"Hey man, it's time for us to retreat."

Xing Feng patted the sub-machine gunner, who had just woken up from being pinched and was still in a state of confusion, and asked him to wake up on the spot first, then reflexively returned to Dao Weikao's side, and after checking his injuries as a whole, he woke him up in the same way.

Then, he went to the front of the cabin and the doors on both sides, took a quick look at the situation outside, and said: "Now all the Somalis in the city are gathering here, we must evacuate immediately, the first team has arrived from the northwest, we can go and meet them." ”

"A few of you are ready to leave with the wounded, I'll cover you later, hurry up, we don't have much time left."

The crew of Super 61 was unclear about the situation outside, and the communication equipment on board was also damaged.

"Bang~"

The sniper in Delta took out a militiaman who was screaming and rushing towards him, and shouted to the observer who had already finished bandaging, "The city center is a stronghold for the militiamen, and we must do as he says, Kleist, you and Jack carry Moore on a stretcher." ”

"Jack, are you okay? I need your help. Kleist removed a folding stretcher from the bulkhead and shouted to the co-heavy who had been awakened by the wind as he assembled it.

"Okay, I'll come over here." Jack had already relieved himself at this time, and after listening to the conversation between Xingfeng and the others, it was probably clear what kind of situation they were currently in.

Waiting for Jack and Kleist to put the injured co-pilot Mohr on the assembled manpower stretcher, Sniper Achill picked up the M16A2 rifle configured by the co-pilot, handed the M14 in his hand to Xingfeng, and said, "Hey, man, I think you need it more than I do." ”

If a group of people want to rush out of the helicopter, they will inevitably be hit by a lot of firepower, and Achill, who took the initiative to take on the task of opening the way, is obviously not suitable for the use of the M14 rifle with high accuracy and high range, and with a reflex scope, but the gun body is too long and the rate of fire is not good.

On the other hand, the punishment style responsible for the post-detention is just right!

"I think so too."

Xingfeng put the M733 rifle in his hand, which only had mechanical aiming, behind him, took Archer's MI4 rifle, adjusted the fast and slow machine to single shot, and shouted: "Guys, it's almost time, it's time for us to go." ”

Hearing Torture Wind's shout, Jack and Cletters lifted the stretcher, and the machine gunners Humphrey and Achill, as well as Wickau, who had received a minor leg injury, all took out new magazines and knocked them on their helmets a few times to reduce the subsequent jamming of the ammunition feed.

When everyone replaced the new magazines, Xingfeng began to assign tasks: "Achill, you go out first to attract firepower, Humphrey and Wikau you are the second batch, you are responsible for protecting the stretcher, and I will cover you in the back, OK?" ”

"OK, no problem!" The three nodded in understanding.

"Alright, let's go."

Hearing the order to act, Achill rushed out of the cabin first, shooting the Aideed militia standing on the road with a large spike, and running towards the building northwest of the intersection.

"Da, da, da......"

The Somali militia gathered at the intersection saw that someone in the cabin had run out, and immediately shifted the target of shooting, and the gunfire rang out.

It's a pity that the gunshots are heard intensively, but the accuracy is not good!

Seeing through the hatch that Achill had successfully attracted firepower, the second group of Humphrey and Wykau rushed out of the cabin covering the stretcher, and ran towards the building where Achill was located, who had entered the building and began to fight back.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Xingfeng, who finally got out of the cabin, did not leave the helicopter immediately, but used the helicopter as a cover, set up his gun on the semi-rotor on the spot, and sniped at the Somali militia around him.

Although there are nearly 100 Somalis who have arrived at the junction so far, there are very few militiamen with guns, less than 20 people, and the marksmanship is really poor, so it cannot form an effective fire network.

The stretcher, which moved more slowly, was protected by Humphrey and Wykau, the cover fire behind the Temple of Torture, and Achill, who took advantage of the terrain to continuously send out accurate suppressive shots, did not have any accidents.

Soon it was smooth to pass through the empty and dangerous area from the center of the intersection to the side of the street!

After the group entered the building, except for the seriously injured co-pilot, everyone else used the building as a cover, and turned to fight back against Aideed's militia, and began to cover the dangerous area where the helicopter was withdrawn from the palace.

Suddenly, on the main street west of the intersection, the first large group of Aideed militia appeared, two of whom were still carrying RPG canisters.

The leader saw that Xing Feng and the others were about to run away, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up and run over, you can't let them leave from here." ”。

Seeing the first large group of Somalis gathered rushed to the crash site, and the crew of Super 61 has now been fully evacuated, completing the rescue work, killing a militiaman hiding behind the car with a headshot.

Ignoring the severe pain in his right leg, he quickly ran towards the side of the road!

"Be careful, RPG-"

Just as Xingfeng was about to leave the intersection, Archill suddenly opened his voice and shouted at him as a warning.

However, it is too late to circumvent the penalty!

The RPG flew over with his wake in his bearing, brushed his side, and got headlong into the wrecked car on the side of the street less than 5 meters away from him.

"Boom~"

A violent explosion sounded, fragments of fire scattered and rushed in all directions, and the shock wave spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang~"

It was as if he had been hit by a car, and in the end, he didn't have to walk this way, he turned into a trapeze man, and smashed into the building like a dead fish.

Seeing Xingfeng being knocked away by the RPG, Archiel's pupils suddenly constricted, and he hurriedly ran over to pull him into cover, and while checking Xingfeng's body, he shouted: "Hey, hey, buddy, wake up, wake up, are you okay, Kleist, take out the medical kit." ”

"Hum—"

Dizzy, his chest was dull, and his ears were buzzing sharply, he couldn't hear what Achill was saying at all, he only felt the pain of the backup fire, and the whole world was spinning.

After a few seconds of planting!

"Poof~"

It was unbearable to feel like he was about to die, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

And just after this mouthful of blood was spit out, the uncomfortable feeling on the body suddenly began to disappear rapidly, and the once familiar sense of power began to gradually return.

Obviously, this is the system's energy harvesting program that is taking effect!

After being hit by a rocket, the lost energy began to recover, and this feeling of pain and happiness made Xing Feng not know whether to laugh or cry.