Tan Ziwei’s Amazement!

“Lei Gong! You are my real father!” A hoarse roar suddenly came from a distance, followed by the soldiers of the Seventh Company shouting and killing.

Lin Zhan and Mei Sheng followed the prestige, and saw that the central sentry tower in the U.S. camp had been blown to the point of collapse. Without the firepower of the heavy machine guns, the Seventh Company’s troops rushed into the U.S. camp directly!

“Go! Let’s join the company commander!”

Mei Sheng pulled Lin Zhan, but found that Lin Zhan was motionless, pointed to the distance, and said:

“Instructor, I’ll kill those tin tigers!”

Mei Sheng’s eyelids twitched, and he looked in the direction of Lin Zhan’s finger…

I saw a few tanks rampaging in the US camp, beating the volunteer soldiers back steadily.

The one who was fighting the US tanks was not a soldier from the Seventh Company. Mei Sheng recognized one of them at a glance, and exclaimed:

“It’s about Ziwei! That’s the third battalion!”

Lin Zhan nodded, and then couldn’t help but roll over and rushed out.

Looking at his vigorous figure, Mei Sheng didn’t have time to say anything, he could only murmur: “Survive!”

Then he turned his head and ran in the direction of the Seventh Company’s troops.

Mei Sheng knew very well that if he stayed by Lin Zhan’s side, instead of being of much help, he would become a burden.

After all, Lin Zhan’s physical fitness is really abnormal. Let alone an “intellectual” like Mei Sheng, even a vanguard like Wu Qianli Yu Congrong would find it difficult to keep up with him.

Hiding behind a bunker, watching Mei Sheng go away, Lin Zhan heaved a sigh of relief.

In the original plot, Mei Sheng’s fate trajectory has been changed by him.

As for whether there will be other accidents in the future?

Lin Zhan didn’t know, so he could only say “survive” in the same way.

This is a battlefield, Lin Zhan has no super powers, let alone a god, what he relies on is only a strong body and foresight.

His eyes fell on the battlefield not far away. Under the heavy firepower of US tanks, soldiers of the volunteer army died all the time.

In war, the role of one person is too small.

Lin Zhan can only try his best to restore the regret in his heart, but he can’t make everyone feel happy.Protect down.

Between thoughts flashing…

Lin Zhan’s movements did not stop at all, he kept dodging behind the bunkers one by one.

In just a moment of effort, they have come to the edge of the battlefield between the third battalion and the US military.

At this time, the soldiers of the Seventh Company also rushed into the battlefield and quickly killed towards this side.

Not far away, the third battalion, which had just broken through the suppression of tank fire, was quickly cutting into the camp, but in a small two-story building by the roadside, black muzzles of guns protruded from the window.

As the flames erupted, the soldiers of the three battalions fell one by one.

Tanzi’s eyes were about to burst, and he roared at the top of his lungs: “Get out! Get out!”

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhan took a deep breath!

He took out the bazooka directly from the storage space, aimed at the two-story building, and launched it without hesitation!

“boom!”

The shells fell, and the entire two-story building was blown to pieces. Some American soldiers who were close were directly pierced by the fragments ejected from the explosion.

Under Tan Ziwei’s command, the soldiers of the third battalion had been broken into pieces and hid behind various bunkers, so they were not affected.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the third battalion were stunned.

At this moment, an American tank directly ran over the ruins of the small building, and its muzzle pointed in the direction of the soldiers of the third battalion!

“not good!”

Tanzi shrank his pupils, turned around and shouted, “Bazooka!”

“boom!”

However, at this moment, another explosion sounded!

The soaring flames reflected Tan Ziwei’s face, which was full of shock and disbelief.

The turret of the menacing American tank was blown into a piece of coke!

“A bazooka?!”

Tan Ziwei’s eyes lit up, and at this moment… a vigorous figure rushed forward.

The movement here obviously attracted the attention of the U.S. military. Not far away, black muzzles protruded from several small two-story buildings, and they fired wildly!

Lin Zhan almost ran to the location of the third battalion under the hail of bullets, but none of the bullets hit him!

This is not because of the halo of the protagonist, but because Lin Zhan’s speed is too fast, far beyond the cognition of these American soldiers.

Therefore, with their strafing and anticipation, there is no way to accurately strike Lin Zhan!

“You’re good at it! Did you shoot those two shots just now?”

Tan Ziwei and Lin Zhan shrank their heads behind the bunker and asked.

Lin Zhan nodded, showing a smile, and said loudly, “Seventh, the 666th soldier of the Interlude Company, Lin Zhan!”

Tan Ziwei was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, “Six hundred and sixty-six, are you a recruit?”

Obviously, even though he had left the Seventh Company, the old company commander was still paying attention to the situation of the Seventh Company.

But Tan Ziwei obviously knew that now was not the time to exchange pleasantries.

Looking at those small buildings, he said coldly: “Do you dare to rush up with me?”

But as soon as his hairstyle fell off, Lin Zhan had already rushed out of the bunker!

Holding the body of an American soldier in his hand, he blocked the oncoming bullets and directly touched the bottom of a small building.

Tan Ziwei’s eyes were fixed, and a smile appeared on his face. Taking advantage of Lin Zhan’s attracting enemy firepower, he rushed out immediately.

The two meet again and look at each other!

In order to make a few standard seven-company combat gestures, Tan Zi directly touched the back door of the small building.

But at this moment, a figure rushed out from the small building, and before Tan Ziwei could shoot, he pressed him on the gasoline barrel behind him.

At the same time, a black muzzle of a gun protruded from the small building. Tanzi shrank his pupils and tried his best to block the American troops pressing on him.

“Da da da!”

But at this moment, gunshots rang out, and blood sprayed from the first floor of the small building.

“puff……”

There was another muffled sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, and the tip of a knife suddenly protruded from the throat of the American soldier who was fighting hand-to-hand with Tan Ziwei, and half of Tan Ziwei’s face was stained red with blood.

The corpse of the American soldier fell limply, and Lin Zhan stepped forward and pulled out the general’s stab.

Tanzi panted for the big mouth, and gave a thumbs up.

But at this moment, the U.S. troops upstairs obviously heard the movement, and two U.S. troops with M1 Garands ran down the stairs quickly.

Lin Zhan and Tanzi didn’t have any communication, but they had a tacit understanding. They rushed into the back door of the small building together, and the guns in their hands fired at the same time!

“boom!”

“Da da da!”

The gun in Tan Ziwei’s hand was the M1 Garand seized from the U.S. Army, while Lin Zhan was still holding the M3 submachine gun.

The two American soldiers who had just poked their heads out of the stairs fell to the ground immediately!



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