Unlimited Military Base

“Sergeant, Sergeant Max, we are surrounded.”!

“Sergeant Max, Ron shot.”

A burst of noisy sounds sounded, surrounded by gunshots and explosions. There are vaguely visible enemies everywhere.

Sergeant Max and his temporary commander, the Skulls commando, were finally surrounded by the US military after being entangled with the chase for several days.

Lieutenant Colonel Karls can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He suffered heavy losses in Longenberg, and a large number of American troops did not even see the shadow of the enemy, and they died in that terrible place.

To this end, the Lieutenant Colonel also took a lot of pressure. He must annihilate all the enemy commandos in order to recover his face.

This German is very embarrassed, their actions are also very careful, but fortunately, they are nowhere to escape.

Carls was not in a hurry to immediately annihilate these Germans. He could see that the resistance of the German soldiers was very tenacious. A strong attack can only cause greater damage to your troops.

He has time, and the Germans will soon be able to make the most of it. At that time. He can easily stand in front of the German commando in the form of a winner.

There is nothing wrong with Karls’s calculations. Max and his commandos are equally aware of the situation they are facing, but they don’t care.

From the first day they followed Major Major Moyol, they were determined to be unable to survive. Under the sudden attack of the enemy, they became losers, and the shame of the losers must be washed with blood.

Either your own or the enemy!

They have created too many miracles with Major Moyol. They don’t care about tomorrow, or they fall on this position today.

It’s always dying, there’s not much difference!

Sergeant Max squatted as much as possible to save bullets and try to kill the most enemies with limited ammunition. As for the Major Moyol who had never heard of the news after leaving, no one thought that he could still come back alive.

But what does it matter? Major Moyol died for his mission, and they could also die for their mission.

The US military’s once-powerful attack was repulsed by the commando. They quickly checked the ammunition, rearranged the position, and then quietly waited for the next attack of the enemy.

“Does the major come back to save us?” Allan gasped and asked.

In the previous combat, he killed an American. When Allan saw the enemy’s head splashing blood and brain, Allan had an excitement.

This is the case with soldiers. When you kill the first enemy, you will feel sick and vomit, but as more and more enemies die in your hands, the most instinctive animal nature of human beings will be fully stimulated. Blood and death only provoke a veteran’s enthusiasm.

Allan, though very young, is already a very qualified veteran. . . . . .

“I don’t know.” Mike Steinan said: “But I don’t think the major can enter Dessau and complete the mission. He has only one person fighting.”

His meaning is clear. Major Moyol has been unable to return, and the same as the Baron Skulls can no longer return to Germany to help Germany. . . . . .

“That’s a pity.” Allan sighed. “I want to fight with the major once again…”

“I also want to continue fighting with the major…” Max said, picking up the telescope and looking at the opposite position. Suddenly, his face changed a bit.

Americans are setting up mortars there!

These damn guys! Sergeant Max murmured in his heart.

Once the American mortars are set up, they will soon fire, and the commando will inevitably suffer more pressure and loss.

In the past, the Germans had occupied an absolute gunfire advantage, but now everything has been reversed. The current German lack of planes, lack of cannons, lack of tanks, not to mention a small commando.

What if Major Moyol is here? Max firmly believes that the major will definitely think of a solution.

“All looking for cover, look for cover!” Max cried out.

His voice has just started and the shelling has begun. A piece of shells screamed and fell, and bursts of fire and fire on the positions of the German commandos.

The commandos were kneeling on the ground, and no one dared to look up and let the shells explode not far from the side.

A scream came, and a commando who was not hiding was wounded. He gasped with a big mouth, and his mouth whipped and his hand stretched out, hoping his companion could save him.

Allan rushed over regardless of his risk of being killed, but he only glanced at it and knew that the player had not saved.

The wounded probably knew his own situation. He painfully used his last strength to make a sound: “Kill me, kill me, do well, kill me!”

The pain caused by the injury is sometimes even more terrible than death. . . . . .

“Kill him Allan, end his pain!” Max yelled out.

Allan shuddered and pulled out the bayonet, his hand groaning constantly. This is the companion in front of me, the team member who has fought with him for so long.

Seeing the bayonet in Allan’s hand, the wounded were not afraid, but there was a relief on the bloody face: “Kill me, Allan, beg you, kill me.”

Allan took a deep breath! Gas gripped the wounded’s mouth with one hand, and the other hand holding the bayonet, stabbed hard toward the heart of his companion.

The wounded struggled a few times, then they did not move,

Allan just released his hand, blood, and splashed him all over the place. That is not the blood of the enemy, it is the blood of my brother!

He vowed that he would never forget this scene, no matter how long it has passed. Even if he is lucky enough to escape this time, when he is old, he will condemn himself the same:

Self-killing a companion who fought side by side!

The shelling stopped, and the enemy’s attack also meant to begin. . . . . . Allan picked up the M16 in his hand and stepped into the position.

He just killed a brother himself, so let the enemy’s blood repay it now. . . . . .

The players did not speak, and those who could move were holding the weapon as tightly as Allan.

No one knows if this is his last fight, but it doesn’t matter if he still has a sigh of relief, he will shoot the last bullet in the gun!

This is the responsibility of a German soldier!

The US military dispersed and touched it here, and several heavy machine guns were constantly ringing. The M2 heavy machine guns on the German positions also showed no fire, blocking the way the Americans attacked.

The US military is very cautious. Once it is attacked by the enemy’s firepower, it will collectively crouch on the ground, and then desperately call for fire support.

Fierce, a helicopter gunship appeared in the sky, and then the machine gun on the helicopter poured a terrible firepower toward the ground.

The German commando was suppressed by death. . . . . .

Max’s mouth showed some smiles. . . . . . American? In order to deal with the 30 German soldiers, not only did they dispatch troops far beyond the German commando, they used mortars and now even helicopters have appeared.

Even if they all die here, they don’t matter!

If it were not all sorts of unimaginable emergencies that occurred after the outbreak of the Great War, the Allies could not defeat the mighty Germany!

The commandos silently endured the attacks from the air, and the two players fell under the mad fire of the helicopter.

The helicopters continued to ravage the troops on the ground until they were satisfied, and then they left the place. But if you want to spend more time, they will reappear.

The Americans probably thought that the Germans on the battlefield were all killed, and they stood up with confidence.

However, it is clear that the battle is not as smooth as they think. The gunshots on the German position resounded tenaciously. . . . . .

Lieutenant Colonel Kars, who was closely watching behind the battlefield, shook his head with some helplessness. This has been the case since the first attack.

These Germans are at a disadvantage both in terms of strength and firepower, but no matter what kind of means they use, they cannot achieve the final victory.

Before the start of the attack, he even imagined that the Germans would choose to surrender in the absolute disadvantage, so he sent his own representative to persuade.

But what is frustrating is that the Germans not only rejected Kars’s “good intentions” but also humiliated Americans. . . . . .

These stubborn Germans, Karls sighed in his heart.

“The major, we were repulsed again.” About 10 minutes later, Major Davis came to Karls, a little frustrated.

10 minutes? Is it only 10 to be repelled once in a minute? Carls was angry. If half of the Germans are brave enough, the battle may have already ended.

Once these American soldiers encounter the enemy’s powerful firepower, they will soon take the initiative to retreat, especially in the case of absolute advantage.

They always think that relying on artillery can make the enemy in front of them yield. . . . . .

“Lieutenant Colonel, tomorrow our Tank will come.” Davis carefully advised: “The Germans must have no place to escape, and the soldiers’ enthusiasm for fighting is not very high, especially in Longenberg. After that time.”

Kars fully understood what it meant by his subordinates. The US troops who had been hit by the Longenberg fire witnessed the miserable deaths of their companions, which caused their morale to suffer a heavy blow.

After all, since the beginning of Germany and the United States, and the US military attacked the German mainland, these American soldiers have always been playing the wind and the wind, encountering a difficult and harsh environment, they will not only adapt, but also become weak. . . . . .

This is completely different from the tenacity of German soldiers. If the US military encounters some setbacks at the beginning, the situation will become much better.

But it is too late to say these words now.

Kars himself felt a little shame, dealing with 30 enemies, actually used the artillery, armed helicopters, and now has to wait for the support of Tank.

There is no need to laugh at the Italians. The American soldiers under their subordinates are no better than the Italians. . . . . .

The current situation has made him no better choice. He can only helplessly.

He turned the telescope again at the opposite position, and his heart suddenly thought:

If the Germans have become their own subordinates, how good. . . . . .

“Find Max and Skulls Commando?”

After resuming the communication with Xiao Ling, Wang Weizhen asked for a place where no one was. !

After receiving a positive answer and the status of Max and the Skulls commando, Wang Weizhen’s brow wrinkled.

He had been indulging there for a long time before he returned to the middle of his companions: “There was news of the commando, they were surrounded.”

Guo Yenfeng and Richtofen are expressionless, and they are not surprised by any sudden situation for them.

But Colonel Kiess is completely different: “Major, you have tried your best, the commando is surrounded by enemies, and with the power of several of us there is no way to save them. Major, you must give up now. Look at the enemy’s attention. When the force was attracted by the commando, he immediately moved to Berlin.”

“Using the sacrifices of my team members in exchange for our lives?” Wang Weizhen smiled coldly: “I said, I will not give up on them.”

Colonel Kiess’s face changed: “Mr. Moyol, please pay attention to your identity. Now I am ordering you as a German Colonel. I am completely obeying my orders!”

When he said this, he suddenly found that the eyes of Major “Moyol” had flashed fierce and fierce eyes, which made Kiess Colonel inexplicably hit a beggar.

He didn’t know who was standing in front of him. He didn’t even know that no one in Germany was willing to give any order to the person in front of him.

He is the real leader of the whole of Germany. . . . . .

“Now, I have the final say here.” Wang Weizhen’s words are still cold: “Colonel Kiess, you have three choices, the first one is to find a way to return to Berlin. But I believe that you take a few steps at most. Will become a prisoner of the Americans again. The second choice, tell me the information you know, I will convey to you for Berlin. The last one, what I say, you must do what I want!”

Colonel Kiess has never encountered such a “subordinate” that is not as good as his own, but so aggressive. He is silent: “Major, here you have the final say. But I have to tell you, I can not fall into the hands of the enemy, and I will not tell you such a major.”

Wang Weizhen sneered, is it because the level of his “major” is too low?

He didn’t pay much attention to this. The most important thing now is how to rescue those commandos.

It is really difficult. There are only four people and four people here who want to rush into the encirclement of the enemy. It is almost possible. In Xiao Ling’s intelligence, the US military placed two companies in the frontal battlefield.

Now how to do?

“Hey–” Guo Yenfeng suddenly made such a voice: “There are vehicles coming here.”

Several people hurried to the ground. After a while, the sound of “rumbling” came and a Tank was coming here.

On the Tank, there are still seven or eight US soldiers sitting.

Several people took a breath and watched Tank and the loudly screaming soldiers pass by in front of them and then stopped not far away.

The American soldiers smirked and jumped from the Tank, constantly talking about something in the exultation. Then, the Tank soldiers in the Tank also appeared.

Wang Weizhen glanced at Guo Yenfeng and Richtofen: “Do you think as much as I thought?”

Guo Yenfeng and Richtofen had smiles on their faces. Wang Weizhen also smiled and turned his head to Kiess: “Colonel Kiess, do you mind being taken prisoner again?”

Colonel Kiess also quickly said: “I don’t mind being a prisoner again, but I have to say that your courage is too big.”

Wang Weizhen’s mouth again showed a smile. . . . . .

“Hey, Peter, why do we want to attack the Germans? We have to go back to the rear.”

“Morris, let’s not say anything weird. This mission is not difficult. It is said that the Germans are only less than 30 people and have been surrounded.”

“Hell, only 30 people are not there? What are the guys doing? Actually, we still need to use our Tank?”

“Probably the sleeping legs with the girls are soft?”

A smirk rang and Morris suddenly pointed to the front and cried: “Look, there are people!”

Lieutenant Peter looked at it, and the three guys seemed to be carrying a man with his hands behind him.

“Stand up, who are you?” Peter asked aloud.

The young man led by “CIA!” holds a document in his hand: “I am the Blatter Pitt agent of the CIA.”

“What are the damn CIAs doing here? Why do they have them everywhere?” Peter obviously didn’t like the CIA, and when they approached, they took Brad. Pitt’s documents were looked at and returned to him, referring to the guy who was handcuffed: “Who is this person?”

“Spy.” Brad. Agent Pitt said carelessly: “Can you imagine? This spy has killed many of us.”

“Oh, the spy of the murder.” The American soldiers called out together. This is simply an unbearable thing for them. The eyes of the spies have also become fierce.

“And, we have the truth, there are 12 individuals on his assassination list!”

“What, this damn guy wants to kill 12 American soldiers!”