Chapter 11: Deadend
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Muhammad's face changed suddenly, he glared at his feet, pounced, pressed the other party's neck and covered his mouth, and dragged him backwards as if he were pulling an onion on dry land, the militant continued to struggle violently, trembling his hands, and touched AK47 not far away, his pupils were extremely frightened, and he was about to touch his fingertips, and in an instant, his life was broken.
He hurriedly got up, lifted the M24 on one knee, and through the M3 telescopic scope, he noticed the chatter of people inside the factory, obviously hearing a warning.
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Gao Jun, who was hiding in the corner of the door, heard the exclamation, and instantly felt a chill in his heart, and his mind protruded: "End the mission." β
But this idea was only a flash of thought, and he decided immediately.
Storm!
"Muhammad occupies the high point, Ludwig strikes on the right, this is the order!" Gao Jun roared, quickly collapsed at the big lock of the iron door, gathered strength, kicked the door open, quickly straightened forward, and formed a single arrow formation with the two people behind.
Consciously assume the responsibility of the firepower point.
Gao Jun's nerves collapsed very nervously, and a black shadow flashed in the afterglow of his right eye, twisting his waist, shooting in a short spot, and a figure fell down on the low bungalow, and he was thrown heavily on the ground, not knowing life or death.
"Keep going!" Gao Jun continued.
Dense gunfire came from Ludwig's direction, which was a little calm, but Gao Jun's heart was ominous.
He turned the muzzle of his gun and found that several figures from the left were about to circle behind them, but due to the obstruction of his vision, Gao Jun was just confused.
Gao Jun grabbed the butt of the gun with his backhand, took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger with the shooter's intuition.
"Whew!"
The bullet obviously penetrated the other party, and the person who was shot immediately threw himself on the ground, and just when he was taken behind the wall by his comrades, Gao Jun immediately made up another shot, completely dumbing the person to death.
"Surround them, kill them!"
Gao Jun's shooting made the enemy who planned to outflank realize that they were no longer safe, so the rest of the people dropped the corpse very bare and retreated to the next occupancy point, they were just a group of stragglers, unable to organize powerful firepower, Gao Jun finally bit the tail, how could he let go, clinging tightly, unconsciously, deep into the belly of the factory.
"High! We had been with Luther's presentation for too long to get in touch. β
One of the people behind him worried, "Do we need to wait for them?" β
Gao Jun was startled, turned his head and swept around, surrounded by containers that had been piled up, his right eyebrow jumped, and his heart palpitated and shouted: "Quickly retreat!" β
But at this time, it was obviously too late, and no less than ten militants came out of the container and fired at the three of them with impunity.
Gao Jun's scalp was numb, but the muscles of his body reacted, rolled on the spot in embarrassment, hid in a container, lay on the ground and pressed his head, dodging the line of fire, just glanced at the other two, who had been shot several times.
"Damn! Shaded! β
Gao Jun regretted it very much in his heart, he was too blind, and he was seized by this gang of miscellaneous fish.
But after all, no gun can be designed without interruption, not even the AK47, which is called "the greatest gun of the 20th century"!
Although the AK47 assault rifle is recognized as a good gun and is the brightest star of the 20th century rifle ranks, it has many shortcomings, in terms of performance, it also has many shortcomings, such as the small barrel entanglement, the poor shape of the M43 bullet, the over-stability of the bullet when the bullet hits the target, and the damage effect is not ideal.
Due to the serious muzzle jump during automatic shooting, the bottom of the receiver when hitting the rear seat of the bolt frame, the short barrel leads to a short aiming baseline, and the design of the sight is not ideal, etc., which affects the shooting accuracy, and accurate shooting cannot be guaranteed beyond 300 meters, and the accuracy of continuous fire is lower, and the AK-47 throws the shell very far, nearly 2 meters, which is easy to expose the shooter's position in actual combat!
In Iraq or other war-torn places, what the militants like most is that it is extremely convenient to replenish ammunition, and unlike the rest of the guns, which have high environmental requirements, AK47 is a hob meat, even in the desert terrain, it will not explode because a fool is stuck in the barrel of the gun!
Cheap, affordable... There are no eggs 300 meters away!
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Gao Jun was lying on the ground, and he could clearly hear the footsteps, stepping on it very softly and quickly.
He fumbled and took out a melon from his trouser pocket, pulled off the safe, knelt up and slowly moved back, calculating the time in his heart, the time of 4~5 seconds of the incendiary fuse is enough for an adult man to walk close to twelve meters!
When Gao Jun heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, he didn't hesitate at all, and skillfully rolled the melon grenade to the ground.
I am protecting the important parts, and after rolling back, I stand up and jump forward quickly.
The melon grenade had many grooves on its exterior, which naturally formed an effective friction force, and it just stuck in the side door of the container, rolling directly in front of several militants.
βNOοΌ Allah save me..."
"Boom!"
The killing radius of a 2.2-ounce melon grenade is 7~10m, which is enough to kill a bull!
What's more, the human body is so fragile in defense?
For a while, the smell of gunpowder stood out, and the groans of falling to the ground came and went.
"Help... Help me! Bradbury save me! β
"I don't want to go to Allah, I want to go back to Moore, don't kill me!"
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Gao Jun cowered in a dark corner, listening to the wailing prayers or begs for mercy of the militants, and his heart was full of affection, but he did a good job of suppressing kindness.
This is the battlefield!
When they take up arms, it is not the pitiful refugees, but the militants, the enemies! is enough to kill your being.
Only by killing them can we at least survive.
Gao Jun didn't shoot the wounded, he was besieging the city to help, roughly calculated, at least there were nearly three or four people nesting in a corner, ready to shoot cold, if he didn't come out, he was helpless.
Three people PK ten people, and if they can live alone, they are already smoking from the ancestral tomb.
It is impossible for any elite soldier to make up for the gap in numbers.
Gao Jun could only wait, and after Ludwig and the others resolved the battle on the other side, they could rush to his aid.
"Zizi..."
A very slight sound of fire alarmed Gao Jun, the tip of his nose itched, wrinkled slightly, and a pungent smell instantly rushed to his brain.
"What does it smell like? Ahem..."
Gao Jun was stunned and lowered his head, there was a vast white patch in front of him, and the visibility was only one meter.
"Smoke bombs! This gang of turtle sons play this trick? β
He always felt panicked in his heart, and the premonition that he had saved him several times suddenly rose up.
Gao Jun was still a little superstitious, as soon as he felt that something was wrong, he ran away, without hesitation at all, just ran out of the box five or six meters, the original position behind him exploded, and a strong air wave rushed him out.
The bones in his body seemed to fall apart, a piece of blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes, his head was muddy, and he tried to get up, and his confused ears could hear the shouts of militants coming from all directions.
"Could it be... Am I going to die here today? β
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