The four men immediately checked the ammunition, opened the safe, looked at each other, and then split up.

"Hehe, after so many days of training, it's finally time to fight. Dead fatty, don't you always like to compare yourself to me? Let's see who kills more poachers today. Zhang Meng said with a smile.

"Good! Fat man, I have itchy hands, so I'll do as you say. The fat man said passionately.

As they spoke, the crowd had already carefully outflanked the poachers besieging the jeep in front.

Brother Jun glanced at the distance, and then gestured to Zhang Meng and the fat man, indicating that he had reached the range.

Looking at Brother Jun's cold back, Zhang Meng took a deep breath, to be honest, this was the first time Zhang Meng had participated in a large-scale shootout, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Wiping the sweat from his palms, he shouted fiercely: "! ”

As soon as Zhang Meng's words landed, the fat man took the lead in picking up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, relying on the cover of the boulder on the hillside, aiming at the poacher in front of him is a fierce point shot: "Fat man, I fought with them." ”

"Dada-da-da!"

The group of poachers who were besieging the patrol team had no idea what was going on behind them, and when a series of gunshots like fried beans rang out behind them, the unprepared poachers were swept away by the fat man's Type 56 automatic rifles.

But there are also many experienced poachers who, when they hear the gunshots, immediately lie on the ground and look for cover in the sand.

Zhang Meng also saw the opportunity, unceremoniously raised his pistol, and shot at the two nearest poachers.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Zhang Meng's pistol is a military product, and its shooting accuracy is extremely accurate, as long as the marksmanship is not too bad, it can hit the target. Coupled with the special training in the past two weeks, Zhang Meng has made a huge leap in marksmanship, and the two poachers suddenly fell in response.

"Okay, Zhang Quede." The fat man suppressed the firepower on the one hand, and glanced at the battle situation on Zhang Meng's side in a hurry, and saw that Zhang Meng hit the target with two shots, and immediately increased the firepower to suppress it.

Although the Type 56 automatic rifle in the fat man's hand has plenty of bullets, it is an old-fashioned weapon made in China after all, the recoil is too large, and the hit is not high, so it can't be suppressed after a few shots.

The fat man only hit the first round of point shots and accidentally injured some poachers, but most of them were only slightly injured and did not completely lose their combat effectiveness.

"That's it." Zhang Meng pouted and said mockingly: "But I said fat man, your old marksmanship seems to have regressed......"

"!" The fat man scolded dissatisfiedly: "If the fat man hadn't taken them by surprise, would you have a chance?" But don't be complacent, according to Brother Jun and Ye Jiu's killing methods, we probably won't even be able to get a living......"

After being reminded by the fat man, Zhang Meng noticed that Brother Jun and Ye Jiu were gone.

Not far away.

Brother Jun is simply a killing god who came out of hell, he doesn't care about the cold gun that the other party may fire at any time, his hands appear and disappear under the black windbreaker, and every time he makes a shot, a poacher kneels down with a bloody neck. And Ye Jiu was more like a white ghost, quickly appearing around the poachers who were scurrying around the head rats, without a gun at all, just with a light knock with a fast snow knife, he stunned the other party.

"Damn, I said you should leave some for the fat man." The fat man didn't expect that a battle with outnumbered enemies would turn into a one-sided downwind battle! The rifle in his hand had just undergone the second round of suppression, and Brother Jun and Ye Jiu had already subdued more than a dozen poachers.

The fat man roared and picked up his gun, and rushed forward.

But he didn't notice a poacher behind him who was pretending to be dead, secretly pointing his gun at himself.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the fat man's face was splashed with blood.

The fat man didn't know what was going on, so he felt a crisp gunshot sound in his ears, which shook his eardrums. His face was stinged by this hot blood, and he immediately cried: "Zhang Quede, little lady, save me!" Save me! ”

"Don't fucking shout." Seeing the fat man's greed for life and fear of death, Zhang Meng hurriedly changed a magazine and said angrily: "You're not dead yet!" If you scream again and get a cold gun, I can't guarantee that I can save you a second time. ”

"Huh?" Hearing Zhang Meng say this, the fat man was overjoyed, and quickly pinched himself, laughing: "Haha, fat man, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!" Hey, no, who died just now? ”

"It's him." Zhang Meng changed the magazine and pointed at a poacher lying behind with the muzzle of his gun, there was a bloody hole in the center of the poacher's eyebrows, and his mouth was open, as if he was unwilling.

After all, Zhang Meng used a pistol, which was not as good as the fat man's standard weapon, so he could only fight to assist. Unexpectedly, he happened to see a poacher pretending to be dead and was about to shoot at the fat man, and without thinking about it, he shot at the poacher's brow.

"Good! Dare to plot against you fat man, I told you to put a cold gun, I told you to put a cold gun. ”

Seeing that the fat man angrily beat the corpse into a sieve, Zhang Meng kicked him unceremoniously: "Dead fatty, you have a problem, he is dead, what bullets are you wasting." Hurry up, if you don't clean up the battlefield, this group of poachers will all be solved by the military brother. ”

"......" After Zhang Meng said this, the fat man also realized that he was still at a disadvantage, so he hurriedly picked up the Type 56 automatic rifle and rushed forward: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, they're all mine!" Don't rob me of anyone. ”

Looking at the red-eyed fat man, Zhang Meng shook his head helplessly, and no longer paid attention to which of the two of them killed more enemies, while helping to cover behind the fat man, while shouting at the poachers who were not yet dead: "Put down your arms, surrender your guns and don't kill!" ”

At this time, the patrol team members, who had already recovered their senses, also took the opportunity to jump out of the jeep and counterattack.

But to be honest, the effect is not great, it can be seen that there are only a few guns on the two cars, and they are all earthen shotguns, and the shooting targets are not accurate at all.

In addition, most of the poachers were swept away by Brother Jun and Ye Jiu, and only a few extremely vicious criminals were left to resist stubbornly.

With the help of the mountain patrol team, under the double-barreled attack, the poachers no longer resisted, and those who could escape fled in all directions, and those who could not immediately put down their guns and raised their hands and surrendered to everyone.

The fat man wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be a hero, but he found that as soon as he rushed over, the group of poachers had already obediently raised their hands and surrendered.

In desperation, he had no choice but to kick a few hard feet at the poachers kneeling on the ground to vent the anger he had just been frightened.

Under the siege of the four people, the battlefield was quickly completed, and the sky was not too dark, and the faces could be seen vaguely. Zhang Meng shouted at the faint figure in the car from behind the besieged jeep near the center: "The poachers have all been captured, where are you?" ”

"We are the mountain patrol members of the Western Working Committee, who are you?" The people in the car did not relax their vigilance because of Zhang Meng's rescue, but kept asking.

Zhang Meng shook his head with a wry smile, and immediately shouted at the fat man: "Fatty, don't be stupid, show them the pass that Xiaolou gave us!" ”