Did the school beauty trick me into going to Myanmar? I turn on the dead soldier system

Chapter 93 The Dead Soldiers attack the Burmese Army at night!

Of course, although the battle here was rapid, it also caused quite a stir.

At the nearest camp, I still noticed something was wrong.

The rapid bursts of gunfire were fleeting, indicating that the encounter occurred very quickly.

"What's going on? Is it an enemy attack?"

The camp commander frowned, his face gloomy.

He immediately asked his men to wake up all the soldiers.

"Quick! Inform everyone to be alert and send people out to investigate the situation!"

"Yes!"

His camp is not big, but there are about 5000 people.

There are dozens of camps like his in this area.

Their campsites are not fixed and change locations almost every day.

Focus on a guerrilla tactic.

At the same time, because of the leadership struggle for power, they have been without food supplies for two days.

...

In the camp, all the soldiers were holding firearms and standing ready, alert to everything around them.

Any sign of disturbance will attract their attention.

As a result, they found that they had waited all night but did not wait for the enemy to arrive.

That's right, the army of dead soldiers led by Ye Lingqing didn't attack their camp at all.

Instead, we headed straight into this mountainous area.

The Burmese army station in this kind of fringe area can be killed by their army in just one encounter, so why should they waste this time.

Deep into the battlefield, the army of dead soldiers soon encountered another battalion of the Burmese army.

Compared with the previous camp, this camp is larger, and there are as many as [-] soldiers in it, which is considered a good opponent.

"half an hour!"

Ye Lingqing's cold voice echoed in the ears of the senior dead soldier, and then he held a dagger and headed towards the camp in the night.

Seeing this, the remaining senior soldiers took out their daggers one by one.

They also like playing sneak attacks very much.

After all, they are also special forces level beings.

Hidden assassination is not a problem for them.

From different angles, they quietly moved towards the direction of the camp.

The secret whistle on the road was easily removed by them.

Soon, they arrived not far from the simple camp.

"Pfft--"

The next moment, a ray of silver light shot out from her sleeves and went straight to the throat of a soldier in a watchtower nearby.

The soldier heard the news but couldn't avoid it at all.

He subconsciously covered his throat, and blood continued to pour out, and then he collapsed.

"咻咻咻---"

A few more rays of cold light flashed through, and the remaining soldiers guarding the sentry died one after another. Their bodies lay on the ground, still twitching slightly.

The dead soldiers from other directions sneaked up and then sneaked away the sentries.

Then, dark figures climbed over the simple fence and entered the camp one by one.

Ye Lingqing glanced around, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to play freely.

Before the other party discovers them, let them feel their strength.

Late at night, among the many tents in the camp, Burmese soldiers were sleeping soundly.

Countless dead soldiers quietly entered one tent after another.

Suddenly, in a tent, a Burmese soldier sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said to himself doubtfully: "Strange, I seem to have had a dream. I dreamed that someone came into my room. Could it be? Are you too tired from working during the day today? Or do you miss a woman? "

He glanced to the side and saw that all the tent mates were sleeping soundly. He shook his head and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

He thought to himself: I must have exhausted my head, it was just a dream, yet I thought it was real.

The Burmese soldier did not notice that he was the only one breathing in this tent.

As soon as he closed his eyes, a cold light flashed.

Immediately afterwards, a long and thin scar appeared on his neck.

Accompanied by a soft popping sound.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

After they massacred the sleeping soldiers for seven minutes, a senior soldier finally died. Unfortunately, he was caught by a Burmese soldier who got up at midnight to urinate.

Seeing the senior soldier in black, the soldier yelled: "Who is this!"

When marching and fighting, a soldier's sleep is not so deadly!

Therefore, the soldiers' roar immediately woke up the soldiers in several surrounding tents.

The dead soldier instantly killed the soldier who made the sound, but it was too late.

The sound of rifle shots rang out in the silent night, completely waking up the peaceful camp.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gunshots gradually intensified throughout the night sky.

The Myanmar soldiers, after a brief panic, began to fight back with guns.

However, their speed is obviously not as fast as the dead soldiers.

Almost as soon as the first gunfire rang out, all the senior soldiers took out their AK47s and began to fire endlessly.

Their bullets are unlimited.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The soldiers' shouts resounded throughout the camp. After the first round of harvesting and the baptism of bullets, almost all of the [-] Burmese troops were left.

Only 5000 men were left to fight back.

Soldiers of this strength are no match for senior soldiers. They used their dexterous movement, complex environment and superb marksmanship to almost crush the situation and kill the Burmese army.

However, bullets have no eyes, and no matter how skilled they are, some lucky people will inevitably be shot in such chaotic gun battles.

In this wave, one to two hundred high-level dead soldiers were sacrificed.

This made Lin Chen feel very distressed. This was all money!

Depend on!

This time, 20 billion is gone.

Lin Chen deeply felt that talent is the essence of money.

Fortunately, with 2 casualties, the army of dead soldiers successfully killed the Burmese army camp with a total of [-] troops.

In this regard, Lin Chen was quite helpless when he learned the specific news.

The camps they were stationed in were almost all in plain areas and very simple. They were all tents and there were no shelters.

Once a large-scale battle breaks out, there is absolutely no way to avoid casualties from stray bullets.

Lin Chen immediately told Ye Lingqing that while doing things, be careful. It is best to choose a target within a controllable range.

You can make waves and run away, focusing on harassment.

Waiting until daybreak, he arranged for two armies to attack at the same time.

At the same time, fighter jets and helicopters provide cover. As long as they encounter an enemy, they will immediately be ready with artillery shells.

As for fighter planes burning fuel and wasting resources when flying?

Are you kidding, Lin Jiajun, do you still lack this little thing?

After receiving Lin Chen's latest instructions, Ye Lingqing also felt a little guilty.

That's right, just a hint.

After all, Lin Chen can re-summon those dead soldiers.

And she helped the master earn money.

Summoning thousands of high-level dead soldiers is not a problem at all.

She has nothing to feel guilty about.

Go on, next one!

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