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Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle-like shape.
In the flash of lightning, his body suddenly flipped and rushed to the side. One's own knife can kill a man, but he must also be shot.
At such a close distance, even wearing a body armor cannot stop the power of bullets, not to mention that he is only wearing a camouflage combat uniform.
"Bang bang bang."
The muzzle of the gun sprayed out an earthy yellow muzzle flame, and the bullet almost grazed Zhang Feng's body. Even if he had hesitated even a moment ago, the bullet would have fallen on him.
When his body landed on the ground, Zhang Feng did not dare to stop at all and rolled quickly.
The bullets almost chased his body, penetrating the thick carpet and leaving craters on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, there was already a cold sweat running down my back.
Counting the gunshots, when the opponent's magazine was empty, he suddenly jumped out, flicked his back and dropped the automatic rifle in his hand, and quickly pulled the trigger.
"Puff, puff, puff." Bullets ejected from the silencer installed on the M4A1.
The man on the bed also reacted very quickly. When the pistol was empty of bullets, he rolled out of bed and crawled to the ground.
The bullet landed on the bed, and the cotton wool inside the quilt was scattered everywhere.
…
The piercing gunfire completely tore apart the tranquility of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group's station. The gigolo hiding in the dark gritted his teeth, decisively took out the detonator, and quickly pressed the detonation button with his finger.
"Boom, boom, boom..." A series of violent explosions suddenly sounded. The mercenary who had just held a gun and wanted to rush out of the barracks was directly blown to pieces by the explosion. Blood and scattered pieces of meat were mixed together. Falling down in mid-air.
One after another, hysterical screams were intertwined, heart-breaking, like purgatory on earth.
The wooden barracks collapsed during the explosion, trapping the mercenaries underneath who had not had time to rush out.
If it were reinforced concrete, the mercenaries trapped underneath would probably be dead or injured.
But even with a wooden mechanism, a large number of people were seriously injured.
The dancer's face was a bit ugly. In front of him lay a corpse. The corpse's neck was almost cut off directly by the blade, and the skin on the back of the neck was tightly attached.
Still involved.
There was an AK-47 rifle next to the corpse, and the gunfire that just pierced the silence came from this rifle.
The dancer was noticed by someone coming out of the barracks just now when he was not paying attention. Although he killed the opponent immediately, he still let the opponent pull the trigger and fired a gunshot to warn him.
Holding the rifle level, he quickly rushed out, facing the man who was still in the shock of the explosion and didn't react, he decisively pulled the trigger and fired a burst of fire.
The helpless mercenaries suddenly fell down like wheat.
"Gigolo, I'm at the predetermined location now. You retreat towards the gate as planned." Zhao Qiang said into the headset in a deep voice.
At the same time, activate the grenade launcher and point it at the gate of the station.
The whistling grenade exploded on the door, and the wooden door was immediately blown to pieces.
Without any hesitation, the gigolo quickly lowered his body and ran towards the door.
The mercenary reacted, picked up his rifle, and quickly pulled the trigger at the dancer who was running wildly. Strings of bullets splashed little bits of dust around the dancer's feet, leaving craters.
The gigolo doesn't have any fancy moves now. Under such intensive shooting, fancy moves are of no use. The only thing he can do is run at full speed and just rush out of the blasted door.
The original plan was that after he had completely arranged the bomb, he would lurk near the door and then Zhao Qiang would blow open the door. At that time, he would only need to lure the mercenaries out of the door.
Now my mistake has put me in a dangerous situation!
Zhao Qiang's realization stayed on the gigolo's body, his brows furrowed together. He was still a hundred meters away from the gate. Under such crazy shooting from the opponent, it might be difficult to rush out in one piece.
Not only would he lose his life by then, but he would also be unable to successfully lead the other party out from the gate.
Gritting his teeth, Zhao stressed that he turned his gun and aimed at the piles of enemies below and fired grenades again.
There was a loud bang. The mercenaries gathered together did not expect that there would be an attack above their heads. They were caught off guard and the grenade exploded directly in the center of them.
The body of the mercenary at the center of the explosion was immediately torn apart by the shock wave and shrapnel, with broken arms and limbs flying everywhere, and the blood was directly dried by the high temperature generated at the moment of the explosion.
Although the mercenary who was a little further away was not killed, he was blown away by the shock wave of the explosion and fell to the ground.
When the gigolo heard the explosion, he immediately looked back and stopped involuntarily.
Zhao Qiang, who was on the watchtower, saw the dancer stop and immediately shouted: "What are you doing standing there, run away!"
The gigolo's features twisted together. In order to save himself, Zhao Qiang exposed his hiding place. There is no way to move the nearly ten-meter-high watchtower!
Seeing that the dancer was still moving, Zhao Qiang roared: "Gigolo, you are so stupid, retreat quickly."
The gigolo gritted his teeth and said, "Hang on, wait until I come back to save you." After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the blasted door.
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Johnson, who was hiding far away from the door, also heard their conversation, and was worried about Zhao Qiang's safety, but his current position was crucial, and even related to whether he could successfully take down the Fire Ant Mercenary Group. He could only resist the urge to rescue Zhao Qiang and continue to lurk in place.
Zhao Qiang, whose position was exposed, no longer had any reservations. He crawled on the watchtower, pointing his gun at the bottom and shooting wildly.
Four or five of the mercenaries who had just survived the explosion were shot and fell to the ground dead.
Empty the magazine, replace it with another, and continue shooting wildly. He was now on the watchtower, without even a place to move and hide. When the mercenaries wake up from the shock of being attacked, they may be in danger, and the only thing they can do is to release all their fighting power.
Seeing more and more enemies rushing over, Zhao Qiang took off all four high-explosive grenades from his body, pulled out the steel pins, and threw them out with a roar.
An explosion sounded immediately, and the mercenaries who had just prepared to attack him were blown away, killing more than a dozen people.
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Qiang took out the flash bomb and the smoke bomb at the same time. He threw the flash bomb first, and then he lay down on the watchtower and covered his eyes.
Just before the flash bomb hit the ground, I felt a tearing pain in my left thigh. I subconsciously reached out and touched it. It was sticky.
"Hit!"
Zhao Qiang gritted his teeth so hard that his gums began to bleed due to excessive force, and a faint smell of blood filled his mouth.
'pong'.