Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0102: The 7th Steel Company! Kill!

Oak grove.

Yuan Lang's calm expression finally changed.

In the instant the soldier raised his gun, he thought he should punch him hard in the face and tell him that he didn't deserve to be a soldier.

But when the soldier fired a signal flare into the air after firing his own shot, his expression changed.

Not only Yuan Lang, but many of the old A team members also had mixed feelings. Shooting their own people deserved to be torn to pieces, but the subsequent "suicide" was so pitiful.

Gao Cheng angrily slammed his fist on the car. The soldier deserved to be hit, but his subsequent wailing and self-abandonment were both pitiful and admirable. In an instant, Gao Cheng understood his mentality. He was angry but had no face to vent his anger on him, so he could only smash the car to release his rage.

"I...I didn't want to either..." Qin Feng was still crying. He hadn't cried after being hungry for so long, and he hadn't cried after trekking so far and almost running to his death from the pursuit of the reconnaissance battalion. But now, he was crying with such despair.

Qin Feng's two comrades stared blankly at the wailing Qin Feng, their hearts filled with pain.

"Go! Go!" Qin Feng, wailing, saw his comrades still standing there in a daze and pleaded, "Run that way! Run! I beg you, run!"

"Brother, I...I don't want to run anymore." A soldier calmly took out a signal gun and fired it into the air as Qin Feng looked on in despair. Then, as if all his strength had left him, he collapsed to the ground.

Another soldier smiled sadly and also took out a signal flare.

"No...no! Please! No!" Qin Feng cried out in despair, but the soldier resolutely pulled the trigger. As the signal gun fired, he fell to the ground, but laughed: "To hell with the damn A-team! We 703 soldiers don't care! Haha, we don't care!"

Isn't it rare?

Of course it's rare!

For this opportunity, countless 703 examinees "sacrificed" themselves for others, they paid so much sweat and tears, and some even took the initiative to cover the rear in the final stage.

However, they were unwilling to go in this way.

Cheng Cai stared blankly at the scene. Ma Xiaoshuai sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul, neither crying nor laughing, but silent. The three soldiers who had self-eliminated in the distance were so glaring.

"Enter!"

Cheng Cai gritted his teeth and sprinted the final two hundred meters. Those two hundred meters felt like an eternity. He burst into the oak forest, slammed his fist against the jeep as if he had earned his right to sprint. Then, he pulled out a map from his pocket and, panting, said:

"We...worked together...on...the assignment...and they're still behind us."

"Give me the map, you can go and rest." Yuan Lang took the map expressionlessly.

……

The sudden turn of events ahead left the three men, who were struggling to move forward, stunned.

The most impressive thing was the last two men firing the flare gun.

"Go!" Zheng Yingqi shouted through gritted teeth, and he and Xu Sanduo quickened their pace a little, because another soldier was chasing after them.

The soldier looked like he was about to fall at any moment, and had already stumbled and fallen several times. Zheng Yingqi suspected that the soldier had actually lost consciousness, and what was supporting his actions was actually a spirit of unwillingness, reluctance and not giving up.

This is yet another soldier who commands respect and defies description—this soldier unconsciously overtook the three who were struggling to move forward, stumbling and stubbornly marching towards the oak forest, embodying what it means to be an iron-willed soldier.

Behind them, more soldiers were advancing.

"Let me go...you guys go...go!" Wu Liuyi roared when he saw the people behind him, but Zheng Yingqi and Xu Sanduo seemed not to hear him and continued to struggle to move him. Wu Liuyi angrily pushed the two away: "I can walk!"

As a result, he fell to the ground as soon as he took a step. Xu Sanduo hurriedly stepped forward and tore open Wu Liuyi's trouser leg, only to see his deformed and swollen calf.

Xu Sanduo's lips trembled with anger: "You think you can run away on this leg?!"

"It's still a leg! It's on my body, I..." Wu Liuyi stubbornly shouted, but Zheng Yingqi pinned him to the ground. Zheng Yingqi fiercely yelled, "Wu Liuyi, you're a bastard! Stop your fucking nonsense! Xu Sanduo and I will drag you in, even if we have to!"

"Xu Sanduo! Carry my backpack, I'll carry him!" Zheng Yingqi shouted, unloading the heavy backpack, then rummaged through Wu Liuyi's clothes, pulled out a flare gun, and tossed it far away, throwing his own flare gun as well: "Want to copy them? Unless you're fucking serious!"

Wu Liuyi was furious, angry, and touched all at the same time. In the end, Zheng Yingqi carried him on his back, and the three of them stubbornly started moving again.

The soldiers behind them were getting closer and closer, and Wu Liuyi became increasingly anxious: "Zheng Yingqi, put me down! You guys go!"

"Put me down!"

"Damn it! Put me down!"

No matter how much Wu Liuyi shouted, Zheng Yingqi remained silent and kept moving. He had eaten precious field rations that morning and had been through the sea. Now, he was carrying a person on his back and the load was far too heavy for Zheng Yingqi, who had all his attributes increased by 2. Xu Sanduo wanted to switch with Zheng Yingqi, but Zheng Yingqi pushed him away.

"Zheng Yingqi...please...put me down..."

Wu Liuyi was already crying, "I never liked soldiers like you from the beginning, you're a bastard, you're a piece of trash... Put me down!"

Zheng Yingqi, panting heavily, said, "Wu Liuyi, I hate you too! I hate your cold-heartedness! I hate your stubbornness! I hate your arrogance! I also hate your sense of honor! I just want to torture you!"

Xu Sanduo was supporting them from behind, dragging a heavy backpack. The three of them were in a worse state than refugees, but the old A members in the oak forest all showed expressions of admiration.

The number of soldiers behind them had exceeded three—Wu Liuyi was struggling like a madman. He knew that no matter what reason Zheng Yingqi gave or what he was betting on, Old A would definitely not add a spot and give up on him. Zheng Yingqi and Xu Sanduo could fight for the last chance.

If they don't give up, all three of them might be eliminated, because there are still soldiers relentlessly advancing behind them.

"Xu Sanduo..." Zheng Yingqi said, "How about we put aside the immortal honor of the Steel Seventh Company and have a final five-kilometer sprint?"

"Sprint?" Xu Sanduo asked, puzzled.

"Yes, win or lose, let everyone see what the Steel Seventh Company is like, what it means to never abandon or give up!"

"Okay!" Xu Sanduo agreed.

"Then... run!"

Two people, no, it should be three people, started running wildly. When all their strength was exhausted, they ran.

"Steel Seventh Company! Kill!"

Zheng Yingqi shouted, and kept shouting. With each shout, it seemed as if he gained a little more strength.

The sound kept echoing, like a company shouting, or like five thousand people shouting together.

In the oak grove, Gao Cheng was already in tears, echoing the voices coming from afar:

"Steel...Seven...Command! Kill!"

Zheng Yingqi always felt that Xu Sanduo's miracle of 353 abdominal barbell rolls was unrepeatable. But today, Xu Sanduo created another miracle. Two exhausted men, two soldiers whose strength was completely depleted, carrying and dragging heavy loads, still managed to run more than 300 meters.

But just as they were getting close, their desperate struggle finally exhausted their last bit of strength, and the two of them fell to the ground almost simultaneously, their backpacks, the people carrying them, and the people carrying others scattered within a ten-square-meter area.

"Captain... they've reached their limit, even surpassed it, they're almost there... only thirty meters left!" Qi Huan said to Yuan Lang, swallowing hard. He wanted to bring the three of them in and put them in the car.

Yuan Lang remained unmoved: "And what about them?"

The "they" Yuan Lang was referring to were a few scattered individuals, still staggering towards the oak grove: "Is that fair to them?"

Qi Huan remained silent. Yes, was it fair to them?

"Cold-blooded!" Gao Cheng said angrily, then shouted into the distance, "Steel Seventh Company! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The veterans and medics waiting nearby also started shouting:

"Steel Seventh Company! Kill!"

"Steel Seventh Company! Kill!"

Zheng Yingqi wanted to fall asleep, to sleep comfortably, regardless of the darkness or any assessments.

But the repeated shouts of "Steel Seven Kills" sent a chill down Zheng Yingqi's numb mind.

He muttered to himself, "Steel Seventh Company? Kill them?"

Then, he involuntarily shouted, "Steel Seventh Company! Kill!"

His consciousness returned, and he remembered that he was taking the test. Oh right, there were also Wu Liuyi and Xu Sanduo.

He turned around blankly and saw Xu Sanduo, who had already lost consciousness, and Wu Liuyi, who was crying desperately. Wu Liuyi kept crying and saying, "I...I...I..."

He was trying to shout, "I give up, I give up!"

But he couldn't bring himself to shout it out, not for himself, but for those two stubborn bastards who were acting like idiots. He just couldn't shout it out!

"Squad Leader Wu, the Steel Seventh Company, never abandoning or giving up!" Zheng Yingqi forced an ugly smile, and then he slowly crawled, each step leaving a long trail of blood, like a dying man leaving behind a trail of blood.

He strapped the backpack to his leg, then dragged the two of them, inching their way thirty meters away. Wu Liuyi struggled free, shouting, "I can climb! I really can climb!"

"Oh. Don't give up..." Zheng Yingqi said, and Wu Liuyi, with tears streaming down his face, replied, "Never abandon! Never give up!"

With one less person to carry on the burden, Zheng Yingqi found it much easier to drag Xu Sanduo up. Finally, he dragged and accompanied him as they climbed the last thirty meters.

"Medic! Medic!" Gao Cheng shouted frantically as he rushed forward, then looked at his three former subordinates and yelled, "You're all strong men! You're all good soldiers! Zheng Yingqi! You're a hero!"

Zheng Yingqi looked at Gao Cheng with difficulty and forced an awkward smile: "Company Commander, it's an exercise...we don't hold grudges..."

Before Gao Cheng could answer, he tilted his head and finally fell asleep.