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Eckerke jumped out of the collapsed wooden house, jumped into the nearby fortifications and lay there dead, the warhead whizzing around with fiery airflow above his head.
The members of the 'dark' organization were pinned down so hard that they couldn't lift their heads, so they could only fight back weakly.
Just as Eckerke raised his head, a stray bullet whizzed by his ear, which made him lie down in a hurry, howling and shouting: "The rocket bomb will blow up the heavy machine gun for me."
A black man just stood up carrying a rocket launcher, when his head suddenly fell back, a deep bullet hole appeared on his forehead, and blood droplets flew in the air.
"Damn sniper." Ekirk cursed fiercely.
A big white man next to him lay there, picked up the bazooka and pulled the trigger.
Hong Tian was lying on his back behind a boulder, the Gatling six-barreled heavy machine gun resting on the boulder, his fingers tightly holding the trigger. Flames spewed from the muzzle of the gun, and a fire dragon with a thick bowl mouth extended a hundred meters away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dirt and gravel mixed with warheads flew around.
At this moment, there was a sharp howling sound in the sky, and Hong Tian raised his head and roared, "Damn your sister." He threw the machine gun out with both hands, and then ran away.
The rocket pierced the night sky with an extremely bright light, and fell hard on the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground shook for a while, and the powerful explosive airflow spread to the surroundings in a circular shape. With a roar, Hong Tian threw his feet forward with all his strength, lying on the ground with his head in his hands.
A scorching air wave swept over the body, followed by a sharp pain in the back.
Yang Luo's eyes were blood red, and he hissed, "Hong Tian! Are you fucking dead?"
Hong Tian shook his head, laughed loudly and hissed, "I'm not dead! It's really fucking fate."
"'Fuck'!" Yang Luo cursed, stood up and ran all the way, found the Gatling six-barreled heavy machine gun, checked it, "It's really fucking strong." After speaking, he hugged it and squeezed the trigger hard.
"Da da! Da da!!!!"
"Crazy, Long Xin rushed over with me, and pressed them there. Xu Hang, Liu Yanpeng, and Sun Manjiang, pay attention to their heavy firepower, as long as they show their heads, I will knock him out."
"receive!"
"receive!"
"receive!"
Madman and Long Xin stood up in the bunker, holding heavy machine guns to protect Yang Luo's left and right wings, and frantically fired at the members of the 'dark' organization lying in the fortification. Puffs of smoke rose from the huge rocks and soil used as a shelter, and gravel splashed.
"Where are our snipers? Hurry up and kill them." Eckerke shouted.
A brother lying next to him shouted: "Captain! We were attacked by surprise, and many brothers did not take out their weapons."
"Shit!" Eckerke cursed fiercely, "The rocket bombs will blow them up."
The white man said in a trembling voice: "Captain! There are no more shells." After speaking, he poked his gun out and shot randomly, maybe he was lucky and could kill an unlucky one.
Ekirk felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Their heavy machine guns were all on the watchtower. In the face of such powerful firepower, as long as you go out, you will be beaten into a sieve, and it is impossible to climb up the watchtower.
"Pfft!" A bullet penetrated Yang Luo's shoulder and splashed a flower of blood, and the corner of Yang Luo's mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile. Laughing wildly while running: "Damn it! Ekirk, get out of here, you trash."
"Crack! Crack!!!"
The corpses of the enemy are covered under the feet, and the land combat boots make a crackling sound when they step on the blood-stained ground. Every time he took a step, blood would spurt out from the wound on Yang Luo's shoulder.
Eckerke shouted: "Ovid, go and start the helicopter." Ovid ran down the ditch of the fortification to the helicopter.
Yang Luo suddenly stopped running, "Cover me!"
Immediately after turning the muzzle, the Battling six-barreled heavy machine gun is not as powerful as the eight-barrel rotating heavy machine gun known as the "Metal Storm", but it is definitely a myth on the battlefield.
Dense warheads rolled away wildly. Just as Ovid started the helicopter, he heard the 'bang bang' sound from the warheads violently hitting the fuselage, and the glass on the plane shattered.
"Puff! Puff!!!"
The terrible sound of the bullet penetrating into the body made Ovid smell the smell of death, and kicked open the plane door on the other side, just about to jump down. I felt the fuselage shake suddenly, followed by a loud bang, and flames shot into the sky. A terrifying energy shattered the fuselage.Crushed, his whole body was suddenly thrown into the air, and the blast air flowed past him. His body was like a crushed balloon, which was engulfed by the sweeping flames in an instant when it exploded suddenly.
Eckerke looked at the exploding helicopter, and saw that his brother suffered heavy casualties. There were more than 20 people left in less than half an hour. Gritting his teeth, he picked up the mp5 that someone dropped beside him and shouted, "Retreat to the jungle."
Zhou Xin held a semi-brake rifle, his face flushed with excitement. This was her first time participating in actual combat, but she lay there without firing a single shot.
When she saw that Yang Luo was injured, her heart twitched. At this time, a head poked out of the cover, as if to avenge Yang Luo and pulled the trigger fiercely. Through the night vision goggles, she clearly saw the person's head splash with light green liquid, and then he fell headfirst.
Since the first shot was fired, the second shot would be fired. After this battle, she killed seven of them. Standing up with a sweet smile on his muddy face, it turns out that killing people is nothing, it's as simple as that.
A dozen or so people came out of the bunker and quickly approached Yang Luo.
Yang Luo stood on a corpse and said coldly: "See if there is Ekirk."
"yes!"
A dozen or so people dispersed to search carefully. Zhou Xin walked up to Yang Luo and saw that his shirt was stained red, "Head! You are injured."
Yang Luo smiled: "This injury is nothing."
Del came over and found a scalpel and anti-inflammatory medicine in a military backpack he was carrying.
Yang Luo looked at Del and said, "Dell! You have quite a lot of things."
Del took the scalpel and poked into the wound on Yang Luo's shoulder, "I'm not like you perverts, who survived without treatment. I need to bring something to save my life."
Zhou Xin grinned and watched as Del's scalpel stabbed randomly in Yang Luo's wound, but Yang Luo still had a smile on his face, without any change.
"Pfft!"
Del pressed down on the finger holding the scalpel, and a bloody bullet jumped out of the wound and fell to the ground.
"Fortunately, no bones were injured." After speaking, he sprinkled anti-inflammatory medicine on the wound, then found medical gauze to wrap it up and cursed: "You fucking pervert, don't you feel pain?"
Yang Luo pouted and said, "Does it hurt so much that you have to yell?"
? Just after finishing speaking, Zhou Xin also muttered: "Pervert!"