Soon, after Jiang Chen fired, almost in the blink of an eye, these bullets successfully pounced on a militant driving a motorcycle, although some of the bullets did not hit the other party, but a few hits were enough to take the life of the militant.

One of the bullets hit the militant's helmet, which was able to withstand the impact of the helmet, but could not stop the high-speed movement of the bullet.

What's more, after the bullet passed through the helmet, the bullet became irregularly moving, and after drilling into the militant's head, the militant's head exploded like a ripe watermelon, and the entire inside of the helmet became extremely bloody.

As the militant was killed, the high-speed motorcycle suddenly lost control and fell headlong to the ground after a period of staggering forward.

"Bang!"

On the other side, at the moment when Jiang Chen fired, there was no need for Jiang Chen's reminder, Shang Jie, who had already been prepared, also pulled the trigger as soon as possible.

Unlike Jiang Chen, Shang Jie, who used a sniper rifle and whose own level and weapon shooting accuracy were above Jiang Chen, only fired one shot.

And the next moment when the first militant was hit, just in the blink of an eye, another militant on a motorcycle was hit.

Compared to the bullet of the assault rifle, the bullet fired by the sniper rifle carries more kinetic energy, and after the bullet hit the militant in the head, the militant's body flew directly upside down and then fell to the ground.

Under such circumstances, even if Shang Jie's bullet failed to kill the militant, he would not have had a chance to survive after falling from a high-speed motorcycle.

Of course, the actions of Jiang Chen and Shang Jie were nothing compared to Sima Ting, and Sima Ting, who controlled the heavy machine gun, pulled the trigger at the first time with a somewhat hideous face after Jiang Chen fired.

"Knock knock knock...."

In the dark night, with the sound of a bright light, the 12.7 mm caliber heavy machine gun, when firing continuously, the muzzle of the gun lit up with fireworks, almost illuminating a large area of the surrounding space, and even illuminating Sima Ting's slightly hideous face.

Just when Jiang Chen and Shang Jie, who were on both sides of the pickup truck, could clearly hear the heavy machine guns firing, the deafening gunfire completely covered up the gunfire of the two when they were shooting.

Jiang Chen and Shang Jie, who couldn't even hear their own gunshots, faced the deafening gunshots, and the two of them who couldn't bear it couldn't bear it, and their shooting movements also involuntarily slowed down.

Of course, when the heavy machine gun fired, it was definitely not thunder and rain, because it could be clearly seen that not long after Sima Ting pulled the trigger of the heavy machine gun, two hundred meters away, the first off-road vehicle at the head was engulfed in flames after a series of sparks lit up one after another.

In the face of heavy machine guns that even armored vehicles can handle, these unmodified off-road vehicles are like chopsticks poking tofu.

As for the militants sitting in the car, when the first few bullets hit, several of them were already in the car and were beaten to minced meat. And now, in the face of the flames that engulf the whole car, these minced meats are about to turn into roasted meat.

Without any warning, the convoy of militants who were moving forward faced the convoy that was getting closer and closer to them, and they did not expect to be attacked, and the speed of pursuit

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, and stopped all at once.

The attack of Jiang Chen and the three of them, like a big hand, immediately restrained the retreat of the group of pursuing militants, and also successfully temporarily blocked them more than two hundred meters away.

And the original Sima Ting, in the face of the pursuing convoy, could only see the first few cars, but after being attacked, in the face of the chaotic convoy, almost all the big guys were shown in front of Sima Ting.

Faced with this situation, of course, Sima Ting did not have any mercy, and after blowing up the first off-road vehicle, he quickly turned his gun and used a series of bullets to turn the second off-road vehicle into a fireball.

As for the people in the off-road vehicles, although these militants reacted in a timely manner, only half of them managed to escape in the end.

When the second off-road vehicle was blown up, and two flames had risen two hundred meters away, the remaining militants finally reacted, and they jumped out of the car, and did not launch a counterattack at the first time, but subconsciously lay on the ground to dodge large-caliber bullets.

Yes, in the face of a heavy machine gun with a caliber of 12.7 mm, even if a grizzly bear stays there, after being attacked, the grizzly bear will subconsciously hide.

During this process, Sima Ting, who knew that the heavy machine gun could not be used for too long, never let go of the trigger.

In the deafening sound of gunfire, thick bullet casings, with countless broken chains, flew out of the shell of the heavy machine gun. One part fell directly on the outside of the buggy, and the other part fell into the body, making a crisp sound.

Two hundred meters away, there is an extremely tragic Shura hell, although this group of militants who have experienced a lot of war reacts quickly, but in the face of heavy machine guns, there is still no power to parry.

In less than a minute, three off-road vehicles and pickup trucks were smashed into fireballs, and some of the occupants escaped and some remained in them entirely.

As for the remaining militants, although Sima Ting's muzzle was aimed at the vehicle, there were still a lot of bullets and were rewarded to them.

A 12.7 mm bullet, if it hits a person's body, the lucky ones will leave a bowl-sized hole, and the unlucky ones will be directly cut in two.

Of course, whether it is the former or the latter, as long as you are hit, unless it is God who comes, there is no chance of survival at all.

One of the militants, when he jumped from the body of the pickup truck, hit him directly with two bullets before he could hit the ground.

Eventually, by the time the militant hit the ground, all that was left was two thighs joined together, and a dead, terrified head.

As for his chest, it was scattered on the ground of dozens of square meters around him, and if he wanted to collect them together, he probably had to borrow that special tool.

Of course, these militants were definitely not muddy, and only a little more than a minute had passed, and the militants at the back of the convoy, that is, the safest, faced this situation, and as Jiang Chen expected, they shot one flare after another into the sky.

As the flares rose into the sky like fireworks, within a radius of several hundred meters, it was as if it were day. And these militants finally saw the pickup truck more than 200 meters away, especially the heavy machine gun that had brought them a huge deterrent just now.

At the moment when the flare is raised, no matter what

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Lying on the ground, the militants who were still hiding behind, after seeing the pickup truck clearly, without any hesitation, raised their weapons and pulled the trigger on the pickup truck.

"Da Da Da...."

"Da Da Da..."

"Dadada....."

As the fierce gunfire rang out, these militants, who were also holding their breath, frantically poured fire on the lonely pickup truck more than two hundred meters away.

As for Jiang Chen and the three of them, the moment they saw the flare rise, the three of them without any hesitation quickly took all their weapons and ran towards the depression.

Because when the flare is raised, the range of flare illumination is constantly expanding as the height increases.

Therefore, when it was discovered that the range of the flare was about to spread to this side, in order to avoid being discovered by the militants, Jiang Chen, who acted quickly, quickly lay on the ground.

In this short period of time, Jiang Chen and the three of them had already run a distance of thirty or forty meters, which could be regarded as successfully escaping from the danger area.

Jiang Chen and the three of them, who were lying on the ground just now, also heard a fierce gunshot, as well as the crisp collision sound of countless bullets hitting the pickup truck.

At this time, the flare had already illuminated the situation within a radius of four or five hundred meters, and the three Jiang Chen lying there looked like small mounds of earth and stones from a distance.

Moreover, at this time, almost all the militants paid attention to the pickup truck, and as for the three "small mounds" thirty or forty meters away from it, they did not attract the attention of these militants.

However, Jiang Chen and the three of them, who knew that they were under the noses of these militants, and that if they moved, they might be discovered, they did not dare to move.

At this time, the three of them also heard a familiar sound, that is, the sound of heavy machine gun fire. Although Sima Ting spent just over a minute firing the heavy machine gun bullets on all the vehicles as much as possible.

But except for a few vehicles that were fireballed, the remaining vehicles did not explode, especially the pickup trucks, the heavy machine guns, which were not destroyed.

Therefore, not long after the gunfire of the militants, the only two heavy machine guns left by the militants began to show their might.

In just a few seconds, the pickup truck that Jiang Chen and the three of them were originally riding in turned into a huge fireball in an explosion, and Jiang Chen and the three of them, who were lying on their stomachs thirty or forty meters away, could even feel the heat wave that spread out when the pickup truck exploded.

But fortunately, although the blazing pickup truck illuminated the surrounding places within more than ten or twenty meters, it did not affect Jiang Chen and the others.

This also means that after the time of the flare has passed, when the sky becomes dark again, the militants more than 200 meters away will not be able to find Jiang Chen and the others.

Of course, the duration of a flare is a full twenty or thirty seconds, although Jiang Chen and the three of them are a full thirty or forty meters away from the pickup truck, and almost all the militants pay attention to the pickup truck, and the muzzles of the guns are also facing that side, but this does not mean that the three Jiang Chen are safe now.

In addition to being motionless and unable to be detected by the militants, Jiang Chen and the three of them lying on the ground could clearly feel that with the fierce gunfire, a lot of bullets flew over them from time to time.

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