A round of red sun rose from the east, a small whirlwind swept across the dry ground, blowing up a large cloud of smoke and dust, Liu Ziguang used the terrain as a cover, quickly approached the small village, the whole person was like an agile cheetah.

"Damn, the tactical moves can catch up with our instructors." Sekino muttered a sentence and continued to observe the enemy situation, when suddenly a Toyota pickup truck drove out of the village, with a Soviet-style large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun on the carriage, and Huang Chengcheng's bullet chain hanging underneath, which frightened him.

This is a long-range suppression weapon, if you are facing only militants with AK, Sekino is confident that he can create a one-sided slaughter with the sVd in his hand, but the opponent's large-caliber machine gun can completely regain the disadvantage and break himself to pieces with powerful firepower.

He couldn't help but be faintly worried.

Liu Ziguang took advantage of the dazzling sunlight to cover the village from the east, he leaned against a low wall, put the light machine gun behind his back, pulled out a military dagger and walked out from behind the low wall, quietly approached an armed man leaning against the corner of the wall and smoking, walked behind him and suddenly strangled his neck, stabbed the knife into the side of the neck, the throat was cut on the spot, the person lay down softly, AK47 fell to the ground.

Dragged the man behind the wall, he pulled out the Stephkin automatic pistol, this gun was the APS type produced in the late 7o's, the barrel was slightly extended, and there was a thread at the muzzle that could be connected to the quick-release silencer, he calmly screwed the silencer and made a gesture at Sekino in the distance.

Guan Ye saw Liu Ziguang's gesture from the scope and immediately opened fire, the first shot hit the head of the opposing sniper, killing him on the spot, and then killing several militants in Liu Ziguang's forward route.

The gunshots rang out, and the militants immediately became alert, and the two machine gunners dropped their cigarette butts and just jumped onto the pickup, and before they could turn around the muzzle of the machine guns, they were hit by Sekino's accurate shots, and the 7.62 mm steel core bullet hit the machine gunner's head, spinning and drilling out of the back of his head, and blood and brains covered the earthen wall.

Liu Ziguang quickly approached the house where the hostages were held, this is a closed Afghan-style building, you don't have to think about it to know that there must be a few guns waiting for him inside, he inserted the pistol back into the holster, climbed silently along the earthen wall to the roof, looked in from the skylight, several guys in robes were nervously aiming at the door, and the two hostages were squatting in the corner.

Without the slightest hesitation, the pistol was far more convenient than the light machine gun in this cramped environment, and in less than two seconds, all the militants in the room were killed before they even had time to look up, and each of them was killed by two bullets in the head.

The woman in the corner screamed in fright, but the other man dressed as a contractor only raised his blood-covered face to take a look, Liu Ziguang had an Arab scarf over his face and a dirty military coat, and he couldn't see his identity at all.

Liu Ziguang patted the hostage's face and said in English: "Shut up!" When he saw the woman's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, isn't this the Chinese woman Olivia he had seen in the Strait of Malacca and on the new flight, why did she become a British volunteer doctor in a blink of an eye?

Before he had time to ask, he pulled out the dagger and cut the rope, and untied the contractor, this unlucky white man was beaten to a blue nose and swollen face, his eyes were covered with blood, and an alloy prosthetic leg was exposed in the trouser tube of his left leg, Liu Ziguang was stunned again, isn't this guy a mercenary he once saw in Myanmar, when his calf was blown off, he was already dying, but he didn't expect to be reborn again, and he ran to Afghanistan to waste his residual heat.

The contractor was seriously injured and could no longer walk, he looked at Liu Ziguang in confusion and said in a weak voice, "Give me a gun." ”

Liu Ziguang picked up an AK47 and threw it to him, asking, "Are you okay?" ”

"You go, I'll cover." The contractor said.

Suddenly, there was a Pashto question outside, Liu Ziguang didn't answer at all, and directly dragged the strong machine gun on his back and shot at the door, wailing outside the door, but a grenade was also thrown in, and the swarthy Soviet-style grenade was dripping and rolling on the ground, and Liu Ziguang's pupils quickly shrank.

No one can escape from an explosion in such a narrow space, and the other party is an experienced soldier, so he will definitely not leave time for the enemy to pick up the grenade and throw it back.

Damn, careless, Liu Ziguang scolded in his heart, but just a moment before the explosion, the contractor with the broken leg pounced and pressed the grenade with his body, with a bang, the flesh and blood covered the walls, and Liu Ziguang's face was also covered with minced meat.

Olivia was about to scream when Liu Ziguang covered her mouth, he pointed out the door, Olivia's eyes moved, and she blinked in horror to show that she understood.

Several militants approached the door of the house, someone gently pushed the door open, a face quickly appeared, saw the room was a mess, and thought that all were killed, so they walked in with confidence, how do they know that a knife came head-on, the blade pierced from between the eyebrows, when the first person fell on his back to the sky, and the people behind were swept down by a storm of bullets before he moved, and the militants retreated one after another, and were hit by Sekino sniper rifles, and suffered heavy casualties.

As Liu Ziguang said, the two of them were more than enough to deal with twenty militants, and fifteen minutes later, all the enemies were cleared, Guan Ye ran over with a gun on his back, and the two searched the entire village, but they were disappointed that the drone was not here.

"They are not ordinary tribal warlords, but the Taliban." Sekino examined the body and came to a conclusion.

"Ordinary warlords are mainly for money, and they will not easily kidnap foreigners, and even if they do, they are mainly for extortion." Sekino said, pointing to Olivia who was cowering in the corner.

"Unintentionally inserted willows, send her back first, it's a life." Mr. Liu said he had recovered some tobacco leaves from the dead man, tore up an old newspaper and rolled it up and smoked it.

"Someone will save her." Zhao Hui pointed to a pile of weapons thrown in the corner and said, it was the contractor's sR47 automatic rifle, which was an American Stoner rifle using an AK47 magazine, suitable for use by special forces deep into enemy-occupied areas, and some satellite phones and high-frequency radio stations and other things, but they had all been smashed, and the Taliban had long been afraid of the Americans' precision strikes, and hated this kind of high-tech gadget that would leak the target.

There was also roast mutton and naan left over from the Taliban in the house, and the two of them devoured it, Liu Ziguang tore half of the naan and handed it to Olivia, but she just shook her head desperately.

"If you don't eat, you don't have the strength to run for your life." Liu Ziguang stuffed the naan into Olivia's hand, turned his head and asked Guan Ye, "Are you ready?" ”

Sekino poured two jugs of goat's milk on his back, patted the ammunition bag on his body and said, "OK"

But Liu Ziguang's face became strange, he made a strange move, lay on the ground and listened with his ears, straightened up after listening for a while, and said, "There are five cars coming from the northeast." ”

"Could it be NATO troops or Afghan police?" Sekino's expression also became grim.

"I don't know, you take her first, I'll cover." Liu Ziguang picked up a captured PK general-purpose machine gun and said that this is a Soviet-standard suppression weapon, using 7.62x54R bullets, 25o cartridges, power and fire sustainability far ak47 and RPD light machine guns.

"Let's go!" Guan Ye shouted involuntarily.

"Don't talk nonsense, no one can escape if we go together, I'll stop them for a while, you will be safe when you enter the mountain, and I will arrive later." Liu Ziguang said, and picked up some miscellaneous weapons from the corner.

Guan Ye gritted his teeth, no longer insisted, pulled Olivia and left, Liu Ziguang arranged it at the entrance of the village in a hurry.

Five rugged Soviet-made military trucks approached from afar, and smoke and dust could be seen billowing from afar, perhaps due to the sensitivity of professional soldiers, and the convoy stopped some distance from the village chief, and the militants shouted out of the vehicles and outflanked them in a straggler formation.

Liu Ziguang, who was lying on the commanding heights, immediately opened fire with a Deshka large-caliber machine gun, the first truck was torn, and the soldiers who had not had time to get off the car were beaten with blurred flesh and blood, and the limbs and internal organs in the carriage were flying, and the tragic situation was extremely terrifying.

The militants immediately launched a counterattack, two Rpg7 rockets roared, Liu Ziguang rolled off the roof of the earthen house, the hut became a pile of ruins in the explosion, and the heavy machine gun also became scrap metal.

AK's gunfire rang out intensively, and the militants came over, one of them had just walked to the entrance of the village, and when one person saw the directional bomb placed in the middle of the road, he immediately roared and fell down, but it was too late, and countless steel balls beat them to pieces.

Liu Ziguang took out a few smoke bombs, opened the safety pin, and threw one away after walking a few steps, the village was suddenly filled with smoke of various colors, and the visibility became extremely low, and the numerical advantage of the militants was neutralized, and they could only rely on shouting loudly to contact each other, which provided convenience for Liu Ziguang, where there were footsteps and shouts, shoot wherever there were footsteps and shouts, and the rhythmic gunfire of the PK machine gun sounded from time to time in the smoke, and every time there was a militant who wailed and fell.

At this time, Sekino had just taken Olivia to the foot of the mountain, he looked back at the wolf-smoked village, took out a pistol and a cigarette bomb from his waist and handed it to Olivia and said, "Take it!" ”

A gust of wind changed the situation, the smoke was swept away, the view of the militants became clear, they gradually locked on the opponent's position, blocked all the ways of Liu Ziguang with crazy strafing, and then a guy with an RPG7 appeared and pulled the trigger towards the house where Liu Ziguang was hiding.

Liu Ziguang jumped out a second before the house was hit, and at the same time swept the enemy in front of him with a machine gun, the air wave of the rocket explosion kicked up countless rubble and dust, his vision gradually became blurred, the enemy in front of him seemed to slow down, the bullet casings jumped out of the shell one by one, and fell to the ground with scorching white smoke, and the militants wrapped in turbans shouted something, but they could only see their mouths open and close, but they couldn't hear the sound at all.

The eardrum was temporarily deaf by the air wave, Liu Ziguang rolled and half-knelt on the ground and continued to strafe, but the cartridge box of the pk machine gun was unfortunately exhausted, and it was too late to throw away the machine gun and then get the pistol, and you could see the enemy's hideous face and the muzzle of the black hole, the familiar sVd gunfire finally sounded, and several guys in front of him all died with a headshot.

Liu Ziguang took the opportunity to pick up a Rpk74.After checking the ammunition, he stood back to back with Guan Ye and asked, "Why did you come back?" ”

"You owe me a personal favor and haven't paid it back, I can't let you die like this." Sekino said, raising his gun and killing a guy who was emerging fifty meters away.

"How I don't remember owing you a favor." Liu Ziguang also picked up his gun and swept violently, crushing several militants behind the earthen wall.

"Let's go back and go!" Guan Ye shouted violently, threw two grenades one after another, and rushed to the southwest, Liu Ziguang followed, the two covered each other, killing and injuring each other with accurate and fierce firepower, and rushed to the entrance of the village, but two pickup trucks suddenly rushed to the front, two large-caliber machine guns sprayed flames and strafed over, and the two of them rushed backwards in unison, and a row of dust and smoke rose from the ground.

The militants surrounded again with the support of heavy machine guns, dozens of AK47s opened fire together, the dense gunfire was like a storm, and the earthen wall where they were hiding was so dusty that it was impossible to show their heads and shoot back.

"They're coming in for reinforcements again, and that's it." Sekino dropped the empty sVd, pulled the pistol out, pulled the sleeve, and a bullet jumped out, he reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into his pocket and said, "Keep it for yourself." ”

"Not then." Liu Ziguang said coldly.

A Mi-24 Hind helicopter gunship ghostly appears behind the militants, with a murderous head shape and a rocket nest under short wings.