Liu'er shouted when she fell to the ground, but the mother and daughter in front of her obviously didn't understand the meaning, or didn't have time to react. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

People living in Southeast Asia today, especially in areas closer to China, can generally understand Chinese.

Even if the mother and daughter understood, I am afraid they would not have time to react.

The young mother, who was sitting on a low bed and holding her naïve daughter, was cut off the next moment by a sweeping machine-gun bullet, and her daughter in her arms was not spared.

Liu'er raised her eyes and saw that her eyes suddenly turned red.

Liu'er, who had red circles under his eyes, only delayed for a moment, and then simply rolled under the low bed.

The low bed is only made of wood, and this height allows Liu'er to roll under the bed.

Dada

Puff puff -

Another volley of bullets swept by, this time clearly depressing the muzzle.

Bullets swept between the tables and chairs, and the simple tables and chairs instantly turned into a pile of parts, and the remaining bullets shot into the ground with a popping sound.

These are all medium-power machine gun bullets, don't look at Li Han and Liu'er are wearing body armor, even if they wear two of the world's most advanced body armor, they are hit by machine guns at such a distance of less than 50 meters - even if they are hit by a bullet, it is a fluke that they don't die, and even if they recover, there will definitely be some problems in their bodies.

Hanlin and Liu'er's reaction was not unpleasant, and the hard training and tactical actions on weekdays were finally not in vain.

Of course, what is more important is their own ability to adapt beyond ordinary people.

。。。。

On the street, when the two machine guns began to fire, Ma Yajun and Liu'er knew that something was wrong.

The thin tongue of fire directly penetrated the layers of wooden houses to attack indiscriminately, and Ma Yajun and the Divine Stick immediately flashed towards the left and right sides of the street.

Before they could react, four or five men rushed out with AK-47 rifles under the cover of machine gunners.

Click-and-click--

Dada

The sound of AK-47 firing and machine gun fire are intertwined into a music of death.

Dozens of people were killed in such indiscriminate attacks, most of them the 'tools' of the Golden Triangle, who were still in the house and had no idea what was going on outside.

These people in the Golden Triangle listened to the fierce gunfire outside, and in the trembling of the machine-gun bullets, they were killed by a humility and cheapness.

No one weeps over their deaths, let alone rejoices, because their deaths are not in the sight of all.

Whether it is the Chinese Special Forces, or the Rose Organization or the Rose Mercenary Group, or the drug dealers in the Golden Triangle region.

Whoever is on the three sides of the war does not care about the loss of these cheap lives around them, just like consumables - no more, just another batch.

Even the Burmese government does not recognize these people as its own residents – they are 'free' people who belong to the Golden Triangle.

Ma Yajun and the god stick prostrate on the ground, dodging round after round of strafing.

It is also a pity that there is still a lot of time before dawn, and there is only a ray of light on the horizon, and it will be about a quarter of an hour before the sky clears.

The members of these mercenary groups that suddenly appeared are all 'on the knife', they are used to the life of licking blood from the knife, the gun does not leave their hands, and the most able thing to bring them a sense of security is the cold steel gun in their hands.

Without night vision devices, they relied on indiscriminate attacks and successfully suppressed the firepower of the base team.

However, after dodging the first wave of blows, Ma Yajun and Shengu were finally able to catch their breath.

The courage of these mercenaries is commendable, but they forget that this is a very world, and that the courage to not fear death alone cannot determine everything.

Ma Yajun raised his eyes and looked at the magic stick, and the god stick also happened to look at Ma Yajun, both of whom held grenades in their hands.

Pulling off the pull ring, Ma Yajun half-crouched and threw the grenade into the street.

The same is true of the Divine Stick.

Ma Yajun and Shen Stick were able to take advantage of the gap to fight back, while Li Han and Liu'er were trapped and killed in the house, and the sound of machine guns outside was non-stop for a moment, and they would be at risk of death at any time.

The limitations of space and distance left them with little choice, and the unknown of the situation outside the house made them dare not rush out.

And, most importantly, they believe in their comrades out there!

Two objects suddenly fell from the not-so-bright night sky, one in the middle of the street, and the other just in the far distance of the machine gunner.

Boom -

Boom -

Before the mercenaries could react, two grenades unleashed their power.

Countless shrapnel scattered in all directions, and the surrounding wooden houses could not effectively organize the penetration of shrapnel, and all the gunfire seemed to disappear for a moment.

But immediately after, it was the counterattack that Ma Yajun and the god stick had already prepared!

Bang bang -

The two of them could see clearly through the vision of the night vision device, and there were a few people falling down on the street in front of them, and a few were wailing!

Without hesitation, the rifles in the hands of Ma Yajun and Shenba let out an angry roar, and it was a sweep at those people.

Soon the whole street became silent after a shuttle.

There is nothing that two grenades can't solve, and if there is, then another shuttle rifle sweep is good.

Chirping~~~

What is this sound?

Just as they were guarding the surroundings after changing ammunition, a 'squeak' sound rang out all around.

Ma Yajun and the Divine Stick were vigilant about the movement around them, but the 'squeak' sound was faint in all directions, and it was impossible to determine where it came from.

Until-

Boom -

Bang ~~

Many of the surrounding houses collapsed, and the wooden houses made unbearable 'squeaks' and collapsed one after another.

Hanlin and Liu'er were still in the house and did not come out, and the house they were in was not favored by the goddess of luck and collapsed.

Fortunately, one of the two had a white-robed man as a cushion, and the other was just under the bed, with something on his body to relieve the pressure.

In addition, the houses here are all improvised or patchwork, and after two machine guns and several AK47s swept back and forth, these houses are already on the verge of collapse.

There was a squeaky overwhelming sound, and it eventually collapsed.

Ma Yajun and the Divine Stick had already dodged out, hiding behind the ruins of a pile of houses.

"Hanlin?! Six?! ”

Ma Yajun tried to contact Li Han and Liu'er, who were buried under the rubble.

For a long time, no one answered in the communicator...

The Divine Stick was on guard in silence, he didn't want to think about the bad things.

(To be continued.) )