The CEO of Slutty Killer

Chapter 95: Crossfire

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Li Yifeng left a "turnback" mark on the rock, and then led the team back to the original road.

Although the positioning needle inserted in the trunk has lost the function of electronic positioning, the red light on the needle cap has been flickering, showing everyone the way back.

Just like when he came, Li Yifeng was still at the forefront of the team. He didn't know anything about what happened in the manor and was worried about Hu Jiyao's safety, so he walked a little hurriedly.

Ling Dingyi did not walk with him, but guarded Lin Wanyu's side.

On the other side was Wang Xinmai. He gave the crutches to Lin Wanyu, who was struggling to walk, but he was still worried.

It was Cao Cheng after the break of the team, he was carrying a large bag and the corpse of a wild goat on his shoulder.

Lin Wanyu resisted the pain in her feet, relied on the support of simple crutches, and barely followed the team. By the time she walked halfway, she was already sweating profusely, and her physical energy was exhausted.

Wang Xinmai asked with concern: "Miss Lin, let Cao Cheng go on your back."

Ling Dingyi next to him also agreed: "Yes, Miss Lin, you will collapse if you go on like this."

Lin Wanyu smiled apologetically, and insisted: "No, I can go."

Cao Cheng had already prepared to throw away the goat to carry Lin Wanyu, but Lin Wanyu would refuse it unexpectedly. The girl looked weak, but she was really strong inside.

After walking for another twenty minutes, Li Yifeng finally saw the burning bonfire in Binghu Camp.

"Just work harder," Li Yifeng said encouragingly: "When we get to the camp, we will be able to eat spicy food!" In fact, he was worried about what happened to the manor.

Ling Dingyi smiled loosely and raised the hare in his hand, "I can finally roast the hare."

Wang Xinmai is already out of breath, his tired expression is no less than Lin Wanyu, "When I get to the camp, I have to ask Cao Cheng to give me a good massage."

Cao Cheng sniffed vigilantly. "It smells like smoke."

Wang Xinmai replied naturally: "Yes, others must have started barbecues a long time ago, but they eat frozen meat, which is not as fresh as our freshly cooked meat."

"No," Cao Cheng shook his head, "not the smell of barbecue smoke."

After his reminder, Li Yifeng was also confused. He speeded up and walked out of the forest. As soon as he came out, he was stunned by the sight before him.

The small tents in the campfire camp were rudely torn down, leaving only the large tent in the middle of the ice lake. The burning smell is the smell of the canvas tent smoldering in the fire. The delicate canvas burned intermittently, and pungent gray smoke spread in the low places. Through the blazing fire, Li Yifeng saw that the big tent was full of people, and many people were sobbing. Several militants wearing snow camouflage clothes with ak47 assault rifles on their shoulders were chatting about something by the campfire.

When Li Yifeng saw them, they also saw Li Yifeng.

When his gaze changed, Li Yifeng understood his current situation. "Run! Go into the woods!" He shouted loudly, motioning everyone to retreat to the forest.

The gangsters yelled and opened the bolt, chasing and shooting mercilessly into the mountains and forests. The sound of ak47 slammed through the valley, attracting the attention of other bandits. In an instant, a dozen gangsters all rushed towards the mountains and forests.

ak47 is the famous work of former Soviet Union’s famous firearms designer Mikhail Timofeyevich Kalashnikov. This fully automatic assault rifle, which was finalized and put into production in 1947, is still favored by many armed forces today. Even for a long time, even the most powerful U.S. military has been vying to capture and use it. a is the first letter of an automatic rifle in Russian, k is the first letter of Kalashnikov's name, 47 is the year of manufacture, so the meaning of ak47 is: Kalashnikov's automatic rifle shaped in 1947.

This gun has a short body and a short range, suitable for close combat, reliable action, solid and durable, and low failure rate. Regardless of the temperature conditions, the shooting performance is very good, even if foreign objects such as dust enter the gun during continuous shooting. , The mechanical structure can still ensure that it continues to work, the structure is simple, even the novice firearms training for the first time can easily disassemble the operation. The most important point is that ak47 does not have any design royalties, and Kalashnikov does not ask for a penny at all. This also led to the blatant imitation of ak47 by various countries.

A handful of the original ak47 can be sold for US$2,400, but in the black market in Afghanistan, 20 catties of rice can be exchanged for a handful of ak plus two magazines. The cheapest one is a copy of ak for US$6, which is less than one. Ten thousand yuan can equip a hundred-man company for combat firepower.

—What is good quality and low price? This is called good quality and low price.

But this kind of gun is not without weaknesses. The muzzle jumps up seriously when the ak47 is shot. The machine gun frame hits the bottom of the receiver when it is back seated. The shorter barrel leads to a shorter aiming baseline, which affects shooting accuracy. Accuracy cannot be guaranteed beyond 200 meters. Sex, even lower sex, coupled with its own weight, can actually only meet the combat requirements of close encounters.

The distance between the gangster and Li Yifeng and others is far more than two hundred meters, plus the blocking of bonfire smoke and the protection of mountains and forests, so ak47 did not play to its advantages. More than a dozen gangsters could only shoot indiscriminately while rushing into the forest.

The leader of the gangster, Dadong who emerged as a stevedore worker, heard the gunshots, got out of the main tent, frowned and asked his subordinates, "What's the matter?"

The subordinates immediately replied respectfully: "A few fish that slipped through the net were found in the forest."

Dadong frowned. "Notify them by radio that they can only be captured alive, and the dead can't pay us a ransom!"

"Yes!" The subordinate immediately took out the radio walkie-talkie and confessed a few words. In the absence of network communication, radio waves are the best means of communication.

The gangsters who were chasing Li Yifeng and others received the order and immediately stopped shooting, but still chased them.

While retreating, Li Yifeng relied on heavy crossbows to shoot arrows to suppress the speed of the bandits. Time was running out and he couldn't aim, and he missed a dozen arrows in a row.

When Li Yifeng retreated and exchanged crossbow arrows, Ling Dingyi lost no time in raising the one-handed crossbow in his hand to help Li Yifeng suppress the speed of the bandits. His one-handed crossbow has a fast rate of fire, and the mechanical structure is more inclined to automatic rifles. Several gangsters rushing in front were injured and fell to the ground.

"What the hell is going on? Who are these people!?" Ling Dingyi couldn't help asking loudly when he changed his crossbow arrows. He still has more than a dozen arrows, and there is nothing left after shooting.

"It must be with the killer!" Wang Xinmai had no weapons in his hand, only panic was left.

Li Yifeng's arrows are not many, "It shouldn't be. This group is robbers, so they are equipped with illegal firepower equipment, and the killer only used the crossbow in our weapon room."

As they were talking, a strong gangster rushed down from above them, slammed Li Yifeng away, and strangled Wang Xinmai's neck.

"Xinmai!" As soon as Ling Dingyi raised his hand to shoot, he saw a bright silver titanium arrow coming out from the center of the culprit's forehead, penetrating through the back of the head, and hitting with his spare force. Another gangster rushed up.

The gangster who strangled Wang Xinmai's throat snorted, his brain exploded from the back of his head, and Wang Xinmai screamed in fright.

Cao Cheng hit the bow again and shot down another gangster, but the other gangsters still screamed.

Seeing that escape was no longer possible, Li Yifeng and Ling Dingyi used the last titanium arrows to buy time back to back. Li Yifeng yelled: "Cousin Wanyu, run, and find Brother Luo!" As soon as the voice fell, two fierce gangsters rushed towards him, one pointed at his heart with a muzzle, and the other slammed at his heart with a rifle butt. His temple.

The blood gurgled out, and Li Yifeng suddenly felt dizzy. He opened his mouth, raised the heavy crossbow feebly, and shot the last titanium arrow into the heart of the gangster holding the butt of the rifle.

A few more fierce bandits rushed up, knocked out the weapon in Li Yifeng's hand, and beat and kicked him roughly.

Lin Wanyu screamed, trying to drive away the nasty gangsters, but Cao Cheng stopped her, "Miss Lin, listen to your cousin, run quickly, go to Mr. Luo, find him, and you will be safe. "

"But what do you do?!" Lin Wanyu couldn't bear to let everyone be arrested by the gangsters for her.

"Leave us alone, we can't leave, but at least one person can escape!" Ling Dingyi shouted loudly while shooting out the last few crossbow arrows. After shooting the light, he picked up a one-handed crossbow and slammed it at the gangster who rushed first, but more gangsters rushed up and knocked him to the ground. The glasses on the bridge of his nose were also thrown out and he was trampled on. Fragments.

"Hurry up!" Cao Cheng pushed Lin Wanyu out and hit a gangster in the throat with an arrow back.

Several gangsters pressed their guns against the necks of Li Yifeng and Ling Dingyi, and several others grabbed Wang Xinmai, who was crushed by the gangster who died with a headshot and could not move.

"Put down the weapon, or we will kill your friend!" A leader among the gangsters grabbed Wang Xinmai's neck and made a light cut in his neck with a sharp knife.

Cao Cheng watched them calmly and slowly lowered the recurve bow in his hand.

"That's right." The little boss smiled grimly, "And the little girl behind you, be honest!"

Lin Wanyu's whole body is numb, and his brain seems to have turned into syrup.

Cao Cheng sneered, and suddenly raised the recurve bow high and fired three arrows in a row toward the slanting sky.

The gangsters raised their guns nervously, and the most fearful of these people was Cao Cheng. Of the four companions who have died, three of them were shot to death by Cao Cheng. This kind of careless method of killing is a veteran at first glance. But when they saw Cao Cheng's arrow shooting into the sky, they all laughed.

"The quasi-head is too bad!"

"Go back to your mother's stomach and practice!"

As he was speaking, he heard a sound above his head, like the sound of an avalanche. The gangsters raised their heads in horror, and saw a thick waist-like trunk fell from mid-air in a daze. The thick snow on it poured down like mercury, and the trunk and snow hit their heads together. —

The gangsters suddenly panicked and screamed and ran away. Cao Cheng pulled full recurve bowstrings, and once again turned around and shouted at Lin Wanyu: "Run! Don't look back—"

Lin Wanyu woke up like a dream, put aside the crutches, followed the flashing red light of the locator, and ran towards the place where he was separated from Luo Ye.

Under the fear, the pain in the ankle was no longer felt.