In the last line of defense of the Arcanu tribe, the ghosts leaned against a concrete wall, and in front of them were bunkers made of sandbags, in front of which was a street leading to the center of the tribe. You must know that the buildings of the entire tribe are built around the houses of the tribal leaders, and the buildings inhabited by other tribesmen are like a guard guarding around it, and the buildings built in the center are particularly neat, which provides a lot of convenience for the defense of ghosts and others. When setting up the defensive line, the defensive positions selected by the ghosts are also more conducive to defense, and most of these positions are some street entrances leading to the center, dozens of fighters only need to hold a few streets leading to the center, and then occupy the commanding heights above the building in advance to prevent the militants from attacking from the top down, and the rest is to wait for these militants to come to the door.

And at this time, the ghost looked a little embarrassed, but in fact, it was not only the ghost, but the three members of Jiang Chen's group who were defending on the side of the ghost were also very embarrassed, and the desert-colored camouflage uniforms were stained with gravel and dust at this time, and even their hair was covered with a lot of things.

"Phew!"

While grooming his hair and patting the debris on it, Huangfu Feng looked up at a place more than a hundred meters away, and could faintly see a wisp of black smoke rising from there. Of course, they could hear the explosion just now, and not only could they hear it clearly, but they also really felt the power of this explosion.

Even when they were more than a hundred meters away, they could still feel the strong shaking from the ground when they exploded, and even the walls of the building next to them couldn't stop shaking, if they hadn't been reinforced with concrete in advance, it was still unknown whether these houses would have collapsed. Moreover, the violent explosion almost shattered their eardrums, and their heads still felt like they were still buzzing. And although these houses did not collapse, the rocks, dust, and other debris that kept shaking off the roofs really made the ghosts and others enjoy it.

"This power is estimated to allow House to enjoy it!" Jiang Chen, who was holding an assault rifle in his arms, said while patting the dust on his body, without the slightest desire to hide the joy on his face. Although the sound of the explosion really made them embarrassed for a while, Jiang Chen could also imagine how much damage this huge bomb would cause to the militants.

"Be careful, they're coming!" The ghost, who didn't seem to hear Jiang Chen's words, put the assault rifle in his hand on the sandbag, and his face was serious, and he seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart. Maybe he has received special training, and the ghost's hearing is much better than Jiang Chen and the others. And after the huge explosion was over, there was a faint burst of crazy-sounding voices in the ghost's ears, although he couldn't hear what was being said, but the ghost knew that it was House!

As soon as the ghost's words were finished, there was a slight vibration on the ground, and this vibration was not the vibration of the bomb explosion, but the vibration increased with the passage of time, and it sounded like the vibration of thousands of horses galloping. And the faces of the people who heard this voice gradually became serious, of course they knew what this voice was about.

"Ready for battle, they're on the offensive!" said the ghost, pulling the bolt and loading the bullet. Willett let them resist them for fifteen minutes. But let's not talk about how many people had to lose in these fifteen minutes to be able to hold on, and the ghost knew that these fifteen minutes were based on the fact that reinforcements could arrive. In reality, the Spirits had to defend until reinforcements reached the periphery of the Horde, and only then would they be able to retreat!

"Click, click, click......"

With the sound of bolts pulling, the fighters defending more than a dozen defensive points loaded their bullets. With their rifles in their hands, they pointed their guns straight in front of them, and as soon as the ghosts give the order to attack, they will give the bullets from their rifles to the militants as soon as possible!

"Snipers pay attention to safety, give priority to attacking their commanders and heavy firefighters!" The ghost who pressed the headset gave orders in an orderly manner, and on the eve of the start of the battle, every order he arranged could be related to the lives of his own teammates! And he must use his brain to rationally allocate all available manpower and resources, and burst out the combat power in his hands to one hundred and twenty percent power!

"Understood!"

As soon as the ghost's words fell, the voices of the Sandman and others came from the headset, and those specially selected team members with outstanding marksmanship were all arranged to the commanding heights of the roof with sniper rifles or light machine guns, providing some fire support for the team members below! At this time, the joint command had already entered the communication channel of the ghost team, and every move they made was presented in front of them Willett and the others!

"Ghosts, these militants have gone crazy, they really can't resist it, don't force it. We'll have another way to kill them then!" Willett, who was standing in front of the big screen, couldn't help but say, through the observation of the drone in the sky, Willett could see the every move of those militants clearly, and although he couldn't hear what House said, but looking at their excited looks, Willett could guess what House said. And seeing the frantic charging of these militants, Willett also sweated for the ghosts and others in his heart.

Once the ghost does not hold on for enough time, it will make House detect the catty in advance and react immediately. At that time, when the troops were not fully in place, although it was more difficult to encircle and suppress these militants than now, Willett, who had the strength of the armies of the two countries, could mobilize heavy artillery to blow up the Arcanu tribe into ruins, and although some militants would escape, Willett would rather let these militants run away and spend some energy to exterminate them. I don't want to let any member of the Ghost Squad get hurt in the slightest!

"I understand!" said the nodding ghost, not knowing if he had listened. But the strong fighting intent that has always existed in the eyes of the ghost has increased unabated.

At this time, the frenzied militants finally appeared in front of the fighters at each defense point, and the fighters at each defense point basically had to face more than 100 militants, and the fighters defending this defense point were often only five or six people, and most of them still did not have enough ammunition! The ratio of nearly 20 to 1 was enough to show that this battle was bound to be a vicious battle!

"Bang!"

The moment the militants appeared on the eyepiece of the Sandman's sniper rifle, the Sandman pulled the trigger without hesitation. It's not that the Sandman doesn't want to let these militants get closer, but once these militants get closer, there will be a lot of pressure on the combatants in charge of defending the defensive points! Considering the shortage of manpower, the Sandman is not only responsible for the task of one defense point, but he must take care of several defense points and provide them with support as much as possible!

"Poof!"

In the middle of the militants, a militant with an automatic rifle in his hand burst into the chest* with a large hole, and the bullet went straight into his chest, and after burrowing into their body, the irregular movement of the bullet like a meat grinder minced all the internal organs in his body, and then it ran through his back, and the bullet, which still had strong kinetic energy, once again penetrated another militant behind the militant. The two militants, who had almost ended up in the same fate, ran forward a few steps by inertia before falling to the ground, and on their way, they were sprinkled with pieces of internal organs that had fallen from the wounds!

The sudden sound of gunfire suddenly woke up all the militants in this direction, and in the final analysis, these militants were people who could not even compare with the troops of third-rate countries. At the moment when the gunshots rang out, many militants subconsciously lay on the ground, and compared with the attack of the automatic rifle, the power caused by the large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle in the hand of the Sandman when firing was more visually impactful! Several militants who were close to were also splashed with internal organs and minced flesh, and the militants who saw this scene still had the crazy appearance just now, and their original nature was completely exposed. And the pace of the forward offensive of these militants has also rapidly slowed down.

"Poof!"

There were several militants in command in each direction of the attack, and after the pace of the attack slowed down, one of the militants in charge of the command had just raised his weapon when the Sandman shot a bullet into his head. The thick bullet directly shattered his entire head, and blood suddenly gushed out of the wound like a fountain!

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The fighters at this defensive point saw this scene and launched a decisive attack. After so much fighting, these fighters from the Arcanu tribe have acquired a lot of knowledge about combat, and these things are enough to benefit them for the rest of their lives.

The militants who did not react at all were suddenly knocked down a dozen, and the militants in a panic fell to the ground and began to fight back with weapons. But the muzzles of the guns didn't know how much of a threat the bullets they fired at them could pose to the combatants.

And compared to these militants, the quality of the fighters in charge of defense is undoubtedly much better, and with the cooperation of the power of the Sandman. After losing twenty or thirty militants, the originally tilted scales finally began to tilt in their favor! Several bold militants even tried to rush to the defense line dozens of meters away from them with their own strength, but these people were all smashed to pieces one by one by the Sandman. And at this time, the feet of these militants were covered with blood and disgusting pieces of minced flesh and internal organs, and these militants finally lost their pride and ambition just now, and began to consolidate their current position, and the defending combatants were fired, more than 100 militants were stubbornly blocked by five or six combatants, and this has to be said that the strength of these militants is poor!

At the same time, it also indicates that this defensive point will be difficult to occupy without further reinforcements from the militants! This also relieves a little pressure on the Sandman who is in charge of multiple positions.