boyutpedia Chapter 655 Fighting
Chapter 655 Fighting
Zhao Cheng stayed in the Shanghai headquarters for a day. Since the armed police are now under the dual leadership of the Central Military Commission and the Provincial Party Committee, Zhao Cheng also discussed some issues with the corresponding deputy mayor of Shanghai. After all, there will be a lot of cooperation between the two sides in the future.
When Zhao Cheng returned to Wei Hong's house in the evening, it was already past ten o'clock.
"Why did you come back smelling of alcohol?" Pingping brought a basin of hot porridge to Wei Hong's room, then came out and asked Zhao Cheng who was sitting in the living room.
"Oh, they treated me to a meal, how could I not accept it? They also wanted to get me to drink, but I knocked them all down! No one at the table escaped!" Zhao Cheng boasted with a smile.
"Impressive, isn't it? Tell me, how much did you drink in total?" Pingping sat next to him and said to Zhao Cheng.
"Five bottles of Wuliangye, how much do you say?" Zhao Cheng said with a roll of his eyes.
"Why don't you drink yourself to death? How old are you and still dare to drink like this?" Pingping pinched the soft flesh on Zhao Cheng's waist and complained.
However, seeing that Zhao Cheng was drunk, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him and pulled him to take a shower.
"Weihong, is this true? Dad can drink five bottles of wine?" Jianguo, who was peeling eggs for Weihong on the bed in the inner room, couldn't help asking.
"What's so strange about that? All of us brothers and sisters have the same drinking capacity as my dad. The average alcohol tolerance is about three bottles. Of course, this is while we stay sober and don't interfere with work or study. If we want to get drunk, we can drink two more bottles." Wei Hong said with a roll of his eyes.
Yang Jianguo's hands trembled as he peeled the eggs. How could someone drink so much? According to Wei Hong, these three bottles of wine were just like drinking three bottles of water, right?
"No matter what I say in the future, I can't drink with Wei Hong. I have to remind my father when I go back. I can't drink with people from Lao Zhao's family. I can't drink as well as them!" Yang Jianguo thought secretly.
When Zhao Cheng came out of the shower, there was no smell of alcohol on his body, and even his complexion had returned to normal. However, Pingping's face was a little red, probably because she was too tired from scrubbing Zhao Cheng's body.
"Weihong, your mom and dad will stay for one more day tomorrow and then go back." Zhao Cheng said while teasing his eldest grandson.
"How can it be so soon? Won't you stay for a few more days?" Before Wei Hong could say anything, her son-in-law Yang Jianguo spoke first.
"I have to go back. There's a whole family at home! And your dad is busy with work. It's not good for him to be away for too long!" Pingping said.
"Okay, it's okay for you to go back. I don't have anything to do here. I'll stay at home to take care of the baby for a while after I finish my confinement and wait for my mother-in-law to retire!" Wei Hong understood. After all, there were several babies at home.
After Lin E came back and told her about it, she tried to save the situation for a while, but considering the situation of the Zhao family, she had to give up in the end.
The next afternoon, Zhao Cheng and Pingping boarded the plane back home.
Meanwhile, in southern Xinjiang, a fierce battle officially began.
After Yan Lin left the team, he began to move towards the enemy. The two groups of people were seven or eight kilometers apart. After running about two kilometers, Yan Lin began to set up positions and lay some booby traps.
He must first find a way to annihilate some of the enemies so that he can divert the enemies and make them follow him instead of the main force.
After all, they didn't know exactly how many of our people were coming, which gave Yan Lin enough room to operate.
After Yan Lin was ready, he waited for more than half an hour before he saw the Vietnamese pursuit troops. The ones leading the charge were obviously soldiers from the Vietnamese special forces battalion.
Yan Lin did not shoot first, but waited for the trap to be activated.
Five minutes later, the trap was triggered, and the first three enemies were pulled up into the tree by the lasso on the ground. Yan Lin didn't hesitate and fired a bullet at each of the three dangling enemies.
The three people suddenly fell silent, hanging quietly on the tree and swinging back and forth.
Hearing the gunshots, the Vietnamese soldiers behind him immediately spread out their formation and began to encircle Yan Lin's position. It must be said that at this time, the soldiers of the Vietnamese special forces battalion were still very powerful.
Unfortunately, the enemy they encountered was one of our most formidable soldiers. Yan Lin fired bursts of fire from his assault rifle, constantly shifting his firing position to create the illusion of several people firing simultaneously.
Listening to the howling of the Vietnamese soldiers, Yan Lin's face was serious, without the slightest bit of complacency. He knew that this was just the beginning and the real test was still to come.
But Yan Lin was indeed formidable, almost killing an enemy with every shot, and almost every shot was a headshot! This was terrifying. Although the two groups were only 200 meters apart, such marksmanship frightened the Vietnamese army, and they quickly retreated and disengaged from the firefight with Yan Lin.
Yan Lin quickly packed up his equipment and ran towards the north, destroying the obstacles along the way.
After Yan Lin ran one kilometer away, the Vietnamese troops, who had received reinforcements, resumed their pursuit.
Yan Lin led the Vietnamese troops to move northward little by little. After the Vietnamese troops appeared in front to block them, Yan Lin knew that his mission was completed. The platoon leader and his men should have escaped the encirclement and would be able to return to the country safely.
Yan Lin now completely let go and started to fight with the Vietnamese army. In the jungle area with a radius of five kilometers, Yan Lin used his superb combat skills to fight with the Vietnamese army.
But after all, he was only one person, and as the number of Vietnamese troops increased, Yan Lin gradually became more dangerous. However, soon Yan Lin discovered that the Vietnamese troops participating in the encirclement and suppression often suffered inexplicable casualties.
Moreover, these casualties were basically caused by cold weapons. None of them were killed by guns, and this was the case even for two or three enemies gathered together.
Yan Lin immediately thought of Wei Guang. In their platoon, if there was anyone with such ability, it would be this close-knit soldier.
"Good boy, it seems that I underestimated you! I didn't expect that the commander would send such a master to our company! How can he look like a new recruit? He is simply the reincarnation of the God of Death." Yan Lin thought secretly in his heart while dodging the pursuit.
Wei Guang did not go to meet up with Yan Lin, and continued to kill behind the Vietnamese army. He and Yan Lin cooperated inside and outside. After a day and night of fighting, the two of them cooperated to eliminate most of the pursuing troops, and the remaining enemies were scared away by the huge casualties!
"Come out! I know you are coming! How could you leave the team without permission?" After Yan Lin dealt with the enemy, he finally began to call Wei Guang in a relatively safe area.
"Hehe, squad leader, you want to be a hero, and I want to be a hero too." Wei Guang's voice came from a dead tree behind Yan Lin.
Yan Lin heard the voice and looked back, only to see a mouthful of beautiful big white teeth!