A team of seven men made a nervous advance on a road only three meters wide.

"J25, attention! Enemies are approaching you in the adjacent alleys to the west, beware, women and children among them! ”

The helicopter in the sky cover gave Evansman a warning, and Evansman immediately responded with an order when he heard it: "Go against the wall!" ”

Zheng Yingqi slowly advanced against the wall, and after reaching the entrance of the alley, he squatted down against the foot of the wall and slowly poked his head out.

A pickup truck with a heavy machine gun was impressively located at 10 o'clock, and he was so frightened that he immediately retracted his head and quickly retreated a few steps - the bullets of the heavy machine gun could not be blocked by the corner of the wall.

At the moment when he retracted his head, the heavy machine gun began to roar, the 12.7 caliber heavy machine gun easily tore a large corner of the wall, Zheng Yingqi had not recovered from the rest of his life, the rocket flew over with a scream, exploded in the corner of the wall, and raised gray smoke and smoke.

"Grass!"

While Zheng Yingqi scolded in his heart, he was grateful to Uncle Hei for his unreliable accuracy, and sure enough, when they were aiming at you, it was the safest time.

"Are you alright?"

Evansman asked loudly, Zheng Yingqi shook his head, shook off the dizziness after being affected by the explosion, took out the egg grenade, and leaned out to throw the grenade out with the roar of the 12.7 machine gun.

Throw a bomb at a distance of forty meters, if Zheng Yingqi can't hit it, he can find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Rumble!

The grenade exploded, and the pickup truck was lifted up, rolled in the air and smashed to the ground.

"Solved!"

Zheng Yingqi poked his head out and shouted as he shot at the surging enemies - no wonder he was especially thirsty when fighting, and he had to shout hard when he spoke, otherwise your teammates might not be able to hear what you were saying because of the explosion.

"Up!"

As soon as Evansman gave the order, the other five men quickly rushed out, found cover and shot at the enemy more than fifty meters away.

Zheng Yingqi was shooting, and he was paying attention to his surroundings, when suddenly the window more than 60 meters away in front of him suddenly opened, and a black man with a gun was about to shoot at Zheng Yingqi and them.

Bang bang bang

Zheng Yingqi immediately raised the muzzle of the gun, and without hesitation, he fired a point shot, and the black man who had just emerged was shot and lay on the window.

"Beautiful!" Evansman noticed Jung's shot, and when he saw the enemy lying on the window and was silent, he gave him a thumbs up.

The team continued to move forward, and the fierce gunfire could already be heard not far to the east, but the crooked aisle kept the team from seeing the crash site, and just then, the bird overhead began to show the way:

"J25, you go in the alley on the left, go to the second alley and turn right, let's go to support No. 61 for the time being!"

"Understood!"

After Evansman replied, he motioned for the team to enter the alley, but as soon as they had not gone far, a group of militants appeared from the left and right, and the team had to shoot at the militants on the spot.

Zheng Yingqi watched the team being suppressed in the alley, and immediately shouted at Evansman: "I'll go to the roof!" ”

With Evansman's permission, Zheng Yingqi smashed open the rotten iron door next to him and broke into the house scattered with sunlight everywhere.

In the dilapidated house, he moved cautiously, and the sound of the clay pot colliding suddenly came from the side, Zheng Yingqi rolled and hid to the side, and then nervously searched in the direction of the sound source - in a hut, a woman was guarding four children, looking at the intruder with a gun in horror.

The eldest two children looked to be only six or seven years old, and the remaining two were protected by the woman in her arms, and after making sure that there was no danger, Zheng Yingqi whispered in Somali:

"Ma'am, you may consider digging a cellar."

As he spoke, he slowly retreated, then found a position and quickly climbed to the roof.

"It's my turn."

Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath, then rushed to the edge of the roof, condescendingly shot at the enemy not far away, and four or five militants who were hiding their heads behind bunkers and shooting blindly with guns were killed instantly.

Before the rest of the blacks could react, Zheng Yingqi knocked down four or five more enemies as fast as he could, clearing out the threat on one side, and before another wave of enemies could shoot at him, he quickly withdrew from the position where he opened fire, hiding behind in the cheer of bullets.

He changed magazines and observed his surroundings.

In the distance, about a hundred meters away, a black man was carrying a bazooka to launch, Zheng Yingqi quickly changed the bullet, shot at the distance, and at the moment when the bullet hit the other party, the other party just launched a rocket, and the rocket flew obliquely into the sky.

"I don't know which way of the gods I saved - I hope I saved the unlucky Unit 61."

Zheng Yingqi muttered, came out from the other side, shot at the enemy in the alley, and under the double blow of the ground and the roof, the mania of this wave of militants disappeared without a trace under the cloud of death, and ran away.

"Let's go!"

Evansman commanded the team to continue to advance, Zheng Yingqi swept the roof, and was about to go down when the roar of the car came from another alley.

Zheng Yingqi hurriedly warned: "Hide!" ”

As soon as the squad hid, a pickup truck equipped with a machine gun came out, the on-board machine gun roared, and began to shoot in the direction where the squad was hiding, Zheng Yingqi raised his gun to shoot out the arrogant shooter, and the other person just received the gun, and was hit by Zheng Yingqi again, and then he reimbursed the driver with a point shot.

After solving this big problem, Zheng Yingqi shouted at Evansman: "Head, drive!" ”

Under the cover of Zheng Yingqi, the team dragged the corpses on the pickup truck and got into the car one after another, just before the car started, Zheng Yingqi turned over and jumped off the roof, quickly rushed into the car, he slapped the pickup truck, and shouted at Evansman: "Tell the friendly troops, be careful that they use Gatling to serve us!" ”

When Evansman started to contact the helicopter, Joyce started the car and he screamed, "Guys, done!" The ten-year-old driver took you to fly! Phew! ”

The pickup truck began to make a savage U-turn, and Zheng Yingqi replaced the nervous Tubak Weifu who was operating the machine gun, and operated the powerful 12.7 caliber machine gun himself.

The car roared and ejected, and Zheng Yingqi controlled the machine gun to continuously fire long bursts, beating the militants who were rising.

"Hold on!"

Joyce yelled, Zheng Yingqi subconsciously caught the heavy machine gun welded to death in the compartment - the pickup truck rushed out of the alley, and the ten-year-old driver directly played a 90-degree drift, and then faced a group of people.

There was a dense group of people, including women and children, but behind the women and children, there were armed men with guns.

"Fack!"

Joyce screamed in fright.

"Go back!" Evansman also shouted, but Zheng Yingqi yelled at the same time: "Bump into it!" ”

Zheng Yingqi pulled the trigger, the heavy machine gun roared, the bullets whizzed straight over the heads of the crowd, the crowd became chaotic, the woman who faced the rain of bullets subconsciously ran back, just happened to bump into the militants who tried to shoot, Joyce chose to listen to Zheng Yingqi after the most difficult choice.

The throttle slammed, and the pickup truck went straight into the crowd forty or fifty meters away.

Faced with the cars that were slamming into the crowd out of their natural fear, Joyce roared and clenched the steering wheel and crashed into the way out of the way of the crowd - a second or so later, the pickup truck rushed out of the crowd, taking a few unlucky people with him.

Zheng Yingqi threw down his heavy machine gun and fired at the militants who turned to shoot at them, and Tubak Wanweifu and Dimo in the carriage were reminded by Zheng Yingqi's gunfire and fired at the militants on the rocking car, but none of them hit.

The pickup truck turned into another alley under the cheer of bullets, and the gunfire finally stopped for a while, and Evansman yelled and asked, "Is anyone hurt?" ”

"Who's hurt?"

"I'm fine!"

"I'm fine!"

"It's all right!"

Everyone in the team couldn't believe that no one was injured in this situation just now.

"God forbid!" Goodale couldn't help but thank God for definitely not bless them, and Zheng Yingqi gasped and continued to control the heavy machine gun.

After turning a corner again, the wreckage of Super 61 finally appeared in the center of the sudden opening, and the stubborn gunfire of the M16 was ringing strongly in the siege of AK.

"Kill them!" Evansman yelled - the number of militants still besieging here did not seem to be large, and the experience of rushing out of the enemy group just now made Evansman infinitely inflated.