Chapter Ninety-Two: The Tragic Battle: "Da Da!" ”

The explosion of the two grenades kicked up a lot of dust, and after killing several armed members of the extreme rebels, Song Xiaoshuang, who was lying on his back on the sand, lifted the broken corpse that was blocking his body, and rolled away with a certain type of assault rifle with a grenade launcher, almost at the same time, several armed members of the extreme rebel army stood on the top of the dune with AK74 assault rifles and fired fiercely, and the bullet warheads that came from the strafing almost followed Song Xiaoshuang's body, and the dull sound of drilling into the sand caused a lot of dust.

Song Xiaoshuang rolled continuously and made a side pounce, successfully turning into the crater that the mortar shell blew up in the sand not long ago, and several strings of warheads grazed the edge of the crater and drilled deep into the sand behind.

Song Xiaoshuang felt a burst of dizziness, knowing that it was caused by excessive blood loss in his body!

After shaking his head vigorously and feeling better, Song Xiaoshuang pulled the trigger at speed and the grenade launcher hanging on the front end of the assault rifle to fire the trigger, and shot a grenade from the crater and blew up several armed members dozens of meters away.

The muscles on Song Xiaoshuang's face covered with dust and blood twitched a little, and he spat out a mouthful of bloodstained saliva, carrying an assault rifle and muttering in a low voice on the side of the machine gun mount.

"Made, this is a big loss, I don't know how much I have to eat to make up for it!"

Before the words fell, Song Xiaoshuang shot two long point shots with his assault rifle, successfully making several armed members who tried to get close lie down in the sand in order to avoid the bullets, Song Xiaoshuang threw away the assault rifle that was depleted, and found two grenades that had not been exploded from the belt behind the corpse of the armed members who were blown up by the grenade and only half of their bodies remained, ripped off the metal ring of the safety pin, held the spring safety grip and did not throw the grenade, completely ignoring the fact that there were warheads flying around him all the time, Quite a few bullets hit the body and bracket of the anti-aircraft machine gun, forming ricochets, making a terrible sound.

With the ability to detect this kind of hanging with mental power, Song Xiaoshuang knows every move of the armed members within a radius of dozens of meters, he is waiting for the most suitable opportunity to throw a grenade, waiting for several armed members to get closer to each other before throwing a grenade!

Because the armed members and Song Xiaoshuang were getting closer and closer, the mortar gunners on the other side of the sand dunes could not use mortars to fire mortar shells at close range without any scruples, just like the commanders who had hung up.

The commander was gone, and so were the members of his most capable reconnaissance team, most of whom seemed to have lost their backbone, but they collected their guns from the dead armed members with guns, and crawled slowly on their stomachs on the sand.

On the top of the dunes, you can only hear the constant sound of assault rifle fire, and occasionally the militants who have been seriously injured by the grenade and are not dead whispering and screaming, but there are unimaginable enemies in the sand at the top of the dune, and the seriously wounded are not heeded.

Song Xiaoshuang was decisive and ruthless, and he was able to survive the blast wave of the mortar shell explosion, such a person is really difficult to deal with, and if he is not careful, he will not be able to see the dawn of the sun, and most of the people who have such thoughts are in the majority, in fact, these armed members have been frightened, some of them are holding back, and they are just emboldened by firing and shooting, which gives Song Xiaoshuang a little time to breathe.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

With two dull explosions, the red and black fires on the top of the sand dunes in the dark night flashed and dusty, and several armed members who were hiding their bodies and holding guns were constantly approaching, and Song Xiaoshuang, who had spiritual power to investigate, saw the opportunity to throw out two grenades and directly blew them down on the sand.

Before the smoke cleared, Song Xiaoshuang, covered in blood, jumped out of the anti-aircraft machine gun, rolled around on the sand a few times, and then re-entered the shell crater.

Because at the moment when he just threw the grenade, his spiritual power had already detected that there were two armed members who were crawling in the sand and approaching, and suddenly knelt on one leg on the sand regardless of their exposed figures, and threw out several grenades, although the grenade thrown by Song Xiaoshuang killed several armed members, Song Xiaoshuang no longer had the ability to dodge the explosion of the grenade at close range, and only the speed dodged away from the anti-aircraft machine gun.

There were several dull explosions, the barrel of the anti-aircraft machine gun that was already scarred was blown off by the grenade of concentrated explosion, the scattered metal parts were splashed everywhere, the metal bullet chain pins hanging on the gun body were all blown away, the yellow-orange-orange large-caliber bullets were knocked out, and the propellant of a few bullets was directly detonated and the warhead was fired, and the terrible whistle came far away!

The gray-black smoke from the anti-aircraft machine guns that had almost dispersed had not yet cleared, and several armed members of the extreme rebels with guns had already rushed to the vicinity of the crater, shooting and sweeping into the crater, but they were surprised to find that there was no one in the crater from the mortar shells.

"There it is!"

Then a sharp-eyed member of the armed rebels shouted in Arabic and fired at the slope of the dune, and several accomplices around him soon noticed that a figure was in a clump and tumbling down the slope from a hundred meters high to the sand dune like a rolling log, and when they found it, they were about to roll into the desert sand below.

Several members of the extremist rebels immediately followed suit and opened fire, only to see that the somewhat vague figure in the dark night had successfully rolled into the bushes under the sand dunes, and soon lost his tracks.

"Bazooka, hidden!"

Several members of the extreme rebel army were just about to chase down the dunes, and one of them saw the dull sound in the bushes in a flash, and after a flash of fire, he rushed straight to the top of the dune, and shouted in Arabic with frightened eyes, and before the words fell, the rocket had directly hit the body of an armed member, and when the cone-shaped warhead penetrated his abdomen, the fuse pressure was enough, and the rocket exploded instantly, and the human stumps and sand and dust flew everywhere in the scarlet fire.

The smoke of the explosion was still filling, and more than a dozen male and female tribal warriors with weapons in their hands rushed out of the bushes under the dunes, holding AK47s and constantly firing towards the top of the dunes.

Most of the remaining armed members on the sand dunes had not yet recovered from the explosion of the rockets, and the remaining anti-aircraft machine gun, which was ready to stop the shooting, had just made a move, and was directly hit by another rocket with a flaming tail, and the anti-aircraft machine gun and several armed members were directly reimbursed.

In the bushes under the sand dunes, Sima Yuru, who was wearing a lapel sweatshirt and trousers, tilted his head to look at the rocket explosion point on the top of the sand dunes just now, and saw that the fierce tribal warriors had rushed to the sand dunes, and the gunfire had been sparse, knowing that the battle for the commanding heights had been decided, and threw away the bazooka launcher on his shoulder.

Sima Yuru looked at Song Xiaoshuang, who was lying on his back in the sand beside him, covered in blood and motionless, and sighed secretly and whispered: "Now I start to believe that you are really the wizard that Zahid said, there are three shrapnel wounds on your body and you can still bleed until now, you used to do this before?" ”

"It's not like this often, it's just occasionally, Sima Yuru, I can't walk now, you get me on an Airbus airliner, there is a first-aid kit on it, maybe you can find bottled water, and the rest will be left to Zahid, Ihassan, and Andre to deal with! Although the village is gone, Zahid's tribal armed detachment is still there, and we won this game! ”

Song Xiaoshuang, who was lying on the sand, spoke in a low voice, secretly sighing that his plan was basically successful, although it was really a little bit reimbursed.

Sima Yuru brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead with his palm, ignoring the dull sound of mortar shells from the mortar on the top of the sand dune, which had been adjusted at the angle, just looked at the smoke and dust from the mortar shells in the village, and agreed with Song Xiaoshuang's statement.

Sima Yuru took a deep breath and leaned down to hold Song Xiaoshuang in his arms, and the palm of his hand holding Song Xiaoshuang's back immediately felt a warm and sticky wetness, knowing that Song Xiaoshuang was still bleeding, his face changed, and he trotted out of the sand with Song Xiaoshuang in his arms, and went in the direction of the Airbus airliner docked on the salt shell.

If Sima Yuru was standing on the commanding heights of the tall sand dunes, at this time, he could see the tribal warriors controlling the mortars to fire rapidly, and the armed members of the extreme rebels who broke into the village suffered heavy losses, and several flamethrowers spitting flames were all killed by the cannonballs falling from the sky because they were so conspicuous!

Extremist rebel forces have begun to retreat from the village into the desert to the northeast, with several wheeled combat vehicles and off-road military vehicles equipped with anti-aircraft machine guns being the focus of mortars

It turned out that when the armed commander of the extreme rebel army with several capable reconnaissance team members was discovered by Song Xiaoshuang from the desert on the west side near the sand dunes, Song Xiaoshuang's body buried in the sand shook slightly, and soon even buried his head in the sand.

His Gu Wu Nei Gong cultivation has reached a very high level, with strong energy and qi support, holding his breath to slow down the body's oxygen consumption can last for a long time at the bottom of the river more than ten meters deep, and there is no problem at all when his body is buried in the sand for a short time.

When the armed commander of the extreme rebel army took dozens of armed members to set up positions on the sand dunes, no one knew that there was a person hidden in the sand somewhere on the top of the dune, even if the armed members carrying the ammunition box placed the high-altitude bullet and ammunition box more than a meter away from Song Xiaoshuang, Song Xiaoshuang also took a deep breath and buried himself in the sand without moving.

Because Song Xiaoshuang couldn't understand foreign languages, he only used his mental power to carefully observe the every move of the extreme rebel commander, and when the armed members of the extreme rebel army used the communicator, Song Xiaoshuang already knew that it was time to make a move!

Song Xiaoshuang jumped up from the sand, and with his suddenness and decisiveness, he successfully killed many members of the extreme rebel army, and later when the shock wave of the mortar shell blew up and lay in the sand and pretended to be dead, Song Xiaoshuang had already worked hard to contract the wound muscles, and even his heartbeat and breathing were temporarily stopped, which had already played a role in slowing down the continued loss of blood.

However, later, because the armed members of the extreme rebel army were holding daggers and preparing to cut off their heads, Song Xiaoshuang's plan to pretend to be dead and secretly heal his wounds could not continue, so he could only continue to kill, and it was only later that he noticed that Sima Yuru was coming with reinforcements from the tribe soldiers, and Song Xiaoshuang rolled down from the sand dunes, exhausted and bleeding too much, and his body was very weak.

The armed commander of the extreme rebel army used mortars unconventionally to shoot shells, although Song Xiaoshuang had the ability to detect spiritual power, but the mortar position had exceeded the detection distance of Song Xiaoshuang's spiritual power, and the intuitive skill of the perception domain of unknown dangers played a big role at this time!

Song Xiaoshuang felt that he was going to suffer, although he didn't know where the danger came from, but he immediately transported his energy and energy to protect his body, and at the same time his hands played an invisible fluctuating fist energy energy, forming a second energy defense line guarding the outside of the body, when the mortar shell exploded, Song Xiaoshuang was still blown away by the shock wave, and the two lines of defense only offset part of the high-temperature and high-pressure shock wave, and there were shrapnel on the left thigh, waist, and back, and he barely escaped from the hands of death