On the third day, the battle had reached its climax.
Because of the bet between the captain and the captain, and because of the flag that was about to be raised.
"Raise the flag!"
Following the regiment commander's order, a few soldiers had already raised the flag high.
"Baka!"
The flag completely infuriated the pirates. A plane rushed towards the roof of the warehouse without any care.
"His Majesty the Emperor! Big Japanese pirates!"
This sentence was usually said by the Japanese soldiers when they were about to die.
At this moment, he had already prepared the plane and charged at the flag in a suicidal manner!
The closest distance between him and the security guards was less than 30 meters.
At this distance, even a plane would be in danger of being hit.
However, the pirates were desperate. They were a group of people who valued glory more than their lives.
Da da!
The machine guns carried by the aircraft fired wildly at the place where the flag was erected.
"Motherf * cker, I'll fight it out with you!"
"Protect the flag!"
The security team's reaction was also fearless. They braved the rain of bullets and fought back against the aircraft in a place without cover.
A group of people used their bodies to protect the flag.
"Ah!"
"I can't hold on anymore!"
The bullets from the plane were so powerful that they could even smash a person into pieces!
The flag quickly fell.
"It can't fall!"
When the flag was halfway lowered, the sheep crutch suddenly stretched out its arm and stopped it.
Then, he took the bullets and set up the flag again.
"Retreat!"
The regiment commander suddenly gave an order. The situation was dangerous, and he could not let the soldiers die like this.
But now, the soldiers were furious and swore to defend.
"I'll do it."
The heavily injured Old Tie rushed forward.
At the Dragon Boat Festival, Old Abacus also rushed forward.
Originally, they were just a bunch of cowards who were afraid of death.
However, when their blood was ignited, they no longer had fear in order to defend that glory.
"Go to hell!"
The Shandong soldier covered him from the side. He picked up his rifle, aimed at the plane, and kept firing.
Finally, a bullet pierced through the glass and hit the pilot.
"The plane is destroyed!“
"We won!"
The plane crashed. The security team had won the battle of honor!
…
This thrilling and crazy battle made the audience, who had been wiping their tears, shed tears again.
"Is it worth it?"
The girl did not understand the military. She did not understand why so many people had to be sacrificed to protect it.
"The flag is the soul of the army!"
The soldiers knew the importance of the flag. It was the soul of the team and was more important than their lives.
…
"See, the flag is up.”
"Shanghai hasn't been lost yet!"
"Hero!“
At this moment, everyone in Heaven was extremely excited.
Since yesterday, they had been doing everything they could to provide the security team with food and medicine.
They paid close attention to the movements of the pirates and tried their best to inform the security team.
For this, many people had sacrificed themselves.
However, it was all worth it because the country was in danger.
If they didn't step forward, who would?
…
At night, the members of the security team were all bathing.
The special agent arrived and gave the order to retreat tomorrow night.
The soldiers did not know that the regiment commander and the special agent had a fight.
This was because this lone army of theirs was actually fighting without fear of death just for the sake of acting.
Although he was furious, the regiment commander had no choice but to follow the order and retreat.
After a few days of fierce battle, the soldiers were already exhausted.
When they heard that they could retreat, they all relaxed a little.
It was rare for these soldiers to start talking to each other.
When men chatted, they naturally couldn't do without women.
Yang Guai was a rough man. He was like a god of war on the battlefield, but he didn't understand the relationship between men and women.
Old Abacus said that he had a wife in his hometown who was toot.
Old Tie said that he had a child.
This made Yang Guai curious. What did that feel like?
Old Tie said that he would give a box of cigarettes to Yangguai, but Yangguai did not agree.
…
On the fourth day, the entire army was ready to retreat.
However, in order to prevent the Japanese from stopping them, a suicide squad had to stay.
When they asked who was willing to stay.
Duan Wu stood up. He found something more meaningful than running away.
Old Tie stood up. He wanted to be a man for once.
Old Abacus stood out…
Those cowards from before stood up. Even though they knew that they were going to die, they still looked calm.
"Alright, everyone, tidy up. We will retreat at night, in units of squads.”
The regiment commander nodded and arranged the retreat plan.
…
"How many people are there in total?"
the war reporter asked.
"420."
"Eight hundred!"
Someone spoke the truth but was interrupted by the leader.
The war reporter nodded in understanding and started to take notes.
"Then let's call it Eight Hundred Warriors, okay?”
The reporter looked at the regiment commander and said.
…
Late at night.
"That taste, it's fragrant and smooth.”
Before Old Tie left, he told Goat Guai what it felt like. Goat Guai, on the other hand, sent Old Tie off.
Old Tie walked up to the roof and sang the song of Mount Dingjun loudly. He strode forward like a dragon, his face full of pride.
Duan Wu and the others packed up their guns and prepared to attack.
The regiment commander led the main force and prepared to cross the river…
Dong dong dong.
Suddenly, the searchlights lit up the entire bridge.
"The pirates aren't going to let us go."
"Break these lamps."
The captain had a solemn expression. He knew that the closer it was to the end, the more dangerous it would be.
The pirates would not let them go so easily.
A few soldiers with good marksmanship quickly shattered all the searchlights.
However, a few flashbangs lit up the night again.
This light made people despair.
"Forget it, I'll lead the way first. Let's go!”
The regiment commander knew that this was the last chance. He couldn't hesitate and led a team to charge up the bridge.
Da da…!
A series of shrill gunshots rang out, and the bridge was raining bullets.
Half of the soldiers collapsed in an instant.
"Don't counterattack, leave quickly!"
The regiment commander gave the order. The enemy was in the dark while they were in the light. They could only quickly cross the bridge.
"Come here, come here."
"Run!"
Heaven's members were on the other side of the bridge, and they were shouting anxiously.
He even broke through the railing and reached out his hand, wanting to pull those heroes.
"Someone's been shot!"
"Quickly find a doctor."
" Medicines. I need anesthetics."
The entire bridge fell into chaos.
"Charge!"
At this moment, the remaining main force also began to desperately charge towards the opposite shore.
Bullets rained down on them, and people kept falling and wailing.
In a villa on the other side of the river, there was a professor who was observing the situation with binoculars.
Seeing the pirates chasing after him, this timid and cowardly middle-aged man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
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