Going around to the rear of the mercenary group, Qin Fei saw a tragic scene.

In less than a minute, the outflanking battle had come to an end.

Most of the ten rebels in charge of outflanking were killed and wounded, and the two sides were too close, so they rushed to the rear of the position in an instant, and then were swept down by two mercenaries who turned their guns, but the mercenaries ran out of bullets in the automatic rifle magazine and didn't even have time to replace them, and directly pulled out their pistols and fired.

At a distance of less than ten meters, the rebels' already terrible marksmanship finally came into play, and their blind strafing with almost no aim finally caused the blind cat to crash into the dead mouse, and one of the two mercenaries in charge of guarding the rear of the position was shot and fell to the ground, and the other was also wearing a color on his shoulder, crawling to the ground in pain, but with a pistol in his hand, he knocked down a rebel who rushed to the front of the position less than two meters away.

Click-

Pistol jamming.

The mercenary with the paint on his shoulders suddenly showed a look of despair in his eyes.

The last two rebels raised their guns and were about to sweep the mercenaries into a hornet's nest.

Woohoo –

With two crisp gunshots, the two rebels who had just raised their guns fell to the ground.

The mercenary looked at his pistol in surprise and then looked ahead in surprise.

In the darkness, Qin Fei shouted to him in English: "I'm not a rebel, don't shoot at me." ”

"Thank you!" The mercenary is not a fool, it is clear that this man has just saved his life.

All of them –

AS SOON AS HE FINISHED SPEAKING, A 12.7MM HEAVY MACHINE GUN BULLET HIT THE MERCENARY'S CHEST, AND BLOOD AND MINCED FLESH SPLATTERED ALL OVER THE GROUND.

"Locke!" The mercenary who guarded the front let out a scream and turned back to drag Locke's body into the ditch.

Qin Fei's heart sank.

War is so merciless, a bullet can end everything.

All of them –

The armed pickup truck, armed with a 12.7-caliber heavy machine gun, saw the moment and drove the car with the remaining dozen rebels and began to attack.

Qin Fei hurriedly lay on the ground, crawled to the side of the ditch like a snake, turned over and rolled in.

Of the four mercenaries, only one was unscathed, one was wounded, and two were killed.

In terms of frontal fire, only one unwounded mercenary was still trying to support, but it didn't play a big role, and he was so pressed by the machine gun on the opposite side that he couldn't lift his gun to shoot.

The wounded mercenary had red eyes, and he didn't care that he had been shot, so he took off the tactical vest of the mercenary named Locke who had just been shot, cut his camouflage uniform with scissors, poured all the fast-acting hemostatic powder, and tore a piece of chest sealing iron, sticking to it, but the 12.7 caliber bullet hit the chest, and the transparent hole was like a large sea bowl, and almost half of his chest was torn......

Qin Fei tugged at his arm and said in a deep voice: "It's useless, he's already dead, save some medicine......"

There is only one first-aid kit per person, and if you use it, it will be gone, and the battle will continue, intellectually, it is more useful to leave it for the living than for the dead.

"Oh! No, no, no! "The wounded soldier still refuses to spare," who said he was dead! He's not dead! He's still saved! ”

Looking at the almost crazy roar of this mercenary, Qin Fei knew that his friendship with the dead Locke must be very behind, maybe it was a teammate or partner for many years, and no matter how much he persuaded him, it would not be useful.

At this time, the one who needed his help the most was the mercenary who had not been injured, and this person's tactical literacy made Qin Fei secretly praise that under such a dense offensive, he could still stay calm, hide when he should dodge, and when the sound of the machine gun stopped slightly, he immediately raised his gun and fired back, and he could actually knock down one or two people.

Qin Fei cautiously showed his eyes and forgot that the armed pickup truck had already reached a distance of less than a hundred meters in front of the position, and this was the biggest threat to himself and the mercenaries.

It must be killed, or there will be no way to survive.

Qin Fei checked the RPG once, and after making sure that there was no mechanical failure, he gently rested it on his shoulder, and then listened to the gunshot.

The large-caliber heavy machine gun on the pickup truck was an older machine gun in terms of sound and rate of fire.

In a place like Africa, there are not many advanced individual weapons that can be obtained by the armed forces and rebels of various countries, and most of them are some old-fashioned weapons that have flowed into the country after the collapse of country M or the former Soviet Union.

Maybe it's Browning's M1919A6, maybe it's Deshka, it's the old model M2.

"Later, help me suppress the fire." Qin Fei said.

The middle-aged mercenary nodded, glanced at Qin Fei, and suddenly said in Chinese in surprise: "Z countryman? ”

Qin Fei was also taken aback, the other party's face was covered with black oil paint, just now he thought he was a white man, but he didn't expect that he was also a Chinese!

"Chinese?" Qin Fei asked.

The other party grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Hmm." ”

Raising his head in the direction of the rebels' attack, the middle-aged mercenary quickly changed a new magazine and said, "Deal with these grandsons first!" Ready, one-two-three! ”

As soon as the words fell, the Chinese mercenaries immediately raised their guns and began to shoot while the machine guns on the opposite side had just stopped.

He only had one VZ58V, apparently a modified version, with Picatinny rails and night vision sights, a metal folding stock, and almost a trigger in order to suppress fire.

THE VZ58V'S THEORETICAL RATE OF FIRE CAN REACH 800 ROUNDS PER MINUTE, BUT IN PRACTICE, THE 30 ROUNDS IN THE MAGAZINE CAN LAST FOR FIVE SECONDS IN A BURST STATE.

"him!"

Almost at the same time, he shouted at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei had already judged the approximate location of the armed pickup based on the sound of the machine gun, and got up with the RPG on his shoulders and immediately took aim.

Phew-

The RPP rocket dragged a long tail of fire to tear through the air and flew forward, and a ten-meter-long tongue of fire erupted behind Qin Fei, and many of the dead grass on the ground were suddenly burned brown by the heat wave spewed out by the horn pipe.

On the armed pickup, the rebel commander waved an AK74U to constantly cheer up his men.

"Kill them! Rush up! They can't hold on! ”

Before his shouting voice died down, his smug gaze immediately froze in his pupils, and a rocket rushed towards him.

The driver of the pickup truck slammed on the brakes, intending to pull the door open and escape.

The commander had the same idea, but unfortunately, the sudden braking caused him to lose his center of gravity and hit his head on the iron guardrail behind the cab, knocking out a tooth.

The distance of the pickup truck from Qin Fei was only sixty meters, and even if he threw a stone at this distance, Qin Fei was completely sure that he would hit the opponent's vehicle.

The commander scrambled to his feet, and the RPG rocket was already in front of him......

It's hopeless......

This last sentence flashed through his desperate mind.

Boom –

The armed pickup bounced in place, and a huge fireball rose from under the chassis, reflecting the nearby grass red.

The machine gunner and commander on the pickup, as well as the driver in the cab and the gunner in the co-pilot, did not run away and were directly blown to pieces.