Chapter Twenty-Six: Sudden Situation

  [[[cp|w:517|h:190|a:l|u:/chapters]]]ps1：I had a weird dream. Last night, I actually dreamed that I crossed over into "Guilty Crown" and my void was a large drill...

  PS2: The evil king's crown didn't take care of itself, and it's said to have a bad ending.

  PS3: Got up early and had a smoke... My drill that can pierce through the sky!!!

  PS4: The second one is our Balalaika sister.

  Everyone on the battlefield was shocked by the sudden explosion in mid-air, and no one expected that more than 100 peacekeeping soldiers who went to pursue would be killed in such an unexpected way.

  The morale of the soldiers on the Allied front line was suddenly drained, while the morale of the Red Army fighters was lifted at once. More and more quickly and accurately, the bullets in the gun barrel were sprayed towards the Allied front line. At the same time, the shield-bearing Wehrmacht soldiers who had lost their firepower support were soon killed by the Red Army fighters who had bypassed them from both sides, and then the Red Army held up the shields that had lost their original owners and pressed forward towards the front line.

  Under the pincer movement, the Allied defensive line suddenly became precarious.

  At the same time, Xiao Bingjia suddenly discovered that the sound of guns and cannons on the front line of the Allied forces was getting louder and more intense, mixed with the low rumble of the Russian-made tank engine. [Could it be that our troops are coordinating with me to launch a pincer attack?] Xiao Bingjia's heart was filled with joy.

  It seems to have verified Xiao Bingjia's guess, an iron hammer tank with a small red flag inserted on its head is like a warrior who has experienced all kinds of hardships and struggles, taking heavy and powerful steps, ignoring the hail of bullets in front of it, step by step onto a small mound on the first line of the Allied forces' position, facing the biting sea wind at night, the tattered but still bright red flag fluttered loudly, almost dazzling people's eyes.

  The turret slowly rotated, a dazzling red flash flashed by, and instantly blasted the machine gun bunker in front of it that was spitting out sparks into the sky. Then, with an unwavering pace, it continued to advance forward. Behind it, countless Red Army soldiers held up their weapons and shouted excited slogans, following the iron-fisted tank as it charged forward.

  Not only did the troops on both wings launch a full-scale attack, but even Xiao Bingjia's own company charged forward with guns at this moment. In this situation, the defense of the Allied forces' position became increasingly critical.

  The warriors' attack speed was very fast, and the distance of tens of meters was rushed over in an instant. When Xiao Bingjia crossed the trench and stepped onto the highway that separated the two armies' positions, the battle had already approached its end.

  At this moment, a string of bullets flew in from somewhere, hitting several soldiers surrounding Xiao Bingjia and knocking them to the ground. The soldier standing in front of Xiao Bingjia leaned back, rushing towards him violently. In the chaos, Xiao Bingjia just tried to reach out to support him, but was knocked down by a massive inertia from behind.

  Turning his head, he saw that it was Balalaika who had been on his back earlier. She lifted her head, covered in bloodstains, and smiled wryly at him: "You can't die... If you die, none of us will survive..." Xiaobing's heart skipped a beat, and the words were about to leave his lips when the incoming bullets forced them back down his throat.

  As he looked at the warrior in front of him, his chest was already bloody and blurry, and it seemed that he wouldn't survive. He carefully placed him on the ground. Then he lay down on the ground pretending to be dead while observing the front carefully. Following the direction of the bullet hole, it turned out that the shooter was a dozen Allied soldiers hiding in the wreckage of a bus. They hid in the carriage, holding guns and firing wildly at the charging warriors, and many warriors had fallen under their gunfire.

  "Baralaeka... use the sniper rifle..." Xiaobing Jia had just asked Baralaeka to use her sniper rifle to make a precise shot at the front, but after shouting several times without getting an answer, Xiaobing Jia turned back only to find that Baralaeka was now lying on the ground with her eyes tightly closed and motionless.

  Xiao Bing's heart was greatly shocked, and he quickly pulled her to his front, only to discover that her back had also been hit by several bullets, which were now oozing out fresh blood. At the same time, there seemed to be a lot of dirty things in the wound.

  "Is there a medic? Is there a medic?" Xiao Bing shouted loudly to the side, if such a wound is not treated in time, once infected, he will be completely finished.

  As the sound of Xiao Bingjia's roar, a soldier with a medical bag on his back crawled out from the rubble pile beside him, bent over and ran to Xiao Bingjia's side, squatting down and saluting: "Commander Comrade, 1077th Regiment's medic Gaidar..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Bingjia.

  "Cut the nonsense and save her quickly!"

  "Yes!" The medic responded with a single word, then came to Bara's side and helped her deal with the wound. Under the cover of night, he first disinfected the wound with alcohol. Then, using tweezers, he carefully picked out the dirt from the wound, and afterwards, looking at the wound with some difficulty, said: "Commander, the bullet has now entered her bone, and surgery will be very difficult to perform here..."

  Finding the bullet was no easy task, extracting it even more so, especially on a chaotic battlefield like this one.

  Xiao Bingjia gritted his teeth, then pulled out a few bullets from the pocket on his body. Under the medic's puzzled gaze, he used a small knife to cut open the cartridge, pouring the gunpowder onto a piece of white paper. Then he took out a lighter and looked at the medic. The medic suddenly understood that using gunpowder to cauterize wounds on the battlefield was indeed a very useful first aid technique, although it could easily lead to infection if not treated afterwards, but it was still better than rapid death from excessive blood loss due to shock.

  Xiao Bing Jia whispered to the sleeping beauty below: "Sorry, this is unavoidable..." Then he roughly tore open his military uniform and poured gunpowder evenly onto Bara Lai Ka's pale skin.

  It's really strange to say that after going through such high-intensity training, she can still maintain such good skin, it's really rare.

  With a gritted teeth, Xiao Bing opened the lighter and ignited the gunpowder on his wound.

  A teeth-grinding sound suddenly came through.

  A sudden smell of charred flesh wafted through the air, and when he looked at Baralaika again, her wound had been burned into a large piece of black scab by the high temperature, but at least the wound was now completely sealed.

  The clinic hastily pulled out a roll of gauze and immediately began to bandage, Xiao Bingjia finally let out a sigh of relief. Looking at Baraika again, her sleeping face was now covered with a layer of cold sweat, compared to her current state, she must be in quite a bit of pain~~

  "Sorry, blame me... But letting you die here, I just can't do it..." Xiaobing Jia muttered in a low voice.

  At this moment, the Red Army soldiers behind also caught up and knelt on the ground to shoot at the front. With a gunshot beside him, an Allied soldier threw away his gun, covered his chest and fell out of the car window. The remaining Allied soldiers were killed by the dense firepower of the soldiers, five or six of them, and the rest, after emptying their submachine guns, shouted loudly with their hands raised to surrender to our army. However, the soldiers had already become enraged and couldn't stop even if they wanted to, and the dense bullets continued to shoot into the carriage. In the end, except for two who became prisoners of war by luck, the rest were shot into sieves by the chaotic gunfire.

  The gunfire on the battlefield gradually became sparse and then fell into complete silence.

  Xiao Bing let out a long sigh of relief, at least in this regard, the outcome was no longer in doubt. But what about Aji and Sabochek? They hadn't been taken out, had they?

  At this moment, Xiao Bing was somewhat worried about them.

  Just as he was thinking, the Red Army troops rushing towards him had already arrived in front of him. To be on the safe side, Xiao Bingjia still hid behind the bunker and stretched out his right hand to wave a small red flag back and forth. Seeing our people slowly gathering around him, someone poked his head out and shouted loudly: "Hey, comrades, which unit are you from?"

  "We are from the 107th Division of the Marine Corps, 338th Independent Regiment. Which part are you from?" Someone on the opposite side immediately replied.

  "Hmm..." Xiao Bing's mouth twitched, which team did he actually belong to? Was it the original Northern Sea Fleet Magnetic Storm Fast Boat 2nd Squadron or the current temporary Special Warfare Detachment?

  Ugh... It's such a hassle when I don't even understand my own lineup...

  The person opposite saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time and randomly gave orders to his subordinates: "Prepare for battle, the enemy is in front!"

  Rustle rustle rustle, the sound of a gun bolt being pulled back...