"Captain!"

A mercenary who was following Lamia, after seeing his regiment commander being shot and falling, immediately screamed and pounced, put down his weapon, and held Lamia with both hands, trying to move behind the cover.

"Mike, the regimental commander is injured!"

"Roger!"

Yu Zhiqian turned around and shot in an instant just now, this time the bullet did not have any error, and hit the body of the guy who had been chasing him, but Yu Zhiqian did not dare to guarantee that this guy was dead, after all, modern mercenaries basically have a body armor in their hands.

As for why not a headshot? Yu Zhiqian just wants to say, you may have seen a lot, as I said in detail earlier, except in film and television dramas, in order to pursue visual effects, basically no sniper will choose the head as the target, and the effect of a sniper rifle hitting the torso is not much different from hitting the head.

After Yu Zhiqian knocked Lamiya down, he immediately squatted down and continued to transfer, that damn sniper hadn't been killed yet, as long as he was on the field, it would be a threat to Yu Zhiqian and the rest.

The contact battle around the truck has entered a white-hot stage, the distance between the two sides is less than 50 meters, close to 30 meters of fierce fire, Liu Wenlong and others rely on the truck as a barrier, constantly counterattack.

"Grenade!"

Liu Wenlong shouted, dragged his injured left leg, and hid hard behind the truck, after the explosion ended, the mercenary on the opposite side once again advanced a little distance, and at this time, with the cooperation of John and Pete, the two mercenaries had already been killed, and the pressure in front of them was a little less.

"Pete, you throw a smoke bomb to the left, and I go around to their side from the right!"

John said loudly to Pete while pressing the bullets, the six magazines they carried with them had been exhausted, this is the real battlefield, basically a magazine can hit a person is considered a good marksmanship, hundreds of bullets to kill an enemy soldier, it is a great advantage.

"I'll give you a magazine, I'm ready!" Pete handed over his two remaining magazines and grabbed a handful of bullets and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Okay, get ready!"

Here Pete had already taken out a smoke bomb, pulled out the safe, waited for a second, and threw it directly towards the gap between the two trucks on the left, a puff of smoke slowly rose, and John took a few steps back, entered the more dense wasteland, bent over, and quickly ran to the right.

When the smoke rose, the people in the mercenaries were really attracted to attention, and a fire support hand fired at the smoke, while a mercenary next to him took out a grenade.

Pull out the safety and throw it directly at the location of the smoke, and now there is no time to pay attention to the train, as long as there is no problem with the goods, of course, they can also blow up the truck directly, anyway, their task is to destroy the truck, not rob the truck.

The reason why Lamia wants to keep the truck is because he wants to grab this batch of goods and sell them, after all, the goods specially transported from South Africa should not be of low value, and I heard that it is still something that is in short supply in Namibia.

John quickly scurried through the grass, ran a few dozen meters, looked around, made sure that no one noticed him, and focused his eyes on the dirt road in the middle, surrounded by wild grass, but the dirt road was not, as long as you passed through the dirt road, you could detour the flank of this group of people.

Gao Yang was at the junction of the truck compartment and the front of the car at this time, constantly suppressing the fire on a mercenary, with a shrapnel inserted in his body, and his arm was injured, but he still did not give up the fight.

"Grenade, I need a grenade!"

Gao Yang roared, Chen Feng beside him took out a grenade and threw it over, and looked at Han Cheng at the same time: "I'm running out of bullets, which of you still has bullets!" ”

"I still have three magazines!"

"Give me one!"

"Pick it up!"

"I don't have enough bullets here!"

After continuous exchanges, Liu Wenlong and the others found that after more than ten minutes of high-intensity fighting, the one base ammunition they carried was about to run out.

Modern automatic rifles, if you are not careful, the bullets of one magazine will be empty in more than ten seconds, and the ammunition of one base number of 200 rifle bullets is converted into 7 magazines.

"What to do!"

Running out of bullets is a nightmare for any soldier, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, you can't let them use a rifle to fight hand-to-hand, hand-to-hand fight Liu Wenlong and others are not afraid, but the enemy has bullets.

"Don't panic, don't panic, they don't have much ammunition, let's save a little, now it's up to who can't hold on!"

"Roger!"

The silver hand mercenary group on the other side is also in a predicament, they don't have much ammunition, the two sides are fighting very fiercely, and they don't notice the consumption of ammunition at all, and now basically everyone has less than two magazines, and some people are already the last.

"Harrison, go get some ammo!" This mercenary group still has reserves, but the vehicle is parked about a kilometer away from here, and it needs to be transported on the spot.

"Roger!"

The mercenary named Harrison immediately half-squatted, using the cover of the grass, trying to slowly retreat to the back, and after retreating more than ten meters, he slowly turned around, and then accelerated his pace.

But he didn't notice that at the edge of the third van and the link between the front compartment and the front of the car, there was a man standing with an SSG300 sniper rifle, looking for a worthy target, and saw Harrison sneaking backwards.

"Bang!"

The moment Han Cheng pulled the trigger, he immediately retracted his body, and this gunshot was very abrupt on the battlefield that had become calm, and the unique sound of the sniper rifle made everyone's hearts tighten, not knowing who the target was.

Harrison also heard the gunshots, but at the same time felt a sharp pain in his body, and then he felt as if his internal organs were torn apart, and he even saw the blood gushing out of his body.

Harrison himself has hit many people with a gun, has been a mercenary for more than ten years, and is used to seeing life and death, but he is lucky that he has never been shot, and at this moment, there is only one thought in his mind that this is what it feels like to be shot.

At the same time as this thought arose, Harrison's consciousness also dissipated, his body slammed to the ground, and there was a large broken wound on his chest, this is the power of a sniper rifle, after a normal person is shot in the torso, he can be directly declared dead.