The situation is indeed very critical, and there is a tendency to be in a hurry everywhere.

Chen Lei and the others reacted quite quickly. They immediately chose the building as strong as possible from entering the town. Concrete border port buildings and other first choices, so as helicopters began to bombard with machine guns, they could still call in the radio: "The building is still stable at present... I hope to understand the coordination of enemy infantry!" But in fact, the loud sound of high-explosive shells exploded on the walls of the houses from the headset!

Communication is intermittent.

At this time, the armed helicopters did not only bombard some window holes and earthen houses that might be suspected of exist, but also mainly used a suppression effect, so that the ground armed personnel can smoothly approach the building and enter the search. Once the fire is in front, it will be a headache for Chen Lei and the others.

Only Xiao Zhong could observe the ground militants from their side. The twin gunmen were forced to hide in the town on a motorcycle from the north side. Now most of the enemies are passing through the streets below him in a mess. Maybe they were too busy and didn't have time to search the buildings carefully, but he could only roughly judge that the enemy had at least two or three hundred people: "Don't face the enemy head-on. I heard the sound of them having vehicles and anti-aircraft machine guns..."

Chen Lei calmed down: "We are now separated in several buildings, and we can cross firepower... The key point is the lack of heavy firepower. If there is a fire exchange, try to attack the enemy's heavy firepower!"

The Iraqi contractor led by Abekel is now completely convinced by the Chinese people. He can fight and fight and has a friendship. He has never turned around and ran away under such a difficult situation. He is determined to support him until he saves people, so he obeys the command very much. Wang Wanyu can also take them to find a defensive hidden position.

The first person to exchange fire on the front was of course Buck and the others. The person he shot first was almost one meter away. The hyena was more relaxed and was traveling between the houses while shooting: "If you don't move, just be there... I'll encircle... me! Oh..."

Buck was shocked, and Lao Lei calmly helped him observe: "I fell to the ground after being shot in the leg, but I can still support it!"

Sure enough, the hyena was really like a wild dog that could not be killed. She struggled to get up and pulled her injured leg and shot her. She tried to stay away from Buck, trying to reduce the pressure on Buck.

It was indeed a sudden relaxation. After two rash pretenders rushed out and were killed by Buck, the rhythm of the battle seemed to make Buck feel a little better. He felt that he was hiding under the eaves and no sunlight was exposed. He struggled to stand up. Under Lao Lei's guidance, he retreated and passed through the alley. The scene in front of him suddenly became clear. Behind the building was a clear space, and several parked pickup trucks were piled with corpses!

Blood flowed out of the carriage all over the floor.

Four or five overwhelmed armed men were hiding behind the vehicles and houses, shooting in the direction of the hyenas yelling and shooting, and Buck appeared quietly behind them.

An observer did have a high control over the situation, allowing Buck's rifle to quickly hit the people behind the back: "Hyna! Come here! Let's drive away..." He tried hard to take off several black and white plaid turbans from the corpse.

It seems that there are very few people in the corner of this town, and most of them did attack the east side, leaving behind this part of cleaning up the mess and the body, and was quickly hit. The limping hyena jumped out and cursed constantly. Buck looked through his first aid kit, but there was not much stuff. He could only use a bleeding-stop to wrap his thighs around him.

These pickup trucks are obviously loaded with supplies, without anti-aircraft machine guns or heavy weapons, but the hyena found that one of the cargo compartments was filled with messy guns, many of which were twisted and deformed or damaged. It seemed that the anti-government forces were still relatively home-based. While picking up the bodies, they also brought the weapons of the dead and injured.

When Buck bandaged his wound, the hyena finally found several rocket launchers and a canvas bag of rocket warheads in it: "Come on! Let's kick them well!"

This is the mental state of a veteran. The heavier the pressure, the more tough the steel wire, and it will never allow negative emotions that will die together and cannot survive occupy the mind.

So Buck also twisted his wound bandage with the headscarf he picked up. He felt that his whole body was tense, so he picked a few AK magazines from the cargo compartment and took out two light machine guns that seemed useful before driving. As soon as he turned over the house on the open space and entered the street, the roadside was covered with a row of injuries, various gunshot wounds, explosions, burns, and screams of pain. When he saw the vehicle appear, the volume suddenly increased.

Buck and Hyenas, who were wrapped in black and white plaid turbans on their heads and covered their faces in the field triangular way, turned a blind eye to them, and drove the car calmly in front of these yelling wounded men. Perhaps the slightly more sound one had been attracted to the battle just now, and they were all unmovable here. Lao Lei was really impressed when he heard that these two desperate people went deep into the tiger's den: "Then... I'll move with you too!"

In fact, in the eyes of Buck and Hyena, they are used to fighting with the non-government forces in this way, mixing in, sneak attacks, and destroying them. Now the two are discussing to touch them from behind to get heavy weapons such as anti-aircraft machine guns.

Xiao Zhong's doubt came from the radio: "Boss... you actually touched it? Come in from the west? I'm on the street on the north side! Can you come over to meet me? Opposite a broken presidential large advertising picture!"

Buck asked clearly about the location. As soon as he passed an intersection, he saw a large group of militants standing under a building on the side of the road like watching the fun. He reached out and grabbed the hyena who was about to suddenly raise the bazooka and jump out to launch: "We can't alarm them now... find someone first." He calmly turned the front of the car around and walked towards the north side. Someone from afar saw a loud shout. Buck ignored it and continued to drive. He turned the corner of the intersection and suddenly accelerated to escape. As a result, his luck was really not so good.

The hyena just noticed that the militants behind came running over and showed up at the intersection with guns, and some armed personnel also heard the sound of the intersection in front!

The rocket launcher cannot be fired in the car, and the tail flame behind it can burn these two into black spots. Buck barely stuffed his rifle between the front seats to the hyena. He gritted his teeth and directly blasted the front of the car towards the armed personnel with surprise!

The hyena rushes to pull the AK rifle trigger and directly shatters of the windshield. The cracked patterns make Buck unable to see the enemy's condition, so he can only rush hard!

As a result, it felt like the impact had crushed the enemy, but in order to avoid the militants who were shooting behind, the front of the car suddenly hit the building wall!

The original earthen wall collapsed suddenly, and the hyena screamed and was hit on the windshield by inertia, and cursed: "Judge! You must be jealous of me being handsomer than you... Ouch, my nose!"

Buck, who was also hurt by the steering wheel, didn't talk nonsense to him. He laughed and jumped off the car door that had not been closed. He grabbed the RPD light machine gun in the cargo box, and then lay on the rear wheel under the pickup truck carriage to use the height of the bottom to shoot at the large group of militants chasing here!

On the streets about five or six meters wide, the enemies are basically running densely, so in order not to hurt themselves, except for the few people in the front who kept firing, they basically shouted and waved various weapons behind them.

Now Buck is like cutting a big tree with a chainsaw, mowing the machine gun bullets at a distance of fifty or sixty meters!

The grass of life!
Chapter completed!