Chapter 1102 Hot-blooded Military Soul

Luo Zheng coughed a few times and felt blood coming out again. His face became more and more gloomy, his brows were furrowed, his tiger eyes were slightly condensed and flashing, he shook his head and said: "No, this is a battle between me and Jackson, Tiger So many people have died in the Ke tribe. If I don't go, I won't feel at ease for the rest of my life. Don't try to persuade me about this. Everyone, please act quickly." There was undoubted domineering and strong fighting spirit in his words.

Everyone looked stern, and Lan Xue said no more. Everyone has their own pride and dignity to protect, even if they pay for it with their lives, especially the soldiers. Everyone quickly evacuated the battlefield and ran towards the valley. Not long after, The scholar also rushed up with his team, and lost all his troops, but he brought them all over regardless of the dead or wounded.

Luo Zheng didn't even dare to look at his fallen brother. The biggest failure in this battle was a misjudgment. He thought this was a primeval forest and there were several countries around it. These countries would not allow coalition aerial forces to pass through their airspace. Unexpectedly, it became even more impossible. But something happened. The appearance of Apache completely changed the situation of the battle. Although the enemy was repelled, the losses were huge. This loss was the result of tactical misjudgment. As a commander, Luo Zheng felt extremely guilty.

Everyone rushed to the valley with a gloomy face and the team assembled. Luo Zheng looked at everyone and made a rough estimate. One-third of the loss was. Luo Zheng didn't even dare to count the results, but he had to face the hard facts. He saluted everyone guiltily and forced himself to look at the sacrificed brothers. Some had been beaten into two pieces, and some were even shattered, making it difficult to piece them together. An aura of grief and anger was brewing and fermenting in the team. Everyone looked at Luo Zheng's sharp eyes were filled with anger and desire for revenge.

Once brothers, we trained together, ate together, and performed missions together. Now we are separated by yin and yang. No one can accept this cruel reality. Hatred surges in our hearts. The veins in the hand holding the gun are exposed. Luo Zheng's guilty eyes look from everyone. As soon as he passed by, he said seriously: "Brothers, it was my command error. I did not consider the enemy's air strikes in advance. I will report the situation to the country truthfully and accept any punishment. But now, I want to find the gang that escaped." You beast, who of you is willing to come with me to avenge the sacrifice of your brothers?"

"I'm going, I'm going┅┅" Everyone screamed, murderous intent burst out, and the surrounding air seemed to be ignited. Everyone shouted in grief and anger, raising their hands, for fear that Luo Zheng could not see or be caught. Pick.

"Well done, you are all well done." Luo Zheng said gratefully, his heart filled with panic, his eyes reddened, he took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and with a serious look on his face, he shouted: "Okay, Whoever fights bloody battles with me today is my brother. Now, obey my orders."

"Shua-" Everyone stood at attention, raised their heads and chests, looked at Luo Zheng with solemn expressions, even the wounded pushed away their companions who were supporting them, raised their chests high, straightened their backs, held their heads high, and looked Xiang Luozheng's eyes were full of expectation.

"All the wounded will stay to take care of the sacrificed brothers. The others will bring enough bullets and grenades, as much as they can get. Each person can resist an RPG. Let the reserve team carry the ammunition. I will give you five minutes. We will gather here in five minutes." , action." Luo Zheng shouted coldly.

Scholars, farmers, gardeners, and monks acted quickly, leading the uninjured brothers in their ranks to rush toward the place where ammunition was piled. Each one was filled with murderous intent, and they left like the wind. Some of the slightly injured ones also quietly rushed forward. While covering up the wound, he looked cold and sullen, eager to avenge his dead brothers.

Those who were seriously injured and those who died were unable to move and had to stay in the square. Luo Zheng took a quick look and found that twelve people were sacrificed, twenty-one were seriously injured, and seven were slightly injured. After this battle, forty people were lost. Having lost his fighting power, Luo Zheng's heart was bleeding, his eyes were red, his energy and blood were surging, and his breathing became rapid. There was only one thought in his mind, to avenge his brother who died.

At this time, Lan Xue walked up, gently pulled Luo Zheng's arm, and said in a low voice: "Do you remember your conclusion about Jackson? Don't be blinded by hatred."

Luo Zheng was startled and suddenly sobered up a little. Luo Zheng's evaluation of Jackson at the beginning was that he valued friendship. This was an advantage, not a disadvantage, but a weakness. Luo Zheng suddenly realized that he was making the same mistake and looked at it gratefully. Lan Xue glanced at him, nodded, and pondered. Jackson must have thought that he would chase, set up an ambush to stop him halfway, and could not charge blindly. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng shouted: "Hook, please come here."

After waiting for a while, the scholar and others rushed over with weapons and equipment, and quickly gathered together. Luo Zheng keenly noticed the injured people mixed in the crowd, and immediately called the scholar and others over, whispering: "There are some injured brothers among them, be careful Appease them and let them stay. We can understand the desire for revenge, but it cannot be a drag."

"Okay." The scholar, farmer, gardener and monk agreed. They looked at their own teams and soon discovered that the wounded had also gone there to get ammunition. They tried to take revenge with the team. Their faces sank and they each walked towards their own teams. Go, soon, the team became commotion, and some of the wounded were begging for something emotionally.

Luo Zheng understood everyone's mood very well. He was so flustered that he turned away and couldn't bear to look any further. At this time, a wounded man shouted loudly: "Report, Chief, let me go. It's just a scratch, it won't be a drag." Everyone, please, let me go." There was deep sorrow and indignation in his words.

"Chief, let us go." The other wounded also shouted angrily.

"What's the quarrel? It's not a treat for dinner. What's the fight? This is an order. I'll do it for you. If you can't avenge your brothers, you can beat me to death when you come back. There will be no complaints." The scholar shouted.

Luo Zheng turned his head and looked over. Each of the wounded had wide-eyed eyes. Their eyes were moist, revealing endless expectation and desire. Thick emotions of sadness and anger spread over the team. Luo Zheng felt that his heart was tingling and he couldn't bear it. He wanted to cough up, but he still held it back. He took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his body, and said heavily: "Brothers, this is an order, execute it."

Everyone was silent. The military orders were overwhelming. No one dared to break the law, but their faces were full of anger. One of the wounded shouted loudly: "Chief, my brother was hacked to death by the enemy. He cut him in the waist. The opponent dressed up as a ninja and only I can see the eyes, and I know those eyes even if they turned to ashes. Please ask the chief to avenge me, and I will kneel down to you as your brother." As he said this, the soldier's knees softened and he knelt down with a thud.