0324 Wind, Rain, Bridge

I don't know how many police soldiers surged out of the bushes on both sides of the roadside in the dark. Most of the shaman escort soldiers scattered on various vehicles were also restrained like direct officers, and a few were killed on the spot.

"What are you doing?!" Lieutenant Shaman's anger instantly froze when he saw the skeleton logo on the neckline under the other party's camouflage raincoat: "Wolf skeleton armed police-"

The secret police officer led by the wolf group did not intend to correct the enemy's confusion between the secret police and the armed police. He loudly ordered the soldiers to drive the prisoners and vehicles off the road and clear the way for the friendly forces in the rear.

This time, a secret police team near the border area received an order from Her Royal Highness Princess Regent An Moran of the wolf camp to seize a vital bridge for the "Youth Teaching Brigade" to carry out the task of pursuing and rescuing people.

Less than half an hour after cleaning up the medical troops of the shaman army, the scouts have sent news that a large number of armored vehicles are rapidly advancing in the direction of the bridge.

Before the outbreak of the war, the internal secret police forces scattered on the border and operating in the enemy's interior were not good at such frontal combat, but there was no better choice at this time. The orders received were not compromised. They must completely hand over the bridge to the "Youth Teaching Brigade".

The internal secret police force of the brigade under the remote control leadership of Wen Si also suffered considerable losses in a series of secret operations that invaded the Holy See. At this time, the combat strength was less than 450 people. If it was the armored forces of the Shaman Holy See that rushed to the bridge, it would not be possible to support it for too long with this small force alone.

The roar of the tank chariot shaking the ground is gradually clear. From the direction of the bridge, there are other types of combat vehicles moving forward with tanks in the dark, and the lights that break through the wind and rain are very obvious.

"The flag of the wolves has arrived." Special Colonel Wen Eleven, the commander of the secret police brigade, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered his police to signal to prove his identity.

The "Youth Teaching Brigade" did not rush up when it saw that the bridge had fallen into its grasp, but took two tanks as the lead, followed by a team of student infantry and cautiously approached the bridge.

Special Colonel Wen Eleven, commander of the Internal Affairs Secret Police Brigade, ordered to give up the temporary defense positions. This brigade has been active in the interior of the Shamanate for a long time. In order to support the main battlefield of the dynasty, it frequently invades small villages, towns and cities, destroys traffic and material warehouses, and sometimes cooperates with other brigades to invade and stationed. A medium-sized town of the army.

Two combat motorcycles escorted a half-track command armored vehicle and stopped at the meeting of the internal secret police brigade, and a young and petite praetorian girl officer got off the armored vehicle.

The secret internal affairs police force uses a special rank system. A commander at the level of the internal affairs brigade has the rank of a special colonel, so the commander of the brigade still stands still when looking at the rank of major of the girl officer.

"The independent youth of the Praetorian Guard taught the avant-garde reconnaissance battalion and was ordered to take over your defense, sir." Sange Yaqin, who has the noble status of the third generation of the dynasty and was promoted to major of the imperial guard on the battlefield, meticulously saluting.

"Received. Major, you are late." The secret police soldiers who fell on the grass beside the road made a low laugh.

"Shut up." The scolding of Wen Eleven, the first-level special school of the secret police, finally silenced the rude soldiers, but suddenly, a woman's cry for help came from the darkness below the roadside.

Seeing that Sange An Yaqin's face changed, the Special School of the Internal Affairs Secret Police knew that this praetorian guard colleague was wrong. His group of bastards did not have a good thing, but he did not understand the seriousness of breaking the wolf army law on the battlefield.

Secret Police Special School Wen Eleven lit a cigarette and casually spit out a white cigarette and said, "It's no big deal, Major, we captured a team of shaman medical convoys before you came. You don't want to take this group of burdens to save people, will you?"

"However, the first-class special principal officer's death of prisoners without reason is also a serious violation of military regulations. These prisoners must be handed over to the gendarmerie. Sange An Yaqin remembered the military law knowledge she had learned in the classroom of the Wolf Group Sergeant School not long ago, and said in a tender voice according to the book.

Listening to the girl's righteous words, Wen Eleven of the first-level special school spit out another cigarette ring carelessly and tilted his head and said, "Major, listen carefully. First, these people are my prisoners; second, look at my rank; third, the shamans started the war first.

"First-level special president, the subordinate understands. But subordinates also have the responsibility and obligation to maintain the military rules of the wolves. Sange An Yaqin turned around and ordered, "Come on, you go and bring all the prisoners here."

The young student soldiers of the praetorian guard immediately ran down more than a dozen, but were immediately blocked by the internal secret police. What's more, the muzzle of both sides was raised.

In terms of the number of people, the reconnaissance battalion, which is the vanguard of the "Young Teaching Brigade", naturally has an advantage, but the internal secret police force, which has always regarded itself as superior and strong style, is obviously not weak.

The tense atmosphere was slightly reduced by the roar from the rear. From the rear, the main tank regiment of the brigade of the avant-garde reconnaissance battalion drove on the bridge one by one. At this moment, a cute girl officer in the armored uniform of the guard jumped off the station and sat in the middle of two groups of soldiers.

"What are you doing? Do you want to go to the military court? Put away all the guns pointed at your comrades-in-arms.

The armored force commander girl Erge Gan Zimeng is also very young, but her shoulders are decorated with the prisms representing the rank of colonel of the Praetorian Guard and the soldiers who suppressed **.

"Little, what happened?" Erge Gan Zimeng asked with a small face.

Sange Yaqin, the major of the guard next to him, quickly reported the situation and thought about it for a moment. Although this is not uncommon in the Guards, it is also a very small number of Colonel Gege ordered to the Special Colonel of the Internal Secret Police Brigade: "First-class special colonel, please let your people hand over the prisoners to later. Colonel An Yinger's gendarmes arrived are all the prisoners. Do you understand?

"But, sir, these shamans are my prisoners." Wen Eleven, a secret policeman who didn't know the true identity of the two dynasty's little Gege, was obviously very unhappy. The yellow-haired girl in front of her was only twelve or three years old. She was actually promoted to the rank of colonel and put on an officer in front of veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, but the army paid attention to the upper and lower levels.

"I know the merits of your officials and subordinates, and I will definitely submit them to the command of the army to ask for your achievements. But now, please hand over the prisoners to the gendarmerie immediately. Erge Gan Zimeng stubbornly raised his little face, and the last sentence obviously aggravated the tone.

"I'm afraid this is not suitable? Sir." Obviously, Wen Eleven Special School, an internal affairs secret police, is not afraid of the female student colonel in front of him.

"Execute the order, first-level special school." Erge Zimeng, the armored commander of the guard, was obviously angry and shouted, "I'm Colonel An Zimeng, the commander of the armored tank regiment belonging to the independent teaching brigade of the 1st Division. Do you have any questions about this? Your Excellency the First Special School."

Even the secret internal police officers and soldiers who spread violence all over their bodies could not help but have a trace of fear, naturally because the colonel of the praetorian guard had the same surname as the monarch of the dynasty.

"No, sir. Follow your orders." There is no secret policeman Wen Eleven Special School.

"Very good, first-level special school, take your people, there are still a lot of things we have to do tonight." Erge An Zimeng's satisfied little head.

"Yes, sir." Wen Eleven, a special school of secret police, saluted loudly.

Just as the acting commander of the "Youth Teaching Brigade" stood at the head of Fengyu Bridge, gave the military map in his hand to his classmates, and asked the two little grids who came quickly about the conflict with the secret police force just now. On a path in the oblique slanting, a team of white holy nuns held a thin man in black. Man, rushing like a storm!

Erge Ge's cute eyes were sharp. He recognized the person at a glance and cheered loudly, "Great, the eldest grandpa is finally here!"