With shouts and footsteps, the short firing sound of the MP5 continued to sound, and the shells fell to the ground and bounced off again. When Wang Ping pushed the car door and ran down, he heard a sharp wail that suddenly sounded behind him, and the gunfire stopped instantly.

Looking under the car, I found a man lying on the ground with his arms crossed, his face full of pain. The palm of the hand, which had been pierced by a rubber bullet, was bleeding outward.

"Good marksmanship!"

A certain badger secretly praised, grabbed the strap of the canvas bag, dragged the snatch box with the other paw, and ran to the depths of the dust.

"Fake, he's over there!"

Hearing the noise caused by a certain badger, the man who was about to pull the injured man to this side shouted loudly, and the others immediately squatted down as soon as they got up, not daring to show their heads, but raised their guns forward through the body.

"My hand, cover me, save me!" the man who fell to the ground cried incessantly.

"Stop yelling, pick up your gun!"

"Smack!" A rubber bullet suddenly hit from the side, and the man who inadvertently dodged because he lowered his head to change the magazine was shocked into a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted.

"On the left, on the left!"

"Fack!"

"Where the hell is he?"

"I can't see him!"

All kinds of chaotic shouts were intertwined, and in the dust on the northeast side, a slender figure was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a pistol equipped with a silencer, aiming at the position of the Humvee.

After about half a minute, the pistol rang softly. The moment the rubber bullet came out of the muzzle, the figure rolled on the ground, got up and ran north. There was another scream in the dust, and less than two seconds after the figure ran away, a bullet hit the position where it had stayed before, and rubble flew away.

There were already two people next to the Humvee. One palm was pierced, and he was leaning against the car door with a pistol in the other hand in a cold sweat. And the other driver, who was originally driving, is now covering his ass and scolding the street. I can see that the position of the wound is a little tricky, and it almost hit the red heart.

"The other party is hiding in the sand and attacking at all, and I can't find his location at all, think of a way!" someone yelled eagerly.

"It's just one person, we're going to hold in four directions, and we're going to shoot when we see someone!" another shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, the man holding a Beretta threw away the magazine on the gun, reached out to touch his waist but felt empty, and hurriedly turned around and opened the door in the back row.

The rear door of the car on the south side was open at this time, but the man didn't care, leaned his whole body in, and was bending down to stretch his hand to the floor in the back row, but he was stunned.

"Shet! Who's the magazine?"

"Isn't the magazine?

"It's in the car! in the rucksack!"

"Fake, our ammunition has been stolen!"

"Walter?"

"Smack!"

There was another soft sound, and the man who was lying in the car door screamed miserably and hurriedly got into the car. The calf, which had been exposed before, was bleeding profusely, and a rubber bullet was embedded in the flesh.

"If this continues, we will have to be annihilated!, or we should retreat first!" someone suggested in a loud voice.

"Retreat, you coward! Just rubber bullets, don't forget how we got in! Retreat now, the boss will definitely send someone to kill us!"

"Get in the car, get in the car, he's only one person, and we'll drive over!"

In the panic, several people opened the nearest car door and got in. The only thing that didn't hang the lottery at the moment was the man who had been sitting in the passenger seat. At this time, I got into the driver's seat and reached out to touch it, but the position where the car key was inserted was empty.

"Where's the car keys?" the man turned, reaching for the driver in the back seat who had been shot in the ass.

"Shet, isn't the key there!" said the driver, kneeling in the back seat, pointing his gun out the window, without looking back.

"Fake! There's no one in the car! Whoever got the keys, hurry up!"

"I didn't take it!"

"Not with me!"

"Oh Shet!"

"Bang!

The crowd shouted and shot outside the car.

"Save some bullets! Our bullets have been stolen!" As soon as the man sitting in the driver's seat finished speaking, a rubber bullet hit the front windshield, and he hurriedly subconsciously lowered his head to dodge.

"Fack!"

The man yelled, slammed the back of the seat, then pulled a dagger from his lap, pried open the instrument cover under the steering wheel, and pulled a bundle of wires to find the ignition wire.

About 40 meters to the northeast of the Humvee, a figure in an earthy yellow training uniform, wearing goggles and a mask, put down the pistol in his hand, pulled out the empty magazine and cursed.

Iru's prompts and Luke's inquiries rang in the headset on one side.

After thinking about it, the figure got up and ran westward, bypassing the Humvee back to the south, running towards the camouflage pit where he was originally hiding, and at the same time holding down the headset and replying: "There are 4 people in total, there are automatic weapons, and the melee firepower is very strong!

A cold voice came out, drowned in the wind. In the open space less than 20 meters away from her, a small figure suddenly froze.

Running briskly back to her hideout, Anna lifted the canvas-covered bunker under the sand and camouflaged it. Inside was a pit where only one person could turn around, and there was a backpack.

Anna reached out and pulled the backpack open, took out less than half a box of rubber bullets left inside, and quickly pressed it into the empty magazine.

Outside the cave, the wind blows the canvas, making a "hulahula" sound, and occasionally the sound of clods of earth rolling over the ground.

I don't know who said what on the radio, Anna frowned and said coldly: "I know! As long as they choose to retreat, I won't chase them!"

The two magazines were full, and after thinking about it, Anna simply picked up the remaining bullets, stuffed them into the side pockets of her pants, turned around and lifted the canvas camouflage, and ran out with her feet on the edge of the crater. However, just as his body was poking out of the hole, the position under his feet suddenly turned upside down.

"Plop!"

A certain badger saw the familiar figure come out of the hiding cave, stepped on the robbery box he secretly placed at the door, and fell to the ground fiercely.

Wang ping:......

"I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"

"What's that?"

Anna sat up from the ground, turned around in surprise, and was suddenly stunned when she saw the long black box at her feet.

Raising her hand to open the box, and seeing the sniper rifle inside, Anna subconsciously pressed the headset and asked, "Sama, have you been here?"

"No, I don't. Sama's voice came from the headset, and it seemed to be accompanied by Iru's shouting, "Visibility is so low, I don't want to go over and eat stray bullets." ”

"Strange..."

Anna muttered, then looked down at her pistol, then at the sniper rifle in the box, decisively pinned the pistol back to her waist, and began to assemble the sniper rifle.

“Good girl ！”

Wang Ping was standing behind the canvas bag he was dragging at this time, hiding less than five meters next to Anna. Because he is too small, he is not afraid of being seen. However, a certain badger forgot his form, squinted his eyes and leaned on the bag in front of him, and pressed the things inside.

"Click!"

There was a metallic clash between the pistol and the magazine.

Anna's hand stopped, then she reached out and pulled out the pistol at her waist, got up and walked over to this side.