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- "Safety! Charles, bring the loser here!"
The lieutenant shouted. Then, the building was immediately filled with another kind of scream. The surviving brothers of B Platoon helped all the wounded soldiers of D Company into the building. Cries, screams and moans immediately pierced the ears of everyone present. Bozik took out an infrared marker bomb and threw it into the corner, then shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Gomande 40DA calls blue 29, Gomande 40DA calls blue 29! Over!"
"Blue 29 received, completed!"
"The landing point has been established. Do not fire on an infrared marker seventy yards east of Blue 970. I repeat, the landing point has been established. Do not fire on an infrared marker seventy yards east of Blue 970. complete!"
"Got it, Gormand 40DA!"
Bozik frowned as he looked at the wounded soldier lying on the ground writhing in pain. One man's ankle was broken and his foot was bent into an incredible shape. Some people lost their arms and legs, and their bloody muscles and blood vessels were exposed. One man's ribs were exposed, and the red bones opened and shrank with the breathing of his lungs. Some people's heads were covered with blood and they had to be wrapped with several layers of gauze to no avail. The medical soldiers were so busy that they wished they could grow another hand to relieve the pressure. ah! The screams cut Bozik's eardrums and drove him crazy.
"The 42nd Commando Battalion enters the blue zone!" The walkie-talkie rang again. Lieutenant Bozik suddenly thought of something. He turned around and shouted to his men: "Everyone who can move in Platoon A, follow me!"
"Hoo!" someone answered loudly.
Aerial gunships began to bombard the enemy forces around the landing area indiscriminately. The helicopter formation of the 42nd Assault Battalion took this opportunity to brave the sky and landed at the designated location crookedly. The soldiers jumped out of the helicopter and ran to the roadside. After all the soldiers had left, the helicopter formation couldn't wait to move higher and quickly escape from this terrifying Shura field.
The world was spinning, and it was impossible to tell who was firing and where. The bullets whizzed past the ears, and various ballistics flew around like silver needles, intertwining into a web of death that even a mouse could not crawl through. There were shouts and curses, and missiles trailed thin smoke through the streets. Boom! There were too many explosions to count.
A tank stopped in the middle of the road and violently bombarded the enemy troops upstairs with its 120mm main gun and 12.75mm machine gun. Just then, whoosh! A missile came over and hit the tank. boom! The tank's turret was lifted like a toy. Deadly blasts of shockwaves and shards of steel knocked those around the tank to the ground.
A tank driver covered in fire struggled to get out of the bombed tank, staggered a few steps, then fell to the ground and could not get up again.
Some soldiers risked their lives by running around the tanks and dragging the wounded soldiers behind roadside bunkers. Others hid behind the tanks, using the tanks as bunkers to cover their teammates to rescue the wounded soldiers.
"Medical soldiers!" someone shouted.
Snapped! A fatal bullet hit Medson hard in the neck. Madson threw his head back and fell to the ground, his rifle falling to the side. Hiss, light red blood spurted out from the wound and splashed everywhere. Lieutenant Bozik rushed forward, grabbed Medson and dragged him desperately behind a broken wall.
"Medic!" the lieutenant roared.
Hissing, blood is still pouring out. Madson opened his mouth and stared. He tried to breathe, but couldn't get any air in. Lieutenant Bozik hurriedly took out the hemostatic cloth, pressed it on Medson's wound, and said to Medson: "Hang on, stay with me, look into my eyes, breathe, don't you still have to shoot five?" A hundred-acre farm? Hold on, you can go home soon."
"Medic!" The lieutenant raised his head and roared again.
Madson twisted in pain and struggled to kick his legs. One of his hands was holding his neck, and the other hand was firmly grasping Bozik's collar. There was blood in his mouth and neck, and he couldn't hold on much longer.
Finally, a medical soldier ran over and began to rescue Medson. Bozik held Medson's blood-stained hand and kept saying: "Hold on, breathe quickly, you will come back alive and open your small farm in Austria."
The lieutenant turned his head and subconsciously looked at the destroyed tank next to him. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure appearing behind the tank. He took a closer look and saw that it was Sergeant Flotz!
Flotsz lay down behind the tank and shot at the enemy soldiers. After a while, Flotz had used all the bullets in the magazine. He drew back, pulled the bolt of the gun with a click, and removed the empty magazine. He inadvertently raised his head and spotted Bozik.
Frotz smiled bitterly at Bozik.
??boom! A dazzling flash of light struck the tank like lightning, and Bozik and the medics quickly fell on Medson. The scorching fireball embraced the tank again, and all kinds of debris rained down on the ground. With a crash, the backs of Bozik and the medic were covered with debris.
When Bozik raised his body, he found that Medson's cold hand was still holding his hand tightly, but by this time Medson was out of breath.
The lieutenant looked back at the tank beside him that had been bombed twice, and he was stunned. He saw that the place where Flotz lay had turned into a pool of blood. Frotz's body was spread out in a pool of blood, blown into two pieces of bloody organic matter, like a piece of smashed strawberry cake. Slimy internal organs flowed out, and all kinds of incredible muscles, blood vessels and nerves were exposed to the air, painting the air with the smell of blood.
Pozik stared blankly at Flotz's body, his mind going blank.
boom! The enemy hit the flamethrower's fuel tank, causing a big explosion. The flames directly tore the flame gun apart, and pieces of burning meat were thrown in all directions. But Bozik didn't notice any of this at all, as if it had nothing to do with him. The howls of soldiers from other units came from his walkie-talkie: "Unit 639, move two hundred yards to the right and eliminate the defenders in the southwest corner! Unit 363 retreats backwards from Road R03! Air support is still off the line, no artillery support!¡±
Pozik and Flotz got to know each other because of a fight in elementary school. They have been stuck together since then, and they seem to have endless topics to talk about. They had copied each other's homework, and both had been scolded by the teacher. They have been quarreling until now because they chased the same girl in middle school. £® £® £® £® £®
The scenes of getting along with Flotz played in Bozik's mind like a movie, lingering in his mind. Everything turned into a blood-red bubble, and Flotz's voice became an illusory memory in his mind. So fast, everything happened so fast! Bozik simply could not accept such a cruel reality.
"Lieutenant! Lieutenant!" The medic's roar brought Pozik back to reality. Pozik looked back at the medic, and then vomited out all the sour contents in his stomach.
A few hours later, the sound of gunfire near the blue landing zone gradually became sparse. It seemed that the battle for the blue LZ point was basically over. The soldiers slowly straightened up from behind the bunker and carefully inspected the war-torn city.
The road was littered with twisted corpses and ugly burned-out vehicle wreckage, both from the Allies and from the Germans. Purple blood and red blood mixed together and flowed through the streets like a polluted stream.
The medical soldiers began to get busy, and the engineers also began to repair fortifications and damaged armored vehicles. The number of helicopters in the sky began to increase, and various military supplies were continuously delivered.
"Gomande HQ, prepare to implement plan No. 2." At this time, the quantum walkie-talkies of all the soldiers rang. "The 42nd Commando Battalion defended the blue landing zone for six blocks in front and five blocks in depth. The 45th Commando Battalion is responsible for clearing the R57 road. The 40th Commando Battalion captures L¨¹beck Airport, completed!
"You all heard it! Let's do it quickly!" someone shouted loudly.
¡°Woo, the helicopter formations of the 847th Aviation Squadron and the 845th Aviation Squadron flew over and landed slowly on the street. The troops who received the order began to commotion, and soldiers began to get into the light transport helicopter one after another. After all the combat-capable men in Platoon A entered the helicopter, Bozik picked up his rifle and got in too.
The sound of the engines began to become shrill, and the helicopters of the 847th Aviation Squadron and the 845th Aviation Squadron slowly raised their altitude and began to move towards L¨¹beck Airport. The aviation squadron was sent off with looks and curses from the soldiers of the 42nd Commando Battalion.
Pozik sat in the crowded helicopter, his body swaying from side to side as the fuselage vibrated. The radio in the cab kept ringing, which was particularly annoying.
It¡¯s another boring wait.
"Attention Gormande 40," the voice of Major Pask, commander of the 40th Commando Battalion, came from the airborne radio communicator: "Company A is responsible for clearing the hangars around the airport runway, and then covering Company B in the blue H zone. Clear the ADA around the runway, C Company searches and destroys all targets in the airport, D Company clears the buildings around the runway, the brothers of the 45th Commando Battalion will cover you and guard the rear for us, over."
Pozik gently leaned his head on the back of the chair.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the fuselage suddenly bumped, jolting everyone in the cabin. Bozik almost touched the ceiling of the helicopter.
¡°What the fuck is going on?¡±
There was a fierce exchange of small arms fire below, as well as the sound of intensive explosions. Bang bang bang! I don¡¯t know whereThe incoming bullets hit the helicopter and made the sound of stones hitting cans.
Boom! In the distance, a light transport helicopter exploded in the sky, sending burning wreckage flying everywhere.
There was a commotion among the soldiers in the cabin. Everyone was clamoring to get out and leave this hellish place.
The pilot turned around and shouted: "Everyone, sit tight! We have arrived at L¨¹beck Airport!" Boz pulled the handle on the ceiling of the cabin and looked down. He saw many armed helicopters flying away from the flight formation and bombing the enemy's firepower points indiscriminately.
¡°Kill it!¡± The excited voice of the armed helicopter pilot came from the airborne radio communicator.
Several helicopters landed on the runway hurriedly under the cover of armed helicopters and special smoke bombs. After all the soldiers in the helicopters ran out, the helicopters hurriedly pulled up and left. Since the electronic goggles worn by each soldier have a thermal imaging function, Bozik could clearly see through the white smoke screen those soldiers lying on the runway and firing at the anti-aircraft guns on the edge of the runway - ¡ªThey must be soldiers from Company B.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? There was a loud noise and an armed helicopter was hit by anti-aircraft fire. The armed helicopter rolled desperately in the air, billowing thick black smoke. "May! May! We are falling! Red Killer 57 is falling!" The pilot's hoarse shouting was transmitted to the onboard radio communicators of other helicopters.
"Be careful!" Another voice came in, "Dodge! Dodge! It's coming! Be careful!" Boom! The gunship that was hit hit a helicopter. Two helicopters were wrapped in fireballs, boom! The burning wreckage was thrown violently in all directions. A piece of propeller debris rotated at high speed past the helicopter where Bozik was sitting, almost cutting off Bozik's head.
"Christ Jesus!"
D Company¡¯s helicopter formation began to lower its altitude, bang! The helicopter formation fired special smoke bombs, and clouds of white smoke obscured the landing site - a relatively intact terminal building.
Some helicopters hurriedly landed in the open space in front of the terminal building, while others landed on the roof of the terminal building. The helicopter that Bozik was riding in landed on the roof of the building. He and the soldiers jumped out of the helicopter and quickly ran to the stairs.
The helicopter scrambled away.
"Ready to detonate!" A German soldier installed a special bomb on the door of the corridor. Beep beep beep! The bombs began to scream, and the soldiers immediately pressed against the wall and lowered their heads. The frequency of the beeping became higher and higher, and finally it exploded with a bang. The door slammed into the room like a cannonball, causing a cloud of dust. After the special bomb exploded, another soldier threw a flash-bang grenade inside. The flash bomb exploded, and other soldiers quickly rushed into the building, taking short shots at targets they thought were suspicious. Immediately afterwards, a general cleaning began.
¡°Class 1 enters, right side!¡±
"Next unit, enter, left!"
"Coming in! On the left!"
"Target, thirty yards ahead, behind the table!"
"Roger, the target is thirty yards ahead, behind the desk, I'm intervening." Bang bang bang! boom! Bang bang bang! boom! Connor held the rifle and fired short shots at the target while approaching the target until the ally was killed.
"Target falls to the ground!"
"Next unit, be alert!"
"Hoo!"
Suddenly, a solid, spherical object with a faint blue light flew over. "Grenade!" someone roared. Boom! The enemy's grenade exploded, turning the surrounding area into gray. After the dust cleared, Torres stood up with difficulty and looked around. He found Phils lying on the ground, motionless.
"Someone fell to the ground! Phils fell to the ground!"
"Enter the enemy!"
The sound of Allied small arms ammunition being discharged was heard all around, and the soldiers immediately sought shelter in the nearest bunker. Bullets clattered to the ground, hitting the bunker, kicking up debris and dust. Torres grabbed Fiers and dragged him behind a pillar.
Phils must be dead. He was covered in blood. The flesh on his chin and left calf was cut off by grenade fragments, and the bloody bones were exposed. The scene was very horrific.
¡°Son of a bitch!¡± Torres cursed while tearing open Phils¡¯ collar and pulling off Phils¡¯ identity tag.
"The enemy is on the stairs!"
Doe leaned out from the side of the bunker, quickly lay on the ground, and set up his machine gun. Boom, boom, boom! Rows of bullets flew out from the muzzle like a long silver needle, one end connected to the muzzle of the machine gun, and the other end connected to the stairs. Doe smashed all the railings on the stairs in one fell swoop, and at the same time he killed several enemies who dared to take risks.
"Small group of enemies! Big group of enemies!"??There is a class! "
Gavin leaned out of the bunker and fired several shots before knocking down an ally. Gawin quickly retracted and pulled the front sight and rear sight of the rifle hard - there was always a problem with the front sight of his rifle, and Gawin often complained that the fat pigs at the Munitions Department gave the rifle to him without carefully calibrating the sight. Soldier, he thought it was pure murder!
"Karl! Come here!" someone shouted.
Karl got out of the bunker and ran towards the man who called him. As a result, his foot slipped halfway and he fell to the ground with a thud. Just when Carl was struggling to stand up, snap! He was hit in the forehead by an enemy bullet. Half of Carl's head was smashed and his helmet was shot into the air. The rest of Karl's head was like a blooming red rose, and blood spurted out. He fell limply, dead before his body hit the ground.
"Oh my God! Karl is killed!"
"Old rules!"
The fire squad began to strengthen their firepower to attract and suppress enemy firepower. The first and second squads quickly spread to the left and right to expand the attack range.
"There is another enemy soldier, over there!"
Bozik, who had quick eyes and quick hands, raised his rifle and fired three shots to knock down the ally hiding on the stairs. "Target is down, stop shooting!" Bozik shouted. The gunfire stopped. When the team climbed up the stairs and came to the place where the enemy soldier was knocked down, Bozik found that the guy was not dead yet. His belly was still sticking out. It seemed that he was still struggling. breathe.
The scene of Flotz's death immediately rushed into Bozik's mind. He thought of the bloody and smashed strawberry cake. He thought of Flotz's family after receiving the death notice. He thought of Rules of Engagement. The rules of engagement expressly prohibit shooting enemy soldiers who have lost the ability to fight.
But, screw the rules of engagement!
Bozik raised his rifle and shot several times into the enemy's belly. Snapped! Purple blood splashed out, splashed on the ground, and some even splashed on Bozik's face.
"Anyone else?"
"They are all dead!"
"I'm in position, left!"
"Empty!"
"All targets have been eliminated!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Lieutenant Bozik rang the quantum walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "A Platoon has cleared the east corridor of the building, and two people were killed. Requesting the next combat order, over!"
"Well done. Just now, Platoon B discovered that there were more than two hundred people in the waiting hall. According to Platoon B's report, they were non-combatants. I hope that you, on behalf of the brothers in Platoon B, will keep an eye on these guys. According to the rules of engagement, as long as you find any If one person tries to attack, you can wipe them all out!"
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