I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

"Don't you only have one button? Really... Then what else to choose."

Chen Yan swept the positioning telescope through the observation port and pressed the button on the phone while scanning Chen Yan.

There is a constant voice on the phone

[41,500 points have been deducted... the remaining points are 2085,000.

...

[41,500 points have been deducted... 10,000 remaining points.

He put on the army green mask, put on the familiar earphone, took out a flare gun from his waist, and pulled the trigger at the corner of San Shamon.

Finally, Chen Yan turned his gaze to the white homing pigeon next to him.

Holding the carrier pigeon gently, Chen Yan said to the outside: "Then General Carter, let me fly a white dove representing peace for the peace between us!"

Hearing Chen Yan's words, Carter's face showed a surprise smile. In his opinion, Chen Yan who had said these words had accepted his invitation, and he now has greater confidence!

He is more confident about his plan!

At the tail of San Chamon, at a small opening, a white homing pigeon flew out from there.

Carter: "Very well, cheer for the peace between us!"

Chen Yan in San Chamoni had a gloomy face.

"Yeah, cheer for the peace between us."

…………

boom!

A gunshot came from behind Chuntian. It was so harsh in Chuntian's ears, so... full of fear.

The weight on his hand suddenly lightened, and Chuntian lowered his head. What he saw was that the mirror in his hand was penetrated by a bullet, and his palm was also penetrated. The blood stained the mirror red.

The cracked mirror surface finally shattered like a dream.

"no no!!!"

Chuntian held the shattered mirror, his emerald green eyes filled with shock and despair.

She looked at the person who fired the gun. The hand holding the gun was a robotic arm, and the person was...

Yegor!

His face was still a little pale, obviously he had only recently come out of the hospital, and he was one of the people sent by Carter to hunt Chuntian.

Seeing Chuntian kneeling on the ground, Yegor connected to the communication without changing his face.

"General, I found the escaped figure."

After all, he hung up the communication. As for why he hit Chuntian's palm instead of his head, Carter asked him to capture Chuntian alive and tried to keep her as little as possible.

Chuntian kept crazily hugging the broken glass on the ground with his pierced palm, Yegor walked over without changing his face and pulled Chuntian's hair.

But when Chuntian's head was dragged by Yegor and raised his head to see a homing pigeon flying over her, her eyes were rounded and her chapped lips trembled.

"No...no, commander, no!!!"

The sound of despair and pain resounded through the forest burning with great fire...

It is the messenger of peace, with white wings, with the meaning of peace, soaring in the sky.

It flapped its wings softly, and with a small piece of paper on its legs, it carefully shrank under it.

On the green grass, black smoke drifted to the sky constantly, and it never blinked under the smoke.

Its goal seems to be that far away where there is no war, and its goal seems to be to inform relatives far away the words of ushering in peace.

It never stopped, passing through the artillery fire, through the rain of bullets, it has its own destination, that is, the distant place, waiting for news...

Shelling troops!

There seemed to be a door in the sky, and it passed through it resolutely.

Here, the flames of war...

It slowly fell onto a wooden box.

A soldier rushed over to pick it up, and picked up the paper under its feet.

"There are new orders!"

Another soldier took the note from his hand, ran to a middle-aged man who was looking at the map, and saluted:

"Sir! New shelling mission! It's Major Chen!"

'Intensive shelling, surrounded by enemy forces, please carry out 10 rounds of bombing, urgent!Coordinate grid: 6-5-7-4……'

"The bombardment mission, everyone prepares! Coordinates 7-2-4..."

Nearly a hundred soldiers were instantly busy under the orders of their officers, carrying shells, loading shells, adjusting angles...

More than a dozen BL9.2 siege guns were put into operation together. After all the cannons were prepared, the middle-aged officer gritted his teeth with complex expression and shouted:

"emission!!!!!"

boom!!

The dense artillery shells rushed into the air, and the place where they flew seemed to be the place where the homing pigeon flew.

"The second round of shelling! Launch!"

...

"Fifth round of shelling! Fire...fire!"

The middle-aged officer yelled hissingly, and finally sat on the ground with his face covered, the note on the table slowly falling to the ground, immersed in the damp mud.

Soon after Chen Yan released the homing pigeons, there was a strange noise from the horizon. Almost everyone looked at the place where the noise was made.

It’s on the east...no, there’s also on the west... how about the north?Same!

"Then... what is that?"

A soldier looked at the plane-like thing in the sky suspiciously and asked, but as soon as the voice fell, huge-caliber cannonballs suddenly emerged from the top of these small planes and flew towards them with these planes.