After the regiment commander ordered the chief of staff to set up the tent, he deployed all ambush. It seemed that all that was left was waiting. They believed that after doing so much preparation, the next thing they should do was to wait for the result.

But as time passed by minute by minute, there was no movement around him, which made the regiment commander and the chief of staff feel uneasy.

I don’t know how long I waited, but all the brothers seemed extremely tired because of their high mental tension before. Many brothers could no longer hold on and started to fall asleep.

"Damn it, if this continues, I'm about to fall asleep!" The commander's patience seemed to have been completely wiped out by time. He was still able to stand here and speak at this moment, which means that his condition was already extraordinary. If this continues, he really doesn't know how long he can last.

But no matter what, he felt that this would not be a problem. He felt that he had to be prepared to stick to this place for a long time. So after he cursed and said, he immediately stood up from behind the tent and said to the Chief of Staff: "Divide our troops into two teams and take turns on duty. I will go to the tent to talk for a while!"

This series of command and unfavorable combat made him feel tired. At this moment, his eyes were constantly fighting. If he didn't go to rest, he really didn't know if he could hold on.

"Yes! You can rest first!" The Chief of Staff naturally did not dare to say anything. The leader of the regiment was his commander. Now the regiment commander was about to rest. Of course, it was not convenient for him to say anything as a subordinate. He could not do anything except to take over the regiment commander here.

The regiment commander didn't say much nonsense, just waved his hand as the chief of staff, then went directly into his command tent and found a place to have a good rest.

As soon as he lay on the bed, he fell into deep sleep. The sound of Zhentian snoring instantly reminded him of how sleepy he was at this moment.

I don't know how long he had been sleeping, but in his sleep he was awakened by a violent gunfire. His first reaction was that the commando entered his ambush circle and was fighting with his brother. He felt that he had to get up and see with his own eyes how his ambush was dealing with those bastards, so he turned over and jumped out of the bed immediately, wearing military uniform and going to get the gun.

But before he could pull out the Browning pistol, the muzzle of a rifle was immediately pressed against the back of his head, and then a low voice came: "Don't move, stay honestly!"

As the words fell, a man rushed to his right hand with the gun and grabbed the pistol directly from his hand.

At this moment, he saw clearly that the person who snatched his pistol was a completely unfamiliar face. Although he was wearing a military uniform, he wore a mesh cloak outside. The rifle in his hand was also wrapped with a cloth strip that was the same color as the military uniform, leaving only the muzzle and bolt position exposed outside.

He didn't know this person at all. It can be said that he had never seen him before. Of course, he wouldn't be a person in his own team. Therefore, the word "rebel" appeared in his mind and he exclaimed in his heart that he was not good.

These rebels could appear in front of him, and seize his gun and press his rifle against him, which proved that everything he had deployed outside was in vain.

"Captain, good guy, it's a Browning!" The person who was snatching was nothing but Han Zhengdong from the commando. At this moment, he carefully checked the pistol, but he was so happy.

At that time, the Browning pistol was not something that ordinary officers could afford to wear. Now the gun fell into his hands, as if a big girl was about to marry him, and her mouth was almost cracked when she smiled.

"Don't daydream, no matter how good the gun is, it must be handed over. This is discipline, forgot?" Wang Si really couldn't bear to pour cold water when he saw his happy look. But as the leader of the team, he couldn't know about discipline but said nothing, so he could only say to the boy.

"It's so disappointing. I haven't warmed up in my hands yet!" Han Zhengdong looked at Wang Si with a reluctant look, but he was helpless because he knew that discipline is discipline and no one can change it.

"Turn around and look at me!" Wang Si ignored that boy Han Zhengdong anymore, but said to the guy under his gun.

This guy is already his captive, and he thought that it was his right to do it, so at this time he felt it was necessary to see what kind of person the guy who became his opponent was.

Hearing Wang Si's words, the commander slowly turned around and looked at Wang Si's side in order not to anger the other party. Only then did he see clearly that the man with a gun on his head was a thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an old scar on his face.

Although this man was not over thirty years old, he could see from his eyes that the other party was at ease, as if he was not affected by such a long-term command of the battle, and he was not tired at all. This was a clear difference from the regiment commander.

"Oh? Or a colonel leader? The masters of the chief officer really look down on me, Wang Si, and actually sent a reorganized regiment to encircle me!" Wang Si poked the military rank on the other party's neck with the muzzle in his hand, then tilted his head slightly and glanced at him carefully.

"Since it has fallen into your hands, if you want to kill and cut, you don't need to speak sarcastically here!" When the commander heard this, he reached out and pushed the muzzle of the rifle that Wang Si was stuck on his neck, and then said to Wang Si, glaring at Wang Si as if he was fearless of life and death, and then carried his body slightly, as if he was not going to look at Wang Si more.

"Oh? You're not a little temper!" Hearing this, Wang Si immediately smiled at the brothers beside him, then looked at the commander and said.

"Report!" Just as Wang Si was talking to the regiment commander, He Guoqing walked in from outside and saluted in front of Wang Si, "Captain, all the ambushers outside were dealt with, no one left!"

"Brothers, do a pretty job!" Wang Si immediately praised He Guoqing, and then continued to say to the commander who faced him with his back on his back, "Sorry, your group of 2,128 people have become my prisoners ten minutes ago. Do you want to go and see it with your own eyes?"

"Prisoners? Haven't they been killed by you?" The commander of the regiment immediately looked at Wang Si, looking at Wang Si with discomfort and said.

He didn't believe that Wang Si could actually let more than 2,000 brothers under his command live. If this matter was changed, he would never tolerate these troops that were most likely to become his tough opponents to live and become future troubles. Therefore, he did not believe Wang Si's words, but he also expected that this was true in his heart, which was very contradictory.
Chapter completed!