He had already been exposed, so it was best for him to attract the enemy's attention.
When the foreign troops saw that someone had appeared, all the bullets were aimed at Hu Dongyang. Hu Dongyang had succeeded in attracting the enemy's attention.
At this moment, the other comrades quickly approached the foreign troops and raised their guns to shoot at them.
Gunshots rang out, and one, two, and three foreign troops fell.
There were a total of five foreign troops, and only two were left. Seeing that the situation was not good, they did not dare to continue fighting. Instead, they rolled on the ground, wanting to escape from the encirclement and return to green city to report the news.
However, Si Zhanbei and the others would not let the other party succeed. Seeing that the other party wanted to escape, they did not care about keeping one alive and directly killed him.
After the five foreign troops were taken care of, they revealed themselves from behind the sand Dune and walked toward the dead foreign troops.
When they got closer, they realized that one of them was not dead and was still breathing.
Liu Da looked and was about to kick the other party, but Si Zhanbei stopped him and said, "stop! "
"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army? " Liu Da looked at Si Zhanbei with a puzzled face. He did not understand why he did not let him vent his anger.
However, Si Zhanbei did not explain and walked to the front of the foreign army.
When the foreign army that was not dead saw Si Zhanbei and the others standing in front of them, their faces changed. They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but they could not say anything.
They originally thought that they would only encounter those horse bandits, but they did not expect that it was actually a small unit of the People's Liberation Army.
If they had known this would happen, they would not have gone head to head with them. Instead, they would have thought of a way to report back.
"Who are you people? " Si Zhanbei went forward and asked the other party in English. Unfortunately, the other party's injuries were too severe, so they had no way to answer Si Zhanbei's question.
Sheng Fenghua looked at them and took out a silver needle from her body. She took a step forward and pierced it into the bodies of the foreign soldiers.
With one needle, she temporarily stopped the other party from vomiting blood.
"It's done! " Sheng Fenghua said to Si Zhanbei, then turned around to look at the other dead people. Looking at their skin color and appearance, most of them were from M nation.
Seeing that the other party was no longer vomiting blood, Si Zhanbei repeated what he had said before. However, the other party looked deeply at Si Zhanbei and did not intend to answer.
"boss, since he doesn't answer, just kill him. Why waste your breath on him? "
"That's right, boss, just kill them if you say anything to them. "
Si Zhanbei did not answer. Instead, he told the other party the meaning behind their words. After listening to Si Zhanbei's translation, the foreign devil's expression changed again. He opened his mouth and said, "aren't the People's Liberation Army of China giving preferential treatment to captives? "
"Preferential Treatment? " Si Zhanbei sneered and said, "based on what you guys have done, how are we going to give preferential treatment? "
"You? " The foreign devil was speechless.
"Tell me, which organization do you belong to? " Si Zhanbei asked again. It was a matter of life and death, so the foreign devil was quite cooperative and said, "MG organization. "
Hearing the Foreign Devil's words, Sheng Fenghua, who was checking a few dead people, changed her expression. Mg was the largest terrorist organization in the world. It was said that the headquarters of this organization was in country Y, and there were more than three thousand people who belonged to this organization.
"How many people did you send this time? "
The foreign devil glanced at Si Zhanbei and slowly raised three fingers.
"Thirty? "
The foreign devil shook his head.
"Three hundred? "
Only then did the foreign devil nod his head.
This time, Si Zhanbei somewhat understood why the garrison had fallen into the enemy's hands. This time, there were three hundred people, and the garrison only had one battalion, only two hundred people.