Chapter 1143 Pilgrimage and Sacrifice!
Thinking of this, the ghoul Barto couldn't help but recall this morning.
When the urgent order to "return to the night and join the battle" penetrated the smoke and bloody smell over Yucheng and reached his ears clearly, Barto almost thought that his auditory sensors, which had been worn out by the series of bloody battles, had a serious malfunction or were hallucinations!
After days and months of brutal fighting, the 1st Special Service Brigade was like a wound-up killing machine that knew no fatigue, repeatedly charging and killing in the huge and intricate urban ruins and graveyard of Yucheng.
Dark tunnels, twisted mutant nests, streets full of debris... Every place bears traces of them tearing the enemy apart with their claws and armor, and is soaked with the sacrifices and bravery they made in clearing obstacles for subsequent human troops.
The continuous fierce battle made the fatigue penetrate deeply into the joints and gaps of every armor like rust. The energy potion and repair gel were consumed at an alarming rate, almost unable to keep up with the loss.
However, the four words "return to the night market" were like a ray of holy light that tore through the haze, or even more like a powerful stimulant injected directly into the core of the soul, instantly igniting the almost exhausted fighting spirit of all the zombie warriors in the brigade to a boiling point!
It is no exaggeration to say that the "Night Market" - especially the Zhongzhou War Zone headquarters building, which symbolizes supreme authority and hope, occupies an irreplaceable sacred position in the passionate hearts of every special forces soldier.
There was the abyss they once fell into, and also the starting point of their new life!
It was the god-like Chief Gu who rescued them from the most desperate darkness and gave them the meaning of a second life.
It was he who enabled them to stand proudly as "soldiers" even though they were burdened with this inhuman body, rather than becoming lonely ghosts wailing in the wilderness and despised by all living beings.
This recognition and acceptance is more important than Mount Tai!
Therefore, for many special forces soldiers, the whole meaning of their existence at this moment may be to win even a little attention and recognition from the leader.
If I can offer my insignificant loyalty and military merit to him with this broken body, I will die without regrets.
Now, the opportunity is right in front of you!
Being able to prove oneself in the center of the war zone, on the battlefield where the leader's eyes may reach, is no longer a simple combat mission, but almost a sacred pilgrimage and sacrifice!
This heavy sense of mission, a mixture of supreme glory and enormous pressure, made Barto excited while his soul tremble slightly.
He must succeed, he cannot afford to fail!
This is not only for himself, but also for all his fellow special forces members who place their hopes on this, in order to live up to the grace of salvation that has given them new life!
...
The battle in Yucheng has been affected by the battle to recapture the night market and has now entered a phase of comprehensive contraction. Large-scale offensive battles requiring the participation of modern heavy firepower groups have been basically suspended.
Now, the entire Yucheng battlefield is still undergoing large-scale fighting, and the only ones left are the 1st Special Service Army, which does not require much logistical supplies.
Being able to be called back to the night market at this time to participate in the "Clean Night" operation in the heart of the war zone has far greater symbolic and political significance than military significance!
This means that their special forces brigade, these zombies who were once regarded as monsters and are now wearing military uniforms, have finally received the attention of the highest level of the war zone!
This is a "home" appearance, a great opportunity to prove the value and loyalty of the special forces to all the big bosses in the Central!
On the surface it is a battle, but secretly, it is a "big test" that concerns the future status and resources of the entire special forces!
For this reason, just before boarding the train, the encrypted communication from Liu Zhenguo, commander of the 1st Special Service Army and former brigade commander, placed the heavy expectation directly on Barto's shoulders.
On the other end of the line, Liu Zhenguo's voice was as calm as ever, yet with an unprecedented solemnity:
"Bato, urgently transferring you and the First Brigade back is a test of the military headquarters and the theater commander's trust in you."
"The night market is our root and our heart. The 'Clean Night' operation is attracting everyone's attention!"
"This battle must not only be won, but also fought beautifully, showcasing the momentum and style of our special forces!"
"Let everyone see that we, the special forces, are capable of doing a lot! We are the indispensable sharp fangs in the war zone! Do you understand?"
"I'm handing this heavy responsibility over to you. Don't let me down, don't let the leaders down!"
The old brigade commander's words were like a hammer, and they still struck Barto's heart when he recalled them.
He understood that this was not only a combat mission, but also a political mission, and could even be seen as the founding battle of the special forces!
The military gave him and the First Brigade this debut opportunity. What kind of trust and respect does this show?!
Are you excited? Of course!
What an honor it is to lead the troops across the heart of the war zone and demonstrate your bravery and loyalty in front of the supreme commander!
But tension is also always there.
He was afraid that the soldiers under his command would be in poor condition due to days of fighting; he was afraid that there would be unnecessary casualties in the complex urban environment; he was afraid that his performance would not be perfect and he would fail to live up to the expectations of the old brigade commander; and he was even more afraid that Commander Gu, who only existed in legend and admiration, would have the slightest doubt about the ability of the special service unit.
"Perfection...it must be perfect!" Barto's claw sheath tightened slightly without anyone noticing, and the friction between the metals made a slight hissing sound.
"We must not only annihilate the enemy, but also do it at the lowest cost, with the most swift speed, and in the most shocking way! We must make sure that everyone who sees us fighting will firmly remember the name of the Special Service First Brigade and my name, Barto!"
He raised his head, and his gaze towards the office building quickly became firm. In that scarlet light, burning was the determination to not lose and the almost paranoid desire to win.
This time when he returns, he and his soldiers will use the enemy's remains and brilliant achievements as a gift to the war zone and to the supreme commander!
Wuuwuwu——"Everyone get out of the car!!"
Wuuwuwu——"Everyone get out of the car!!"
Bartona's command, which was loudspeakered and had a metallic friction texture but was extremely clear, exploded in each carriage like thunder, instantly breaking the stagnant atmosphere.
The order is given and action is taken immediately!
Almost at the moment when Barto finished speaking, the entire military train was like a steel giant that was awakened, and all the carriage doors were suddenly pushed open from the inside!
"boom--!!"
The next second, the black torrent broke through the dam!
