Gunshot!

And it was a continuous burst of gunfire.

Luo Yun, who was holding an unlit cigarette in his hand and pretending to have two fingers rubbing the cigarette butts, was stunned in his heart, he suddenly stopped, closed his eyes slightly, and listened attentively.

The left side is biased forward ~ that is, to the north, and the distance is about three to seven kilometers!

The mountains that are not tall or short, and the forests that are not dense and dense cannot block the transmission of sounds, but they can interfere with the information in the sounds, and in the face of the gunshots echoing in the mountains and forests, after listening for a long time, Luo Yun barely calculated these data in his heart.

Putting the cigarette back into the case, he adjusted his breath slightly, then opened the panel.

[Open the self-defense belt... 】

[Take the Uzi submachine gun× 2··· 】

As the subtitles appeared, two short submachine guns appeared in his hands.

Gripping the gun tightly and raising his hands, Luo Yun carefully looked at the two submachine guns in his hands.

The slightly short and thick black gun body, with a grip inserted in the middle of the gun body, and a long magazine under the grip, no carving, no butt, not even a crosshair, simple to the extreme, if placed in ancient times, this is definitely a pair of two-handed hammers.

Simple and ugly!

Seeing the two submachine guns in his hand for the first time, these two words naturally popped up in Luo Yun's heart.

The gun as a whole is full of rough water chestnuts, like a few pieces of iron spliced together at will, wild and overflowing, making it with a strong style of rough work, and the aesthetics are almost ugly and ugly.

But if you ignore the unsightly art of the guns and look at them purely from the perspective of the weapons, these two submachine guns can be called killing machines.

The gun is short and easy to hide, and can be completely covered by slightly wide clothing, and with a large-capacity magazine, as long as you fire, it can be called a firepower frenzy.

Born only to kill.

At the same time, the corresponding information about the guns naturally appeared in his field of vision.

【WF-Uzi Submachine Gun】

The full weight is 2KG, the 35-round double-row magazine, the 7.62 mm pistol cartridge, the muzzle velocity is 380 meters per second, the automatic rate of fire is 3000 rounds per minute, the effective range is 150 meters, and the muzzle kinetic energy is 500 joules.

WF's trainee mechanic's three-free splicing products have low power, poor accuracy and short firing range, but thanks to the sophisticated mechanical structure, it has an extremely high rate of fire, and the excellent performance of the 12872 titanium alloy body also makes it extremely durable.

Looking at the information, Luo Yun also understood the positioning of the two guns in his hand, compared to the high-power multi-bullet and high range of another self-defense weapon, the revolver, these two submachine guns went to the other extreme.

Unrivalled ultra-high rate of fire.

With just one second of pulling the trigger, the high-capacity magazine of thirty-five rounds will be poured out in an instant, and the seventy-round frenzy will weave a web of death in an instant.

With the void ejection magazine function of the self-defense belt, and the thumb bolt next to the grip, it also doesn't take a second for him to complete the two-gun magazine change, and then spray out a dense network of bullets again.

Gently flicking the submachine gun in his hand, Luo Yun glanced at the panel.

[7.62mm pistol rounds: 49930 rounds]

"50,000 rounds of ammunition, very good and sufficient"

Looking at the full 50,000 rounds of ammunition, Luo Yun's heart was full of anticipation.

What could be cooler than to overwhelm the enemy with absolute firepower?

With the gun in his hand, Luo Yun exerted force on his toes, and the whole person rushed towards the north at high speed.

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The Ito Izumi squad is stationed.

Just after the half-hour break, Izumi Ito organized several detachment commanders to gather for a combat meeting.

Although the operation just now was successful, it was not something to be proud of.

There are two factors for their success, one is that they have surveyed this area, and the team has also trained in this area many times, so they know the terrain in detail. Second, they have an absolute advantage in strength, the enemy has four people and their two squads have ninety-eight people, and the opponent only has an inferior pistol, and the number and weapons are absolutely superior.

If he hadn't had the intention of training the team, the four people on the other side would have been captured alive.

But even with such a big advantage, this operation was still full of mistakes, and several times it almost allowed the enemy to escape from the encirclement, and if it weren't for the fact that the enemy didn't have decent weapons, maybe he could really have escaped.

Reviewing the details of the pursuit battle not long ago on the ground, looking at the escape route on the opposite side, Ito Izumi suddenly sighed.

"A very good commander"

Although there is a large time error in the encirclement because of the unskilled cooperation of his subordinate detachments, especially the inconvenience of communication at night, Ito Izumi thinks that he is a little inferior to the loophole caused by this time difference in such a hurry.

But no matter how elite the sense of experience is, it can't make up for the gap in strength.

It's just that it's a pity that such an elite warrior died here.

He shook his head with some pity in his heart.

Not long ago, he got the news that his former captain had been teased by the enemy for half an hour and finally surrounded and suppressed the enemy into a corner, and as long as the other party escaped from the mountains and forests, it would be certain death.

After pointing out the mistakes of several squad leaders, he solved the meeting and sent the squad leaders back to the teams.

Listening to the distant gunshots, he pulled out the pistol on his waist, loaded the bullet, and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

No matter how long a cat plays with a mouse, it will eventually eat the mouse.

However, at this moment, a different gunshot rang out.

"Zizizi··· The gunshots were short and intense.

"Organiser? What a dense firepower! Ito Izumi was taken aback, he could tell from the sound that there were only two gunshots, but such a dense gunfire could only be done by the (submachine gun) machine commander.

What happened? Does the other side have reinforcements?

"Assembled" and found that things had changed, and he hurriedly beckoned the team to rush to the gunshot.

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In the corner of the mountain forest.

The four of them squatted in a bush, panting, and one of them was holding his shoulder, dripping blood from his clutched hands.

Glancing at the approaching devil in the distance, and then looking back at the flat ground behind him, Brother Nuo sighed, he sat on the ground as if deflated, looking at the three people in front of him.

These three people are all good, more than six hours of continuous escape, no one is left behind, this perseverance alone is enough to become an excellent fighter, and they are all intellectuals, if they enter the team, they will definitely be able to play a greater role.

It's just that...

He sighed silently in his heart.

"Rest for a few minutes, and then everyone runs separately, try not to run in the same direction, if you can run away one by one, if you can escape, go to Yangmingbao to find someone named Zhou Guanguo"

When the remaining three heard this, their hearts were all sad, now that the moonlight is so bright, running out of such an open area, the little devil is definitely one shot, but at this time the devil has blocked them, and they have to run out of the mountains and forests.

"It's all my fault, if it weren't for the dog Wang Shan" Wang He hated in his heart, he couldn't wait to eat Wang Shan alive at this time, if it wasn't for Wang Shan's dog traitor informant, how could they be surrounded and hunted down by devils.

Brother Nuo looked at Wang He and blamed himself and didn't say anything, no matter how solid the team was, there was betrayal, after nearly ten years of war, he knew this very well in his heart.

"Run, run separately" A few minutes passed quickly, and Brother Nuo roared.

Not long after they ran out of the mountain forest, when the devil behind them stood and raised his gun to shoot, two dense tongues of fire suddenly burst out of the grass not far away, like two matches, and swept the devil behind him who was about to shoot.

"Zizizi..." At the same time, a dense burst of gunfire also came to their ears.