This is called thunder.

All the practice of using explosions to play psychological tactics is called thunderbolt.

This is still different from the terrorist attacks that only use suicide bombing vehicles to hit houses and buildings.

At least the space I deliberately gave up before effectively paralyzed these contractors, thinking that what I encountered was similar to the militants I met countless times in the Middle East battlefield. From the beginning to the speed and speed of the back, once my mind was on the highway of inertia, I sometimes couldn't stop.

The European and American contractors who were suddenly shocked by the explosion outside the building were a little stagnant. The call was fruitless and the only thing they saw was the burning car body and the unmanned limbs on it!

The banner of attack that had advanced rapidly just now seemed to be broken suddenly.

The original approach of discussing the plan to impact the wall hole was also a little scared to transform it into a standard process. The two blasting hands followed the structure on the wall, laid plastic explosives into a larger frame, and then everyone hid it, and then started blasting, which was much more dynamic than the top blasting hands that had just happened!

With a bang, almost the entire building was swaying like it was about to collapse. I immediately heard sparse gunshots on the other end, and the contractors immediately became energetic!

It seems that such face-to-face battles are the familiar rhythm they are. In groups of three or five, they immediately used mirrors or turning cameras to observe the corridor scene and confirmed that a wall hole of more than one person was exploded. And the muzzle without black holes was facing each other, so they carefully followed the professional process and threw a shock bomb into the building next door!

After hearing a few screams, the European and American contractors who felt that they had gained something could not hide their excitement. Or they were so angry that they had been suffocated one after another since the helicopter rope was lowered. They could finally start rushing, rushing at their own pace, and quickly throwing out a grenade and charging immediately after the explosion!

There were loud gunshots on the opposite side, but they did not hit the corridor on their side!

The enemy is in chaos!

The level of resistance is too low!

Rush up!

The strong desire to charge and the safety mentality of controlling the situation by the helicopters outside prevented them from paying too much attention to them!

Chen Lei took another rifleman and elusively moved the ceiling from the second floor roof and slipped down silently!

I kept squatting on the entrance of the stairs that I had just checked quickly, and waited until the explosion sounded below, accompanied by the chaotic footsteps and the slogans of GO, GO, and GO, and then silently came back to back!

As the saying goes, "As a skilled person, Buck is not able to do this at least. When two top students who are fully confident in their combat skills are basically behind these contractors when they step down the stairs.

He also assigned his companions to take care of him, and only Chen Lei was holding a rifle and quickly pulled the trigger at his waist!

It was like the kind of metal round target shooting he performed countless times in martial arts competitions, but it was all replaced by a head!

Wearing different clothes and tactical vests is an important feature of armed contractors. There is no unified military uniform, weapons, body armor and various tactical accessories, all of which are purchased by themselves according to personal habits, so the people presented to Chen Lei seem very messy.

Perhaps some of them are wearing FAST helmets, some are baseball caps or velvet caps, but all of this basically does not have bulletproof functions now. Modern special operations helmets basically do not emphasize bulletproof, but more shock-proof and collision-proof and additional functions, such as night vision devices, battery boxes, etc., and the higher-level special forces seem to like to wear lightweight ones. Many of them are exposed to the back of their heads. Faced with the combat habit of basically wearing bulletproof vests, Chen Lei did not hit the torso at all.

The rifle captain who had been tempered for several times finally had Buck's true story of a bit of indifferent, bang bang bang bang bang bang... the bang bang bang bang bang and the slight back seat gun body did not affect his finger movement when pulling the trigger!

He knocked out ten ten-meter targets in one breath, then ten targets at a distance of twenty meters, and then there were thirty meters. Usually, the thirty rounds in the magazine in one breath must be shot exactly thirty targets. In ordinary gunmen, the accuracy and speed that seem to be harsh and unnecessary, Chen Lei has already practiced to the point of calm!

Just like the first time he showed his gun and shot his expert's marksmanship in front of Buck, the European and American contracts in the passage are basically facing his back, and he is as fast as thunder to name one by one!

The group of European and American contractors, whose combat power should have been quite good, never expected that the gunfire and screams on the other side of the hole in front of him were just baits to attract attention!

Even making them become more cautious than the previous one is to make their group more concentrated.

This is the final killing.

As the Golden Eagle who has been influenced by NATO training, Dudeka and others are too familiar with the standardized internal combat process of the European and American military and police!

This is something the other party never expected!

Even though he listened to the rapid and rhythmic gunfire behind him, Chen Lei's companion still did not look back and tightly blocked the back, allowing Chen Lei to concentrate on immersing himself in the familiar target shooting performance!

A few people turned their heads in surprise in the chaotic gunfire and the splashing liquid of their companions falling down!

But that's just a shot in the back of his head and a face!

One by one, one frightened and incredible face broke from the front, and exploded the splashing sticky substance around!

There was even a scream in it!

Let these long-standing contractors scream in despair...

If anyone had such a situation, it would probably have been sweeping wildly with a rifle, and it would inevitably leave a living mouth. It was Chen Lei, who only had those heads in his sight!

Well, a head that is a little bigger than the steel target he is familiar with!

There are only a dozen people, and for him, there is no need for a magazine!

The gunshot suddenly became quiet, and Dudka's hoarse voice in the headphones greeted all the guests: "Okay! You can stop! Stop shooting!"

Chen Lei held a rifle and lowered his head and stepped over the bodies!

The body was twisted everywhere, and the body was inactive!

Several Iraqi contractors and Jin Eagle had carefully probed their heads from the hidden point, confirming that the enemy had been dealt with here, shouted twice, and hurried over and dragged the corpse!

Whether it is the thick tactical vest on the other party, the magazine, the advanced rifle with outstanding results, or the communication system on these people, everyone is urgently needed!

However, Chen Lei did not participate in such a little cheerful material convergence meeting. He turned his hand to let his companions go, but just silently changed himself to a magazine.

At this moment, he was able to gradually understand why Buck was a little different from them.

When you experience several more battles, especially when you face your hands like this, you can see the killings on your faces, you will still be fucked!

There is never justice in war!

As long as you pick up the gun and go to the battlefield, it will be the killing of one group on another, and the annihilation of one country or collective against another group!

As long as a person comes to the battlefield, if he is merciful, he will be the dead soul under someone else's gun!

Those advocacy, publicity, and incitement are all about bringing people to the battlefield to kill another person. Only those who have not experienced such a scene will be excited and excited. But now after killing people, he only has disgust!

Looking at those stubble-faced people, maybe they are other people's fathers, husbands and sons, and have any hatred for killing their fathers with me?

No!

They just followed their orders and tasks. From the moment they got off the helicopter, it was like a boxing match was ringing. However, there was no pause or referee in this boxing ring, only life and death fight!

Either like those Iraqi contractors, they simply don’t think about these ethical and survival issues, or they have to treat all this completely with a professional attitude like Golden Eagle and Buck.

This is a job!

The work of shooting and killing people is without national medals, no flowers and praise, only a battlefield of killing!

When passing a corpse, an Iraqi contractor just pulled off the individual radio station on the tactical vest. A stack of rushing English calls came from the handheld microphone hanging on the shoulder of the corpse: "Squad A2! Please answer! Please answer..."
Chapter completed!