On the east side of the block, the two armies fought.

Da da da da da.

The guns were raining, and dense bullets swept away in pieces. The scene was filled with gunfire and a stream of heat was also carried, causing the temperature around to rise.

Puff puff puff puff.

Bullets hit the bunker and gravel splashed.

This is a street battle, without charging, the two armies shot each other on the fortifications across the street, and fought for a long time, but there were not many people who were actually injured or killed.

"Stop shooting!"

With the order, the militants were collectively popular.

Dada.

The opponent's non-North Army gunfire sounded for a while, and the soldiers were also puzzled. Why did they stop suddenly? Are they going to retreat?

The gunshots gradually stopped, and some soldiers even raised their heads and looked at the opposite side.

"Stop the battle! Stop the battle..."

A militant stood up and shouted with a loudspeaker: "You retreat immediately, otherwise we will use yellow cakes and retreat immediately... Our army will not shoot at you..."

Another militant wearing chemical defense suit raised a yellow round cake in his hand, formally radioactive yellow cake.

The negotiations did not last long, and the non-North Army on the opposite side retreated from the bunker and left the block.

They had no choice. After the message was passed to the superior, the superior quickly issued an order to retreat.

The other party has a big killer yellow cake in his hand. Once they use it, the entire area will be destroyed. Even if the other party is defeated, the neighborhood will become an uninhabitable ruin, and no one can get any benefits.

They also got the news that this time Zhaka dared to attack them, but he got some yellow cakes. It is said that the bearded armed forces on Zhaka were looking for a doctor who could make yellow cakes. They came to this area not to fight, but to snatch the doctor.

The non-North Army retreated very quickly, and throughout the whole process, the bearded armed forces did not fire a single shot.

In this way, both sides who were originally killed and killed turned into war into jade.

But in this way, all the pressure reached Zhang Lu's side.

"The whole army sets off!"

"The damn invaders must be killed!"

Leader Mander boarded an armed pickup truck and waved and yelled in the carriage.

Like a pack of wolves, a group of militants responded with roars, boarded the car, waving the flags on the car.

The sound of motorcycles roared, and more than 200 armed forces rushed towards the port.

If Zhang Lu is at the commanding height, he can see smoke and dust rolling on the streets in the neighborhood. This time, motor vehicles are the main ones, forming a long dragon of motor vehicles, whistling in.

Such armed forces cannot be resisted by one or two special forces unless they have tanks, mortars and other weapons to support them.

This is also different from the militants Zhang Lu and the others encountered before. These people are all soldiers on the battlefield and have very obvious military nature, whether in combat methods or weapons and equipment.

...

The mission of Zhang Lu and others is to guard the passage to the dock, win time for the Jiaolong Commando and others, take the overseas Chinese to leave here and arrive at the port safely.

But just because they were eleven of them stationed at major traffic roads, the task pressure could be said to be unprecedentedly huge.

Before, special forces were fighting, lurking and infiltrating, and rushing into the battlefield. Before the opponent could come back to his senses, he rescued the overseas Chinese and left. He acted in the dark and caught the opponent off guard.

Now they are very passive. If they want to intercept the enemy, they must shoot. In this way, they put themselves in the open.

The sharpness of special operations lies in the fact that the gods are unaware of it. Once exposed, they are prone to encountering enemy fire concentrations, especially the opponent and rocket launchers.

If the other party shot him, everything would be over!

"Violet, this is not a solution!"

Zhang Lu said with a serious face: "I have a bad feeling. If no changes are made, my comrades will die here this time!"

Will there be comrades who die here?

After fighting side by side with Zhang Lu for so many times, he never said that Fire Phoenix would have sacrificed people.

This time, he actually talked about the issue of sacrifice.

An Ran naturally would not question Zhang Lu's magical sixth sense. It can be imagined that this time, it is definitely extremely dangerous to guard the channel.

"What do we need to do?" An Ran asked calmly, taking a deep breath.

"We must turn passive into active!"

"How to turn passive into active? Do you take the initiative?"

Zhang Lu shook his head and said, "I'll go to the commanding heights and follow my orders."

After Zhang Lu made the decision, the communications captain Tan Xiaolin said: "Report to the captain, I will go to the commanding heights to deal with the enemy."

"Don't shoot first. When I lead the enemy away, you will fight again. This time you must pay attention to safety, be vigilant, shoot one shot and change the place, and keep changing the position."

When Zhang Lu asked to go to the commanding heights, Tan Xiaolin's heart immediately skipped a beat. Once Zhang Lu fired at the commanding heights, it could attract the enemy's firepower.

But in this way, the enemy will definitely take the lead in removing the threat from the commanding heights, and ordinary guns will not pose much threat to Zhang Lu.

But this group of militants is different. They have a rocket launcher and rockets are shot over. Even if Zhang Lu can dodge the bullet, he cannot avoid the explosion of the rocket.

Although Tan Xiaolin is worried about Zhang Lu's safety, at this time, she can only agree that the commanding heights are indeed a good way to restrain the enemy.

But this method is not suitable for others, only for powerful soldiers like Zhang Lu.

But Tan Xiaolin couldn't help but ask, "Rookie, how are you planning to lure the enemy away?"

As soon as Tan Xiaolin finished asking, Zhang Lu's low roar came from the communicator, like a thunderclap, buzzing in her ears.

The female soldiers also heard Zhang Lu's roar in the communication channel and looked at Zhang Lu in confusion.

Zhang Lu jumped up on the spot and rushed towards a building not far away, like a huge human-shaped gecko, climbing up the building more than ten meters high in just a few seconds.

Ye Cunxin, Tang Xiaoxiao, Shen Lanni... the female soldiers' faces were all black.

What's going on with Zhang Lu?

Do you act alone?

If it were the past, the female soldiers ignored too much and cooperated with Zhang Lu to harvest the militants on the battlefield.

The situation is different now than before. Several rockets ejected over, and no matter how strong Zhang Lu was, he would turn into a pile of ashes.

Why do they give up the commanding heights because they are worried that the other party's rockets will eject and there is no room for escape.

But if it is on the flat ground, they will have a place to escape and run away. As long as they are alert enough, they will still have a chance to avoid the explosion range of rockets.
Chapter completed!