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Chapter 434 Return to the front line

Hanging behind the stretcher bearer from afar, Wei Ran felt a lot more relaxed inexplicably. Although there is a risk of being hit by stray bullets at any time, it is actually far less busy than the operating room. Even the wounded who may die at any time probably don't care whether the medical soldiers who are helping them to survive have saved their lives before. They look down on it. Black people.

On the other hand, along the way, the broken bodies of Japanese soldiers that were either crushed by tanks or burned and exuding the smell of meat made him feel particularly comfortable.

It’s a pity that I don’t have a camera

Weiran bent down and picked up a Japanese-style command knife that had been crushed into two sections by a tank from a pile of meat. He looked at it and was quite surprised. He muttered regretfully, stabbed the broken knife in his hand to a section of the charred corpse, picked up a 1 carbine from a short distance away, and then quickened his pace and continued to move forward after the two stretcher bearers.

Gradually, there were more soldiers around who were carefully searching the collapsed bunker, and there were also a few tanks and even fire-breathing tanks that kept firing at close range to suppress it, as well as machine gunners who fired wildly. Of course, there are also soldiers with flamethrowers biding their time.

These fire-breathing soldiers have a very high battle fatality rate, but are frighteningly lethal, making Wei Ran particularly envious. . What they have to do is just wait for the teammates around them to throw some grenades into the bunker, and then while they are suppressing it with the firepower of the weapons in their hands, set up the two flamethrowers in their hands as quickly as possible, and watch on time. It is enough for the machine to pull the trigger and be prepared to deal with the powerful recoil.

In addition to dealing with the intricate bunker ruins and trenches, Voldemort lying on the ground disguised as a corpse waiting to burst out and hurt people is also the main target of the fire-breathing soldiers, and this is why along the way, The reason for the burnt corpses strewn all over the place.

Of course, even if they are so cautious, the danger faced by these amazingly lethal flamethrowers is also great. They are the target of almost all snipers, machine gunners, and even artillery mortars and grenades. Prioritize attacking targets so that everyone around them subconsciously keeps a close distance from them.

Wei Ran reached out and touched the helmet mesh to make sure that the rag used to cover the red cross was still there. Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If those fire-breathing soldiers were the kid's first target, he was undoubtedly the second target as a medic. This was why he picked up a carbine and held it in his hand. He just didn't want to attract attention.

He randomly found a small team that didn’t have a fire-breathing troop. Wei Ran just patted the helmet on his head, and the other people’s eyes lit up, and they quickly left without leaving a trace. In a few steps, Wei Ran was pushed to the end of the team in a tacit understanding.

Everyone is not stupid, and they naturally know what Wei Ran's action just now means. Even if they can't see it, they can guess Wei Ran's identity through the two medical soldiers on his waist.

Having a medic willing to act together is a good thing that almost every frontline team would laugh out of their dreams.

"I know you, you are the veterinarian Victor, right?" As a soldier spoke, he also pulled out a 1-carbine magazine from the strap of his helmet and handed it to Wei Ran.

"Am I so famous now?" Wei Ran couldn't help but took the magazine from the other party's hand.

"You helped cut off the sole of one of our teammates' feet yesterday." The soldier smiled, turned his back to Wei Ran and said as he searched and advanced, "My name is Bruce, thank you for not taking him The thighs were also cut off."

"You're welcome, I have no impression of your teammates anymore," Wei Ran replied a little embarrassed.

"Da da da"

Before the soldier named Bruce had time to respond to Wei Ran, another soldier next to him had already raised his Thompson rifle and pointed it at A suddenly opened hole in front started shooting. Several other team members also immediately raised their guns and opened fire, or grabbed the grenade batch from their chests and smashed it over their heads and faces.

Suppressed by such ferocious firepower from the local tycoon, the recruiter who had just put his gun out of the hole only had time to fire a bullet before he was knocked back with his gun and two grenades.

After two consecutive dull explosions, the soldier named Bruce was the first to rush over, put the barrel of the gun into the hole, but hid his body far away and started to pull the trigger. At the same time, another soldier His hand had already taken out a magazine in advance and was ready.

After a while, several other soldiers had already gathered around, throwing grenades one after another into the situation as if to add insult to injury. When Bruce emptied a magazine, they turned around and scattered in tacit agreement. Run away.

"Boom"

After several dull explosions that were almost connected together, the hole that was only one circle larger than the washbasin sprayed out an ever-changing stream of joyfully. Large black smoke rings.

This is not over yet. A flamethrower who ran from nowhere has not waited for the smoke ring to dissipate. He is already operating a flamethrower four or five meters away, blasting the high-temperature fire. The snake was accurately sent into the hole.

For a moment, clear screams and cries came from the entrance of the cave. Then, billowing black smoke came out of a trench not far away, and then several people rushed out with their bodies covered with blood. BBQ ingredients on fire.

"Bang"

Wei Ran subconsciously raised his gun and fired a bullet, easily hitting the chest of the soldier who was running at the front.

"Victor, don't waste bullets," Bruce shouted and reminded, "As long as they don't rush towards you, there's no need to shoot."

"Why"

Wei Ran glanced at the person who was already hiding

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