Chapter 432: Blood is burning (8)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
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- 2021-03-03 02:08:50
Ok temporarily retreated, and everyone finally had a chance to take a breath, and the wounded soldiers on the position did not have time to be transported, and only Sergeant Wemir could simply bandage.
Only the seriously wounded can lie down. As for the soldiers who seem to have not been fatally injured, they must continue to fight.
This also included Larn’s fellow Fellow Teja, but he was promoted because the platoon leader and deputy platoon leader were both killed. He now takes over the position of deputy platoon leader, and the platoon leader is taken over by their squad leader. As for Larne, he was successfully promoted to squad leader, but he had no soldiers under him.
For the entire class, the three of them are still alive.
Once a teacher, James Madson was interrupted by a shrapnel, and he stopped breathing without waiting for Vermeer to come. Krieberger Yad, who often taught him to play cards, did not notice a fly At the shǒuliúdàn at the feet, Larne used the sandbags of mud to converge his body, but his right hand could not be found.
And Crimee, Thorne, Electra...
Rahn, who once vomited when he saw the corpse, had become accustomed to organs and various body tissues in this short day, and the power of Ok's weapons determined that the targets hit by them were rare.
While Rahn was sitting in the trench and reloading dànjiā, the limp company commander suddenly found him.
"Hey, how many heads do you have here?"
"Just me."
"The teacher sent some people, you look, choose a few."
Larne tilted his head and looked behind the company commander, and found that more than 20 young people were walking carefully on the ground, yelling at what he saw from time to time.
"What's the situation? These reinforcements are these rookies?"
Just two days ago, the rookie was what other people called him, but now, those who can survive can already be regarded as veterans, at least Rahn has not been able to tremble when he can find Oak.
"Don't choose three or four, it's good if you have one, you get five."
Larne stood up and walked to the young men.
Most of them look under the age of eighteen. Like all recruits, when their blood recedes and they face the horror of the battlefield, their hearts are filled with anxiety, and they are unabashedly expressed on their faces. .
Larne is watching them, and they are watching Larne.
A young man who seemed to be about their age, covered in dirt, and his hat was crooked, and his face was full of smoke and fire.
The only difference between him and them is that he does not have much confusion in his eyes, but a strange apathy.
"Just these five."
Larne randomly circled his hands in the crowd, and the company commander came over and said to the five people:
"This is your new squad leader. His name is Larne, and you will listen to his orders. Well, the others will come with me."
The company commander quickly took the others away, and Larne looked at the young man closest to him and asked:
"what's your name."
"Louis! Just call me Louis!"
Lahn glanced at the bùqiāng behind him.
"Can you use a gun."
"I have received seven weeks of training!"
"militia?"
"Yes!"
Larne nodded, better than expected.
"what about you?"
"My name is Clunde!"
"My name is Serapis!"
"My name is Kiel!"
"My name is Demeter!"
None of them said their full name, which at least proves that they have all received military training, because few people in the military directly report the full name, and the short name is more in line with the standard of a soldier.
Among them, Kiel impressed Lahn the most. He is a big guy, bigger than all of them, and his arms are very developed.
"where are you from?"
Larne looked at Kiel and showed his curiosity.
"I am Arkham, and all four of them."
"Arkham."
Larne knew that this was an already occupied city, and most of the city’s residents had not escaped.
"What did you do before?"
"I work in the mine."
Larne nodded thoughtfully. No wonder this man's arms looked so powerful, they could be compared with those of the green skin.
"well."
Bringing the five men back to the trenches, Larne sat on the dànyào box, picked up the brown bread wrapped in oil paper from the side, ripped it, cut it with a bayonet and distributed it to everyone, and took out the canned butter.
"I introduce myself again, my name is Larne, from Blacksburg, Marseille, and I have been in the army for only three months."
Hearing him only three months into the army, all five were surprised.
"Three months... just the monitor?"
Louis glanced at the brown bread on hand, which was hard and astringent, so he took out the strawberry jam he brought from his backpack.
"Are you ready for a picnic?"
Larne laughed, but did not mean to blame.
"Uh, no, I..."
"It's okay, I like strawberry jam."
"What about the other people in the class?"
Kiel was not picky eater, he simply smeared the butter and began to eat the bread, but when his question came out, everyone found him watching.
Obviously, he asked a stupid question.
While using a bayonet to spread strawberry jam on the baker, Larne said:
"There are two more, one is now the platoon leader and one is the deputy platoon leader."
Rahn took a bite of the bread, the fragrance of strawberry jam suddenly blooming in his mouth, and even the smell that had been hovering around his tongue had dispersed a lot.
Louis was just about to eat. Suddenly he realized that he seemed to guess something under his feet. When he looked down, he found that there were some fingers in the soil.
"what!"
He jumped up immediately, and the bread in his hand accidentally patted Kiel's face.
"What are you doing!"
"This and this..."
Louis pointed at his feet and shuddered and said a few words. Lahn walked over and took a look at the dirt and found it was a broken hand.
"Here."
He recognized the ring on his broken hand, so he picked it up, then turned and stuffed it into a blood-stained sack.
"That is……"
Louis also saw the sack and asked carefully.
"Krieberg, a... nice guy."
Larne sighed and continued to eat his own bread as if nothing had happened just now.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
As if he didn't want him to finish this lunch, a weird clamor suddenly echoed in the sky, Rahn's face changed, and he jumped up immediately, lying on the edge of the trench and looking far away~EbookFREE.me~ Seeing a plume of smoke rising from the horizon, Larne immediately turned and shouted:
"Rocket!!! Oak Rocket!!!"
The other five people sat in the trenches ignorantly, not knowing what happened, but Larne rushed over and knocked them down to the ground one by one.
"Get down! Get down!"
His voice had just exited, and a strong tremor came from the top of his head with a huge roar, and a huge mushroom cloud exploded on their positions.
Massive soil poured down from all around, almost filling the trench instantly, and after a while, a figure stood up in the mud pile, followed by the second, the third...
Louis and others felt their brains seemed to be hit with a heavy hammer, not only did the eardrums roar, and their footsteps also shook, but Larne was more able to adapt to such shocks than them. He was the first to stand up and was the first Back to the shooting point.
"Don't be stunned! Ok is coming up!"