This is the difference between the white horse and the yellow spring. In calculation, the yellow spring is not as good as the white horse, but in war, the white horse is a dead horse in front of the yellow spring.
Before the light infantry approached, Baima's troops had completely collapsed. What was worse than the collapse was that the rest of them were all suppressed on the wall and couldn't move. They were so excited that the men who accepted the rifles had already run away, and even his subordinates couldn't hold them. Those people had just taken the rifles. If they were in a hurry, they would not be able to move, The bullet first shot at himself, so the men below could only watch those men throw their guns all over the ground and run without a trace. No one had the confidence to stop them. They pinned all their hopes on the white horse. No women could rob them again, as long as they could live.
The white horse didn't let them down, shouting on the 18 meter high wall:
"Go in, pour all the supplies with gasoline, control all the skilled workers, and
After being reminded by Baima, all the men came to realize that their only way to survive was to kidnap the whole base and exchange the safety of the whole base for their lives. For a moment, more than 20 men below ran to the valley together, shouting to open the door while running,
As they approach the gate, it opens, They sped up and were about to rush into the gate. Suddenly, the muzzle of a 89 heavy machine gun was exposed in the eyes of the public. The 89 heavy machine gun was standing behind the door, one meter high. Two strange soldiers were staring at them with cold eyes. Just as they were about to shout, the heavy machine gun fired.
White horse stood on the watchtower in a dazed state. Even if there was a 14.5 mm AA machine gun with dual equipment beside him, it couldn't bring him a sense of security. In an hour, he lost all his chips. Now he can't command anyone any more, and the only thing he can control is himself.
There are dozens of his subordinates in the watchtower. These subordinates are in complete disorder, and no one wants to listen to him. They release the imprisoned He Wenbin and Sanzi and surrender to the soldiers who surround the watchtower.
The shelling on the wall has stopped, and hundreds of men with hands over their heads are walking down. Their clothes are tattered, stained with large amounts of black smoke, and there are signs of burning in many places.
The wall was in a mess. Countless bodies were lying on it. Blood flowed along the drainage ditch. Hundreds of people were killed by the shells, most of them dead. There were open fire and smoke around them. Broken weapon parts were scattered everywhere. Two thick gun tubes twisted into S-shape, and fell on the ground with the base, behind the base, The whole ground was covered with black meat sauce and wood fragments. The shell was detonated and destroyed the whole gun group in an instant. A shallow pit was blasted out on the ground and several bent steel bars were exposed.
White horse looked at the following scattered more than 1000 soldiers to fill the entire residential area, countless muzzle is standing at the top of his view.
"Cluck, cluck..."
There was a strange noise of teeth colliding around him, and four men stood out from behind the double anti-aircraft machine gun without firing a shot. His hands were raised above his head, and he didn't care that their leader was standing beside them. A man's two rows of big teeth kept bumping up and down, as if he had been playing coldly in this not too cold late autumn.
White horse looked up at the blue sky, finally closed his eyes, pulled out the pistol, opened the insurance, aimed at his temple.
"Whew..."
A light sound, I do not know where to come out of the type 88 sniper rifle bullet hit the white horse with the gun wrist, white horse screamed, covered the bleeding right hand, black type 92 pistol rolled in the air, fell to the ground under the watchtower, made a strange sound.
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