Chapter 274 It's too late

The mountain wind is sobbing, the mountain mists and cliffs, and the blood in the sky is accompanied by the unpleasant smoke.

Gunshots and enemies screaming around you, and the explosions undulate each other. The bayonets are like small boats swaying in the sea. When a big wave hits, he will be forever devastated.

But Baekabad never expected that under such circumstances, he would still be as hard as an immortal young strongman. He watched the enemies around him fall down one by one. When he struggled with his body that was suffering from severe pain, a few steps suddenly sounded on the mountains in the distance.

However, at this moment, the loud charge suddenly sounded on the hill, shocking the entire fierce battle position like a strong hurricane.

At this moment, Liu Changgen, who was dying on the ground, showed a trace of comfort in his eyes.

At this moment, Xiang Hongqi, who was hit by a bullet, was trying hard to get up to stop the enemy from advancing, and tears of excitement flowed out of his eyes.

At this moment, Wen Feng, who was fighting dozens of times of South Korean soldiers, let out a roar. He shouted and stood up. The bullets in his hand rushed towards the enemy with all the anger and resentment in his heart.

All the South Korean soldiers showed disbelief in their eyes. The American soldiers who were supervising the battle behind slowly retreated in horror. A momentum that made him feel unstoppable came from the positions of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade soldiers. No matter how many of them were, no matter how advanced their weapons were, no matter how fierce their firepower was, they felt that the shocking and killing spirit of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade soldiers' positions were unable to deal with it.

"Roar! Shoot at the enemy!"

The flames suddenly sounded a roar like hell, and the Vietnamese rebels surrounding the bayonets fell to the ground one after another. Countless figures surged out from the end of the mountains, angry faces, excited expressions, and decisive charges rushed towards the Vietnamese rebels on the position like a tide.

They crossed the bayonet, they crossed the blood stains left by the bayonet during the bloody battle with the Vietnamese rebels. Their bullets were denser than the rain. The grenades they threw were as terrifying as hail. In the panic gaze of the Vietnamese rebels, they looked at the charge of the brave and invincible Hurricane Special Forces Group soldiers. They had no courage to fight each other and had to roll and crawl down the hill one by one.

The Vietnamese rebels were panicked, they were scared, and the enemy's arrogance was completely eliminated, and they could no longer care about the bayonet they wanted to kill just now.

I just saw victory, so I mustered up my courage, but amid the earth-shaking shouts on the battlefield, their bravery immediately disappeared without a trace.

The bayonet was dreaming, and the guy came to his senses until a voice that warmed him sounded by his side:

"Battle, bayonet... Are you okay! Don't scare people, live for me!"

The person who spoke was Wen Feng. At this time, he saw the bayonet's heart sinking. Wen Feng felt the crisis of death. When he saw the bayonet, the guy was covered in blood. He didn't know whether it was the blood he shed or the enemy's, but seeing the bayonet's face pale and his body limp, he felt chills all over. This man who was like an iron man who had been born and died many times wouldn't have fallen like this.

"You...how did you come here alone? Why don't you contact us?"

The bayonet was carrying a single-soldier communication system on his back. Wen Feng hadn't heard the bayonet for a long time. The third squadron had asked another soldier to take over the leadership. Wen Feng even thought that the bayonet had died, but when he rushed here, he saw the bayonet. This guy was killed with a group of Vietnamese rebels alone, like a god of war, but it scared Wen Feng very much.

"Brother, hold on!"

The enemy was quickly driven down by the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade. Wen Feng led the Sixth Squadron and the Fourth Squadron to chase the enemy. He saw the bayonet fighting with the enemy from afar, so he rushed over without hesitation. His nature seemed to be in time. Wen Feng helped the bayonet up and saw that the guy was still gasping for breath, he couldn't help but encourage him eagerly.

"Big...Captain...Cough cough...Give me...Water..."

The bayonet raised his head with difficulty. He opened his mouth, but felt his throat was extremely dry and he couldn't say anything, so he couldn't help but gesture to Wen Feng.

"Water, here we come, I'll give it to you..."

Wen Feng quickly untied the kettle and handed it to the bayonet. Cold sweat broke out from his head. He didn't know where the bayonet was injured. He saw that the bayonet seemed very weak, so he was really scared!

"I...I'm thirsty, it's okay, I don't seem to be hurt!"

But in fact, this boy, Baekabad, is so hard that it is hard to imagine. He just wanted to speak, but he didn't say it. He really had a lot of shouting and ate a lot of gray hair. After drinking two sips of water, the bayonet immediately recovered.

"Big... Captain, there is an ambush from the enemy in front of you. Tell the soldiers not to go over and be careful of the enemy's siege!"

Looking at the captain's worried look, Baekabad felt his body. It seemed that it was not particularly uncomfortable except for the loss of strength, but he didn't care much at this time. He quickly reported to Wenfeng, fearing that Wenfeng would be fooled and rushed over with the soldiers.

"How...how could it be?"

Wen Feng was surprised. He was very surprised. Then he asked in an almost incredible voice: "Aren't the soldiers of your third squadron reporting to us that the enemy is running away in this direction?"

"No...no, one of us soldiers seems to have been captured. I followed the enemy all the way!"

The bayonet was surprised, but he reacted very quickly and immediately thought of the captured soldiers and the individual communication system on him. The bayonet speculated:

"I discovered a female spy from the Vietnamese army and found this from her body. I found that this was an ambush circle. There were many enemies on the opposite mountain. We must be careful!"

"Can you roughly be sure how many of them have?"

Wen Feng was shocked suddenly. He immediately realized something was wrong. When he heard the bayonet say that a soldier in the third squadron was captured, he immediately believed the bayonet's words.

The battle last night went smoothly. The Vietnamese rebels were beaten to the point of blood under the attack of the Hurricane Special Forces. When the first batch of Vietnamese rebels with about 300 people were defeated and most of them were annihilated, Wen Feng and other soldiers surrounded the other enemies who had caught up.

After about an hour of fighting, the enemies were not stupid. As soon as they found something was wrong, the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade were catching their way, and these guys began to flee desperately. In order to eliminate these enemies, Wen Feng followed with the Fourth Squadron and the Sixth Squadron. Then he asked the other squadrons to continue to follow Wen Jinyong's large army and constantly put pressure on them.

The enemy is very bachelor, and he runs away while fighting, and will never follow the direction of Wen Jinyong's brigade.

Wen Feng led the two brigades to chase after him for a long time, and gradually felt something was wrong, because he found that these enemies were actually not as weak as he thought, and even had strong combat capabilities.

Judging from the situation during the battle, although these enemies are constantly fleeing, they actually have a very systematic fight.

For example, once Wen Feng and the others chased them very close and were about to surround them, there would always be some people in this army who took the initiative to come out to block Wen Feng and the others, making it impossible for the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade to continue to follow them.

To be honest, these guys who can help the Vietnamese rebels cut off the rear are all very well-trained, and most of them are not afraid of death and fighting very hard. Whenever their people are behind, they can put some pressure on the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade from several directions. So even Wen Feng led nearly 300 soldiers, he could not eat them in one bite, and he was finally brought here all the time.

While chasing the enemy along the way, Wen Feng attacked the enemy who had broken the rear several times, and he began to have some questions. When he saw the bayonet here, he finally felt what the enemy's purpose was. At this time, he naturally asked the situation of the bayonet's ambush circle with great concern.

"I...I can't be sure, but the Vietnamese rebels here... should not be less than the two battalions of troops!"

If there is only the enemy on the opposite mountain alone, there is at least one battalion based on the bayonet's initial judgment, but the bayonet does not add the enemy below the mountain where they are now. If the enemy's troops are used reasonably, there will be at least two battalions.

"At least two battalions? Are there so many people in the enemy?"

Is the troops of the second battalion? That means there should be at least one thousand people. Wen Jinyong's troops had no other troops except these 800 people left. Wen Feng did not receive any reports from the soldiers of the Eighth Squadron along the way. The thousand people emerged from there, which really made Wen Feng a little puzzled.

"Captain, don't worry about so much, take the soldiers and retreat quickly. I'm worried that the enemy will surround us and we will be in trouble then!"

The bayonet was not as much as Wen Feng thought at this time. What he thought was that if there were enemies in this dense forest and Vietnamese rebels under this mountain, once these enemies were brave, maybe there were not many people who saw Wen Feng and others, and maybe they would even surround them, which would be troublesome.

"Is that so? I want to..."

When Wen Feng heard the bayonet's words, he refused to say anything. Gunshots kept ringing in the distance. Judging from the bayonet's situation, Wen Feng also found that the guy seemed to be not seriously injured. So he looked around and found that the soldiers of the Hurricane Special Forces Brigade began to shoot at the foot of the mountain when they reached the valley, but they were not moved.

"Maybe, it's too late for us to retreat!"

Seeing the soldiers rushing to the hill, they didn't chase them anymore, and gunfire seemed to sound behind them. Then a soldier ran towards him with a somewhat anxious expression about fifty meters. The man was consolidation. Wen Feng seemed to understand something. His face changed and murmured...

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