Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Chapter 41

At two o'clock in the morning, the operation started on time.

The target hospital was not fully loaded. Unlike other hospitals that were always howling, it seemed strangely peaceful amidst the heavy snow on a winter night.

Looking around, in the entire area, only the sentry post at the main entrance of the hospital and the dormitory area of ​​the devil guards were still lit.

At this time, Sato Hidechu in the sentry had already fallen asleep on the table.

The sound of wind and snow outside is natural white noise, and this little day, who has been on duty for several consecutive days, is berating Fang Qiu in his dreams.

He smacked his lips and spoke a dream.

In the dream, the squad leader who used to dictate to him became his subordinate.

"Go! Move that machine gun five meters to the left for me."

Kitahara Sosuke, who was working with him, looked at his companion speechlessly. There was still more than an hour before the time the two of them had agreed upon.

The lowest life like them is often assigned to stand guard, and it will only make life worse if they don't report to the regiment to keep warm.

After walking out of the room in the sentry post, the cold weather made Kitahara Sosuke even more sluggish.

He decided to turn the searchlight around symbolically, so as not to be found negligent.

They never worried about being attacked by the enemy, or even considered that there would be enemies coming here.

After all, even many of my own people don't know that a new hospital has been built here.

The only thing that worried them a little was the lunatic who sneaked away some time ago.

But that psychopath took so many medicines and escaped, so he must be living a life without worrying about food and clothing now.

Moreover, those who stood guard had been on duty for a few days seriously, but nothing happened.

It doesn't matter, when the sky falls, there will be tall ones holding it up, who cares about little people like them.

Just when Kitahara Sosuke was thinking about it, a vigorous figure had already climbed up to the sentry post where he was, and the howling wind perfectly covered up everything for the assassin.

The soldiers of the secret service company slowly approached from behind Sosuke Kitahara, and the exhausted little day found no abnormality at all. He politely and gracefully patted Sosuke Kitahara on the shoulder.

This little day thought that his companion woke up early and wanted to put him to sleep, so he turned around unsuspectingly.

But Kitahara Sosuke was greeted by a lightning-like fist, which hit him hard between his legs.

Just before the scream came out, a big hand covered his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black bayonet pierced his thigh first.As he fell to his knees, he stabbed upwards into his throat.

A few seconds later, the soldiers of the secret service company twisted the bayonet stuck in the devil's throat with expressions on their faces, and left after making sure that the enemy in front of them could no longer make a sound.

Kitahara Sosuke looked at Sato Hidenaka inside the sentry with the last bit of strength before he died, wishful thinking that he was still praying that his companions could save him.

The scene inside the house cut off his last hope, and the man who had just attacked him had companions.

The unknown enemy first held the bayonet with both hands and raised it high, stabbing Sato Hidenaka's back fiercely.

Just as Sato Hidechuk uttered the first syllable, his mouth was covered.

At the same time, the drawn bayonet drew a graceful arc in the air, and penetrated deeply into Sato Hidechuka's neck.

As good partners who stand guard together, their death methods are very similar.

Blood flowed unstoppably from his neck and mouth, and he wanted to speak but was choked up and couldn't say anything.

The soldier who completed the task spat at the corpse, and said in a cold voice, "I really regard this place as my own home, and it's ridiculous to look so confident."

After receiving the signal from the fighters above that they had succeeded, Zheng Yingqi waved his hand, and the three groups of fighters hidden in the shadows touched their targets.

"quick!"

"Watch out for concealment!"

The second group led by Li Yunlong went all the way, and came to the position 50 meters in front of the devil's dormitory without disturbing anyone. He looked at the surrounding situation and said in a low voice:

"I'm going to solve the guard room in front, you see my situation and act."

Lao Li walked slowly along the shadow caused by the light. After getting closer, he saw through the glass that the devils in the guard room were sleeping soundly wrapped in their own shit-yellow army coats, and even the [-]th cover was thrown aside. .

He waved at the soldiers behind him, signaling them to press on.

"Everyone! Prepare your grenades! Take your firing positions! Listen to my orders and prepare to attack!"

The submachine gun carried by the special agent company is light in weight, short and compact, and it is more flexible and convenient to use in a narrow area.

Even if some devils wake up to fight with them, the secret service company has a great advantage in this terrain.

The combat distance is between tens of meters, and the precise aiming shooting method becomes unimportant. The competition between the enemy and the enemy is the rate of fire, firepower density, and firepower persistence.

The submachine gun is very balanced in these three aspects. It has a large magazine capacity and a combat rate higher than that of a light machine gun. It can completely suppress the devil's firepower.

Following Li Yunlong's order, the soldiers of the special agent company searched for their positions.

Some were lying on the side of the road, some were standing in the corner, and some were leaning against the wall. Their guns were pointed at the devil's dormitory.

Click!

With the uniform sound of bolt pulling, all the bullets of the 75 submachine guns were loaded.

With a wave of Li Yunlong's hand, more than 20 soldiers pulled the fuze of the grenade one after another.

After a short wait, more than 20 wooden-handled grenades smashed through the windows and were thrown into the room.

Originally, Lao Li wanted every soldier to throw a grenade, but whoever thought about it found out after coming over that his plan was to shoot mosquitoes with cannons.

At that time, it will not only be wasted, but it may also accidentally hurt one's own people.

boom boom boom

In an instant, flames splattered in the devil's dormitory, and the sound of violent explosions was mixed with the sound of crackling and burning.

The powerful shock wave knocked off all the windows and doors, and these illegal buildings were almost shattered in the explosion.

Although Li Yunlong didn't think there were any little devils who could survive such a violent explosion.But just in case, he still lined up a dozen soldiers to check.

As expected, more than 20 offensive grenades with full materials sent them directly to meet the locust.

Half of the remaining soldiers were sent by him to control the hospital to prevent possible wounded soldiers inside from counterattacking.The other half was sent by him to the warehouse to collect supplies, and those medicines were also one of the purposes of this trip.

After the battle started, some devils ran out of the hospital, but most of them didn't even have weapons.

In the face of these old, weak, sick and disabled, the soldiers of the second group showed no mercy.

More than 20 submachine guns fired at the same time, and a gorgeous fire net covered the devils, and the bullets tore them apart like a torrential rain.

Blood stained the snow. These people hardly caused any trouble to the second group, only two soldiers were slightly injured.

This was the happiest fight Li Yunlong had ever had. As long as there were devils, he would chug, and the bullets and the resentment accumulated these days were all shot out.

　Ask for everything!
　　The fact that this book can be number one on the new book list depends on everyone's support. I want to work harder to see if it can be on the new book list.

　　The old Pujie in the group said that the military has no cards, let's work hard together

　　
　
(End of this chapter)