My grandfather's mother Li Yunlong beat up Langya at the beginning

"Team Two, conduct a flanking maneuver. Take advantage of the terrain, identify the weak points in the enemy's defense, and prepare to deliver a fatal blow.

During the detour, you must be careful to conceal your whereabouts and avoid being discovered by the enemy. Once you find an opportunity, you must strike decisively! "

The soldiers in the second group also nodded to show that they understood.

Zhu Zhengting was making the same detailed deployment on the Red Third Regiment side.

He reintegrated the mobile force with the remaining soldiers of the regiment and assigned different tasks based on the specialties and weapons and equipment of different soldiers.

He walked back and forth in the camp, saying loudly as he walked: "Listen up, soldiers here, some soldiers are responsible for providing fire support and using heavy weapons to bombard the enemy's fortifications.

You must find the right target and ensure that every shell hits the enemy's vital parts, causing them the greatest damage!"

The soldiers responsible for fire support immediately became alert and began to check their weapons and equipment, ready to show their skills.

"Another group of soldiers were responsible for close-range assaults, quickly rushing towards the enemy's core area under the cover of firepower.

You must be brave and fearless, rush to the front and pave the way for our victory!"

The soldiers responsible for close-range assaults gripped their guns tightly, their eyes revealing a determination and bravery. They were ready to charge into battle.

At the same time, they did not neglect logistical support.

Assign special personnel to ensure adequate supply of ammunition, medical and other supplies.

Medical soldiers were busy in a corner of the camp. They neatly arranged various medicines, bandages and other medical supplies, checked whether the stretchers were intact, and were ready to treat injured soldiers at any time.

Their eyes are focused and serious, and they know that their work is crucial to the lives and safety of the soldiers.

The soldiers responsible for ammunition supply were in another corner, moving boxes of ammunition to the appropriate locations. They carried them carefully, fearing that any accident might occur.

While carrying the ammunition, they checked the quantity and quality to ensure that the soldiers had enough ammunition to continue fighting.

After completing the preparations on the eve of the decisive battle, the soldiers were all ready to go, with excitement and fighting spirit flashing in their eyes, waiting for the order to launch the general attack.

They were standing or sitting at their respective positions. Some were checking their guns, repeatedly wiping the gun bodies to ensure that there would be no malfunctions during the battle.

Some were talking in low voices with their comrades around them, encouraging each other, with determination and trust revealed in their eyes.

The atmosphere on the entire battlefield was tense and full of fighting spirit, as if a fierce storm was about to come.

The oppressive atmosphere indicates that the upcoming decisive battle will be extremely fierce, and both sides will go all out to achieve their respective goals.

The camera switched to the command and control center, where Li Yunlong stood in front of a large screen, his eyes fixed on the images of the various troops making preparations in an orderly manner.

His face showed a look of relief and seriousness. He was relieved that the soldiers were able to maintain high morale and carry out various preparations in an orderly manner despite facing such a difficult situation.

What is serious is that he is well aware of the importance of this decisive battle, which concerns the country's dignity and territorial integrity.

His eyes revealed a complex emotion, including trust and expectation for the soldiers, as well as worry about the outcome of the battle.

The atmosphere in the command center was so tense that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

All the staff members had serious expressions, their eyes fixed on the various instruments and equipment in front of them, their fingers tapping quickly on the operating table, constantly updating and transmitting various information on the battlefield.

Li Yunlong, the battle-hardened commander, was standing in front of the command desk at this moment, like a towering mountain, giving people a feeling of calmness and determination.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, as if they could penetrate the big screen and see every corner of the battlefield.

Every wrinkle on that resolute face is like a medal carved by time, revealing a sense of determination.

He took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up. The breath stayed in his chest for a short time, and then suddenly burst out through his throat.

He raised the microphone in his hand like a roaring lion, and the veins on his arm bulged instantly, showing his strength and determination at the moment.

As his loud and powerful voice quickly spread to the ears of every soldier through the communication equipment, it was like dropping a blockbuster bomb on the calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves.

The soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Squadron and the Red Third Regiment had been waiting in their respective positions with their blood boiling. At this moment, they were like a surging tide, advancing rapidly towards the core defense area of ​​the mercenaries according to the predetermined plan.

The soldiers' steps were firm and powerful, and every step they took seemed to make the earth tremble slightly.

Their eyes were filled with immense determination and a desire for victory; their gazes were as blazing as burning flames, as if they wanted to burn away all obstacles before them.

In the sunlight, the equipment on them gleamed with metallic luster, but the cold texture could not conceal the passion in the soldiers' hearts.

The camouflage paint on the helmets presents mottled colors under the light and shadow, as if it is a camouflage shield given to them by nature; the tactical vests on their bodies fit tightly to the body, and various ammunition and equipment are mounted on them in an orderly manner, making slight collision sounds with the soldiers' steps, as if the prelude to the battle is being played.

They shuttled through the jungle, and the dense branches and leaves occasionally brushed against their bodies, but could not stop them from moving forward.

The soldiers nimbly avoided the thick tree trunks, sometimes bending over, sometimes turning sideways, their movements agile and quick.

When crossing a ravine, they either use the inertia of running to leap up suddenly, draw a graceful arc in the air and land steadily; or use their hands and feet to quickly climb down the ravine wall, and then struggle to climb to the opposite ravine edge. Nothing can stop their progress.

For a moment, the deafening sound of gunfire rang out across the vast battlefield.

The loud noises echoed through the valley like thunder, and each explosion seemed like the earth roaring in pain.

The battlefield was filled with smoke. The thick black smoke was like a giant black dragon, rising rapidly from every corner, and dyeing the sky dark with its fangs and claws.

The pungent smell of gunpowder instantly spread, filling everyone's nasal cavity and making people cough uncontrollably.

The two sides officially launched this fierce battle to determine the outcome.

The first group of the Wolf Warrior Squadron acted quickly according to the plan. Like a group of brave and fearless cheetahs, with ferocity and courage in their eyes, they rushed towards the mercenaries' defensive positions.

The soldiers shouted loudly, and the shouts rose one after another, echoing in the valley, as if thousands of troops were galloping towards them.

Some soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs: "Charge! Destroy these invaders!" The sound, filled with endless anger and passion, cut through the sky and made people's hearts surge;

Some soldiers shouted some morale-boosting slogans, such as "For the motherland! For honor!" Every word was shouted loud and powerful, as if they wanted to convey the faith in their hearts to every comrade through this shout.

They fired fiercely at the mercenaries' defensive positions.

The various guns in the hands of the soldiers spewed out dazzling flames, which were particularly dazzling in the sunlight and illuminated the area.

The muzzle flame of the AK47 assault rifle is bright orange, and each shot is accompanied by a crisp "da da da" sound. Bullets fly out of the muzzle like raindrops, whistling towards the enemy.

The firing sound of the Type 95 automatic rifle is even crisper, with continuous "bang bang bang" sounds. The bullets leave the barrel at an extremely fast speed, drawing visible tracks in the air.

Each bullet carried the soldiers' anger and hatred for the enemy, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

As the bullet flew, it created a slight airflow, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

When the bullet hit the ground in front of the mercenary's defensive position, it would raise a small cloud of dust, and then "puff" the dust would fly everywhere.

If it hits a nearby tree, it will embed itself in it or chip off a piece of wood that will swirl through the air and fall down.

The mercenaries were no ordinary people either, and they responded quickly in their defensive positions.

The mercenary leader shouted loudly through the intercom, his voice a little panicked but fierce: "Hold steady! Concentrate your firepower and repel them!"

His eyes were wide open, veins bulged on his forehead, and he paced back and forth in the dim bunker, directing his soldiers to concentrate a large amount of firepower on the front defense.

All of a sudden, the mercenaries came out from behind their cover, their eyes filled with vigilance and ferocity.

Some mercenaries hid behind sandbag bunkers, with only half their heads and shoulders exposed. They held M4A1 assault rifles tightly in their hands, quickly aiming and pulling the trigger. "Da da da" gunshots rang out, and bullets rained down on the soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Squadron like locusts.

Some hid in simple earthen fortifications, and with the cover of the fortifications, they fired AKM assault rifles. The black muzzles of the guns kept spewing flames, and bullets whizzed across the sky.