"There is also a gunner, but I don't know where he is, it stands to reason that he should also be near this gun, I must hurry up and fight quickly, try my luck to shoot through the wall, and see if I can blind snipe him to death."

Successfully getting a black gunner, Xing Xiaolong's mind was like electricity, and he made a decisive decision at the moment.

Through the exposed recoilless muzzle, the position of the remaining gunner was roughly predicted, and he began to blindly penetrate the surrounding wall in a continuous manner.

"Bang! Click~ Bang! Click......"

Aim to pre-emptively shoot, pull the bolt and load the bullet, and aim again to pre-emptively shoot.

Fast loop!

One by one, the .338 Lapumaglan sniper bullets, wrapped in an indestructible roar, with a sonic boom, left one after another on the wall, the size of a fist.

The splinters of the concrete walls, shattered by bullets, exploded into clouds of gray-white dust.

As more and more bullets hit the walls, the dust accumulation eventually turned into a large gray patch, and the two already tattered walls were completely enveloped.

And the appearance of this shocking scene adds up to less than 30 seconds.

Xing Xiaolong emptied two specially made magazines containing 10 rounds of .338 Lapumaglan and did not continue firing.

The walls of the house were already smashed, dusty, and the view was poor.

These 20 rounds of blind sniping through the wall, whether or not the last black gunner was sniped, Xing Xiaolong had no way to distinguish, let alone verify.

One can only hope that he has been killed!

The more than 100 smoke grenades that had been dropped before had almost dissipated by this time, and the range had been reduced by less than 15 meters.

Xing Xiaolong had to hurry up and leave.

Loading the remaining 10 rounds into the magazine, the AWM Villain backhanded it into his back and placing it back in the Equipment Slot of the player's dashboard in the CF Store.

The left and right waists are pulled outward, with an original Desert Eagle in his left hand and a Skin Sand Eagle in his right hand.

Xing Xiaolong, who was dual-wielding a large-caliber sand eagle, brought all the supplies again, and even the MG4 light machine gun went back to pick it up and rushed back into the smoke area.

These guns still need to be returned, otherwise they will lose money, but Xing Xiaolong remembers it clearly.

No way, it's too poor, and you have to live a bargain.

"Bang ......"

With the explosion of the 45-caliber sand eagle, almost all the government troops and rebel soldiers who had not yet come out of the smoke died in the hands of Xing Xiaolong.

Between this back and forth, Qin Xiaolong couldn't remember exactly how many people he had killed.

A few have more than a dozen!

Whether he would break the law after killing so many people, whether he would be able to return to China, and whether he would be arrested after returning to China, Xing Xiaolong couldn't think about it.

He just wants to get out of here now, as soon as possible.

Walking through the entire smoke area, from the far left to the far right side of the road, Xing Xiaolong threw 10 smoke bombs again.

It's like don't want money!

The last car left on the side of the road was the pickup truck without a heavy machine gun, and although the left rear wheel was shot and deflated, it did not affect the short distance.

However, the speed will definitely be much slower, which needs to be taken into account.

The government reinforcements occupying the roadside position, there are still more than a dozen soldiers left, and one of the tires of the car is out of gas, and it is obviously very unwise to drive without cover.

It's almost like looking for death!

Fortunately, Xing Xiaolong is not an ordinary person, and he still has two plug-ins on him, since there is no one else to cover, then he will make his own cover.

10 smoke grenades were purchased again, and the servicemen dropped them within a radius of more than a dozen meters of the car.

Anyway, when I singled out dozens of people before, I had already lost more than 100 smoke and popped out, and now I won't be heartbroken if I lose another 10.

As for the cf point that decreases sharply......

Surviving is the king, and the rest will be talked about later.

When the government soldiers saw the smoke rising again, they were afraid that it would be a trap like before, and everyone who entered it died in the smoke for no apparent reason.

Especially that, a horrific gunshot wound that can even be broken by the waist.

It's just scary.

Therefore, in the face of the smoke that appeared again, the government soldiers not only did not rush in as before, but instead swept away from the smoke with their guns.

It's a pity that this kind of blind strafing, and it is also distributed within a range of more than ten meters, has no effect at all.

Not to mention the last pickup truck, which only stopped when it hit the wall of the house on the right, not in the middle of the road, surrounded by walls and fenced houses, etc., and the bullets could not effectively cover it.

Relying on the thermal imaging night vision device in the smoke, Xing Xiaolong came to the car smoothly.

Drag the dead driver down, sit in the cab and quickly ignite the start, remove the gas mask and thermal imaging night vision goggles.

Hang a gear and a foot of soles to go down, with a cloud of white smoke rushed out of the village.

……

2nd retreat point!

Two converted pickup trucks have come out of the woods and are parked on the hard dirt road and waiting.

In addition to the three people who were still unconscious, the others, including the four conscious hostages, were all standing outside the car waiting, with different expressions on their faces.

"Captain, we've been waiting for 8 minutes, he hasn't shown up yet, isn't it already ......"

"Wait!"

The Tiger interrupted Trist's words and didn't say anything more, his eyes were cast in the direction of the Kaso village, sticking to the agreement between him and Xing Xiaolong.

Wait here for 10 minutes!

But in the last two minutes, a discordant voice appeared.

"What the hell are you waiting for, hurry up, wait until those crazy militants catch up, you guys won't be enough to stuff your teeth."

A white man in his 30s with black glasses and pointed monkey cheeks had panic written on his face, and his right hand was clutching a piece of hemostatic cloth and pressing it to the right side of his bloodstained head, his face full of anger and dissatisfaction.

This guy is a hostage who just woke up, and has been crying for his father and mother since he woke up.

If it weren't for the tigers and others, who looked fierce and vicious, it was estimated that this cargo would grab a pickup truck and run away first.

"No, we have to wait for someone because of him so that we can escape."

Artilisia Lotus Lagos said calmly, looking at the white young man's lilac eyes, revealing obvious contempt.

Compared with the image of a real man that Xing Xiaolong gave her, this guy in front of her is a complete villain.

"Waiting for someone? You're waiting for someone? I'm bleeding to death, I'm a hostage, you should take care of the hostages first, you should protect me first......"

Laugh at~

The black fox suddenly pulled out the dagger on the outside of his thigh and coldly resisted the shouting white youth.

Frightened, the self-righteous guy's pupils constricted, and the rest of the words were held back in his stomach, and he obediently closed the stinky mouth.

The righteous words of the last second, in this second, turned into a big coward.

This is the typical scum!

Artilicia Lotus Ragus and the other two hostages, who had come to their senses first, laughed with disdain when they saw that the man was so afraid of death.

The world is so big, there are always a few scumbags.

The black fox shut up impatiently, walked to Mongolia's side with some worry, and said, "Captain, do you want me to pick it up, you send someone away first." ”

"Count me in, that guy has an appetite for me, I need to make this friend." The bald head answered from the side.

"How can you two be enough, count me in, I don't like to owe favors to anyone, if the panda boy dies, I won't have a place to repay the favor."

As a bald-headed deputy sniper and computer expert, Trist, a black man with maverick long hair, is obviously also a man with a real temperament.

Of course, not all PMCs are so gentlemanly, and the other PMCs that didn't speak.

Obviously, there is not so much understanding of the reward of gratitude.

Trist, Black Fox and Bald Head asked for help at the same time, in fact, the fierce tiger as the captain also had this idea, after all, Xing Xiaolong had saved his life.

But he also promised Xing Xiaolong that as long as he lived, he would ensure Su Dayu's safety.

He couldn't take that risk!

Whether to go to the past or wait here, just when the tiger was entangled in his heart and didn't know how to choose, a raised "earth dragon" appeared above the road in the distance, and a pickup truck was clearly visible below.

Seeing the pickup truck driving over, the people of the tiger and the black fox all smiled.