Yang Guotao held the NATO89 assault rifle tightly, with two 60-round magazines pinned to his waist, and 29 rounds left in the upper one. At full capacity, less than 150 rounds of ammunition were rounded.

It only takes a few long bursts to run out of bullets. Removing the handle of the folding gun, Yang Guotao quickly hid himself in the corner of the aisle of the hatch, set up a bipod, and set the gun to a state of continuous point fire.

He secretly determined that he must do a good job in the first batch of blocking forces, even if he hangs up himself, he must reduce the burden of confrontation for Tang Kui, so as to strive for the arrival of rescue. After all, that kid hasn't experienced any big battles, and besides, Xiaoyi and Xu Youbing are too important to themselves and the country. As a soldier, only bloody battlefield is the best choice, even if it is a horse leather shroud, you must take your own responsibility and mission!

There is no need to hesitate and there is no better option. As soon as they were ready, there was a rapid howl and a large number of running sounds from the hatch.

"Who'snext?"

"Movingout.Les'sgo. get moving, keep up with me. ”

"Orderreceived.command received. ”

"YesCommander! Yes, sir!"

A team of Sam Nation guys, wearing hoods and a new Marine Corps digital training uniform, quickly rushed out of the hatch. Yang Guotao quickly put on fire and fired the first shot without hesitation.

The NATO89 automatic rifle has a small recoil, 7 rounds of internal velocity burst fire without drifting bullets, and the bullet is automatically discharged at a uniform speed, the internal trajectory is extremely tight, and the lethality of short burst fire is comparable to that of a cheap sniper step.

The real usefulness of this gun lies in the actual operation of the shooter, and his main focus is on the trajectory. The slower rate of fire and low recoil make the NATO89 automatic rifle have good ballistic stability. From the perspective of rapid burst fire and adaptability, he is definitely a general killing artifact on a small-area battlefield.

The hidden position is excellent, the view is wide, and the people who rush to the front are constantly hearing the sound of popping to the ground. Yang Guotao lay on the ground calmly, rolling and alternating the position of the bunker from time to time. There was a row in front of them, and these guys from Sam's Country would never have thought that they would be attacked as soon as they got out of the hatch.

"Gotit!

"Attacking!"

"Yougotit!

"Enemysighted!"

"We're pinneddown!"

"We're being attacked!"

"I'm beaten, I'm badly injured!"

A guy in a beret angrily hid behind a tall white Sam Country man, waving his gun angrily and shouting orders for his soldiers to charge. I saw it, I could already see it vaguely, and there were people in front of me who couldn't stop dodging and blocking my group.

"Rush up to me, Fakeyo! Kill this son of a bitch!" As he spoke, he snatched the Remington M870-1 Type 12 shotgun from the hand of a tall white man next to him, and shot Yang Guotao twice.

Suddenly, the overwhelming lead and sand hit the head like raindrops. The powerful shotgun, the bullet shot out, and the coverage of the bullet net suddenly increased exponentially, and Yang Guotao could only give up the excellent position of the hatch and quickly roll backwards.

The two guns broke through the defensive line, and another grenade was thrown at them, and suddenly the rumbling explosion shook the sky! The group of soldiers followed closely and rushed up behind with a shout. The berets immediately led men to attack and outflank from both sides. The guys are well-trained, and their senses are aware of the first firing position as they run, and they are struggling to get a strong grip on the terrain.

They shot while running, the M4A1 carbine in their hands burst out like bursting bullets like bursting beans, dozens of M4A1 carbines fired at the same time, and in less than a minute, Yang Guotao, who was tumbling on the ground, was shot several times.

He was shot in the middle of the night, and he was on an unobstructed deck, with no time to treat his wounds and no cover to hide. The corners of Yang Guotao's mouth bloomed with a smile of relief, and he tapped the headset, while pulling the trigger, the rate of fire of 600 rounds per second poured out with Yang Guotao's vengeful anger.

Now he doesn't need to save bullets!

"Ertu, you remember, no matter when, the courage and arrogance are all fought by yourself! Even if you die, you must also play the prestige of our Huaxia country and the backbone of our Huaxia people!"

There was silence in the headset, no response. Yang Guotao frowned, could it be that these guys are divided into two ways, and the two lands of the Tang Dynasty have suffered an accident?

"Grandma's come! I'll take off your hoods for Lao Tzu! M4A1 carbines, M870-1 shotguns, no need to hide your identity, your weapons and appearance have spoken for themselves!

Come on, the garbage of Sam Country! Come on! Nothing is a big deal, let me Yang Guotao alone, to understand the power of one of your commandos! Grandpa is dead, and this one is worth it!"

There was silence in the headset, there was no response, and Yang Guotao had already guessed something. Since this is the case, it is better to fight, kill one is enough, kill two to earn one. Dada, dada, dada, the trigger was pulled to the end, and the magazine was quickly depleted

It doesn't matter, I've already killed so many of them, I don't know how many I've earned, and the next step is to leave by myself!

In the face of a strong enemy, facing the berets waving quickly in front of them, looking at this group of Sam Pigs who are getting more and more excited, looking at this gang of miscellaneous porcupines who are shouting, and even pulling out wine bottles from their waists and pouring strong liquor, they howl and shout loudly:

"Hedidn't have ammunition!"

"OK, Hisbulletslighting!

"Surrender, boy, get under my crotch, get through, give you freedom, get through, come over and lick my ass, so that I will consider whether I will just throw you into the sea, so that your soul may not be tormented by suffering!"

The beret taunted Yang Guotao in blunt Chinese, he tried his best to humor, thinking that the Huaxia people in front of him had completely lost the ability to resist!

Yang Guotao's eyes began to blur, but he slowly got up from the ground, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his abdomen and shoulders, and even his thighs, he stood up and stood like an iron tower!

Standing up is the soul of Huaxia, and holding your head high is the unyielding backbone!

Facing the wind, that is the direction of the rising sun, just ahead, that is the coast of the motherland!

He straightened his spine vigorously! He was not afraid of any ridicule or threat! In the face of the laughter and insults in front of him, he turned a deaf ear! He gathered all his strength on his hands. A NATO89 is firmly flattened, three points and one line!

There are some things that you have learned, and you will never forget them for the rest of your life! My brother is a soldier, and a gun is life!

At this moment, Yang Guotao gave up everything, and the muzzle of the gun was firmly aimed at the chest of the beret commander. Looking at the group of miscellaneous pigs slowly surrounding in front of him, he quietly held his breath, and even slowly closed his eyes.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet slid out of the gun hall crisply, with a whistle sound that broke through the air, with all the spirit of Yang Guotao, with his nostalgia for his comrades and the flame of revenge, he rushed forward quickly!

Bang, bang, bang, bang

At the time of life and death, Yang Guotao's potential has been exerted to the extreme, and he no longer needs to breathe or aim. My mind is full of the shadow of Sam's old hair, I changed the last magazine on my waist in seconds, and my right hand pulled the trigger steadily, the tongue of fire burst out, the bullets flew, and NATO89 played the effect of a machine gun!

One bullet after another with a whistling sound pierced the night sky and shattered the self-confidence surrounded by Sam's old miscellaneous hairs. I thought that Yang Guotao had been surrounded, but seeing that this kid had no bullets, it was obvious that he was going to be captured alive and tortured to death!

How do you think, his gun will shoot bullets!

“Thisisfuckingmettheghost? Ouch! Ohmygod!Is this a fucking ghost?Whoa! Oh my God!"

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