Film and Television: From the Seventh Interlude Company to Forge Glory

I don't know if it's because of Wu Qianli's words, or because of the gun in his hand.

Wu Qianli chuckled, and said, "My gun was captured by a recruit. You might not believe it, even if we put it together, we are no match for that kid!"

Tan Ziwei glanced at him and said, "Why don't you believe me? Are you talking about Lin Zhan?"

Wu Qianli was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise, "Have you seen him?"

Tan Ziwei nodded and sighed:

"That little comrade, Bazooka, fought well. During the battle, he helped our third battalion and even saved my life!"

He was talking about Lin Zhan's bombardment of US tanks, and the joint operation between the two later, Lin Zhan dealt with the US soldiers who were about to fire black guns in the small building.

"It turns out that this kid left the team and was abducted by you!"

Suddenly, Wu Qianli finally understood what Lin Zhan had done when he left the main force.

"Where's Lin Zhan?"

Tan Ziwei glanced at several people, but after not finding Lin Zhan's figure, his eyelids twitched indistinctly.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and accidents will happen if they are not kept in order.

Tan Zi would inevitably feel sorry if such a good seedling died.

Wu Qianli shrugged and said: "He speculated that the enemy would launch an air strike and wanted me to order a retreat, but I refused..."

Tan Ziwei's eyes were fixed, he put away the gun in his hand, and remained silent.

Because he knew that Lin Zhan's worries were not unreasonable. After the position here was defeated, the US military would probably launch an air strike.

But he also knew that with the captives and wounded, there was no way for large troops to evacuate in a short time. Once the enemy planes attacked during the evacuation, the volunteer soldiers gathered together would undoubtedly suffer even more heavy losses!

Putting away his thoughts, Tan Ziwei looked at Fifty Thousand Li, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How old is it?"

"Nineteen!" Wu Wanli replied.

After Tan Ziwei and Wu Qianli looked at each other, he smiled and took Wu Wanli's shoulders and walked to the side.

"Little bunny..."

Tan Ziwei's laughing and cursing words stunned Wu Wanli, his face full of bewilderment.

Tan Ziwei suddenly asked, "Have you seen an enemy plane?"

Wu Wanli nodded subconsciously.

Tan Ziwei added: "When the door at the back of the plane opened, all the guns came down, but we were all in yellow clothes, one by one, the sacrificed brother, what should we call him?"

"What do we call someone who freezes to death on the road without eating or sleeping for six days and nights?"

"Those who rushed to a place ten meters away from the enemy before throwing grenades and were killed themselves, what do you call them?"

Having said that, Tan Ziwei grabbed Wu Wanli by the collar, the smile on his face restrained, and he said in a deep voice:

"There is no hero who can't be frozen to death, let alone a hero who can't be killed, only the glory of a soldier!"

At this moment, a small sound suddenly came from the distant sky.

Everyone in the camp stopped their movements and looked up blankly.

Tan Ziwei's face suddenly changed, he tore off the gun from his body, threw it on the ground, and shouted:

"A U.S. military plane is coming!"

"Bazooka!"

While roaring, Tan Ziwei ran fast.

After receiving the bazooka handed over by a soldier, Tan Ziwei ran towards the top of the hillside at the fastest speed.

At the same time, Ping He also picked up his gun and followed closely behind.

Wu Qianli stood where he was, staring into the distance, and murmured:

"Lin Zi, you are right..."

Chapter 45 What are you doing here?

"Om..."

When Tan Ziwei and Ping He ran to the hillside... an American fighter jet had already flown close, whizzing past their heads!

Without saying a word, Ping He put his finger in his mouth, then suddenly raised the gun, and pulled the trigger one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three bullets were fired in a row, and only one shot hit the wing, but it failed to cause effective damage.

After circling half a circle in the air, the plane turned around and swooped down towards them, obviously intending to shoot machine guns.

But at this moment, a flame suddenly shot up from the ground in the distance!

After drawing a trajectory in the air, it accurately hit the wing of the plane!

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion, and the left wing of the plane was directly blown off, falling obliquely downward like a kite with a broken string!

"A bazooka?"

Tan Ziwei, who was holding the bazooka in his arms, was slightly taken aback as he planned to take aim at the right opportunity.

Obviously he didn't expect... There was someone who moved faster than him, fired first, and made a precise horizontal prediction!

You know, even Tan Ziwei is experienced and an expert in using bazooka!

It can only predict the trajectory of the aircraft vertically and carry out ground-to-air strikes.

He deeply knows how difficult it is to predict the plane laterally!

"Is it Lin Zhan?"

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Lin Zhan's figure jumped out of Tan Ziwei's mind immediately, but he was a little uncertain.

Ping He nodded heavily and said, "It must be Lin Zi! Only he can do it!"

Tan Ziwei glanced at him, threw the bazooka in his hand, and asked with a smile, "What's it called?"

Obviously, Tan Ziwei was a little surprised that Ping He was able to hit the plane with a rifle.

Ping He caught Bazooka firmly with both hands, and said loudly: "Report! The [-]th place in the Seventh Company! Ping He!"

Seeing the plane slanting downwards and finally hitting the snow mountain in the distance, both of them were slightly relieved.

But none of them noticed that a small shell slipped quietly from the hatch of the plane and landed firmly in the camp!

In the camp, seeing the plane being shot down, Wu Qianli just showed a smile.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a cannonball slantingly inserted on the ground not far away.

The shell did not explode, and thick red smoke rose slowly from the tail.

Wu Qianli's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his hands, waving them and shouting, "Get out! Get out!"

"It's a marker bomb!"

But at this moment, a figure was as fast as lightning, and rushed straight to the side of the marker bomb!

Picking up the logo bomb with one hand, he rushed towards the distant hillside.

"Linzi?!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Qianli trembled all over.

Not only him, but all the volunteer soldiers in the camp saw this scene.

"Linzi!!!" Yu Congrong also roared.

Lei Suisheng, who was studying the American cannon he had just seized, looked up at the one carrying the marking bomb.

Shrouded in thick red fog, the fast-running figure murmured:

"Linzi..."

For some reason, Lei Suisheng suddenly felt an unprecedented heartache.

as if...

When I was young, I watched a comrade push him away, but I was turned into a sieve by the machine gun... That kind of heartache is exactly the same!

In just a dozen seconds of effort, he had already run a distance of three to four hundred meters by holding the sign and playing Lin Zhan!

He turned directly over the mountain and disappeared from everyone's sight.

All I could see was the red smoke rising from the ground, and rapidly fading away.

"Om..."

The roar of the plane came from the distant sky, and everyone's expressions changed.

The U.S. fighter jets roaring from the sky... There are actually more than a dozen of them!

"The platoon leader!"

Wu Wanli seemed to realize something!

Desperately chased in the direction where Lin Zhan was running, but was hugged by Wu Qianli.

With tears in his eyes, Wu Qianli roared loudly: "Seventh company! Evacuate to the north immediately!"

Lin Zhan was running towards the south, and the marker bombs were there. Evacuating towards the south at this time would undoubtedly avoid the bombing range of the enemy plane to the greatest extent.

"Boom boom boom!"

Soon, one after another explosions sounded from the south!