"There are four haystacks in the third row of the warehouse crossing. When you go in, blow up the tunnel entrance." Hou Dasheng held his head high and smiled miserably. "I hope you all get out alive."
Hou Dasheng didn’t include himself in this decision now. Obviously, it is impossible to evacuate with the wounded now. The wounded will stay for the final round and let others evacuate.
This is the most correct way, but it is cruel and difficult to choose. Hou Dasheng still made this choice. No one here knows how to deal with such a scene better than Hou Dasheng.
"Brother, we’ll all stay, and no one will leave." There was a rush in the earphone. "We’ll stay."
"Idiots will die if they stay. Are you idiots? How many can you leave now? Only when you leave will you have a chance to dry all these chop suey." Hou Dasheng grabbed the headphones and growled with red eyes. "Get out of the wounded and cover them with me."
Hou Dacheng picked himself out and didn’t enter the evacuation ranks. What can others say? But in the smoke and fire, several figures suddenly jumped out and stopped those approaching blades.
Hou Dacheng pulled the tab and threw it out directly. "Come on, we won’t last long. Don’t let us die in vain."
"Withdraw" a heartbreaking sound sounded in the earphone, and three figures snake forward and rushed into the warehouse. Hou Dacheng grinned, "Grandsons come to your grandfather and your grandfather’s carving is already hungry."
Hou Dacheng stuffed a Grenade into his waist, which was because his uncle taught him the last Grenade and left it to himself, preferring to die rather than be a prisoner.
Yes, that is to say, in the glorious play, Hou Dasheng has taken out the heavy tactical equipment except the ceramic baffle, and removed these equipment. Hou Dasheng feels much more relaxed.
There are dozens of pounds less flexibility, but now a stray bullet can kill Hou Dasheng. The calf wound looks heavy, but it actually doesn’t affect the action after the skin is scraped to stop bleeding.
The more troublesome thing is that Hou Dasheng felt that he should have a bone fracture because of the shot in the waist and ribs, but I don’t know if it is broken now.
Without dozens of pounds of equipment, Hou Dasheng crawled forward flexibly and climbed to the vicinity of the warehouse. "Guys are about to hang up. Do you have anything to say?"
There was silence in the earphone, and Hou Dasheng didn’t continue to say anything. He grinned and fled to the warehouse. At this time, there was a "bang" explosion in the warehouse
Then Hou Dasheng heard someone roaring in the opposite blade, "Falk rushed."
Grinning, Hou Dasheng knew they couldn’t hold it any longer. Now they probably guessed that there was an explosion outside the warehouse. It is suspected that the exit was blown up. Now they are eager to rush in and check the situation.
"Bang, bang, bang" However, will Hou Dacheng let them get what they want? Obviously, this is impossible. Then when the three assault teams rushed to the instant, Hou Dacheng suddenly jumped out like a cheetah and shot like a snake according to a gun.
Every time a shot is fired, an exposed figure is directly knocked down. Hou Dacheng is above his level at this time. At that moment, his mind has turned white. The only guide for him is intuition.
His mind is no longer full of thoughts, life and death, fear and self-concept. At this moment, all his energy knocks down all the targets he sees in one thing.
And his body seems to have temporarily got rid of the pain. At that moment, he made a move to evade the opponent’s counterattack than the standard tactics. He was faster than he usually was.
"Bang, bang, bang," the gun sounded, but three seconds face to face, about ten meters away from the blade, and four people directly lay down. Three assault teams actually had no choice but to take Hou Dacheng at the moment.
And the sniper’s two shots actually fell strangely
"Falk, kill that bastard, kill him. What are you doing? Is the sniper playing in the playground?" The shell watched Hou Dasheng jump forward like an elf through a telescope.
One of our own people keeps evading and being knocked down by instant shells. I feel as if I have seen ghost shells. Even he is a master himself, but to do this, it is not the word master that can explain it.
Physical condition should be good enough, tactical penetration into the bone marrow, marksmanship should be good, mobile shooting should be accurate, and it also requires strong judgment and perception, and more importantly, luck.
"Chug Chug" in the shell forced three angry commandos to suddenly blunt come over Hou Dacheng according to the gun to prepare the fire at this time the two concealed wounded guns.
Hou Dacheng’s life-and-death charge created an excellent opportunity for them. They shifted their shooting position. At this moment, they strengthened Hou Dacheng’s firepower with their guns. Several blades that were just about to get up were directly pressed by this firepower.
While Hou Dacheng is through their cover suddenly jumped to the nearest crater, knocked out a magazine, changed the last magazine for himself, touched the waist grenade and smiled.
"Bang" a sniper rifle, an exposed wounded person was directly blasted off by the sniper rifle, and the spinning bullet shot through his brow bone and stirred his brain into a paste on his skull.
Then "pa" a fist-sized blood hole was knocked out directly from the back of his head, and the smashed gray brain and scarlet blood immediately splashed out.
The last wounded man of "Dadada" was also shot by three assault teams because of his exposed position. Although he was wearing a ceramic bulletproof plate, he was still screened.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-six Jackal
Behind the hillside, Hou Dacheng slowly pulled out a pack of camel smoke impregnated with scarlet blood from his tactical equipment and pulled out a squint to "ding" his lucky lighter.
"Snosh" took a deep breath. Hou Dacheng narrowed his eyes. The camel was a little choking, but Hou Dacheng didn’t know when he loved this kind of smoke. It was rich and spicy in his throat.
He took a few mouthfuls and put out his cigarette on the ground. He knew that the other side was coming around and he was going to die.
Is it worthwhile for a woman who has not been slapped by herself to die? Hou Dasheng never thought that he simply recognized that he wanted to do it, just as he felt that he wanted to eat and drink water.
If you think you want to do it, you have to die. You have to choose your own things and you won’t regret it. Others may have other ideas, but Hou Dasheng thinks so himself.
"Bang" without looking at Hou Dacheng, raising his hand directly at the faint "rustling" sound position is a shot without showing his head, just an old fashioned gun.
As the gun rang, his head, left and right sides of his body were suddenly "spluttered" by a whirling bomb, and the dust was flying. Hou Dacheng hey hey smiled and seemed to have hit the other person.
But at the same time, Hou Dacheng is also annoyed at how his marksmanship has improved greatly at this time. Unfortunately, he seems to have to hang up here. Hou Dacheng has no regrets, but he has some regrets. Maybe he can let a few people get out alive if he is more capable.
At this time, a sharp scream rang through the night, and then a sniper rifle sounded in the distance.
Seeing that in the night, two bushes were covered with auspicious figures and directly fried a mass of blood, and then those people surrounded by Hou Dacheng were constantly overturned by the explosion air billow in the dodge.
The flying fragments will leave some unlucky people with their heads full of blood, and they will be directly hit by the explosive fragments. The flying fragments will directly smash their brains and bloody blood all over the floor.
In the distance, the shells in the bushes watched in horror as their elite families were miserable and torn apart by the explosion, while the two remaining snipers were directly blasted.
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Reading in sections 115
"Listen to the guns and shells, screaming in the intercom," Retreat, retreat, get out of here, and evacuate all the troops. "
"Boom" There was a loud noise, and the signal shielding car suddenly blew up. The broken car shell was directly blown up. There was no scream, no whining, and the smashed car parts were smashed into pieces of broken bodies.
The judgment of the shell was correct. Just as he gave the evacuation order, his head was smashed like a rotten watermelon by an oil hammer.
A 145-caliber bullet directly smashed his head in an instant, and the spattered blood and gray brains were scattered all over the floor. The body that lost its head kept twitching and spattered blood "burst" and fell to the ground
Several figures suddenly jumped out after the explosion, only to see that these five figures were like ghosts marching from a snake and shooting "chug chug" according to a gun.
Those blades that were overturned by air billow in the explosion were about to turn over and fight back at the first moment, but before they could fight back, they were directly bombarded by rain.
"Dadada" a crisp light machine gun roared with a sense of rhythm, and some of the blades who wanted to look up were immediately crushed. Several blades that had just looked up were directly torn up by the spinning bombs.
The blades want to be removed now, but they don’t have the chance to splash water on them now, so they can’t lift their heads. Some people will be directly killed if they show a little flaw.
"Bang" a shot was hidden behind the soil slope, and a blade was directly torn apart by a 145 caliber bullet. Although he was wearing a bulletproof vest, he looked so fragile on the surface of the 145 anti-equipment gun.
Now the blades are in a dead end, and many times the fighting is so strange. Just now, the blade drove Hou Dasheng and them into a dead end, but it was only a moment, but the blade was in a dead end.
"Ding" crisp Grenade pull ring was covered in the gun, and then seven grenades were thrown out and hit directly in the middle, but I heard a "boom" explosion and the remaining blades were tragically hit again.
Only to see them being hit by an explosion, air billow, flying or flying, and then at the moment of explosion, the figures rushed directly to them, and the guns in their hands kept pouring and playing, and the blades were just cleaned up after several breaths.
"Chug Chug Bang Bang" After a gunshot, the mutilated corpses were beaten everywhere. The figures didn’t stop there, but grabbed automatic rifles to mend the guns for the living.
Hou Dacheng gasped at those approaching his figure and said with a wry smile, "Boss, it’s really timely for you to come."
"Nonsense, you’re a little late, and now you’ve been screened." Smoke, fire and moonlight, a Han lifted his head cover but saw that this Han was a jackal and a giant wolf.