"Thunderlord! You're my f * cking father!" A hoarse roar suddenly came from afar, followed by the shouts of the soldiers of the Seventh Company.
Lin Zhan and Mei Sheng looked towards the source of the sound and saw that the central sentry tower in the American camp had been blown up and was on the verge of collapse. Without the suppression of the heavy machine guns, the seven companies of troops had charged into the American camp like a hot knife through butter!
"Let's go! Let's meet up with the company commander!"
Mei Sheng pulled Lin Zhan, but he found that Lin Zhan was motionless. He pointed into the distance and said,
"Instructor, I'll go and kill those Iron Tigers!”
Mei Sheng's eyelids twitched as he looked in the direction Lin Zhan was pointing at…
A few tanks were rampaging through the American camp, forcing the volunteer soldiers to retreat.
It was not the soldiers of the Seventh Company who were fighting with the American tanks. Mei Sheng recognized one of the figures at a glance and exclaimed,
"It's Tan Ziwei! That's the 3rd Battalion!"
Lin Zhan nodded. Then, without any explanation, he rolled sideways and rushed out.
Looking at his robust figure, Mei Sheng did not have time to say anything else. He could only mutter,"Survive!"
Then, he turned around and ran towards the direction of the Seventh Company.
Mei Sheng knew very well that if he stayed by Lin Zhan's side, not only would he not be of any help, but he would also become a burden.
After all, Lin Zhan's physical fitness was really abnormal. Not to mention Mei Sheng, an " intellectual ", even a vanguard like Wu Qianli Congrong would find it difficult to keep up with his pace.
Hiding behind a bunker and watching Mei Sheng's back as he left, Lin Zhan heaved a sigh of relief.
In the original plot, Mei Sheng's fate had been changed by him.
As for whether other accidents would happen next?
Lin Zhan did not know. He could only say the same thing,"Survive."
This was a battlefield. Lin Zhan did not have superpowers, nor was he a god. What he relied on was only his strong physique and foresight.
His gaze fell on the battlefield not far away. Under the heavy firepower of the American tanks, there were volunteers sacrificing their lives at all times.
In a war, the role of a single person was too insignificant.
Lin Zhan could only try his best to salvage the regrets in his heart, but he could not protect everyone.
As his thoughts flashed…
Lin Zhan's movements did not stop at all. He kept dodging behind cover.
In just a few moments, they had arrived at the edge of the battlefield between the 3rd Battalion and the US Army.
At this moment, the soldiers of the 7th Company rushed into the battlefield and quickly charged over.
Not far away, the 3rd Battalion, which had just broken through the suppression of the tanks, was quickly cutting into the camp. However, in a two-story building by the road, black muzzles poked out of the windows.
As tongues of fire spewed out, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion fell one by one.
Tan Ziwei's eyes were about to pop out as he roared with exhaustion,""Disperse! Disperse!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Zhan took a deep breath!
He took out the Bazooka from his storage space, aimed at the two-story building, and fired it without hesitation!
"Boom!"
As the shells fell, the entire two-story building was blown into pieces. Some of the American soldiers who were close to the explosion were pierced by the shrapnel.
Under Tan Zi Wei's command, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion had already split up and hid behind various bunkers, so they were not affected by the shockwaves.
Seeing this, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion were stunned.
At this moment, an American tank rolled over the ruins of the small building, its muzzle pointing in the direction of the 3rd Battalion!
"Not good!"
Tan Zi Wei's pupils constricted. He turned around and shouted,""Bazuka!"
"Boom!"
However, at this moment, another explosion sounded!
Tan Ziwei's face was illuminated by the flames that shot into the sky. Shock and disbelief were written all over his face.
The turrets of the American tanks that were charging at them were actually blown into a pile of charcoal!
" Bazuka?!"
Tan Ziwei's eyes lit up. Right at this moment…a vigorous figure rushed forward.
The commotion here had obviously attracted the attention of the American soldiers. Not far away, a few two-story buildings had their black muzzles sticking out and firing wildly!
Lin Zhan ran to the location of the 3rd Battalion despite the rain of bullets. Not a single bullet hit him!
This was not because of the protagonist's halo, but because Lin Zhan's speed was too fast, far beyond the understanding of these American soldiers.
Therefore, their shooting and prediction were simply unable to accurately attack Lin Zhan!
"Not bad! Did you fire those two shots just now?"
Tan Ziwei and Lin Zhan hid behind cover and asked.
Lin Zhan nodded and revealed a smile. He said loudly,"Seventh, the 666th warrior of the Penetrating Company, Lin Zhan!”
Tan Zi Wei was stunned for a moment before he said in surprise,"666th place, are you a new recruit?”
Obviously, even though he had already walked out of the 7th Company, this old company commander was still paying attention to the situation of the 7th Company.
However, Tan Zi Wei clearly knew that now was not the time for small talk.
He looked at the small buildings and said coldly,"Do you dare to charge up with me?"
However, just as his hairstyle fell, Lin Zhan had already rushed out of cover!
With the corpse of an American soldier in his hand, he blocked the rain of bullets and directly reached the bottom of a small building.
Tan Ziwei's eyes focused, and a smile appeared on his face. Taking advantage of Lin Zhan's distraction, he rushed out.
The two of them met up again and looked at each other!
Tan Zi Wei made a few standard seven company battle hand gestures, then directly made his way to the back door of the small building.
However, at this moment, a figure pounced out from the small building. Before Tan Ziwei could shoot, he was pinned down on top of the gasoline barrel behind him.
At the same time, a black muzzle poked out from the small building. Tan Ziwei's pupils constricted, and he used all his strength to block the American soldiers who were pressing down on him.
"Da da!"
However, at this moment, gunshots had already sounded, and blood sprayed out from the first floor of the small building.
"Pfft…"
There was another dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh. A blade suddenly poked out from Tan Ziwei's throat, and blood dyed half of his face red.
The corpse of the American soldier slowly fell to the ground. Lin Zhan stepped forward and pulled out the military spike.
Tan Ziwei panted heavily and gave him a thumbs up.
However, at this moment, the American soldiers upstairs clearly heard the commotion. Two American soldiers armed with M1s ran down the stairs.
Lin Zhan and Tan Ziwei did not communicate at all, but they had a tacit understanding. They rushed into the back door of the small building together and fired their guns at the same time!
"Bang!"
"Da da!"
The gun in Tan Ziwei's hand was the M1 Garand that he had seized from the American army, while Lin Zhan was still holding the M3 submachine gun.
The two American soldiers who had just poked their heads out of the stairwell fell to the ground!
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