Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Wei Lai didn't bother to be polite with his father. Besides, he had been fighting in the jungle for three or four days. Although he had enough food and drink, he was really tired after not sleeping for three or four days.

So after Wei Lai left the life passage opened for him by his father, he quickly threw away the extra equipment on his body and ran towards our border crossing line as fast as possible.

Over there, Dong Yun was waiting for his return with He Zhijun and the others. As for Dad? Wei Lai was now starting to worry about the Vietnamese troops chasing him. "I hope you guys are smart, or they'll be in big trouble."

At this time, the Vietnamese army had already felt the pressure. After Wei Lai left, Zhao Cheng did not continue to snipe the enemy on the spot, but began to wander in the jungle with an assault rifle.

While slowly moving towards the border, they fought back and forth with the Vietnamese army, basically moving in a large zigzag pattern. After so many years of fighting, Zhao Cheng's spearmanship had basically reached the state of unity between man and gun.

There is no need to aim with the eyes when attacking the enemy. He can basically shoot based on his feeling. As long as someone is aiming at him, Zhao Cheng can raise his gun and shoot before he aims at him.

Sometimes, as long as someone looked at him, Zhao Cheng could shoot at the enemy based on his feeling. Although most of the hits were on the torso, this had already made Zhao Cheng's marksmanship reach an appalling level.

The troops being pursued by the Vietnamese army included a small number of regular troops, some public security forces, and most of them were militia. Regardless of who they were, they all became targets for Zhao Cheng's practice shooting.

This time, Zhao Cheng rarely shot enemies in the head. Most of the enemies were shot in the upper torso by Zhao Cheng.

The increasing number of serious injuries frightened the Vietnamese army. This feeling reminded them of the jungle ghost that had killed and injured them heavily in the Gaoping area!

This situation soon reached the officers commanding in the rear. As it was reported step by step, the news finally reached the ears of the commander of the Second Vietnamese Army.

"You mean, this guy killed nearly a thousand of us alone in the anti-racism war a few years ago?" The commander asked in disbelief, looking at the combat staff who reported the news to him.

"Yes, Commander!" The combat staff officer stood at attention and saluted, his attitude was extremely serious!

"Does anyone believe such rumors? If he really killed nearly a thousand of us by himself, why didn't we and the other side report anything? Isn't such an enemy the object of the other side's bragging, and the one we need to guard against?" The commander of the Second Army had anger in his eyes and felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

Although most of the people Zhao Cheng killed were ordinary militiamen, they were also his attached troops. Wouldn't the sacrifices of his attached troops be counted on his head?

"Comrade Commander, for the sake of morale, such matters should be kept confidential!" said the staff officer.

The commander was stunned by the staff officer's words. It was just as he'd said. How could such a figure be so widely reported after being discovered? Would that save the army's morale? Would it save morale? Could he really be like those idiots, telling the soldiers on the front lines that if they encountered a battlefield ghost, they could simply retreat and not be held accountable?

"What should we do now?" The commander rubbed his swollen and uncomfortable brow, not knowing what to do for a moment! Retreat? He was unwilling to do that!

But when the combat staff handed him the casualty report, he felt that his hesitation was simply murder!

This ghost had only been there for four hours, and about seven hundred soldiers had been killed or wounded, although the number of dead soldiers was not large, only over a hundred.

But there were too many injured soldiers, and four-fifths of them were seriously injured, while one-fifth were slightly injured.

But these one-fifth of the soldiers will never be able to go to the battlefield again. Their arms were broken and they could not receive surgery for a long time, so most of them had to be amputated!

"How many of us are still chasing that ghost?" asked the commander.

"There are probably still 1,500 people. They have formed a large encirclement, but there are no troops in the direction of the northern border of the Flower-Growing Family," said the staff officer.

The commander knew that his subordinates were running away, but he suddenly thought of something.

"Are these casualties caused by gunshot wounds? How did he carry seven or eight bullets?" asked the commander.

"I'm not sure about the details, but our soldiers on the front line reported that Ghost's weapons have been replaced with Type 56 semi-automatic rifles produced in the north! This allows Ghost to fire at a longer distance! And the shooting speed is not slower than using an assault rifle, but smoother!" The staff officer's words completely shattered the commander's plan to launch a strong attack after Ghost ran out of bullets.

"Give orders to the frontline soldiers, tell them not to pursue, set up a defense line on the spot and defend well! Even if we can't pursue him, he shouldn't think of attacking us again!" The commander gave the order to defend on the spot with difficulty.

"Yes!" The staff officer also knew that stopping the pursuit was the most important thing at this time, so he obediently conveyed the order.

"Someone come in!" Shortly after the staff officer left, the army commander suddenly called someone in.

"Comrade Commander!" another combat staff officer came forward and said.

"You should issue a bounty now, a bounty for this man's head! The bounty is set at one million dollars!" said the commander.

"Yes!" The staff officer didn't say anything and turned around to issue orders. They often did such things and already had a mature system.

So soon there will be news of a bounty being offered internationally, but the specific identity of this ghost is unknown, and no one knows whether he will reappear on the battlefield.

On Zhao Cheng's side, he was the first to notice the change in the situation after the Vietnamese troops went on the defense.

Zhao Cheng tried to see if he could snipe these monkeys from a distance, but when he found that even their sentries had started using artillery scopes, Zhao Cheng began to retreat.

He doesn't know about the reward yet. If he knew, Zhao Cheng would probably be willing to continue fighting with the Vietnamese army on this battlefield to see if there would be anyone who would rather die than take the money.

After Zhao Cheng returned safely to China, he immediately brought Wei Lai over and gave him a good scolding. He also told him to go home after this round of fighting, or else he would let Zhuoma come with him.

"It seems that you have to find someone who can take care of you! Zhuoma is just right, and I tell you, let Zhuoma give birth to two more children for our family as soon as possible, otherwise you probably won't have the chance to go out and have fun in the future!" Zhao Cheng said.

"Dad, I know I was wrong!" Wei Lai could only bow his head and admit his mistake, but it was still worth being happy that his wife had come.