Even if the other party is just hungry and wants to ask the field kitchen to prepare a cup of coffee and sandwiches, they cannot get the other party to get what they want.

Based on this idea, the mad dog immediately planned to greet him with bullets.

But he quickly realized that at the current distance, the range of the Type 50 submachine gun in their hands was not enough to reach that communications soldier.

Fortunately, soon after, he was surprised to see a M1 Garland rifle scattered on the ground two or three steps away from his front, and he had an idea in his mind.

He picked it up with his toes and the rifle came into his hands.

Duanping, aiming, and firing. At the moment the gunfire sounded, a bloody flower burst out from the forehead of the communication soldier of the soldier.

Then, he just raised his head and fell down.

At the same time, the blood and white plasma splattered directly splashed the face of the big fish with the rank of colonel when they got closer.

During this process, the mad dog yelled in his mouth: "Put down his weapons, stop killing the gun, and PLA treats prisoners preferentially."

All of the above happened in the flash, and it was also called the mad dog's last useful response driven by combat instinct.

The only shame is that when the mad dog turned his gun and planned to attack the colonel until he lost his ability to move.

The colonel with blood on his face was already shivering, and together with a group of officers and guards around him, they were all lying on the jeep bunker, hiding behind the cover of the jeep...

"Damn it! Can anyone tell me where these three volunteer soldiers appeared? Did they emerge from the ground? Can anyone tell me how they can run so fast?"

After lifting up his sleeves and smearing blood on his face.

In Colonel Cronberts's mouth, he instinctively complained about the above sentence.

However, after he saw clearly that the sleeves on his cheeks had been wiped, there were some white things in addition to the red blood stains.

After vaguely thinking about what those white things should be, I immediately became furious.

He roared loudly, "Anji, Lieutenant Anji, kill them immediately; damn, why do you have the nerve to hide? There are only three of them~"

Under such a statement, Lieutenant Angie, who was responsible for protecting Cronberts on the battlefield, quickly opened the M2 carbine insurance in his hand.

At the same time, facing the officers and soldiers who are now hiding behind various bunkers.

He shouted loudly: "Everyone is ready, wait until I count to three and stand up and fire together, and kill them."

After hearing this, the group of soldiers with at least thirty or forty personnel took off the weapons behind them, or pulled out the pistols from their waists.

At least until now, they have not realized what kind of opponents they are facing.

In their opinion, just three people and three guns, what can I do if I run faster?

During this period, they could vaguely hear someone using a strange accent, but barely understandable English, and shouted a sentence, and the content should be:

Let them put down their weapons, surrender immediately, and then they can get preferential treatment or something.

At this moment, even though Cronberts was about to get knotted because of the sudden turn of the battle, he was still amused by what these volunteers said, and he wanted to laugh for a moment.

Who do they think they are? The three people are like most of the staff of the 5th Cavalry Regiment.

By the way, their team leader must be added.

After the three volunteer soldiers shouted and asked them to surrender, Lieutenant Anji took a deep breath.

Then, he counted loudly: "Wang, bald, Sri, dog~"

After the word "dog" fell into the ears of everyone, their group of 30 and 40 had already stood up suddenly, pulled the trigger in their hands, and greeted the dense bullets.

Only Colonel Berts, the highest-ranking Cron, still squatted on the ground.

It was also this that he saw an almost unimaginable scene.

For example: Among the dense bullets fired at each other by both sides, the driver of Private Jerry stood up and grabbed an M2 heavy machine gun on the back seat of the jeep.

Before he could fire, a bloody ball burst out on his left face, and he just raised his head and fell down. After falling off the jeep, he slammed heavily on the ground like a sack.

Lieutenant Anji, who joined the army for 42 years, experienced the North African battlefield, the Normandy Landing War, and the Pacific War.

Suddenly, it was like mud, and it slipped softly from the lying jeep on the front cover and fell to the ground.

He was not dead, but it was almost time to go. Two obvious wounds on his chest represented the elite soldier officer who was about to burp.

And on the dying occasion, Lieutenant Anji kept muttering in an incredible tone:

"Why? I obviously hit them."

In short, during the brief firefight and attempt, the soldiers, whose number and weapons were more than ten times that of the opponent, seemed to have suffered a great loss.

"No, I must not fall into their hands. I have to find a way to escape."

This was the only thought in Colonel Cronberts' when the sound of "snatching the gun and not killing it" reached his ears again.

As for the ending of the 5th Cavalry Regiment, it is not important to him at this time.
Chapter completed!