Chapter 5, Unnumbered Units (Part 2)
Ouyang Zhuo was truly taken aback. After a long while, he finally exhaled sharply, gazing at the towering mountain before him with a strange expression, murmuring: "Are you implying that Zhao Haiping, like my elder brother, comes from... the fifth type of special forces?"
Along with two mine clearance experts, there were also fourteen soldiers whose thighs had been pierced by bullets being sent to the ambulance. On the dirt path behind the mountains of Zhaojiacun, fine and dense traces of blood were already scattered.
He kicked the police car beside him with great force, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and after reconnecting the call with Feng Zhicheng, Ouyang Zhuo shouted hoarsely into the microphone: "Don't talk to me about work regulations, and don't give me any more nonsense. Tell me everything you know! I don't care anymore. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take an assault rifle up the mountain and fight Zhao Haiping myself! I want to see if the reflexes in my head can be any different, whether I can still return fire after being shot through the head, and take that bastard along with me on the way!" I don't care anymore. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take an assault rifle up the mountain and fight Zhao Haiping myself! I want to see if the reflexes in my head can be any different, whether I can still return fire after being shot through the head, and take that bastard along with me on the way!
Two mine clearance experts were covered in blood, and they were carried out of the mountains on a stretcher. Before being sent into the ambulance, one of the experts tightly grasped Ouyang Zhuo's hand, gasping for breath, and hoarsely exclaimed: "Remember, you must never attempt to enter the mountains to pursue him again. He is a practical expert in designing deceptive mines! I have lost, but I lost... with conviction!"
The military dog wanted to extend its tongue to gently lick its owner's face once more, but its body suddenly stiffened and gradually became soft and cold. Even in death, it did not close its large eyes, which were filled with reluctance and pain. Two large tears slowly seeped from its eyes, ultimately splashing down onto the hard ground, creating two small mud splashes.
A platoon leader took out nineteen shiny bullet casings from his pocket, handed them to the captain, and said with a bitter expression: "These are what I picked up from the battlefield"
The piercing cries of the female police officer echoed far and wide over Zhao Family Village
Thud ... ...
Indeed, I have another piece of information to offer you for free. Feng Zhi Cheng Dao: "You need not worry about how to capture Zhao M.hetushu.com.com Haiping. I can tell you frankly that not only are your criminal police and armed police unqualified to apprehend him, but even if you were to deploy a reconnaissance battalion from the field army, it would likely be of little use. If that kid senses danger, he will simply break through the encirclement. You cannot possibly keep an entire reconnaissance battalion of the field army stationed at your public security bureau every day, can you? The best approach is to invite personnel from the fifth category of special forces to deal with the scum that has emerged from the fifth category of special forces! In such units, there is an unwritten rule: whoever trains soldiers that turn to the opposing side of society and become enemies of the people bears the responsibility to capture or eliminate them!"
Howl... ...
Gazing at the ambulance whizzing by, witnessing the tears that surged madly from the eyes of those passionate men, Ouyang Zhuo went mad
The Wind's Path: "The information I can access here is quite limited. If I am not mistaken, Zhao Haiping should belong to a type of unit that has a formal structure but lacks a designation. Both you and I grew up in the military district compound, so I believe you should understand the implications and significance of such 'shadow' units, right?"
No ... ... ! ''
A group of soldiers, with scratches from branches and their clothes covered in dust, were stunned. One squad leader trembled for a long time, then suddenly crouched down, desperately slapping his own head, exclaiming: "It is our ineptitude! Over a hundred of us went to pursue a criminal, yet we were driven off by the enemy from our position and became deserters! This is the disgrace of us soldiers!"
Ouyang Zhuo's assistant, Wang Ming, drew a Type 64 pistol and shouted hoarsely: "The captain is right; it's just a matter of risking our lives, isn't it? Who can't do that! Captain, if you want to pursue that bastard Zhao Haiping, count me in, Wang Ming. Even if my marksmanship isn't as good as yours, at the very least, I should make that bastard fire his gun a few more times and expose his position once more"
The heavy atmosphere of violence could be sensed even over the phone. Feng Zhi understood that his brother's anger had reached the brink of explosion. Once Ouyang Zhuo completely lost control of his emotions, he would truly dare to charge alone into the deep mountains to engage in a life-and-death battle with an enemy who was not even on the same level.
Fourteen soldiers, whose legs had been pierced by bullets, were continuously moaning as they were being loaded onto the ambulance. Five military dogs, their heads blown apart by gunfire, lay side by side, while their handler carefully covered them with a white cloth. The captain suddenly felt a chill run through his body, as several bullet casings in his hand made a crisp sound. After a long while, the captain trembled and said, "Are you saying that Zhao Haiping only fired... nineteen shots?!"
Once again, a platoon leader knelt before the captain, raising his neck and shouting hoarsely: "We are not afraid of death, but we do not even have the chance to fight back! Once Zhao Haiping truly unleashes a massacre, what we bring back will not be brothers with injured thighs, but lifeless bodies with their foreheads pierced, cold and devoid of any warmth! As soldiers, we should not fear death; we should have the resolve to sacrifice for our country. However, the brothers under our command are also born of parents, they are living beings! If we must go back into the mountains to pursue, please allow us platoon leaders and squad leaders to form a team to go in, and do not let those soldiers go to their deaths again! Looking at those children rolling on the ground in pain from their injuries, I, as a platoon leader... feel heartbroken!
Silent tears and images of water fiercely slid from the eyes of over one hundred passionate young men. These are tears of shame, yet at the same time, they are tears of pride and honor. Those who have never entered a military camp and donned the olive green or national defense green uniforms will never understand the bond among these grassroots soldiers. They share the same pot for meals, sleep in the same barracks, and face the monotonous and tedious training together on the same training ground. It is precisely because of this group of good brothers that the military camp will forever retain its most vigorous enthusiasm, continuously giving rise to batch after batch of passionate heroes who, with their unwavering youth, forge a shield of fervor for the Chinese people
The squad leader suddenly knelt before the captain with a thud, clutching the captain's leg and crying out in despair: "He fired nineteen shots! He hid in the bushes, then in the trees, and then in the ditches. With just one person and one gun, he led all of us in circles in the mountains! We watched helplessly as the military dogs we brought were taken down one by one, and we saw our brothers fall one after another, yet we had no way to respond. I am utterly useless, I am sorry to you, and even more so to those wounded brothers!" We watched helplessly as the military dogs we brought were taken down one by one, and we saw our brothers fall one after another, yet we had no way to respond. I am utterly useless, I am sorry to you, and even more so to those wounded brothers!