Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 897: Team

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There was no gunfire, no movement, the M3 troop transporter that was opening the road was powerful and domineering ..., it was blocked by the truck at the fork.

Leng Buding saw such a truck appear on the road, and the South Korea soldiers responsible for the **** were immediately vigilant. Stop, jump off, spread out in a battle formation, scattered ..., scattered ..., what about the people behind?

The South Korea soldiers of the troop transporter turned around and found that there was only one long train of trucks behind them. Looking at the only truck left, and then asking the driver, the driver was ignorant, and did not know what happened?

The remaining South Korea soldiers are even more ignorant, so they can only send two people to see the situation while staying in place. As a result, a miserable shout came after three minutes: "Brothers in front of you, you have been surrounded. To avoid unnecessary sacrifice, put down your weapons and surrender."

What ...?

The sky is dark gray with lead gray, the mountains are muddy and dirty snow, the cold wind is colder, and the South Korea soldiers on the troop transporter are all stunned and have no idea. They were surrounded by people inexplicably?

Think about the fact that the next dozen cars were silently killed by people. The situation seems to be so bad that it can't be increased. The last ten or so South Korea soldiers look at me, I look at you, and finally can only put down their arms and raise their hands. That looks really miserable ...,

But then a group of happily militia militiamen and drivers emerged from both sides of the road. These people are not regular troops at first glance. They ca n’t even make a gun. When grabbing the weapons laid down by the South Korea soldiers, they were all smiling like Chinese New Year.

It's his mother who surrounded us? It seems that we are stronger!

"Honestly, don't move. Kill whoever you move!" The militiaman responsible for the custody was carrying a bayonet rifle and shouted in a nasty voice. It was a miracle that they actually picked up an armed transport team at this point.

South Korea soldiers are a little unwilling, but when they see the Zhou Qingfeng holding two unlucky captives up, they have become quiet again-this year it is difficult for the Asian population to grow to 1.8 meters tall, more Not to mention the blood in front of him, it was shocking to watch.

"Go to a few drivers and drive up the trucks and troop carriers behind you. Pay attention to the South Korea drivers on the car. I did n’t kill them. Send some militiamen to wake them up to drive us, and beware of their chaos. Kill them if they are not obedient. "

Zhou Qingfeng commanded its team members a few times, and then bold and uninhibited came up and asked the South Korea prisoner who dropped his weapon: "Who is the head?"

Although Uncle Zhou wears a rustic look, where is the iron-blooded temperament of other people, in short, the captives in front of him are regarded as native chickens and dogs. He asked, the eyes of the South Korea soldiers all looked at a guy in his military uniform.

This man had to stand up and say: "I am the leader of the transport team Second lieutenant. We have laid down our weapons and demanded treatment from prisoners of war."

The trucks and troop carriers in the back drove up one after another. The truck drivers were stunned by the Zhou Qingfeng sneak attack at a slow speed, but the troop carrier was a deadly miserable body. Several corpses are almost in different places on the head, and the blood and flesh are extremely scary, just like the slaughterhouse.

This will not say that South Korea soldiers are scared to cry, even the Zhou Qingfeng's militia and militia are frightened. Everyone thought: this fighting hero is really different, killing people is like killing chickens. Really treat people as animals.

South Korea Second lieutenant strongly resisted peeing and said with a cry: "We are asking for the treatment of captives, you can't kill us anymore."

"Enough is enough, I didn't say I want to kill you." Zhou Qingfeng approached slowly, and he wiped the blood on his clothes. In this big winter, the clothes are so cold that they are frozen, which is very uncomfortable. He scolded ‘Damn’ and asked, “Tell me where is this place?”

It says ‘do n’t kill’, but Zhou Qingfeng ’s murderous, non-blinking look is strange because people are not afraid. South Korea Second lieutenant said with a trembling tone: "This is the ancient field."

"Ancient Field?" Zhou Qingfeng searched all the prisoners and cleared the troop carrier. He found a relatively accurate map and a radio station, and asked clearly about the current layout of the South Korea army. The news received surprised him.

The 118th Division is trying to deal with the South Korea Six Division and Seven Regiments advancing to the vicinity of ‘Chu Mountain’. The team that was captured by Zhou Qingfeng came from the regiment supply office ‘Kuangdadong’.

The current situation is that the South Korea seven regiments want to escape, but the fuel supply in the regiment is cut off, and the vehicles in the regiment cannot move. The fleet in front of us carried forty-five barrels of gasoline, two hundred rounds of artillery shells and a lot of supplies to be sent to the 7th Regiment and 1st Battalion occupying Chushan, so that the battalion could drive the car and retreat immediately.

The oil was exhausted and could not be moved. Finally, the Emperor let them airdrop the oil with a transport plane, but all the supplies fell into the hands of Zhou Qingfeng in a flash. It sounds like the South Korea Seven Missions are unlucky, right?

But the problem is that Uncle Zhou ’s current situation is even worse, he stays under the eyelids of the enemy ’s seven regiments, less than two kilometers from the ‘Ancient Place’.

“I ’m going to drop a god? I ’m here to find the troops. But the troops were not found, but they ran to the enemies that the troops wanted to destroy.” Zhou Qingfeng only felt numb. The situation now is not a joke!

Now the South Korea Seventh Regiment is the dog of the family who has to flee the road. The road conditions in the northern mountainous areas of North Korea are extremely poor. The roads that can pass army vehicles are very limited. Zhou Qingfeng appears on the only motorized road where the other party wants to escape.

Two kilometers is only two kilometers, and you can walk over quickly. It ’s not too far from ‘Ancient Field’ to ‘Chu Mountain’. Now that the supply convoy is in trouble and ca n’t reach its destination, the enemy will soon send a search team to see what happened.

If there is a real crossfire, Zhou Qingfeng wants to escape, but his team is destined to be finished, and the task of transporting supplies cannot be completed.

"Should we use radio to contact the superior?" The team leader of the convoy said again.

"Can you contact that superior?" Zhou Qingfeng asked angrily. Communication on the battlefield is confidential. Without corresponding frequencies and passwords, neuropathy will take care of you. Sometimes even to keep the radio silent, you can't find anyone even if you have the correct contact information.

Besides, Zhou Qingfeng is currently a big-headed soldier, can you contact that superior? Did he call a few times, and the Volunteer Command happily replied? That's the hell.

What should I do?

Zhou Qingfeng must go through the 'Ancient Field' stationed in the Seventh Regiment Headquarters of South Korea, and the South Korea Seventh Battalion's battalion must escape from 'Chushan' to 'Ancient Field'. This way.

"You must start your action before the enemy responds." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the seized watch and realized that he had at most an hour to make a decision.

"How about we attack the seventh regiment?" Someone in the team suggested. A group of miscellaneous soldiers killed the enemy, it sounds full of accomplishment.

But Zhou Qingfeng glanced past with contempt, and scolded: "The consequence of wanting to be a Rambo is often to be beaten into a sieve. Now it is not only the regiments and groups of the South Korea seven regiments that occupy the" Ancient Field " The guard company, there are more than two thousand people in the second battalion and third battalion of the Seventh Regiment. Do you want me to die?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng looked at the Seven Regiment Supply Office of ‘Kuangdadong’. He wondered where there should be no enemies? (To be continued.)