Rosquez shook his head, it was really unlikely that 150 kilometers a night.

The physical fitness of special forces is strong, but the general limit is to march for dozens of kilometers in a hurry. Moreover, this team is a tired army, and it is a miracle that can walk dozens of kilometers while walking at night!

Odorden thought for a while and asked, "Do we need to contact the two commanders, Cavalo and Nevaro?"

Rosquez hesitated for a moment and waved his hand, "No, I want to see if this Allied coalition can still create miracles!"

"After all, we used aircraft to fight on a large scale, which is considered a violation. Besides, these two people are not stupid either!"

Odorden didn't ask much, and focused on the red dots on the big screen!

At this time, Zhang Lu and others marched for three hours.

If this continues, there is a real chance to complete it.

However, the combat environment is not static, and the battlefield is always unpredictable.

It started to rain suddenly.

After it rained, sweat mixed with rain, and the combat uniform was pressed against his body, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and the cold air entered his body, and he couldn't help but shivered.

The ground was covered with water and was very slippery, and everyone marched urgently.

Plop, plop.

The sound of falling is endless.

After falling down, he kept lying on the ground, allowing the rain to fall on his face, and breathed heavily with his mouth open.

Zhang Lu also stopped and recovered his strength.

Olmerd couldn't help but say, "I really can't understand that the soldiers of Yan Kingdom were able to do more than 100 kilometers on rainy nights, which was a miracle on the battlefield!"

"Yes, I'm still a special forces soldier. It's not a problem to have two or three times the physical fitness of the Red Fourth Army soldiers. But on a rainy day, we all fell to the ground in a mess." Joseph couldn't think of the passage.

"The times are different. Everyone has firm beliefs in the revolutionary martyrs of that era."

Zhang Lu imprinted the strongest military spirit of the times, and could feel the spirit imprinted on the Long March, saying: "The strategic significance of flying to capture Luding Bridge is great. If they do not take it down, the large troops in the rear will face the encirclement of the enemy army, and the flames of revolution may be extinguished."

"Yes, this is a great spiritual power, and it is this power that allows us to conquer the world." Tan Xiaolin sighed.

The location of everyone at this moment is a wilderness valley surrounded by mountains and cliffs and boundless wilderness.

Just as they fell to the ground to rest, there were a burst of gurgling sounds in the sky.

Qubiazhuo jumped up and said in surprise: "This is the sound of the eagle."

The sound of the sculpture?

How can there be sculptures on the island?

Everyone walked over with curiosity, because the scream became louder and louder, as if they were about to penetrate the golden cracked stone.

It came into view, but it was a shocking scene.

On the cliff, a group of black eagles besieged two white eagles.

The two white eagles were extremely fierce. With their cooperation, they even beat dozens of black eagles to avoid getting close.

From time to time, the corpses of black eagles fell from the sky and fell off the cliff.

Everyone was even more confused. Why did a group of black eagles attack the two white eagles? Why didn’t these two white eagles leave and fight to the end?

Olmerd used his telescope to see a huge black thing on the cliff, the bird's nest!

Without an observer, Ye Cunxin, the sniper who temporarily acted as an observer, yelled excitedly: "Where is a novice in the white eagle."

As soon as the words fell, the black eagle in the sky disappeared and flew to the sky, leaving a black eagle flying very slowly, as if it was falling behind.

A white eagle chased after him, and one black and one white disappeared from the horizon.

Zhang Lu had already guessed something and couldn't help but shout: "The Bai Diao is going to be miserable!"

"Is this the sixth sense?" Olmerd asked.

The sixth sense of war is so amazing, even Diao’s battle can be sensed!

Olmerd was stunned. This was too amazing. His eyes suddenly looked at Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu Zizhi let it go, and the topic changed: "That is a tactic of the black eagle."

Zhang Luyi reminded that He Lu, the military advisor in the Fire Phoenix, immediately saw it and said, "That's right, this is a very powerful and practical tactic, digging the tiger away from the mountain."

Tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Isn’t this the move that Zhang Lu likes the most?

Facing the troops of R country, they either played a perfect lure out of the mountain, and then led them and attacked the R country camp with only more than 300 people left, and also beheaded the highest commander of R country, Wendo, Yamaguchi.

When Joseph thought of this, he laughed and said, "If you say that you are luring the tiger away from the mountain, this is the best skill of the leader!"

Everyone laughed. Indeed, if they were luring the tiger away from the mountain, their leader would be the strongest, and they would be able to attract the commander every time.

But Zhang Lu said again: "The White Eagle is going to be miserable!"

Sure enough, a group of black eagles rushed down in the air and besieged the only white eagle on the scene.

Although the white eagle is fierce, it is outnumbered.

White feathers kept falling in the air. They were not one or two, but fell in pieces, and the feathers were almost stripped naked.

With a shrill eagle cry, the white eagle quickly fell off the cliff, not knowing life and death.

Everyone sympathized with the small number of white eagles. Looking at the formation, they knew that the white eagles would definitely die, and they all roared in anger.

The white eagle that was chasing the black eagle flew back.

The stern eagle cry of his companion made it extremely angry and attacked the black eagle wildly regardless of everything.

The sound of eagle cries kept ringing, piercing through the gold and cracking stones. The white eagle was like a fighter plane, moving rapidly and fiercely. Five or six black eagles were killed on the spot. The remaining black eagles showed timidity and all dispersed.

The white eagle's claws hooked the body of a black eagle, looking at the sky flapping its wings and flying high. The sound was like a cuckoo crying with blood. Even everyone could hear the sadness in the screams.

Out of everyone's expectations.

The white eagle flying toward the sky suddenly fell down.

He actually hit the cliff.

Bang bang bang bang.

The bodies rolled down from the cliff, and many rocks rolled down.

The white eagle was dying for love!

The female soldiers all started to cry. Is this the most poignant love?

Ye Cunxin was touched and said, "It turns out that the lyrics written by Yuan Haowen ask about the world, what love is, and it is a matter of life and death? The two flying guests from all over the world, the old wings have several times of cold and heat, joy, and parting, and there are even more foolish children... You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and evening snow, and only the shadows are towards... It's true!"

Even the strong male soldiers like Joseph and Doyle had their chests blocked, and even wild beasts were like this, let alone humans.

But Orr said heavily: "I am different from you. I see the spirit of Ning's death in battle!"

The spirit of dying in battle?

Everyone was chewing on this sentence and fell into silence.
Chapter completed!