The militants were getting closer and closer, and even though every defender tried their best to attack, they still couldn't stop the militants from advancing.

There were too many of them for the defenders to kill.

"We'll be done with it all if we go on like this!" shouted the Special Forces Captain.

Hong Zexian frowned, and hurriedly pressed the radio and said, "Where is our air support TMD?"

"It's still on the way, fifteen minutes at the earliest!" Qiu Ya responded.

"Then let them collect our bodies!"

Hong Zexian was already about to run away, and quickly pulled out five arrows and shot them at the crowd.

The five arrows were all explosive arrows, and the explosion temporarily slowed down the enemy's pace a lot, and Leng Feng also took this opportunity to grab a sniper rifle and a few magazines, and jumped down the stairs.

"Where are you going, Leng Feng?" asked Hong Zexian hurriedly.

At this critical time, the cold wind suddenly wanted to leave, which made Hong Zexian feel deeply puzzled.

"I'm going to help you divert the enemy. ”

Leng Feng left this sentence and ran out the back door of the stronghold.

His actions left everyone deeply puzzled, but the situation now did not allow time to think about anything, and they had to focus on dealing with the enemy.

Any slackening could lead to the defeat of this war.

And now that the militants are getting closer, the advantage that the defenders have is gradually losing its effect.

At this moment, a bullet hit a soldier in the shoulder, and blood splattered out.

"Ahh

The soldier fell to the ground, clutching his wounded shoulder, and gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming.

He is a special forces soldier and is trained in this area.

The companion beside him hurriedly squatted down to check on his situation, and for a while, his defensive ability suddenly decreased a lot.

"Is it the rhythm to finish tonight?" Guan Lin picked up the howitzer, his face full of helplessness.

The disparity in this war was so great that from the beginning they had no hope of victory.

As the saying goes, ants can bite elephants to death, and no matter how strong an individual is, it can't compare to the crowd tactics.

The strength of each special soldier is very strong, but in such a situation, no matter how strong they are, they cannot compare with hundreds of people.

Many people feel a trace of despair in their hearts, and if they continue like this, there is really only one way to die.

Hong Zexian is the captain of the dragon team and an A-level ability. But he's not omnipotent, and he's done his best.

He was full of anxiety now, and even more anxious was that he wanted to know where Leng Feng had gone, and what Leng Feng wanted to do.

The key is the safety of Leng Feng, after all, he is the son of his Long family, and he has the most noble status, if something happens to him, no one can bear this responsibility.

At this time, Hong Zexian's eyes caught the figure of Leng Feng!

He was less than a hundred meters away from the militants and was shooting at them with a sniper rifle.

Leng Feng is tired of hiding behind cover to defend, for him, offense is the best defense, he just wants to come out and fight, if he accidentally dies, it will be over.

He doesn't like fighting, but at this time, he wants to use fighting to vent the grievances and unwillingness he has experienced during this time.

Killing people is the best way to vent, so Leng Feng just did it.

Leng Feng held his gun and shot as he approached the enemy.

After leaving the back door of the stronghold, he went directly around the stronghold, came to the right side of the militants, and launched a sneak attack on them.

The shootout was so fierce that the militants didn't notice the existence of the cold wind for a while.

After emptying out a magazine, Leng Feng crouched down, quickly dodged behind a large tree, and then quickly replaced it with a new one.

"Leng Feng, what the hell are you doing, you are very dangerous like this, come back quickly!" Hong Zexian called anxiously.

Listening to Hong Zexian's anxious voice on the radio, Leng Feng smiled, and then pressed the radio and said: "I tell you, you must be willful in life, and you must not be cowardly in the face of anything!"

With that, Leng Feng turned on the mechanical glove in his left hand, and then ran out of the tree, continuing to shoot at the militants.

He used Hawkeye, so almost every shot was a headshot.

And his position is relatively far away, and the militants are not scattered in this place, so if people find him, the defenders of the stronghold will not accidentally hurt him.

However, due to the relatively fast speed of the cold wind killing, gradually some militants noticed something strange and looked to the right.

When they saw Leng Feng dressed in black, they realized that someone had been sneaking up all along, and they raised their guns and fired in the direction of Leng Feng.

Leng Feng hurriedly rolled a few times, using the big tree as a cover, and luckily dodged the enemy's shots.

Most of the militants' attention was attracted by the cold wind, and the defenders of the stronghold immediately seized the opportunity and maintained the output of firepower, and for a time more than a dozen militants fell.

"Cold wind, you're doing well, come back quickly. Hong Zexian said.

Looking at what Leng Feng was doing, Hong Zexian's back broke out in a cold sweat uncontrollably.

He was the captain of the dragon group, but he really didn't dare to do something like Leng Feng, because he might die in a minute.

It is estimated that only the cold wind will be capricious to this extent, which is indeed too crazy.

"Do you think I'm gone?" Leng Feng glanced to his right, and suddenly showed a wry smile.

I saw several armed men with guns approaching in his direction, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed at him.

If the cold wind doesn't react fast enough, the end result is only to be shot indiscriminately.

But before the cold wind could begin to think of countermeasures, with the sound of gunfire, all the militants walking towards the cold wind fell to the ground, and there was not even a single one left alive.

"What?" Leng Feng was slightly stunned, and said a little dumbfounded: "This TM is too direct, Hong Zexian, what did you do?"

Hearing Leng Feng's question, Hong Zexian hurriedly said: "It has nothing to do with me, and it's not that you don't know that I only use bows and arrows." ”

"Who could have done that?" Leng Feng continued to ask unrelentingly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man armed with an AK47 ran towards the cold wind, but he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of attacking.

But Leng Feng still crouched down and pointed the gun at him.

When he tried to pull the trigger, his heart was trying to persuade him not to shoot.

"Dear Sir, we have no ill will!" the man raised the gun above his head, indicating that he was not an enemy of Cold Wind.

Leng Feng frowned, but still put down the gun in his hand.

Seeing Leng Feng put down his gun, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran to Leng Feng and said in very non-standard English: "Hello Dear Sir, I am fighting for my country. ”

At this moment, Leng Feng suddenly raised his gun and fired three shots in a row to the right.

As the gunshots fell, the three militants fell to the ground, blood pouring from their foreheads and staining the ground beneath them.

"Welcome. As he spoke, the cold wind replaced it with a new magazine.

Due to the interference of the cold wind, the militants have moved much slower, and some people have been assigned to deal with the cold wind, so the pressure on the defenders of the stronghold is much less instantaneous.

Hong Zexian pulled out an arrow, and then said loudly: "Protect the cold wind." ”

Guan Lin responded, and hurriedly fired to the left, helping the cold wind relieve some of the pressure.

Leng Feng and the men who came to help found a good cover, and together with the defenders, they split up and attacked the militants.

At this moment, the militants were trapped in one place in an instant, unable to advance or leave.

Leng Feng fired two shots in succession, and then shouted at the man next to him, "Keep shooting, don't let the enemy get close to us." ”

At that moment, Cold Wind's Eagle Eye caught several cars moving behind the enemy, as well as weapons of mass destruction such as mortars and heavy machine guns.

"All attention, there are heavy weapons approaching in the rear of the enemy, and I will deal with it now. ”

After speaking, Leng Feng patted the shoulder of the man next to him and said, "It's up to you here, I have to solve some more important troubles." ”

"Cold wind, I'll go with you. Hong Zexian's voice came over the radio.

"No, I can handle it myself, the stronghold needs your help, and there is a good chance that they won't be able to hold it once you leave. ”

Without waiting for Hong Zexian to answer, Leng Feng left the bunker with a gun.

Looking at the cold wind that was moving towards the rear of the militants, Hong Zexian frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, if something happens to him, I'll be finished." ”

"What are we going to do? Guan Lin said while changing the magazine: "There are heavy weapons in the rear, and as soon as they get close to us, they will be all gone." ”

However, at this moment, everyone heard a sound of breaking the air.

Hong Zexian was the first to react, and subconsciously looked at the sky.

I saw a flaming cannonball, flying straight towards the stronghold, and getting closer and closer.

"Holy!"

Hong Zexian hurriedly pulled out an arrow and aimed it at the cannonball in the air.

The speed at which the cannonballs fell was fast, but Hong Zexian's speed was not covered, otherwise he would not have become the captain of the dragon group.

The cannonball got closer and closer, and Hong Zexian's arrow also flew out, cutting through the air barrier and hitting the cannonball in the air with great accuracy.

"Boom!"

The shells exploded in the air, but fortunately the heat wave did not pose much threat to the defenders.

However, this shell still scared everyone out of a cold sweat, and if it wasn't for Hong Zexian's quick reaction, the stronghold would definitely have suffered heavy casualties.

"Cold wind!" Hong Zexian said over the radio.

"I already know, it's a mortar, I'm going to solve it now, you guys hold on a little longer. ”

The cold wind of the running set its eyes on the heavily armed convoy two hundred meters ahead, one of which had stopped, with a mortar on board, and two militants preparing to load a second shell.

The cold wind quickened the pace of running, raising the sniper rifle in his hand as he ran.

"Give me a bullet!"

Leng Feng snorted, and then pulled the trigger hard!