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Chapter 609 Storm Rapid Fire

In the mountains and forests, dense rebels were hiding inside, and with the help of big trees and rocks, they effectively blocked the scarecrows' breakout attack.

It is firmly occupying the favorable terrain, and it is harder to break out from this terrain than climbing to the sky. There are bunkers everywhere, people everywhere, and firepower points everywhere.

"Da da da da da da da..."

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

“…”

The intensive shooting immediately knocked the scarecrow back to the valley, and lay there and couldn't even lift his head.

"Puff puff puff..."

The warheads hit the ground at the top of the valley and flew over them. The originally flat stones were bumped into potholes and dust, forming a misty scene.

The breakout in the south was frustrated, and the breakout led by Xing Zhengrong in the north was also frustrated. There were too many people, so they could not break out at all, let alone cut into each other.

The Nigerian rebels occupied the best terrain and had the best bunker. They just needed to shoot with guns and form a dense firepower net to completely hinder the attack of the red soldiers.

"Cover me!" The scarecrow stared at her eyes, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Just let me enter the forest in front, as long as I can let me go fifty meters!"

They were only fifty meters away from the mountains to the south, and at this fifty meters there were bare everywhere, with no trees and no rocks to hide.

In other words, no matter how they rush out, they will completely expose themselves to the enemy's gun at a distance of fifty meters and bear the most direct blow.

"Chir...chur..."

Several shells attacked again and landed in this small valley, continuing to bomb the red soldiers.

"avoid!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Sudden explosions sounded, and countless shrapnel flew across the mountain for a while, and the entire valley was shrouded in violent shock waves and heat.

"Firepower cover!" Xiao Yuanchao issued an order.

Nearly ten ferocious soldiers shook the dust on their bodies, endured the suffocation caused by the heat wave, and lie on the top of the valley in a row with rifles, while pulling the trigger to the Nigerian militants in the forest south.

"Da da da da da da da..."

"Dadada..."

“…”

The machine gun and rifle fire were fully opened, and they didn't care about the consumption of ammunition at all. They instantly formed a fire network and collided wildly with the firepower of the Nigerian rebels.

"Ba!Ba!..."

"Crazy la la la la la la la..."

“…”

When the firepower net of the red soldiers rolled to the south, they immediately suppressed the opponent's fierce attack for a short time.

Everyone is a sharpshooter who shoots every shot. Whether the bullets they shoot are continuous or long, they have clear targets, and are far from comparable to the Nigerian rebels.

After all, the individual quality of the Nigerian rebels is much worse than that of theirs. Even if they pull over Nigeria's most elite special forces, there is still a big gap with the red soldiers.

Their shooting did not have much accuracy, in order to use strong firepower to suppress the red soldiers, completely block the red soldiers in the valley, and then use cannons to smash them to pieces.

When the red soldiers began to break through, they were immediately hit with precision.

"puff!"

The body of a Nigerian rebel hiding behind the rock flew backwards, and two warheads hit him. One penetrated his mouth and the other shot into his brain, lying on his back under the powerful invasion of the warhead.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

The Nigerian rebels were constantly shot and killed, with almost no casualties. Because the instinct of the red soldiers shooting was to take the other party's life with just one shot!

After this precise strike, the firepower of the Nigerian rebels was suppressed. The soldiers in the forefront immediately chose to hide behind the rocks and behind the big trees, avoiding the most fierce attacks of the red soldiers.

"Bang!"

The scarecrow threw the rifle in his hand to the ground, and quickly took out a pistol from his comrades beside him and put it in a tactical vest.

One, two, three, four, five, and six! Plus your own two pistols, there are a total of eight.

"call!"

The scarecrow rushed away with a bang and rushed forward with the fastest speed. During the impact, warheads were flying everywhere, and Nigerian rebels were roaring everywhere.

"Dadada..."

A shuttle of bullets flew from the east of the forest, and then countless warheads flew from the west of the forest.

The Nigerian rebels were surrounded from all directions. When they found that the red soldiers were about to break through, they immediately concentrated their firepower to stop them.

"roar!!!"

The scarecrow burst out with a violent roar, the faster the speed, so fast that it almost made people illusions. It seemed that it was not a scarecrow, but a scarecrow after another running wildly on the battlefield.

The speed is too fast, this is the specialty of the scarecrow. He has absolute speed and the speed of charging on the battlefield. And this speed is crazy and domineering, he goes forward without any retreat!

Fifty meters away, he jumped over immediately at the absolute speed of the scarecrow. When he stepped into the forest in the south with one foot, his pistols were already raised.

"Smack it..."

A sudden rapid fire sounded, followed by a scream from the Nigerian rebels.

Rapid fire, unparalleled rapid fire with a pistol!

The scarecrow's body was churning and jumping, constantly changing its position with the help of the terrain, carrying out a storm-like rapid shooting that even Xiao Yuanchao could not achieve.

"call!"

The scarecrow turned over from the rock and entered the south forest. At the moment of turning over and entering, two photobullet pistols slid downwards. At the same time, he took out two more pistols with both hands.

The moment he landed, his body rotated wildly, his arms were completely opened, and he suddenly pulled the trigger continuously.

"Baobabababababa..."

The dense sound of pistols sounded again, and more than a dozen Nigerian rebel soldiers around him fell down again.

Suddenly, seven or eight muzzles were pointed at the scarecrow and fired.

The moment he was locked by the rifle, the scarecrow ran fiercely towards a big tree, kicking the trunk hard and sending his body upwards.

When the power of the trunk of the tree brought his body to the top, he suddenly shook his waist and flew into the air, hooking a piece of thick branches with his feet.

"Dadada..."

The gunshot sounded, and the bullet that symbolized death rubbed across the scarecrow's body.

A frightening scene appeared: the scarecrow shook his body upwards again as he hooked the branches, and threw himself onto the big tree.
Chapter completed!
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