Desperate

On the evening of the second day, when the squad leader repeated the order to all the tank crew, Geng Ying answered very loudly.

The news sent by the scouts is indeed correct. The people of Bangguo have never given up on this fertile land. If they can occupy this plain backed by Guyun Mountain, the resources in the northeast corner of the empire are enough for them to draw the front line again. Three years long.Therefore, despite the obvious decline, Bangguo still sent a company of troops over this evening, hoping that this group of people, not too many and not too many, can successfully turn the situation around.

It's a pity that the empire intercepted this news long ago, so it sent light tanks to destroy this group of national teams.The rear of the tank and the left and right wings are lined with infantry guards to ensure nothing goes wrong.

The large troops have been withdrawing towards the inland one after another since noon, including the Zhou team.Geng Ying reckoned that they had walked almost four or five miles by now.

Team Zhou must not be disappointed!Thinking of this, Geng Ying stepped faster.

They had a tank crew of three, and Geng Ying was the driver, so they ran ahead of the squad leader and the gunner. When Geng Ying got close to the tank, the other two hadn't arrived yet.

Geng Ying climbed up to the top of the tank in three or two quick steps, but found that one of the tank's double doors was open, and he felt a "thump" in his heart. Could it be that after yesterday's training, he really didn't close the hatch?

But don't worry about the urging sound coming from the earphones behind the ear, Geng Ying didn't think much, jumped into the tank cabin, sat on the driver's seat and started the fire skillfully.

The squad leader and the young gunner arrived later, and they also jumped into the hatch.As soon as the squad leader glanced at the observation mirror, he suddenly whispered vigilantly: "That's not right."

Before Geng Ying could react, he saw the squad leader running towards him, yelling, "Aying, hurry—"

Before the word "run" could be uttered, Geng Ying saw the squad leader's head being shot and exploded like a watermelon. Blood and brains splashed out everywhere, staining his bridge.

The little gunner was loading shells, and when he heard the deafening sound, he turned his head and looked back, with a terrified expression on his face: "Squad...Squad leader..."

But before he could utter a complete sentence, he was knocked unconscious by a gun.

The ghost-thin Bangguo soldier is pressing Geng Ying's ear with an M4 carbine. This man is probably the remnant of the collapse of the previous battle. I don't know if he hasn't washed and tidied up for a few days, and his military uniform is torn all over his body. , the red and black blood and mud on his face concealed his true appearance.The man yelled at Geng Ying like a ghost: "Throw all the weapons on your body, including theirs, quick!"

Geng Ying raised his hand, suppressing the fear and regret in his heart, and threw all the grenades and machine guns on his body to the Bangguo people. When he went to search for the squad leader's weapons, he held back his tears so as not to cry out on the spot.

"Now," Bang Guobing picked up the grenade on the ground, and tapped Geng Ying's temple with a rifle in demonstration, "drive the tank towards the plain, and move quickly!"

Geng Ying judged from his words that he was a veteran, and he was probably an infantry soldier with no experience in driving a tank, so he needed to be conscious.

With a thought in his mind, maybe he can still be saved...

Bangguo seemed to see the recruit's thoughts, and sneered: "You don't have to think about it, I just don't know tanks anymore, I can still understand the map." He pointed to the display screen on his finger, "You boy Send me safely to the Bangguo army, obediently leave the tank behind, and we will still treat you kindly. But if..." He narrowed his eyes, "If you are playing tricks, you will be dead anyway, at worst I will pull you away Grenades, you and me, and a dozen or so imperial lackeys outside, if we die together, it’s not a loss.”

Hearing this, Geng Ying broke out in cold sweat. Why did he forget the dozen or so brothers on the left, right and rear of the tank? While gnashing his teeth, he had to ignite the engine, and temporarily drove in the direction indicated by the Bangguo people.

Seeing that the tank had driven them for three or four miles, Geng Ying still had nothing to do.He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and it seemed that the infantrymen who had hoped to find something unusual on the outside also failed.This state soldier was very cunning. After seeing their planned travel map, he followed the route. He only planned to turn against the state army after docking with the state army, and caught the empire by surprise.

The little artilleryman was tied up against the wall, and at this moment he woke up in a daze, and what he saw was Geng Ying being held hostage by Bangguo soldiers, gnashing his teeth and driving a tank.The little soldier glanced at it, and found that the button to turn on the radio was on Geng Ying's left, but it was blocked by the Bangguo.

The little artilleryman froze for a moment, glanced at his legs, and simply, they were not tied.He didn't think too much about it, he just felt that he must contact the headquarters. In a flash in his mind, the soldier's sense of responsibility drove the half-grown child to stagger towards the Bangguo people. He just slammed his head against Bang Guoren's waist.The Bangguo soldiers cried out in pain, and the little artilleryman took the opportunity to shout: "Brother Geng! Contact the headquarters!"

Geng Ying immediately picked up the radio, pressed the button and shouted as if dying: "This is the Iron Armor Department of the Fifth Division. We have been held hostage by the enemy, and we ask for support!"

There was a scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking behind him, and the Bangguo soldier knocked out the little artilleryman again. This time, he distorted his face, and hit the little artilleryman's face with a sharp spike shoe as if venting his anger. Stepping on it, blood dripped from the mouth, nose and eyes of the little soldier, staining the ground red.

The Bangguo man raised his head, his ghostly face was full of gloom: "You're still playing tricks, right?" He raised the grenade, but seeing the Bangguo army getting closer and closer on the map, he couldn't bear it no matter what. Giving up at this moment, I could only yell viciously: "Speed ​​up!"

Zhou Pushen sat cross-legged on the back seat of the truck driving over mountains and mountains, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Meng Wangsong on the side didn't dare to vent his anger, but he just watched Zhou Pushen and remained silent for 3 minutes.At such a critical moment, every minute and every second is variable, and he finally couldn't help but ask: "Captain, should we report to the top?"

Zhou Pu frowned tightly, but his voice was still very calm: "Report, of course we have to report. But, I'm afraid it's too late."

Meng Kansong turned to look at the markings on the map. The red dots representing the Banguo people were about to meet the yellow dots representing the tanks.If the Bangguo people got this tank out of thin air, the situation would undoubtedly be very unfavorable to them.

He was a little anxious: "Captain, let's follow up and ask for reinforcements. The tanks can't be snatched by the Bangguo people."

Zhou Pu took a deep look at him, and there seemed to be a cold current floating in his deep eyes: "Don't I know the consequences?"

Meng Kansong shuddered, and his voice became softer: "Then reinforcements..."

"Now our company must not turn around to reinforce the tank team. If the kidnapped Bangguo people turn around and attack us, the whole company will be caught in such a fierce artillery fire." Zhou Pu narrowed his eyes deeply. I don’t know how long it will take to come here.”

Meng Kansong frowned to understand the meaning of Zhou Pushen's words. His eyes fell on the captain, and he was sitting there alone, with thick eyelashes hanging down, covering the expression in his eyes.

Meng Kansong suddenly realized something, and looked at Zhou Pushen in disbelief: "Instructor, you don't mean to... no!"

A trace of cruelty flashed across Zhou Pushen's face: "No, what, go to the supply truck and bring me the bazooka, and besides," his eyes seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years: "Go get the armor-piercing bombs. .”

Meng Wangsong was completely stunned. He had always understood Zhou Pushen's inhumanity. He had experienced this personally during training in the barracks, but he never expected that Zhou Pushen would treat the soldiers brought out by his subordinates personally That was more than a dozen human lives, and they were thrown away mercilessly when they should be thrown away.

It's like a cold-blooded and heartless machine.

On the other side, Zhou Pushen was still talking to the radio as if no one else was there, his expressionless face was in stark contrast to his enthusiastic tone: "You must persevere, the company will seek support soon." Meng Kansong was still stuck in the car like a mallet, Zhou Pu lowered his eyelids deeply, and said angrily, "Can you understand human speech?"

Meng Wangsong felt that he was frozen from head to toe. For the first time, he felt resistance to the instructor he was convinced. He replied coldly: "Whoever wants to go, I won't go anyway."

Zhou Pu's eyes widened, and he grabbed Meng Kansong's collar furiously, and raised his hand to open his mouth: "It's against you! You don't even listen to the commander's order on the battlefield, you are worthy of the military badge on your body ?!"

Not to be outdone, Meng Wangsong yelled back: "I only obey the correct order! This kind of thing," he spat, "I can't do anything to my comrades in arms!"

"What's right?" Zhou Pushen's eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed Meng Kansong's hand more and more tightly, "Brat, let me ask you, what's right?"

Meng Kansong was a little stunned.

He only felt that Zhou Pushen's decision was incorrect, but he never knew what was correct.

"Look at the song," Zhou Pushen loosened his collar and said firmly, "I know I look unreasonable like this. But the tank is about to drive out of the range of the rocket launcher. If such a weapon of mass destruction is allowed to It was taken away by the Bangguo people. It will not be the dozen or so people in the tank squad that will die, but you, me, and the brothers in the entire company will all die."

"Furthermore, the plain that we managed to recapture, including the entire Guyun Mountain, may be breached by the Bangguo people. If this happens," Zhou Pu sneered, "Looking at Song, you will do well for the ages." Are sinners ready?"

Meng Kansong stared, unable to speak.

Zhou Pushen had already got out of the car at this time, and Meng Wangsong could only see his back: "You can't do it, but I can do it. You are a private soldier, so you don't have to be responsible for your own choices. But me," he paused , "My choice is responsible to the brothers in the entire company."

"On the battlefield, human life is cheap, and I can only choose the side with the least loss." As soon as the words fell, Zhou Pushen's tall and straight figure disappeared into the traffic.