At this time, there was already chaos on the road, seeing that the two gangs of people took out their long and short weapons and exchanged fire on the road, the drivers and passengers who were hiding in the car were all frightened, and they did not dare to get out of the car and run away, for fear that they would be killed by stray bullets.

If you have a calming point, hide in the car and start calling the police. The panicked one was holding his head and shrunk in his seat, shivering.

Others use the car as a shelter and simply don't come out. These people probably think that the bullets can't get in when they hide in the car, but in fact, they are all misled by film and television works, hiding in the car to prevent pistol bullets is still a bit possible, the anti-assault rifle is simply a fantasy, a shuttle assault rifle bullet hits, and the thin iron sheet of the car can't stop it, and it definitely shoots through.

When the iron-blooded mercenaries got out of the car, they saw that the road had begun to be congested, and in order to avoid hurting the innocent, the mercenaries shot at the militants behind them and loudly dispersed the people in the car to get out of the car.

It's a pity that the guys in their hands are all pistols, which are much inferior to assault rifles in terms of power and rate of fire.

And these JELAs are not a rabble that only closes their eyes and pulls the trigger. Both marksmanship and tactical movements are also excellent, while doing dexterous dodge actions while shooting, the iron-blooded mercenaries suppressed by powerful firepower can only hide in the front of the car or lie on the ground, and the pistol in their hands suddenly loses its accuracy.

Seeing that all his personnel had gotten out of the car, the ghost immediately ran to the door, and the armed personnel carrying the RPG in the car behind saw that the opponent's suppressive fire was weakened, and immediately showed their heads from the skylight, only to see the RPG tail flame flash, and a rocket had been fired into the bus.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the whole person jumped out of the car door directly, and the person did not forget to remind everyone to lie down in the air! Before the words fell, a loud "boom" was heard. The inside of the bus was full of flames, and the window glass and iron sheets were splashed in all directions.

Ghost's eyes fell to the ground heavily, only to feel the buzzing in his ears, as if he was in the middle of a heavy metal percussion band, and he couldn't hear anything! A wave of heat rushed through his back, and a hot pain hit him, and I don't know what it was on my back.

I didn't dare to move at the moment, only clinging to the ground, I wanted to tear a crack in the asphalt and drill into it, and secretly scolded in my heart, "Fake! I didn't expect the retaliation of these National Liberation Army to come so quickly, now it's a gutter capsizing! ”

Ghost Eye's loud roar still had an effect on his brothers. Most of them are either hiding behind cars on the road or lying on the ground. The debris from the explosion did not hurt any of the Predators.

However, the reckless Kuznetsov did not have a wealth of combat experience, and after hearing the ghost eye's reminder of lying down, he did not take it seriously, but still ran straight to the back of the captain's vehicle where they were hiding, wanting to fight back with them.

As soon as the rocket exploded, he was directly overturned by the flying glass shards, and his back was blurred with flesh and blood for a moment.

The Hellfire was covered by the shields that several bodyguards had turned into bulletproof briefcases, and only a "crackling" sound could be heard, and shards of glass and some small iron sheets fell to the ground one after another on the shield, but he was unharmed.

Cook hid behind bodyguards and was also unharmed. Seeing that his son was overturned by the air wave, Hellfire hurriedly ordered his bodyguards to go to the rescue.

The captain saw that the ghost eye was lying on the ground, and the flesh and blood on his back were blurred, so he hurriedly shouted: "Ghost eye, where is the injury?" Is it serious? ”

But the ghost eye can't hear anything clearly at this time, how can he answer! The military doctor in the team, Pharaoh, was silent when he saw the ghost eye, and his heart was very anxious, and without waiting for the captain's order, the cat rushed towards the ghost eye, ran to him, grabbed the ghost eye, and ran to the side of the road with him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain exclaimed: "Damn it! Kill that RPG, Black Knight, and kill him for me! Others cover shooting! ”

The captain can't help it, now the big guys are all suppressed on the road, and the people who are pressed by those assault rifles alone can't raise their heads.

If the other party randomly comes with another rocket, it will definitely have to be put in a few. The Black Samurai is a substitute sniper, and his marksmanship and skills are the best choice, so the captain has to give him this task at a critical moment.

Li Qingcang heard the captain's order. Immediately using the car on the highway as a cover, the cat rushed forward, and after a while, he rushed to the back of a sedan close to the National Liberation Army, but there were still three passengers in the car who did not get out of it.

In order to avoid harming the innocent, Li Qingcang did not act rashly, and cautiously poked his head out of the front of the car to observe, only to see that there were four armed men in front of the side of the car who were unscrupulously holding various assault rifles and shooting fiercely at the captain and them. The guy with the RPG was standing in the sunroof of the van loading a second rocket.

Li Qingcang secretly knocked on the window of the car, and gestured to the three people in the car to get out of the car quickly, and several people in the car hurriedly acted when they saw it.

The middle-aged man in the driver's seat was probably too nervous, and he directly opened the door on the other side of the driver's seat, exposing himself to the noses of the militants.

Since the people on the bus were all in civilian clothes, these armed men were also a bit of a soldier.

As soon as he saw a middle-aged man rushing out from under his nose, he subconsciously pointed the gun in his hand in the direction of the man and began to shoot.

The man was probably a father, wisps of blood appeared on his body, his body trembled like a swing, and he looked back at his wife and children in the back seat who suffered the same fate, his eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness, and he slowly collapsed against the car door and passed away.

The mother held the child tightly in her arms, with her back to the direction of the bullet, and wanted to use her body to resist the bullet for the child in her arms, but at a distance of about ten meters, the powerful fire of the assault rifle, the weak defense of the car could not resist at all, and the car was full of bullet holes.

Li Qingcang hid in the front of the car, the engine inside could block the shot of the bullet, and he heard a few miserable cries of women and children in the car, and after a while, there was no sound, and the people in the car seemed to be absolutely immune.

I couldn't help but "buzz" in my head, thinking that if he hadn't told them to come down, the family of three in this car might not have died.

But the rain of bullets over his head and the rigorous training he received told him that now was not the time to be impulsive. Li Qingcang forcibly suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, and after silently saying sorry in his heart, he waited until all the comrades-in-arms behind him began to raise their guns and shoot wildly, and the firepower of the opposing personnel weakened.

Like a cheetah pounced forward, when the body was still in mid-air, he reached out to shoot at the guy carrying the RPG, "Woo hoo" two gunshots, at a critical time, the combination of tempered marksmanship and far beyond ordinary people, the armed man who fired the rocket, two blood flowers appeared on his head and chest, and collapsed into the sunroof of the commercial vehicle like a ball of mud.

The shoulder-mounted RPG was stuck on the sunroof of the car, and at the same time, Li Qingcang's body also drew an arc in the air, and after landing, it rolled forward smoothly and hid behind the front of a sedan in front.

At the same time, he yelled at the passengers in the car: "Get off from me, get ...... quickly", and while yelling, he stood up and shot fiercely at the militants in front of him, and the innocent passengers in the car immediately opened the door on his side and rushed out of the car, hugging his head and running towards the back.

Li Qingcang hurriedly grabbed the P229 in his hand, covering the innocent passengers who ran out of the car, and the 12 rounds in the magazine were exhausted in a moment. Everyone came out this time to eat, drink and have fun, and they didn't bring any spare magazines.

After Li Qingcang took the lead in finishing the bullets in the pistol, the pistols of the comrades behind him also fell silent.

The power of the pistol was too weak, and those militants squatted in the back of the car, and they were fine, and the bullets couldn't penetrate the carriage at all, so the round of rapid fire from this group of masters of the iron-blooded mercenary group, except for Li Qingcang who killed a bazooka, did not kill a single militant.

As soon as the iron-blooded mercenaries saw that Li Qingcang had killed the guy carrying the RPG, they all rushed out from behind the car, ready to rush into the building on the side of the road.

These well-known figures knew that hiding behind these cars on the highway could not prevent the strafing of those assault rifles and the bombing of bazookas.

But as soon as he showed his head, he was forced back by the fire from the opposite side, and the pistol in his hand did not have a few bullets, so he couldn't suppress the opponent's firepower. Now there are three cars lined up next to the bus, which can block each other's bullets for the time being, and if these guys attack from other directions, the big guys can only use their pistols to shoot at these guys face to face at a distance of dozens of meters.

The captain crouched down and pointed to a small two-story building with huge jeweled billboards on the side of the road and shouted, "Everyone save some bullets, bring me the wounded, and give them all to that building, Cook, you quickly contact the pilot of the helicopter and ask him to come and support us in the helicopter equipped with a cannon, damn!" I'm still careless, these anti-government forces are indeed arrogant, and they dare to do this in the middle of the day in the downtown area, but I want to see if they can stop the helicopter gunships! ”

As soon as the iron-blooded mercenaries heard this, they immediately carried out the order. Pharaoh had a ghost eye on his back, a bodyguard carried Kuznetsov on his back, and Cook took out his satellite phone and started dialing. The remaining bodyguards were just about to rush around the hellfire. Hellfire was furious, "Don't fucking protect me now, damn it!" Hold your shields and escort everyone first. ”

When the bodyguards heard that it was their duty to protect their employers, but now that the employers wanted them to cover others, they were embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

The captain walked over with a cat, took a bulletproof briefcase into a shield and looked at it and said: "This thing is not a whole, the bulletproof steel plate is not too thick, the bullets of the assault rifle can't prevent a few shots, the firepower on the opposite side is very fierce, and you can't stop it with these shields, so let's do it!" Mr. Hellfire, I have a solution, and maybe it will work. ”

Hellfire didn't know that this briefcase shield couldn't block a few shots, but this sudden siege, if it weren't for this group of mercenaries, his number of people would have been wiped out long ago. This group of mercenaries are all masters, and they can survive under such powerful firepower with a few pistols in a hurry, so they ask their subordinates not to patronize and protect themselves.

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