Chapter 622

"Yes, I've killed three, but obviously it's not enough. They're still rushing at me. It's really annoying." after listening to his companion's complaint, the soldier not only agreed, but also waved his torch from time to time, as if he wanted to take this action to drive away the annoying mosquitoes.

"You fools, won't you stay away from the dense forest? The farther away you are, the safer it will be, just like me." another soldier said with great ostentation. At this time, everyone noticed that the brother had to leave the army and go to the other side of the road. It was really far away from the dense forest, so it would be much safer naturally.

"Yes, you are still a little smart." immediately other soldiers joined in, and then more and more people began to leave the dense forest and walk to the other side of the road.

The commander in charge of the team naturally noticed this, but he didn't say anything, because he was also the one who went to the other side. After all, mosquitoes won't let him go because he is a general. That's a very fair species.

The general didn't mean to scold. Some timid soldiers also moved to the left of the road and kept a distance from the dense forest as far as possible.

This is actually a bit dangerous. Someone has raised the question whether there will be mercenaries in ambush in the dense forest in the dark night. If so, the closer they are to the dense forest, the safer they will be. Once attacked, the closer they are, the faster they will rush to the enemy, which will ensure their safety to the greatest extent. Now the army is walking on the left side of the road. Although it is only a distance of more than ten meters, once it is fought, the distance of more than ten meters may be an insurmountable trench.

At the beginning, there was a market for such a statement, but with the advent of night, more and more mosquitoes began to appear, and no one said so. Are you kidding? They stand on the road and are as far away from the dense forest as possible. There are so many mosquitoes. Isn't staying in the dense forest going to become a flesh pimple? Who can withstand such a test?

At least Siamese soldiers think they can't hold on, and naturally think others can't hold on. As a result, the so-called threat theory in the dense forest seems to no longer exist. This also made Siamese soldiers walking by the dense forest relax their vigilance, but focused on driving away mosquitoes and driving along.

In the dense forest, lengsong is also being bitten by mosquitoes. There are many small bags on his face, and the meat bag is still expanding. But other soldiers can bear it. As a division commander, he has no reason not to insist, biting his teeth and enduring it.

"When there are many mosquitoes, the mosquito repellent made by the sixth young master is useless." lengsong sighed gently and stared hard at the enemies more than 200 meters away. He decided to kill more enemies later to avenge the mosquito bites tonight.

The hour hand of the watch was turning. With this rotation, the enemy's middle army finally moved into the dense forest, and the leading troops of the rear army had also stepped in. After estimating the situation in his mind, lengsong knows that the time of attack is coming. As long as a shot is fired, the smell of gunpowder can drive away some mosquitoes, not to mention fighting. Who will think about mosquito bites?

A pair of black leather gloves were taken off, revealing his intact hands. Leng song held a 95 style tightly, adjusted his breath and prepared for shooting.

He could even feel mosquitoes staring at his hands, but he didn't care. His eyes were indifferent and his face was calm. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at a leading Siamese commander. Then his fingers gently hooked the trigger. A bullet flashed like a meteor in the night and a dazzling red awn in mid air.

Whoa!

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, the figure of the enemy commander fell to the ground. If you can look closely, you will find that his head has been pierced, staring at a pair of big eyes, and he can't die.

This shot is the signal of launching the general attack, which is matched by the next dense gunfire.

As soon as the gunshot rang, it seemed to be everywhere. After a wave of attack, the Siamese army didn't know how many bodies were thrown down, and the formation was chaotic again and again.

Without defense, they are holding torches one by one. What is it if it's not a live target? It was not until the second wave of gunfire sounded and did not know how many Siamese soldiers died that the smarter general woke up and shouted and threw down the torch.

The torches were thrown away or extinguished one by one, and the surroundings fell into darkness. Instead, the gunfire was not as fierce as before, but occasionally sounded under the light of the moonlight hanging in the sky.

The power of the firegun caught the Siamese soldiers unprepared and destroyed their pride. More people were lying on the ground and dared not move. It seemed that they were afraid that they would attract the attention of mercenaries and become the next live target.

Godan was also attacked. Several of the soldiers around him had died. Under the cover of other soldiers, he was pressed to the ground, which escaped the danger of being shot.

People are protected by their own soldiers, which can ensure that even if they are found, there are human shields in front, which can protect them from death. But this was not what Godan wanted. At this time, he turned pale. I don't know whether it was because he was too painful to be pressed by his own soldiers or because he was angry.

The siege of Vientiane city failed again. Wulong city was destroyed. Now it was ambushed by mercenaries. 100000 troops do not know how much they will lose. As a leading general, he felt incomparable humiliation.

If the two sides fight openly and uprightly and he loses, he is inferior in skill and has nothing to say. However, the mercenary was simply playing tricks with him, either relying on the advantages of firearms, mines and other weapons, or sneaking attacks and ambushes, which made him feel powerless to hit the cotton with a heavy punch.

He was still proud of the word long snake array, and even thought that mercenaries would be best to appear, so that he could fight back with all his strength and win, but only after he was really ambushed did he know how wishful thinking he had imagined before. If you know you've scattered the army, don't others know? Now it's not a point being attacked, but the whole line being attacked. How can he break it.

It was dark all around, and all the torches were extinguished. Whether they were attacked or not, the thousands of people were lying on the ground one by one. It seems that only by doing so can they ensure their own safety. Only by doing so can they live.

"Asshole, asshole, fight back. What's the use of putting out the torch and waiting to die?" although he was very embarrassed, even in order to save his life, he was not only blocked by a soldier in front of him, but this did not prevent him from scolding others and letting others die.

"Pass my order and fight back across the line. There can't be too many enemies. Otherwise, they won't hide, but they will rush over. Come on, fight back, who doesn't fight back, I'll kill who." the voice of Gotham's yelling came out in the dark. Such a cry was so clear in such a quiet atmosphere, which also made the faces of many thousands of commanders very ugly.

Attack, you may die, but you will die if you don't attack. If you want to die in the war, you can still sacrifice for your country. At least your family can be saved. Some commanders have to shout to their hands, "stand up and rush forward for me. The enemy is in the dense forest. As long as they can rush past, they won't get any advantage in close combat. I'll kill whoever doesn't rush!"

The commander did not forget to say the last word. Before, they still cursed Gotham for bullying the small, but now think about themselves, why not?

The generals gave orders, and the most bitter thing was the soldiers below. They didn't have the strength to bargain with the generals. Under the orders of the centurion one by one and under the supervision of the sergeant and the chief of staff, the soldiers at the bottom stood up, and then they began to approach the dense forest on the right side of the road in groups.

If they were not worried about mosquito bites, they should stand by the dense forest now, so that with the sound of a gun, they can rush over in the fastest time and force mercenaries to fight close combat with them.

But now, it's no use saying anything. There has never been anything in history. If and had known, everything depends on strength and a trace of luck.

The soldiers were forced to climb up from the ground one by one and walked carefully towards the dense forest. It seemed that there were mines under their feet. If they were not careful, they would be blown up by the powerful power.

However, their expected blow did not appear. After walking a full distance of 50 meters, there was still the sound of gunfire in front. It seemed that what had just happened was a dream and an illusion.

Such changes gave more people courage, made them stand up, and then moved towards the dense forest in the dark.

"Does it mean that the enemy retreated after a wave?"

"It must be so, otherwise the gunfire should have sounded long ago."

"Ha ha, it seems that the number of enemies will not be too many. Otherwise, they will not give up such a good opportunity."

"Even so, brothers, what are you waiting for? Rush, this is our chance to show."

The Siamese soldiers made a sound of you and me in the crowd, and then their footsteps began to speed up and become light. It seemed that the mosquito bite did not happen at all.

Baba... Baba... Dada

Just when the Siamese soldiers thought everything was safe, the dense gunfire rang out again, and its momentum was no worse than that of the first wave. They were still unprepared. The Siamese soldiers were caught by surprise, especially those who rushed quickly and died the first, just like ripe and harvested wheat, fell to the ground one by one until they died, They still stared at a pair of big eyes, a look of dying and wondering.