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Chapter 133 Supply Convoy Continued

At this time, the guerrillas who were desperately attacking the Chinese convoy heard a "Wula, Wula" sound coming from behind. When they looked back, they found that the female soldiers from the female soldiers company also participated in the attack.

"Damn it, the female soldiers are here too, are all men dead?" a major cursed angrily.

"Vic, please don't look down on female soldiers, as female soldiers can fight." Elena said stubbornly.

"Okay, but you have to follow us." Vic said slowly after staring at Ilena for a while.

Captain Ilena knew that this was the other party's biggest concession, so she had to nod helplessly.

Faced with the desperate attack of the guerrillas, the defense's Ninth Company was also desperately spraying firepower.

"Front left, right front, right front, right front, quickly open fire." The bullet supplyer was busy delivering single chains while helping to observe, and also helped replace the red-hot barrel from time to time.

More than a dozen mg34 in the convoy sprayed the flames to the maximum extent, preventing the guerrillas from advancing in the front, and buying time for the arrival of the reinforcements.

"Puff puff puff puff swuff swuff swuff swuff." Listening to the bullets flying by, the comrades around them fell from time to time, and the howlings made by the injured soldiers were testing the nerves of the guerrillas all the time.

"Hurry, save me." A guerrilla lying on the ground covered his exposed intestines with one hand, and reached out to his comrades beside him for help.

When a female guerrilla was used to being surnamed, she wanted to bend down to rescue the wounded, a second lieutenant next to her pushed her fiercely, staring at him and shouting loudly: "He is no longer possible, don't waste time here, attack quickly."

"But, he" the female guerrilla was interrupted by the second lieutenant.

"Nothing, but you're wasting your time here, you can only seek death." The lieutenant pointed the Mosinna rifle in his hand at the female guerrilla. "I order you to attack immediately and follow me and shout "Wang"

Before the word "la" was released, his head suddenly burst out like a balloon filled with water, and his brain sprinkled with the female guerrilla's face. Looking at the body, the lieutenant who had just raised his gun to point at him, but his head disappeared, the female guerrilla completely collapsed.

"Ah" The female guerrilla who was completely out of control dropped her gun and ran forward like crazy. Finally, she was driven to a Garland rifle bullet with a starting point of 62 mm.

"Ula" faced the guerrillas that were yelling slogans and charging wildly, the Ninth Company could not hold on anymore. Now the war has reached one-half of the casualties of the Ninth Company, and there are less than seventy soldiers in the entire company who can get guns.

While holding Somi 31, Zhao Jianyang tried his best to shoot, and thought to himself in annoyance, "Damn it, today is my first time carrying out a mission. Is it going to finish playing here?"

At this moment, another "Ula" sound came from the side of the guerrillas. When Zhao Jianyang heard this sound, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate. Could it be that the reinforcements of the guerrillas were coming?

A sound of "slap" sounded from the guerrillas.

No, this is the sound of Garland rifle, it is our reinforcements, and more and more soldiers heard it.

"Brothers, it's our reinforcements that have arrived. Everyone is fighting hard." Jin Lianhu's loud voice rang out from behind.

For a moment, the soldiers all stepped up their firepower output, and the convoy's firepower seemed to increase a lot in an instant.

On the other hand, the Soviet guerrillas found themselves attacked by the enemy, and their morale was declining for a moment. No matter how the officers scolded them, they were reluctant to rush forward and retreated one after another.

Lieutenant Captain Alexander stood there, watching the team members retreating from the front in despair like a duck-killing, and couldn't help feeling sad. Has a long-planned plan been defeated like this?

In a trance, it seemed as if someone was shaking himself violently, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, let's retreat quickly, the Tsar's White Bandits Army has also been fought."

Lieutenant Colonel Alexander settled down and realized that it was Captain Alexey, the commander of the artillery company, who was pulling himself to retreat together.

"Oh, damn it, Captain Ilena's female soldier company, where are they?" Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, who was about to retreat, suddenly remembered that the female soldier company was still in front of him.

"I don't know, everyone is in chaos, and none of us know where they are, and they are also broken up." Captain Alexe said in a crying voice.

"You idiot, you must not let them fall into the hands of the white bandits. Do you know what the consequences will be if they fall into the hands of the white bandits?" Lieutenant Colonel Alexander yelled wildly: "It's better to shoot them all than to put them in the hands of the enemy. You can take people there immediately."

"Yes" Captain Alexe gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and run back. Suddenly a bullet hit his lower abdomen. Captain Alexe fell heavily. He was still struggling on the ground and stretched out a hand to Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, and then pointed at his chest.

"Damn White Bandits" Lieutenant Colonel Alexander gritted his teeth, pulled out the Tokarev TT33 pistol from his waist, squatted down, closed his eyes in pain, and pulled the trigger at Captain Alexe in front of him.

After a while, the gunshots coming from the front became closer and closer.

Maxim and Igor, who were protecting the Russians, rushed to the front with the team and saw the guerrillas in front being defeated and fled. The Russians chased them even more vigorously.

"Oh brothers, I can't believe my eyes. Look at the female guerrillas in front of you." Someone shouted this.

The guards who heard this were like they were collectively injecting chicken blood, and they rushed even more vigorously.

"Brothers, catch the living, pay attention to the female soldiers, they all have guns in their hands."

Gradually, the guards coming from behind surrounded the remaining guerrillas, and the gunshots began to sparse.

"Snatch the gun and don't kill it"

"Hurry down your weapons and surrender"

"You can't run away"

The meaning of all kinds of words is only the same. Don’t be too slow and surrender to your buddy quickly.

At this time, the brothers from the Ninth Company in the convoy also came to join the ranks of encirclement and suppression of guerrillas. Now, more and more guards are coming, and more than one thousand people have gradually come.

Zhao Jianyang, with a dark face, walked in front with his class with murderous aura. When he encountered an injury and could not move, he would give him a bayonet. This time, his class had four brothers, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable as the squad leader.

"Jianyang, don't be impulsive, leave these things to the Russians." A voice sounded in Zhao Jianyang's ears. Zhao Jianyang turned around and found that it was the company commander Jin Lianhu.

"Okay", Zhao Jianyang, who gritted his teeth, gestured to the brothers in the class, and told them to leave the illegitimate and smoke-filled things to protect the injured.

"Ah let me go, you let me go." At this time, a sharp scream rang out in front of me. It turned out that a female guerrilla hiding in the snow was searched by the guards, and now she was lying on the ground and struggling desperately. There were several guards watching around.

Several urgent guards dragged her directly under a big tree and were about to tear her clothes open. Although the female guerrilla struggled desperately, she could not move her hands and feet, which were held down by several other soldiers. At first she could still scream a few times, but later when the guards all took turns to finish the trip, she didn't even hum.

Zhao Jianyang, whose hearts had begun to soften, said something to Jin Lianhu, but Jin Lianhu used his stern eyes to stop what Zhao Jianyang wanted to say.

"You boy, what do you want to say and what you can do with you?" Jin Lianhu's low and cold words echoed in Zhao Jianyang's ears, awakening Zhao Jianyang and the others' cheap sympathy.

"Yes, what can they do? They are doing their own tribe members. Do you care about their other people's business if you are over?"

At this time, the guards had surrounded the guerrillas from all directions, and the resistance of the guerrillas became weaker and weaker. After all, this is next to the road and the terrain is flat. No matter how hard you can run into the guerrillas, you can't run away from the truck.

After more than an hour of encirclement and suppression, the remaining more than 400 guerrillas were all compressed into a small depression.

Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, the commander of the guerrillas, was shot several times and died next to a stone. The rosacea and the face of the big cake, which were always red, were now pale.

At this time, a colonel who was protecting [] took a microphone and shouted in Russian, saying that the general idea was to order the guerrillas to put down their weapons and surrender immediately within three minutes, otherwise they would kill them.

Now the highest commander in the guerrillas is a major. At this time, several low-level officers were surrounding him, and several of them were frowning and silent.

"Comrade Major, you are the supreme commander here now, give orders." A lieutenant said to look at the major.

"Yes, now they'll only give us three minutes. If the time passes, they'll start attacking."

"You make a decision quickly"

Although these people did not explain, there was only one message in and out of the way, that is: buddy, surrender quickly, or it would be over.

"But there are more than a hundred lesbians here." The major looked at the female guerrillas around him with a look of embarrassment.

"Comrade Major, I think you should be responsible for all the team members, rather than staring at a few lesbians in your eyes. After all, in addition to them, we need more than 300 male comrades." The lieutenant was not very polite in his words.

"Okay." The major, who had already had an idea in his mind, thought about it and then nodded reluctantly. "Then you go down and issue an order. Remember to calm the emotions of the comrades." Well, the following sentence is pure nonsense.

The guerrillas finally surrendered. Although their opinions were not very unified at the beginning, most of them finally unified their minds with the assistance of pistols and bayonets. They all raised their hands happily, walked out of the depression, and surrendered to the White Bandits in their eyes.

"Bang, bang" After a while, the unique crisp gunshot of the Garland rifle sounded in the depression. The soldiers of the Ninth Company asked the company commander what the Russians were doing. Jin Lianhu replied lightly that they were shooting seriously injured because the limited medicine was left for useful people and refused to be distributed to those former enemies.

After listening to the company commander's words, these recruits who had just experienced the battle for the first time truly understood the cruel surname of the war.

At this time, the guards divided the prisoners according to the men and women and then rushed away, leaving only more than a hundred female prisoners.

The last thousand guards surrounded more than 100 female prisoners. The smiles that everyone on earth knew were revealed in their eyes. Looking at those malicious gazes, the female prisoners were so scared that they screamed loudly, and desperately squeezed into the crowd.

The brothers of the Ninth Company watched quietly by the side, without saying a word. At this time, they were purely a so-called role.

"Company Commander, they are too that." Although this is not their business, Zhao Jianyang still feels unbearable.

"Oh," Jin Lianhu sighed. Although he, a veteran, knew that in addition to inherent violence and death, war was often accompanied by large-scale violent annihilation and insults to the female surname. However, after looking at the unbearable eyes of the soldiers around him, he looked at the young man who looked a little childish on his face and cursed, "You guys are lucky."

Jin Lianhu walked to the commander of the guardian, and gestured hard with the colonel in his stiff Russian and international gestures.

At the beginning, the colonel shook his head in a little embarrassed manner, but later Jin Lianhu pulled him to a truck and pointed at the things inside, then waved his hand.

The colonel smiled and nodded repeatedly, and even gave a thumbs up to Jin Lianhu, shouting "Hala, Hara"

"Jianyang, what are the old Russians talking about?" The monkey came to Zhao Jianyang and asked curiously.

"Well, I don't know much. It seems that I'm talking about something, it's a good idea." Zhao Jianyang hesitated for a while before returning without being sure.

At this time, the colonel whistled loudly at the group of soldiers who were about to have fun together. When the soldiers turned around, the colonel pointed to the food scattered all over the floor by bombs next to the convoy and the goods from a truck, and muttered.

All the soldiers were heard cheering and ran to the truck, carrying boxes of white wine and cigarettes from it, and a group of people picked up the food scattered on the ground.

When I saw the white wine and cigarettes, I became more motivated to protect. After a while, the semi-truck of cigarettes and white wine were moved by the protection.

The soldiers who protected the [] pointed at the female captives, smiled and made a gesture that men knew about the soldiers of the Ninth Company and laughed loudly. After filling their two trucks, they were satisfied and waved their hands at the brothers of the Ninth Company and drove away in a row.

What? You said that those women are not as cute as Erguotou for those Russians, and those with a sense of surname are not as cute as cigarettes.

"Okay, bastards, go and bring all the female prisoners here, and escort them to our prisoner camp later. Damn, I wasted half of my cart of Erguotou and cigarettes. After I got back, I didn't know how to write a report to the regiment commander. That was our regiment's one-month quota." Jin Lianhu murmured.

"Hey, even the wise and powerful man, how could this little thing stump you?" Seeing that more than 100 female prisoners could be protected from invasion, Zhao Jianyang, in a good mood, also joked with the company commander.

"You guys" Jin Lianhu shook his head helplessly, "You will not be so cheap to have sympathy if you see too much in the future."

"Hehe, that's the future. Now let's take care of what's happening in front of you first." Zhao Jianyang smiled. He came to the female prisoners, pointed a gun at a truck and said, "Hey, you all get on the truck."

The female prisoners looked at him in horror and shook their heads desperately, thinking that these people were going to commit collective violence here, just like the White Bandits.

Zhao Jianyang said in stiff Russian with anger and amused voice: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

After hearing Zhao Jianyang's gestures and stiff Russian, the female prisoners hesitated and walked slowly towards the truck.

At this time, the soldiers on the side saw the horrified appearance of the female prisoners, and they all came over in groups of three or three. I don’t know who was the one who took the lead, so they distributed the candy and some food they carried to the female prisoners.

At first they didn't dare to accept it, but later they saw the smiles on the soldiers' faces and the kindness in their eyes. A female prisoner began to take the food tentatively and saw the soldier nodding in encouragement, and she started eating tentatively.

After seeing this scene, the female prisoners next to them were relieved and ate desperately. They ate food while surviving the disaster. Some people simply started crying loudly on the spot. After all, they stayed in this icy and snowy ghost place for a night and fought another battle, and everyone was hungry.

When they were surrounded by guards, no one was already desperate, but now they are not insulted, but instead they have received food that they have long been eager for. How can they not let them cry?

Seeing the female prisoners crying after the disaster, Zhao Jianyang sighed and muttered, "This is his fucking war."

At this time, a man approached his side and gently kissed him on the face. Zhao Jianyang looked back and found that it was the female prisoner with beautiful big eyes just now. She gently said in Russian that Zhao Jianyang could barely understand a few words: "You are a good person, thank you."

This sudden kiss scared Zhao Jianyang. He had never seen this scene in his life, and he had never touched a woman's hand.

"Hahahaha, Yoko, this Russian girl has fallen in love with you. After the war, you can take her home with her." The monkey beside her said with a smile.

"Go and go, stand aside, what do you know about little hairy kid?" Zhao Jianyang, whose face turned red, waved his fist at the monkey.

Jin Lianhu, who was standing aside, was not far away, and looked at the brothers of the Ninth Company and the female captives laughing again and couldn't help but shake his head. These new recruits, have they forgotten that these people were fighting with them just now.
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