on both sides of him.

The battle was obviously urgent, and the five or six rows of medals were shaking on his chest.

"Where?"

After searching for a while, no one was seen. The blue soldiers gathered in groups and were discussing something enthusiastically.

Suddenly, a small path was made clear in the crowd. A small soldier holding the blue military flag in his hands walked up and held the military flag in his hands to the front of the Marquis of Zhan.

The blue military flag is also printed with the Chinese servant's badge and logo.

After stroking the war, it was really a military flag. The corners of his mouth were wide open and he couldn't help asking!

“Where did you find it?”

The little soldier who presented the military flag smiled inadvertently. His dark and beautiful eyes met his eyes that were vicissitudes of war. His little face, which was black and green and brown, seemed to be blowing by the spring breeze, said softly.

"Take it from the military flag station."

Military flag station?

What does this mean?

Zhan Hou and everyone were obviously stunned and did not react.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!