There was a chaos in the room, three footsteps came, five people were killed by Ye Jian and only three were left.
Someone cursed in the dark, and a whistle yelled from outside, "Fuck out! Hurry up!"
The language spoken is also South Asian, Ye Jian did not understand, but knew that this whistle was Xia Jinyuan deliberately alarmed, so as to draw people out of the house.
Ye Jian completed the shooting in the first position, already hidden behind the collapsed brick couch, staring coldly at the dilapidated house, as long as someone came out to start immediately.
The ambush caused a moment of confusion in the positions of the mercenaries who were chasing to the Chinese territory. When the whistle that was deliberately alarmed outside shouted that there was only one person, the remaining three mercenaries came out of the house with random guns.
In the dim night, Ye Jian once again aimed at a dark shadow that ran out, and did not hesitate to shoot the third bullet tonight.
Every bullet must hit a target. Uncle Chen said that the sniper's bullets are shot to protect his comrades, and the bullets shot for his comrades must not be deviated by a single cent!
"boom!"
The low and muffled gunfire broke the peace of the night again, and as the black shadow fell to the ground, the two figures chasing out from behind rolled into the weeds and quickly hid.
"Boom boom!"
Continuous gunfire sounded, all shooting in Ye Jian's hidden direction, how many people secretly attacked them, and the remaining mercenaries already knew in their hearts.
Xia Jinyuan didn't let the "alarm" whistle still have a chance to speak, Ye Jian's firepower suppressed the remaining two mercenaries, and his side had to solve the target quickly.
The dagger in his hand is not a military dagger. The multi-function knives bought in the street hardware store, although the brand new unopened blade is a bit duller than the military dagger, can also be a sharp weapon as long as it is used smoothly.
The leaves rustle, and Xia Jinyuan’s fist slams into a fist that hurts his skin and strikes fiercely. The close combat of special forces is never about hiding needles in the cotton, but quickly and fiercely, and then fiercely and accurately. On the other side.
There are many painful parts of a person's body, but there is only one part that slows down the thinking reaction: the brain.
Continuously attacking, several punches hit the opponent's brain, the handsome and cold Xia Jinyuan is a awakened lion, majestic enough to make this mercenary retreat steadily, and screamed "Wow".
He asked for support, but Ye Jian's bullets were just like Qingyan. When the grass was moving, and there was a strange breath in the flowing air, the bullets "slammed" somewhere, preventing anyone from coming to support.
"Damn it!" The mercenary who was shot by the bullet and had to hide again rolled under a tree, looking gloomy and looking for the target to shoot him.
The mercenary who was hit in the head by Xia Jinyuan several times in a row staggered, and while shaking, he moved the leaves and bushes around him. The very ordinary "sand" came at this time, and the heartbeat accelerated with the rustle. .
Ye Jian slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Team Xia is not only an excellent special soldier, but also an excellent commander. In terms of tactics, the veterans have a talent that convinces veterans.
The greater the movement now, the more the other two mercenaries' heartstrings are tightened, the more psychological pressure will increase, and the greater the odds of her and Xia Jinyuan's chances of winning.
When there was a low muffled sound that made the scalp numb in the darkness, the blood in the wind became thicker than before, and it floated into everyone's nose as thick as it could not be melted away.