Old J was stunned for a long time after knowing that Wang Simao died, and finally said: "Zhao, it seems that we can't wait for reinforcements."

Zhao Bankuo did not react at all. He had passed this result hundreds of times in his heart, but he was unwilling to take the initiative. Old J sighed and said, "If the Japanese attack again, I will activate the sample bullet. They will never take it away!"

Zhao Bankuo smiled bitterly, looked at Ruan Ling, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Ruan Ling did not answer, turned to look at Xiao Daozi and the "bandit", and said quietly: "Old fool, 'bandit', and Xiao Daozi and Siyan, are they afraid?"

Zhao Bankuo could not answer, tears flowed out from Ruan Ling's eyes, and then he held Zhao Bankuo's hand heavily, and Old J's hand also squeezed. At that moment, the three of them made up some kind of determination, and there was only a touch of solemnity that could see through life and death in their eyes.

The Japanese attack began after more than ten minutes, and this time it rushed over like a tide. Zhao Bankuo gritted his teeth and distributed the last ammunition. He found that the bullets were only enough to last for about four minutes, but the battle still had to be fought. Ruan Ling and Lao J took their respective ammunition and set up guns in front of the bunker to prepare for the final battle.

The Japanese turned up from the ramp, and three light machine guns kept spitting out their flames. During the crazy interactive shooting, the Japanese fell down one by one, and Zhao Bankuo also had a color on his body. His left shoulder was "bitten" but he continued to pull the trigger regardless of it.

Suddenly, several Japanese arched and rushed over quickly. It seemed like a charge team. Zhao Bankuo felt a burst of hatred in his heart and cursed: "Go to die with little Japanese!" He took out the grenade with his left hand, bit the ring and threw it at them.

With a bang, the grenade exploded sixty meters away, and the Japanese fell down three times, but two continued to rush up. Zhao Bankuo was red in his eyes and shot him with the gun. At the same time, the Japanese also took the 38th hood and shot him. After several shots, Ruan Ling shouted: "The Japanese are here behind! They will hand them over to me!"

Zhao Bankuo took a look at him, and the Japanese rushed up in a dark way. It seemed that the avalanche had been completely dealt with by them. He said ok to Ruan Ling, lowered his body and hid in the cover, took out the last four grenades, pulled the ring open and buckled them together, and stood up and threw them into the distance.

With a loud bang, the Japanese fell down, but Zhao Bankuo found in despair that there were more and more Japanese. After firing a few more shots, the magazines were empty. Looking at his feet, his bullet box was also empty.

Then there was a click of air, and Old J cursed in annoyance. Zhao Bankuo immediately looked at him and found that he had no bullets. Old J's shoulder collapsed, stood up, and said to Zhao Bankuo and Ruan Ling, who was still fighting back: "There is no hope. I'll start the sample bullet and we will see you in heaven."

Zhao Bankuo trembled all over, and an unprecedented emotion rose, not despair, nor was it a relief. He gritted his teeth, took out his close-fitting magazine, and pulled the trigger desperately, thinking that what was the last shot. Old J gave him a thumbs up and turned around and walked in.

The Japanese were getting closer, but they had no choice. Ruan Ling suddenly reached out and placed it on Zhao Bankuo's hand. The two looked at each other, and the hand holding the gun was still firing, but they were ready to feel the explosion. The bullet roared over and wiped over Zhao Bankuo's head. At this time, a loud noise came. Zhao Bankuo was shocked and said softly: "Goodbye." He closed his eyes.

However, the expected explosion did not appear, and even the gunshot stopped. Zhao Bankuo waited again, but there was still no movement. The loud noise just now became closer and closer, and there was no idea where the strong wind came from hit the face.

Zhao Bankuo became confused and suddenly opened his eyes. He felt a large black shadow pressing down on his head. He subconsciously looked up and saw a large area of ​​triangular black dots appear in the clouds.

Ruan Ling screamed in shock: "Airplane?"

The sky near the black dots instantly bloomed with petal-like objects, like floating dandelions, landing on the hillside in front of the base gate.

Zhao Bankuo looked at the black "petals" in disbelief, and suddenly Lao J's cry came from behind: "Airborne troops! Zhao, reinforcements have arrived!"

Americans dare to throw airborne troops down such high mountains. They are really crazy.

But Zhao Bankuo had no time to think, because the crazy offensive and defensive battle suddenly started again after a few seconds of pause.

However, at this time, the hope of surviving rose. They sent the last ammunition to the Japanese. The numerous airborne soldiers were still in mid-air, so they threw grenades at the Japanese. The explosion cooperated with the attacks of submachine guns and grenades. The Japanese soldiers were suddenly distracted by the double strikes of the sky and the ground.

The airborne troops that fell one after another gradually gathered on Zhao Bankuo's side. The number of people on the defense increased sharply, and the front line pressed towards the Japanese side, and the situation was suddenly reversed.

The Japanese were completely stunned, and their counterattacks were getting weaker and weaker. In less than a quarter of an hour, there were no more yellow figures standing under the hillside.

The front line has been stretched far away, and the paratroopers landed on the hillside have controlled the situation. They swept through it all the way, and the Japanese have almost no ability to fight back.

Zhao Bankuo supported Ruan Ling, looking at the devastated battlefield, the feeling of death to life made him feel deeply moved. He leaned over and panted, and looked up and saw a huge black shadow appearing in the sky. Following a deafening roar, the wind was rising, and countless chaos of snow was blown up. Soon, a strange metal machine slowly landed with a whirlwind.

Go to the ground.

The metal machine rotated the fan blade and jumped off an American captain from it. He walked to Old J and nodded to him, said something, and then began to command other airborne troops into the base.

Zhao Bankuo was surprised and then followed him in. After entering, he found that the airborne soldiers were crazily destroying the inside of the base, everything was smashed, and bombs were installed everywhere. He felt aroused in his heart, remembering the bodies of the "bandits" and Xiaodaozi, and immediately ran over and tried to stop them, but those Russians did not listen to him and burned everywhere with flamethrowers.

Zhao Bankuo had no choice but to go to Old J to talk to the Americans, but in a blink of an eye he saw the sample bullet being carried out, put in a sealed large iron box, and then carried it all the way out.

He ran out to find Lao J, and Lao J also walked in. The two met at the door. After Zhao Bankuo said his request urgently, Lao J shook his head and said, "I'm sorry." Zhao Bankuo's heart sank. When he looked back, he saw that the bodies of the "bandit" and Xiao Daozi had already started to burn in the fire. He couldn't help but stagger, his mind blank.

He now knew that it was impossible to hope that Old J would give orders to the airborne troops to get out the old canvas and four-eyed men. Old J walked out slowly, and Zhao Bankuo also moved out step by step, and saw that the bullet was being carried into the strange machine. Old J on the side was invited by the captain to the helicopter and waved to them.

Zhao Bankuo thought they were asked to report the task situation, so he pulled Ruan Ling beside him and said, "Let's go."

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Ruan Ling nodded to him, smiled and walked towards the plane side by side with him. The sunlight shone on her body. At this time, Zhao Bankuo really relaxed, and the gunshots had gradually subsided. He remembered the dandelion land, Liao Guoren, Daniu and Guska, and Lamba and his hometown. The mission was finally completed. After he handed over with the captain, everything was over.

He walked to the captain, saluted at the same time, and reported: "Report to the chief! I am Zhao Bankuo, captain of the 38th Division of the New First Army. This mission is completed, and there is only one surviving combatant! Please instruct!"

Old J stood beside the captain, patted Zhao Bankuo on the shoulder, and said, "Zhao, I'm sorry." He turned around and walked into the cabin, then the cabin door closed, and the plane slowly flew away.

Almost at the same time, a submachine gun sounded. Just as the sound was close, Zhao Bankuo felt himself trembling suddenly and flew forward. The moment he fell to the ground, he saw the American Captain turn around and walk away silently.

He fell to the ground, everything became very slow, and Ruan Ling also fell slowly beside him. Zhao Bankuo felt his consciousness gradually fading away.
Chapter completed!