Chapter 157 Dark Night Killing

Chapter 157 Dark Night Killing

"Ah~~" Not long after, Alan's scream came from below the cave entrance.

"Alan, Alan, how are you?"

Daniel shouted loudly at the entrance of the cave, but there was no response from Alan inside the cave.

"Fuck~~" Daniel cursed.

"Anthony, I'll go down to see Allen. If I can't come up, you should leave here quickly and don't go down again." After hesitating for a long time, Daniel finally made the decision.

Not abandoning comrades is a requirement of every country's army for its soldiers, and the US military is the same. Otherwise, who would dare to charge into battle on the battlefield?

"Okay, Daniel. But~~" Anthony was a little worried.

"It's settled. I'll go down first." Daniel patted Anthony's shoulder, and the conflicted look on his face became determined.

Taking a deep breath and checking his weapons and ammunition, Daniel entered the tunnel.

Anthony stood anxiously at the entrance of the tunnel, looking towards the hole constantly, praying secretly that Daniel could bring Allen back safely.

At this moment, a hole quietly appeared on the ground not far away. A North Vietnamese guerrilla leaned out of the hole, looked around, and aimed his gun at Anthony.

In the tunnel, Alan was spitting out blood and pressing his neck in vain. There was a deep wound on his neck, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Alan leaned weakly against the wall of the tunnel.

He didn't know whether his comrades would come to rescue him. Perhaps even if his comrades came, he would still die, Alan thought sadly.

Not long after Allen went down the tunnel, he was stabbed in the neck by a North Vietnamese guerrilla who appeared out of nowhere.

The NATO guerrillas succeeded in their attack and immediately fled away. Allen used his flashlight to shine for a long time but could not find any trace of him. But Allen knew that the damn North Vietnamese monkey was hiding at the corner ahead.

Alan heard Daniel's shouting from above, but his throat had been cut, and he wanted to answer, but no sound came out.

After a while, Allen heard footsteps coming from the tunnel. "Alan~~Alan~~", Daniel called in a low voice from the tunnel.

Alan tried hard to open his mouth, but only came out with "huh, huh" sounds, and the blood in his neck flowed faster.

At this time, Alan saw the man who had stabbed him in the neck just now, quietly approaching Daniel with a dagger.

Allen used his last bit of strength to raise his gun and pulled the trigger at the figure of the North Vietnamese guerrilla.

"Da da da da~~" The gunshots startled Daniel. He hurriedly retreated, pressing his body against the wall of the tunnel. The dagger brushed past his nose with the sound of wind.

"That was a close call~~", Daniel escaped the fatal attack.

Allen missed the North Vietnamese guerrilla, who quickly disappeared into a fork in the tunnel.

When Daniel heard the gunshots, he knew it was his own people who fired the gun. M14 is a standard equipment of the US military, and everyone is familiar with the sound of M14.

Daniel followed the sound of the gunshot and found Allen. Allen had a lot of blood coming out of his mouth. He opened his mouth several times but couldn't say anything. He tilted his head and died in Daniel's arms.

"Fuck~ Let's get out of here." Daniel dragged Alan's body towards the tunnel entrance. He had to get out of this damn tunnel as soon as possible.

Anthony was guarding the tunnel entrance. When he heard the gunshots from below, he quickly lay down and shouted, "Daniel~Alan~Are you there?"

Anthony's action of lying at the entrance of the tunnel saved his life.

There was a gunshot and the bullet hit the open space next to Anthony.

Anthony was suddenly startled, rolled to the side, and fired back with his gun.

The North Vietnamese guerrillas were very unlucky. Their sneak attack failed and they were instead shot to pieces by Anthony's counterattack.

Zhang Dongliang was hiding not far away. He thoughtfully built a U-shaped fully enclosed shelter for himself to avoid being shot from the back by enemies in the distance.

Looking at the North Vietnamese guerrillas who had a bad start, Zhang Dongliang felt sorry for them: "What a poor kid! His luck is so bad."

"Anthony, come and help me." Daniel poked his head out of the tunnel and shouted to Anthony.

Daniel lifted Allen from below, preparing to let Anthony help from above and pull Allen out.

Anthony bent over and stood at the entrance of the cave, grabbing Allen's shoulders with both hands, ready to drag Allen to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Dongliang aimed at Anthony's back and pulled the trigger. Anthony was grabbing Allen's shoulders and pulling him up, but suddenly he lunged forward and pushed Allen back into the hole.

"Anthony, what happened up there?" Daniel didn't hear Anthony's answer and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Zhang Dongliang scanned the area with his mental power and found no enemies around. He quickly ran to the cave entrance, lifted Anthony up and stuffed him headfirst into the cave.

It was already difficult for Daniel to push Allen's body upwards. Anthony's body was pushed down by Zhang Dongliang, and with Allen's body added, Daniel was forced back several steps deeper into the tunnel by the weight of the two bodies.

Zhang Dongliang took out five woven bags full of crude oil as quickly as possible and threw them into the tunnel.

He took out another incendiary grenade and threw it into the tunnel. Then Zhang Dongliang considerately placed a pile of earth to completely seal the entrance.

In order to avoid being implicated, Zhang Dongliang quickly fled after doing all this.

The tunnel was pitch black, and he didn't know where he had lost his flashlight. As soon as Daniel stood firm in the tunnel, he felt a slippery liquid flowing towards him.

As soon as he took a step, his feet slipped and he smelled the smell of oil. "Not good." Neil didn't care about the bodies of his comrades anymore and ran deeper into the tunnel.

There was a loud bang behind him, and a burst of fire and thick smoke caught up with Daniel.

"No~~" Daniel's scream was so shrill that it could be heard far away in the tunnel.

It was already night, and the American troops were being held tightly by the North Vietnamese guerrillas in the jungle, unable to escape.

The reinforcements had already arrived outside the jungle and were on standby, and they did not dare to enter the jungle rashly. As the battle became stalemate, the base commander had no choice but to order all the reinforcements to enter the jungle for rescue.

"103rd Field Platoon, 103rd Field Platoon, the 101st Field Platoon is in an emergency. I order the 103rd Field Platoon to enter the jungle immediately to support the 101st Field Platoon. Over."

"103st Field Platoon received, over."

After the 103rd Field Platoon came in, there were about two platoons of American troops in the jungle. A forward base usually has a company of troops, which is almost the majority of the military force that can be mobilized by the forward base. The rest must defend the base and cannot leave.

Zhang Dongliang wore a camouflage combat uniform, no helmet, and smeared camouflage paint on his face, which made him very invisible under the cover of night.

In addition, with the help of mental cheating, on such a jungle night, the battlefield was one-way transparent to him.

This made his dark night killing trip go very smoothly. Except for himself, everyone else was an enemy, and he didn't need to distinguish between friend and foe when shooting.

They shot when they saw people and threw oil and incendiary bombs into the tunnel entrance.

The combination of oil and incendiary bombs brought thick smoke and fire, which made everyone underground unable to stay.

Just like stirring up a hornet's nest, many tunnel entrances suddenly opened up on the ground. The people underground gasped for breath and emerged to the surface, mingling with the American troops who had entered the jungle.