Military experts should not be erroneous about the organization of the Central Army. Lao Hei has no less knowledge in this regard than any of you. As the saying goes, don’t apply the corresponding book of the realistic squad and platoon system, and don’t show off your deep understanding of military ranks. The empty background will never be in line with reality.

Due to excessive blood loss, the major's face looked extremely pale, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. He silently watched Lin Xiang's every move. He watched him drag out one injured and unconscious soldier after another from the pile of corpses to stop bleeding, awaken, and inject anesthetic... More than 40 minutes later, several nearby craters were all occupied by the awakened Republican soldiers. From time to time, slight breathing came from the darkness.

Lin Ji didn't say anything either. He picked up the 5g43 assault step gun placed at hand, carefully inspecting the components, pulled out magazines and grenades from the body of the deceased next to him, and inserted them into the multi-purpose backpack in the combat uniform.

"People who can move will check their weapons, try to collect bullet medicine, and prepare for combat deletion

The brief words immediately attracted a series of surprise whispers among all the survivors.

A lieutenant who was shot in the leg struggled to lean over, grabbed Lin Xiang's arm hard, and roared in a hurry and frightened, "Are you crazy? The Skeleton Knights have regained control of the position. The mountain tribe is all their people, and there is at least one squadron on the left-behind soldiers. Just by the counterattack of us, we are simply going to die. "The 360th night battle of the wasteland

Lin Xiang shook away the hand that grabbed his arm with a cold face, and the eyes deep in his eyes became extremely frenzy. He grabbed two 9-defense infantry grenades and stuffed them into his pockets, and whispered in a very pious tone of believers: "The great leader taught us that we must not give up our desire for victory at any time. All imperialist bourgeois enemies are paper tigers. They are vulnerable. As long as they have the belief of winning the decisive battle, any difficulties will be trampled under our feet."

"This is not a matter of confidence or fear. The strength of the enemy and us is too disparate."

Wei Qiang endured the severe pain caused by the leg injury and stopped him anxiously: "The only thing we can do now is retreat. Sending death for nothing is simply a foolish arrogance. In addition to the political commissar, I am the commander with the highest military rank here. I order you to immediately dispel this ignorant thought and retreat now."

"You, how dare you question what the great leader said?"

Lin Xiang suddenly turned around, his face turned angry and ferocious. He grabbed Wei's collar and dragged him hard to his body without saying anything. He gritted his teeth hard," he growled fiercely: "No one dares to say such things in front of me, and no one can slander the glorious image of the great leader. You useless coward, really don't know how you used to sneak into the revolutionary team? Standing in the same trench with a scum like you is simply a shame. Fear of death... The Wasteland 360 Night Battle

You can get out now—”

"You're crazy one by one"

The lieutenant was anxious and angry, and broke free from Lin Xiang's hand with force, and whispered: "It is simply unrealistic to do this... You will kill all of us. Finally, I am the supreme commander here. Second Lieutenant, put down your weapon, turn around, and retreat immediately-

As he said that, he pulled out his gun from his waist and pointed it at Lin Xiang's eyebrows who were glaring at him.

There is no doubt that Lin Xiang is acting.

He needs enough people to prove all his performances at this moment. Although he uses any means and even though the whole process makes him feel disgusted as if he has swallowed a fly, he still has to keep the disguised and beautified hero appearance.

"Enough of one—"

As expected, the political and supervisory committee member half lying on the edge of the crater pulled out his gun at the same time, pointed at Chaowei's head from the side, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "The military rank does not represent everything. The will of the great lingyu is the key to the victory or defeat. Although our current situation is very dangerous, it is easy to retreat without trying, which is not in line with the tradition of the Red Republican Army. What Lieutenant Lin said is right, all imperialist capitalists are vulnerable paper tigers."

The lieutenant slowly put down the gun in his hand and turned his head. He looked at the gloomy political and supervisory committee in disbelief: "You...you are crazy. What's the use of just a few of us? We were all injured, without heavy weapons, and there were very few bullet drugs. In this case, attacking was simply suicide."

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"Secretary Lin is right! We still have the will - hatred..."

A soldier with a pale face struggled to straighten his body, took a universal machine gun from the body beside him, skillfully pulled the bullet link, and smiled weakly: "Release me forward for a while, I will provide you with fire cover."

"That's right! We are closest to you, and at this time, the skeleton soldiers are the most relaxed in their guards. They would not have expected us to launch a sudden attack from here."

Another soldier who was shot in the abdomen pressed the bullet into the magazine with force, and his voice trembled: "The great leader will guide us to victory, and the Red Republic... is invincible one by one."

Wei swallowed his throat hard, his face full of shock: "No! You can't do this. It's still time to retreat now. Listen to my attacks one by one, it's not something that can be accomplished by imagination. This requires careful planning. Without firepower support, we can't even break into the outermost cordon. You, you are going to die...

"You despicable and timid coward---" Lin Xiang waved his butt, smashed the captain hard, and yelled in a low voice: "Even if we die, we are the most glorious revolutionaries."

"You Ran.

....You are so stupid... you die in vain... you can't play any role."

Wei's face was covered in blood. He endured the severe pain and vaguely spoke incoherent words. The Wasteland Chapter 360 Night Battle

Lin Xiang glanced at him contemptuously, held the gun in his hand tightly, lowered his body, and crawled forward towards the Skeleton Knights' position where the faint light came from afar.

Behind him, several wounded soldiers followed slowly. The Political Supervisory Commission dragged the dead body through a F109 0 rocket launcher and crawled directly in front of the dull lieutenant. If it were normal, the major would have shot this cowardly and fearful guy on the spot. Now, he can only live for a longer time.

Wei did not want to change his mind at all. Looking at the figure gradually fading away in the night, his face looked a little bit trunk. After a few minutes, hesitated to climb out of the crater, and slowly climbed into the anti-tank trench in the south. Soon, his whole body disappeared deep in the darkness of the night.

......

The darkness of the night is dense, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of blood.

In the old era, humans have been repeatedly debating - should the heart treat replicated living organisms as their own kind and give them the same treatment and respect as normal people? This question has troubled the legal elites and rulers of various countries for countless years, but it cannot prevent biologists from secretly or semi-publicly creating experimental living organisms in the name of various different types. From the birth of the world's first cloned sheep, "Dolly", until the full outbreak of the nuclear war, on December 2, 1015, different countries, forces, institutions... all under the cover of the extremely dazzling scientific sign of "biological research", they have created countless cloned creatures with "epoch-making milestone significance". Double heads, multiple feet, giant hands, and even have bisexual organs of men and women at the same time... In the face of accusations, all replicator makers are vocal... "I created them for the future and life safety of mankind, and I have a clear conscience." The Wasteland 360 Night Battle

"They" are not "they".

Just judging from the words is enough to know what kind of response attitude humans in the old era had towards these lives whose body structure and appearance were completely consistent with themselves.

They have the conceptual general term for "human" boats, but they will never be able to obtain true recognition. Even if they suffer heavy casualties in the war, they will be just abandoned on the battlefield without any mercy.

......

Lin Xiang was moving silently in the darkness. Behind him, the injured soldiers dragging their weapons were slowly moving forward along the footsteps he had just passed. The sound of his body contacting pieces of stone was completely covered by the mechanical roar of the skeleton soldiers on the surface of the mountain. Strictly speaking, this valley actually does not have much strategic value, and at best it is a natural commanding height with tactical suppression. Both the Republican Army and the Knights regarded this place as the placement of the recruits in actual combat. Only those who survived will be truly attracted by the military and brought back to the regular troops.

With Lin Xiang's eyes, can't we see this? Since we want to act, we must express everything more realistically.

He jumped along the uneven rocks without slowing down at all. With the help of the reverse pedal force of the strong muscles on his legs, the terrible speed turned the whole person into a black line that jumped from high. The moment his light and agile figure floated into a trench at the foot of the mountain, the fighting knife held in his palm quickly pulled out a death arc, instantly passing through the closest distance, and it was also the throat of a skeleton soldier who was firmly locked in Lin Xiang's consciousness. Before his life suddenly fell, Lin Xiang rushed forward again with lightning speed, and rushed forward ten meters like lightning, and rushed to the other two people who witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

In front of the skeleton soldier who was about to fight back with a gun, his left hand was tightly clamped one of them with his left hand, and his right blade pierced the other soldier's neck. The whole process was no more than a second before and after. When the General Secretary led the wounded soldiers into the trenches, Lin Xiang had already pulled the heavy machine gun in front of the chest, turning the direction and pointing toward the mountain fortress not far away. Each action did not exceed the limit that level five evolvers could bear. Even when acting, Lin Xiang controlled his body's movement speed and reaction to a degree close to the target index. The 360th night battle of the Wasteland

"The two ends of the valley are not far from the sheep. As long as the explosion is triggered and the fire is ignited, the guards behind will immediately detect the abnormality here. It only takes half an hour at most, our reinforcements will arrive. This is a conical mountain. If we take the top of the mountain and concentrate our firepower to suppress the east direction, it is impossible for the Skeleton Knights to launch a counterattack under such a terrain state in a short time. As long as we can hold on, victory will eventually belong to us!"

This pre-war mobilization was completely in line with the incitement mode of the Red Republican Army. Looking at the firmness and decisiveness in the eyes of the wounded soldiers, Lin Xiang once again felt the power and terrible appeal of the great leader. He knew he was going to die, but under this language hypnosis that was no different from the old pyramid schemes, everyone was stimulated to be extremely fanatical. They did not consider the result at all, nor did they think about the major difference between survival and death. They were just for the fight and for the leader.

Lin Xiang began to understand why Sut Land Walker had to insist on implementing the replicant cultivation plan. Replica life forms that have been instilled in consciousness have already possessed absolute loyalty to the supreme ruler. The only shortcoming is that their bodies cannot accept pure blood transformation from themselves. Only those natural persons born through the mother's uterus in nature can truly be transformed into powerful parasites. Blind, worship, and absolutely obedient... Looking at these soldiers who are not afraid of death at all, Lin Xiang seemed to see millions of powerful mutants who kneel in front of him, emitting a fanatical fighting atmosphere. The 360th Wasteland Night Battle

"The right one! Victory will eventually belong to us, and it must belong to us."

The major, who had the badge of the Political Supervisory Commission on his chest, looked at Lin Xiang with admiration and enthusiasm in his eyes. He dragged a box of grenades and put it in his backpack while seriously saying: "We may not last that long. The artillery troops set up in the rear can cover this area at any time. Only one charge is needed. No one in the position can survive."

"We have no better way than sticking to it."

Lin Xiang gritted his teeth hard, and roared in a low voice, "Even if you die", he will shed the last drop of blood for the great leader."

......

Stealing, under the cover of the darkness, the sharp blades reap one fragile life after another.

It was less than fifty meters away from the fortifications at the top, and at this moment, a slightly surprised shout suddenly came from the inner wall of the circular trench above.

"Ricks, Hens Rayley, what are you doing underneath?"

Lin Xiang carefully paid attention to every detail. Even for all the skeleton soldiers killed along the way, he would record the number and name of the other party's identity nameplate. Ricks and Hens Riley were cut off by themselves a few minutes ago. No matter what the person who called their name discovered or was brewing some intention, it was an extremely dangerous signal.

Without saying anything, Lin Xiang suddenly grabbed the four grenades hanging on his chest as fast as possible, and flexibly flicked his fingers and joints, throwing these amazing explosives into different directions that had been locked. Before the grenades flying in the air fell to the ground, Lin Xiang had already rushed along the ramp. As the ground landing point rose, balls of red and yellow mixed with death flames, he had jumped into the ring fortification several times in succession. The 5g43 assault step gun that was flatly sandwiched under his armpits also ejected countless hexagonal flames.

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The three bullets were instantly cleared, and more than ten skeleton soldiers in the trench were immediately in chaos. The few people standing in front fell to the ground, and the soldiers who were not hit by bullets grabbed their weapons and shot Lin Xiang desperately at the slightest muzzle. The flying bullets drew flashes in the air. "The vital parts of Lin Xiang's combat uniforms then splashed a piece of Mars. You can even hear the crisp fragmentation of bulletproof ceramics, and the bullet holes drilled into the protective layer, leaving bullet holes, but failed to shoot through the body.

You must suffer some minor injuries. It is not fatal, but it makes you lose your skin and look extremely tragic under you.

Two black grenades were thrown high from the periphery of the trench into the crowd, exploding a dazzling flame. Lin Xiang changed the magazine as fast as possible, his legs trembled, and his body rolled horizontally, and shot at the chaotic skeleton soldiers. Behind him, the political and supervisory committee member dragged another wounded soldier into the trench and pulled over the double-equipped heavy cannon mounted on the hydraulic brake. Suddenly, a mixed noise of metal roar and shrill screams sounded at the top of the inclined surface of the mountain.

Lin Xiang's heart has become as cold as a rock thief - this is a battlefield for life and death, and must be strong and cruel, and do everything. The black muzzle is pointing at the last two skeleton soldiers in the trench.

Looking at Lin Xiang, who was covered in blood on the opposite side, like the god of killing, they barely remained calm. Smiling slightly, Lin Xiang suddenly threw down the assault step gun. Without the other party reacting at all, he reached out and grabbed the two soldiers' shoulders, raised them high, and threw them out from the top of a mountain hundreds of meters high. The scream of death was spread far in the night sky. The Wasteland 360 Night Battle

It wasn't that he deliberately cruel or deliberately wanted to kill, and the magazine was knocked out again.

"We have done everything we should do. Now, everyone is holding on to it."

The ring fortification was equipped with four integrated cannons. Lin Xiang carried a rocket launcher and aimed at the lower platform of the inclined surface to pull the trigger. A bright ball of fire immediately bloomed in the darkness, illuminating everything within a radius of 100 meters. The rising fireball quickly turned into black and red smoke, and burning shrapnel fell from the air like rain, roaring and explosion, shouting at the top of his lungs, and roaring in panic and fear... The calm night completely turned into a noisy and chaotic killing field.
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