The country is broken

"You!~" The hot face was on the other's cold buttocks. It was not fun and he couldn't get angry. Editor Wen had to put his eyes aside, and resentfully took out his camera to point at the white-hot scene not far away. fighting.

On the battlefield, the soldiers from both sides were fighting with their lives filled with Japanese, Chinese and English yelling and cursing, which were mixed and intertwined, which seemed very strange. Except for the three American reporters who were still excitedly holding up their cameras and constantly murdering the film, the others The martial arts team members and the editor of the Central Daily were at a loss. Except for Chinese, they couldn't understand any of the two languages, and they didn't know what they were screaming for. !

As if the previous battle was a melee between China, Japan and the United States, this scene in the Chinese battlefield, especially in the base area of ​​the CCP-controlled area, really made people's minds turn around for a while.

The female reporter of Ta Kung Pao seemed extremely excited and excited, as if she had seen the rarest scene in the world. The flashlight in her hand kept flickering wildly, and she couldn't help rushing forward to grab a random soldier to interview.

Flashes appeared frequently, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning magnesium powder. [

A Japanese army squad and a puppet army squad, with nearly a hundred people, looked extremely vulnerable in front of the mysterious troops that suddenly appeared. The two armies faced each other and fought in a group. The soldiers kept howling and fell down, with broken arms and stumps, and blood spattered a large cornfield, and grenades and seeds forcibly destroyed several acres of cornfields.

The captain of the puppet army has long been killed in the chaos, and Nakamura Ken is in such a state of embarrassment that he can't do anything to this mysterious army. The opponent is too cunning, and he will go away as soon as he touches it. If it is not for himself The soldiers around him tried their best to protect them, and I'm afraid that I will follow in the footsteps of the puppet army leader.

If God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy.The captain of the Japanese army, Ken Nakamura, has completely fallen into madness. Those mysterious troops are too old and ruthless. They cooperate with each other with killer moves. Seventeen or eight of his subordinates may not be able to replace each other. Even on the battlefield, the opponent The sneering shots are constantly being fired, and even the machine guns are sweeping randomly without any scruples. Don't these guys know what infantry drills are? !

At this time, even if the Japanese and puppet soldiers wanted to get out, it was impossible.Courage, morale, and combat skills have all become nonsense. Only by doing your best can you live a little longer on this battlefield where life and death can be judged in the blink of an eye. If you can survive until the end of the battle, that is a precious victory.

The casualties of the soldiers of the Japanese and puppet troops continued to increase, and the disparity between the numbers of the enemy's troops became more and more disparate. The fighting will of the remaining Japanese and puppet troops was close to collapse. The battlefield between the two sides began to shift towards the direction of the reporters. The flashlight in the camera is too conspicuous, even if you want to grab the attention of the reporters, you can't get away, but it's the subconscious attention.Under the charge of the mysterious army, the Japanese and puppet troops still surviving on the battlefield involuntarily fought and retreated, and approached the reporter and the armed forces team.

"Quick, back quickly!~" When he realized that the battlefield was turning towards him.The members of the armed forces immediately shouted that it is especially dangerous in the chaos, and it is not enough to take care of themselves, not to mention protecting these five very important reporters. If there is even a little casualty, it will be extremely detrimental to the image of the party and the Eighth Route Army.

Getting close to the battlefield is an extremely dangerous thing, not to mention that the fighting spirit has been completely broken, and the puppet soldiers of the day have an uncontrollable rout. Compared with the battlefield in the melee, the defeated soldiers are more terrifying, for any chance of survival.The defeated soldiers are almost as unscrupulous as crazy beasts, and there is no humanitarianism at all.

The three American journalists also sensed the danger, and hurriedly moved to the side with the military workers, but it was too late at this moment, even though the mysterious army had already noticed it and sent troops to intercept it, the Japanese and puppet soldiers who were chased and killed , only caring about fleeing for his life, eager to find a chance to get rid of the massacre.Seeing where the reporters were, he rushed over immediately, trying to use the reporters as a cover to get rid of those vicious soldiers.

"roppown! roppown! (Get down!)"

Someone in the mysterious army chasing us shouted! ~

Boom! ~The military workers were already shooting to prevent the defeated Japanese and puppet soldiers from approaching, but those defeated Japanese and puppet soldiers didn't care at all, they rushed over with all their strength, just to fight for the chance of escaping.

"Ah!~" the female reporter Mi Luni screamed. Before she could lie down and avoid the Japanese and puppet soldiers using her as a shield, a wounded Japanese soldier hugged her and strangled her. neck.

"Go away, you bloody stinky pig!" Another reporter, Murdoch, rushed over desperately, knocking away the Japanese soldiers who were hugging Melone.

The Japanese soldier who had lost his mind, his nerves had completely collapsed, he howled frantically and pulled out the grenade, and he pulled the string directly. He was completely desperate and wanted to die together.

"God!~" Seeing the smoked grenade, Murdoch was terrified and filled with despair. There was no reason to survive the explosion of the grenade at such a close distance.

Before Murdoch closed his eyes in despair, expecting death to beckon him, he suddenly felt someone hit his back hard, his eyes blurred, and he was thrown several meters away. Almost at the same time, the Japanese soldier holding the grenade was shot A soldier in the uniform of a mysterious army kicked his feet straight! ~

The Japanese soldiers with the desire to die were kicked into the nearby corn field with their grenades, and before they landed, they were swallowed by the explosion of the grenade, boom! ~ A ball of flames mixed with pieces of flesh and blood flew away, but the soldier who kicked the Japanese soldier just had time to squat down, swayed for a while and was almost not knocked down by the shock wave, but was obviously a little bit covered by the blast. After driving, he shook his head and stood up straight. His body was a little damaged in the strange military uniform that looked a little plump this season, but seeing the soldier's movements, it seemed that he had only suffered some minor injuries. After all, he squatted just now and avoided The maximum killing elevation angle of the grenade.

"Mygo!" Murdoch moaned lying on the ground. It was as if he was hit by a violent bull just now. Although he saved his life, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up in pain.But the person who knocked him away and held him down got up and ran away as if nothing happened, and rushed to fight among the defeated Japanese and puppet soldiers. With the Westerners' flesh pads on his back, naturally he wouldn't fall badly.Murdoch saw the guy's back straight away, he was a soldier of the mysterious army.

The reaction of that mysterious army was extremely fast. Three or four soldiers fired from a distance with two pistols each. In just a few breaths, only a dozen rounds were used. The precision and efficiency of almost one shot will shock the military workers. All the defeated Japanese and puppet soldiers who were with the reporter were shot and killed, and those who were shot stood up.He was almost shot in the forehead or in the heart, killing him with one blow. [

This kind of marksmanship almost made the hearts of Chinese and foreign reporters jump wildly, sharpshooter? !It's hard to find one in a team, which is already a trump card at the bottom of the box. How come it seems that there is no money in this team, and several people can stand up casually.

"The U.S. Marine Corps?! Really powerful?! It is indeed one of the world's first-class troops!" Ta Kung Pao's female reporter Jasmine got up from the ground feeling ashamed. The English of the troops in the battle was authentic American accent, Jasmine had already confirmed that the other party was the American army, and her trip was not in vain. After seeing the most powerful army in the world, her face turned gloomy in an instant, and she murmured: "If only my country could have such an army." Just a strong army."

But after thinking about it, looking at the fierce uniforms on the opponent's body, neat and brand-new weapons and equipment, without a considerable price, it may be difficult to raise such a force.

After the battle, there was no more resistance on the battlefield. This mysterious army gave first aid to its wounded on the spot and began to clean the battlefield at the same time. However, in the eyes of the reporters, the way this army cleaned the battlefield was really unexpected , The Japanese puppet army did not keep any weapons and equipment, and even took out their pockets three times, not letting go of a single particle. A bayonet was added to every enemy's corpse and even the vitals of the enemy's wounded.

Enemy captive? !No!The corpses of enemies on the battlefield are all dead.This army did not seem to have the habit of keeping prisoners, and they were extremely experienced in their actions without any hesitation.

The faces of the martial arts team members were as usual. No matter which unit of the Eighth Route Army did this kind of thing, it also caused the Japanese prisoners to be pitifully small, and there was no need to show any sympathy for the invaders who burned, killed, and looted.

The American journalists thought that this elite unit of the "Marine Corps" was doing a special act to keep it secret. After all, it was operating on the ground in China, so it should not be too ostentatious.What's more, even the face was covered by weird oil paint.

"Hello! Hello!" American female reporter Mi Luni straightened her hair and made a very ladylike gesture of greeting, trying to attract the attention of this mysterious army. The soldiers were guarding nearby, and they didn't mean to come over to say hello at all.

Murdoch and Harry, who walked around the gate of heaven, were very confident. With Melone's beautiful appearance and her identity as a woman, it should be easy to communicate with this team of iron-blooded soldiers.

Meluni thought that her voice and movements were very moving. Apart from attracting the attention of other reporters and military workers around her, the soldiers beside her didn't even bother to turn their heads to take a look. At most, they just glanced and focused on the matter at hand.

"This gang of damned soldiers!" Miruni, who was being looked down upon by others, seemed a little annoyed, but she didn't dare to say it out. Annoyed in his heart, he cursed the group of "Marines" who had lost their brains and regarded beautiful women as objects.

Just as the mournful look on Meluni's face was getting heavier, a soldier finally noticed her and walked over, saying in English, "Hi, beautiful lady, do you need any help?!"

This soldier doesn't seem to be very tall, and he is not as tall and big as Americans, but Meloney is not surprised, and introduces himself and the people around him very politely: "Ah!~ This gentleman , Thank you so much for saving us, I am Milone Joe from the Associated Press, can I interview you?! These two are Murdoch Washington from Time Magazine and Harry Jackson from the New York Times!"

Of course, she did not forget the Chinese counterparts next to her, pointing to the two Chinese reporters and said, "This is our Chinese counterpart, Miss Jasmine, a reporter from Ta Kung Pao, and Wenfeng, the editor of Central Daily."

When the female reporter Jasmine heard that Mi Luni introduced herself, she immediately took a step forward. Although Editor Wen didn't understand English, she was not stupid. She guessed that this beautiful foreign female reporter was introducing someone, so she immediately followed and bowed. He nodded and smiled.

"It's a great honor to have such a beautiful lady interviewed!~ You are so dedicated!~" The soldier saluted the five reporters, and they were not afraid of death if they ran to the edge of the battlefield to grab news materials regardless of life and death. His spirit is worthy of admiration.

The expression on the soldier's face was obscured by the strange oil paint, but he could clearly hear the compliment in his tone. This made the female reporter Mi Luni feel better after being looked down upon before, and she uttered a string of words like silver. The bell-like chuckle completely changed the impression that this army was full of iron-blooded and stupid soldiers who only knew how to fight.

"Sir, you are really a gentleman!~" Meluni was in a good mood to meet such a talkative soldier in this army, and gave the soldier a charming smile without hesitation: "Can you tell Me, your name and rank?!"

Murdoch and Harry looked very kind, took out their small notebooks and pens, and moved behind Miloney without hesitation, ready to start work at any time. Normally, women are easier to deal with each other than men, and women in Ta Kung Pao The reporter also bit off the cap of his pen and took out his notebook to listen attentively. The editor of Zhongyang Daily, who did not understand English, was a little dumbfounded. He did not expect that it was an American reporter who took the initiative. What's worse, he was the only one of these reporters who did not understand. English.

And the damn translator was helping the military workers to bandage them. Maybe the translator thought that American journalists didn't need translation help when they were dealing with those soldiers, and he couldn't order this translator who only obeyed the orders of foreign reporters.hell!Editor Wen was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

Editor Wen's slightly bald forehead was covered with sweat, and now he was embarrassed, and he didn't dare to speak out. It seemed very embarrassing, so he could only pretend to be ready to take notes seriously, while peeking at Jasmine's notebook, so as to steal some translations. ready-made press releases.

"You can call me Bruce!~Army rank?!" The soldier seemed to hesitate a bit, and then said: "This is a military secret! Please tell me!~" Spreading his hands, he made an international diplomatic rhetoric! [