Immediately afterwards, in the opposing camp, two heavy machine gunners, a grenadier, and a signal soldier waving the command flag, all suddenly exploded their heads and died in the dull sound of gunfire like chasing souls and killing people.

What's more, this is still a battlefield sniper, this is a roll-call shooting

Constance's Barrett heavy sniper, once the shot was fired, could not stop, the commander behind the opposing position, the heavy machine gunner, the grenadier, the signal soldier, the observer, almost at the same moment, were killed, the big black man in the sand pit, twisting the leather drum and waist, with the fierce gunfire, dancing the samba, elated, triumphant.

No one can describe Yang Xiu's mood

This group of pig-feeding soldiers, in Yang Xiu's heart, has always been synonymous with waste, he never thought that the little-known Heavenly God Department would actually hide such a sniper king

What does this mean, this shows that this group of guys is definitely not what they think is a pig-feeding soldier, but a trump card unit in China that can really compete with the world's special forces king, thinking of his arrogant, arrogant, and disdainful words along the way, Yang Xiu hated to fall a thunderbolt from the sky and split himself into ashes.

Such an ace elite, he actually thought that they would rob the Blue Sword Brigade of credit

Shameful

Fortunately, no one noticed that Yang Xiu's face was red and white, white and red, and it was difficult to see clearly in the dark night, or that the soldiers and kings of the Heavenly God Department didn't care about the attitude and mood of a small company commander at all.

From the moment Constance made a move, this group of real battlefield killers rumbled into action.

This group of terrifying guys, every bullet, can accurately eliminate an enemy, and every shift to cover, is seamless, no matter what angle, no matter how the enemy rolls and dodges, can not dodge the soul-chasing bullets

The other party was blindfolded by the extremely ferocious sniper from this side, and the battlefield commander and signal soldier were also suddenly killed.

But Yang Xiu was shocked to find that although the gunfire was scattered and not dense, in just a dozen seconds, the enemy's corpses were all over the field, and the enemies that were destroyed were twice as much as the full firepower of the Blue Sword Special Company just now.

Looking at the strange firearms in the hands of the soldiers of the Heavenly God Department, which had been modified beyond recognition according to personal habits, Yang Xiu couldn't believe his eyes.

Such a tattered and miserable firearm can burst out with such a huge lethality

These guys seem to have a natural penchant for rags and rudiments, and the guns in everyone's hands are uglier than the other, and the ones are more humble than the other, and they are miserable, and they can be thrown into the trash.

However, it was such a firearm, which was overwhelmingly numerous, and the corpses of sandstorm mercenaries with superior firepower were all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

This gang of demons

By now, Yang Xiu has understood that there is no so-called powerful higher-level special forces at all, and the corpses left behind by the bloody battle on the beach are all left by this group of evil demons.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger has almost become the instinct of this group of demons

Thinking of himself taking the elite special company and digging sand pits for them as coolies, Yang Xiu's heart smiled bitterly, these guys who are easy and hard-working are actually pitted along with their comrades in the trenches, and what else can't they do

However, in all fairness, Yang Xiu didn't feel that he had anything to do with digging a sand pit for this group of demons with a special company.

On the contrary, being able to serve such a strong man and fight side by side with them, Yang Xiu and all the soldiers of the special company are proud and proud.

In the sandbag mercenary temporary fortification command post, the leader wearing a black cloak has blood-red eyes and a telescope looking at the sand pit area a thousand meters ahead.

That place, because of the precise sniping of the soldiers of the Celestial Gods, has become a forbidden area of death, and no matter who steps into it, the result is only a dead end, without any suspense.

The muscles on the leader's face twitched because of anger, and his teeth gritted loudly: "For the glory of the Almighty Lord, this mission must not be allowed to fail, and I have lost this group of hostages, the great apostle, I am afraid that I will never be able to come back." ”

He ordered sharply: "Kang Mu, for the honor of the Almighty Master, I order you to organize an elite sandstorm assault death squad and immediately seize the tunnel."

"Yes, Chief"

Behind him, a man in his thirties with a high nose and deep eyes bent his left hand on his chest, bent down and saluted, his eyes were full of mortal perseverance: "Kang Mu swears to complete the task and fight for the Almighty Master."

As soon as he waved his hand, the countless mercenaries lurking behind him and bowing their heads all stood up and shouted loudly: "For the Almighty to dominate the battle, for the Almighty to dominate the battle"

The leader of the sandstorm mercenaries, who can lead three regiments of mercenaries, is not a straw bag in the desert and outside the national border, crisscrossing and fighting, and fighting for many years.

His eyes were vicious, and he could see at a glance that although the military qualities of this group of Chinese soldiers were shocked, they had a fatal weakness.

There are too few of them

Even if the Chinese soldiers occupy the geographical advantage, even if they have no bullets, but a bullet can only take away one life, and their entire sandstorm army has never lacked soldiers, who dare to send them to death, that is, human lives

The leader believed that under the desperate charge of an entire elite regiment, the opponent's position would become a few duckweed in the big lake, and a big wave could be swept to the bottom of the lake in an instant.

These ignorant Chinese soldiers will be torn to shreds in the face of the fearless charge of the all-powerful people and the fanatical fighting spirit of daring to sacrifice.

Looking at Kang Mu, who was in his thirties in front of him, tall and big, healthy and burly, and the leader's eyes that had become blood-red because of his anger, a trace of love appeared.

His voice was deep and distant: "Kang Mu, my son, I know that you will be in battle, blessed by the Almighty, and will reach Heaven for eternal life. ”

"However, I don't regret it, in order to establish a truly free ** kingdom of God, thousands of descendants will be thrown their blood for this, and you will never be the first victim, nor the last victim."

In Kang Mu's eyes, there was a trace of confusion and a trace of struggle, and finally he couldn't help but say: "Chief, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you a question, isn't it good for our family to graze and farm happily on the grassland For an illusory ideal, our relatives and subordinates are all dead, is it worth it?"

"Kang Mu, I don't allow you to have such thoughts"

The leader's expression immediately changed, and the originally loving expression became hideous and terrifying, and his deep voice began to roar: "We are all God's people, and this qiē is all God's will, do you want to question God's intentions?"

"The great Almighty God will surely come at some point in the future to cleanse the sin and darkness of this world, and you and I will all have eternal life in the Temple of Light."

"No, Chief, may a qiē be as you wish"

Kang Mu sighed, lowered his head high, his tired expression was swept away, his eyes became blood-red because of the desire to fight, he held the submachine gun behind his back in his arms, and shouted: "Warriors, for the honor of the Almighty, charge with me." ”

"For the honor of the Almighty, charge"

A deafening roar rang out throughout the desert, and within a kilometer, the black-pressed sandstorm mercenaries, like ants, began a fierce and generous charge that was not afraid of death.

It doesn't matter about life and death, it doesn't matter if it hurts or dies, it doesn't matter if it hurts or happiness, what fills the entire battlefield is only the murderous aura that makes heaven and earth lose color.

Among the countless submachine guns, tongues of fire erupted, and the bullets hit the opponent's position like a raging rainstorm, and within one kilometer of the Blue Sword Special Company, four heavy machine guns, in the storm-like bullets, shot wildly.

Wang Shenggao also ripped off the Vulcan cannon on his body, and the barrel of the eight-in-a-row gun was tied up, making a crazy roar.

The crazy bullets stretched forward at a speed of 800 meters per second, and wherever the bullets went, the sand dunes shattered, and the sand pits seemed to be ploughed by old oxen, forming deep ravines.

And the sandstorm mercenaries rushing up are like the rice harvested by the harvester in the autumn field, which is thrown down one by one, and then charged up again.

The rest of the soldiers of the Celestial God Department, and the brothers of the Blue Sword Special Company, were all half-hidden in the sand pit, and the guns in everyone's hands, whether they were spotted or shot, formed a torrential metal storm, and the yellow bullet casings fell all over the sand pit in an instant.

There was no tactical evasion, no mutual cooperation, no aiming and shooting, and all of them became the most primitive killing and crazy strafing.

"Kill"

A heavy machine gunner of the Blue Sword Special Company fought vigorously, stepped on the edge of the sand pit, half of his body was exposed, and the heavy machine gun bullets poured forward like a raging storm, and countless sand bandits were flying blood and flesh under his strafing, and corpses were all over the field.

And in the blink of an eye, he was shot into a blood sieve by countless bullets, and his body fell into the tunnel, and his whole body convulsed.

This is already the fourth heavy machine gunner to be killed by the opponent's indiscriminate shooting

More than 200 people, as if desperately at this moment, escaped from the sand pit, on both sides of the tunnel, the Blue Sword Special Company and the soldiers of the Heavenly God Department fought with their lives to cover it, with blood and lives, forming a lifeline for escape.

Yang Xiu looked at his watch, the battle started, but it was only four minutes, but it was already time for life and death to be decided.

He threw out the grenades that were piled up in his hand one after another, and the high-explosive grenades exploded, blowing up the sand bandits rushing up in front of him into the western sky.

But further away, there were still dense enemies, desperately charging forward with submachine guns, and a cool breath couldn't help but rush to Yang Xiu's backbone.

After so many years of performing missions on the border, Yang Xiu had never seen such a fierce enemy who was not afraid of death, nor had he ever seen such a crazy enemy

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