Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

A veteran is a veteran. He has been on the battlefield, and he has been through the hail of bullets. What else in this world can scare him?

He stood up and said with a thick red neck: "Fight with them, fight, I was not a bad soldier when I was a soldier, and I can't be a bad soldier after I retire."

The old man looked back at the insensitive crowd squatting on the ground, and said, "Don't let people look down on us, us Chinese people."

"The old man who won't let me step into the coffin half a step, looks down on you."

"Stand up for me, stand up and fight, instead of nesting here and slaughtering everyone like pigs and dogs."

No one responded.

The hostages squatting on the ground didn't even dare to look directly at the old man's menacing eyes. They were afraid, and their blood was already cold.

There was a trace of sadness in the old man's eyes, sad and sad, this is a sad person who has no blood.

The old man rushed forward without saying anything, and murmured: "Squad leader, I heard you blowing the charge horn again. Huang Shengyong of the 7th regiment, 2nd company, 1st platoon, and 3rd squad reported for duty and asked to join the battle."

He passed Zhang Lu, just like he was on the battlefield back then, he was not afraid of death, and rushed directly to the enemy's bunker.

A soldier covered in blood resolutely chose to lay down his weapon in order to save them.

An old man in his sixties and a retired veteran, for the sake of dignity and faith, he resolutely launched a charge against the enemy.

The first reaction of the dozen or so hostages squatting was ashamed.

Amidst the shame, the body trembled, not because of fear, but because of the awakening of something, the activation of something flowing in the blood.

"Damn it, fight!" Someone stood up, cursed harshly, and followed.

"This soldier was killed, and we are dead too. We are dead anyway. Why do I want to be a pig and dog, waiting for others to kill me! Fuck you!"

Another young man stood up and strode forward.

More and more people chose to stand up, but they still hesitated and did not take a step forward.

The mobile phone in the old man's pocket rang, and his ringtone was March of the Volunteers.

The loudspeaker of the elderly phone is very loud.

People who don't want to be slaves.

Put our blood on.

Build our new great wall

……

Amidst the uplifting and unyielding singing, the blood lurking in the body was ignited, and more and more people took the first step, the second step...

Chapter 245 Devouring Eyes, The Choice of Plum Blossom K

Chapter 245 Devouring Eyes, The Choice of Plum Blossoms

Zhang Lu saw the old man approaching him, he was speechless, what are you doing for an old man, he was so scared that he stepped forward and grabbed him, saying: "Old man, don't go forward, this is a matter for the soldiers, you hide inside .”

The sixtieth old man said angrily: "I am a veteran, you are a new soldier, I want to join the battle."

"I am rushing in with a hail of bullets, will I be afraid of these bastards with guns?"

Zhang Lu was slightly taken aback, this old soldier is tough, this time he really beat him.

Looking back, the crowd behind them all followed, and their eyes were a little relieved. It's not that this generation has no blood, but it's just that they haven't been inspired.

Zhang Lu held the old man tightly and said, "Old soldier, I will take the lead in this matter, and you will take the lead."

After speaking, Zhang Lu strode forward and kicked open the door of the monitoring room.

Zhang Lu was calm and walked into the monitoring room slowly.

The crowd behind him followed Zhang Lu silently without speaking, but their faces were full of indignation, their eyes were full of anger, and they looked directly at the three terrorists in the monitoring room.

Mei Hua froze for a moment, he never expected that a group of unarmed ordinary people would dare to walk over.

But so what.

No matter how many of these ordinary people there were, they could not threaten his life.

Mei Hua raised her pistol and pointed it at Zhang Lu, her eyes fixed on Zhang Lu.

That's right, it was this man with terrifying skills who killed his subordinates.

Their Plum Blossom team had never encountered such a large number of casualties, and it was him himself who almost handed over to the opponent.

Mei Hua stood on the chair and asked in a cold voice, "Is that the plum blossom you killed?"

"If the sniper you mentioned is called Mei Hua, then I killed it."

Zhang Ludao: "I gave her three chances to shoot."

Although Mei Blossom had already guessed it, he still couldn't help but feel shocked when Zhang Lu said it.

Meihua is his subordinate, but he is not his subordinate either, because he spent 1000 million to hire him.

Mei Hua is the mysterious outer disciple of the Shadow Sect, and every member of the Shadow Sect is a top-notch sniper.

When they come out of this mysterious organization, they will join the battlefield and sharpen their killing skills in the battlefield.

Mei Hua is not an inner disciple of the Shadow Sect, she has only obtained the code name of Shadow, but even if she is a disciple of the outer sect, it is not something ordinary people can deal with.

Her specialty is assassination, lurking in the shadows, like a predator hiding in the shadows, hunting prey wantonly.

"If you killed Meihua, you don't need my ace poker. People from the Shadow Gate will never let you go." Meihua suddenly laughed, as if looking at a dead person.

The Shadow Gate is the overlord of the underground world, a powerful organization specializing in training snipers.

The way they train is horrific.

Putting a newborn child to grow up in the shadows will turn a normal human into a person who likes darkness and lives in shadows all his life.

They like the dark and breathe freely in the dark.

They exist to kill, kings of the shadows.

These people have a code name, Shadow.

A master who is as strong as a plum blossom and can shoot a sniper is only an outer disciple, who has been code-named shadow.

Every member of the Shadow Gate dies at the hands of the enemy, and the shadow will crawl out of the experienced killer until the enemy dies.