The two sides fought for only a few minutes, and the Jackals ambushed only caused less than five casualties in the S team. The www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion must have suffered casualties themselves, but their goal was achieved. This time the two sides played each other, and it was still the jackal who won a strategic victory. They accomplished their strategic goal - to kidnap Monica.

But they failed tactically. It was obviously an ambush war, but it turned into an encounter. The reaction and toughness of the S team are undoubtedly evident at this moment. As the most elite squad, they naturally wore the Hell Scythe and were able to find the best night vision devices.

Far infrared thermal imaging can clearly capture the movement of any thermally moving object. Especially in this gloomy cave, even a little torso peeking out from the bunker is an act of death. The good thing is that the jackals are very, very, very careful.

"Boom~!" Suddenly, a spooky mine exploded at the foot of one of the S-groups at the front. And the colleagues around him directly turned over at the moment of the explosion to avoid most of the shock waves and air waves of the explosion. After all, the teammates of the S team who were bombed couldn't hold back a terrible scream and fell to the ground.

But no one in the S team stopped, and they continued to rush straight ahead. It's just that the formation has become more scattered. They tacitly kept their distance, and even if someone stepped on the mine, it would not cause many casualties. I have to say that the S team is worthy of being a fierce rival to the jackals.

Even at this time, they still showed the spirit that a true elite should have. Even if a colleague is knocked down, even if it has already been lost, even the target has been robbed. But they remained absolutely silent, carrying out all the orders given by Arles.

"Tom~! Tong~! Tong~! ......" Soon, the jackal, which was almost catching up, launched a counterattack again. Shotguns, all three blasted out together. It was just a shot, and then he suddenly sank and withdrew again. Under three shots, the two members of the S team who rushed to the front fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Even though the two sides were in close proximity, the jackals used large-caliber shotguns. However, no fatal injuries were inflicted on the members of Team S, except for one person who was injured by a shotgun in the hand. The remaining few dodged and avoided most of the deer bullets.

Most of the deer bullets hit the body armor, despite shattering the bulletproof ceramic inserts. But it didn't hurt the players.

The other members of the S team following the "Tutu Tu ......" began to cover fire. Although they judged that the other party must have withdrawn, what if a few people stayed behind to fight back?! In the seconds that Team S was concealed and suppressed, the fleeing jackals withdrew some distance again.

Arles moved silently with his gun, and the rest of the S-Team members who were shoulder-to-shoulder with him continued to shoot "bang bang ......" suspicious positions. It is clear that they are there to prevent another attack by jackals. However, their movement did not affect their speed too much.

At this time, it was very close to the exit, and even if the other side had a ship to evacuate, there would be absolutely no time to destroy the ships left behind in Arles. Of course, if the other side had discovered the evacuation ship they were hiding before......

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" explosions rang out from the castle, and broken bricks and rock walls flew in all directions under the firelight. The remnants of the Hell Scythe in the castle were still desperately resisting, so that the attacking mercenary group was crushed in the castle without being able to reach the exit of the tunnel.

The fat dog who was outside looked at his watch, pressed the walkie-talkie, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone evacuate immediately!" You've completed this mission! Now, all personnel are evacuated immediately. Take the wounded and the corpses, you have only fifteen minutes. ”

After speaking, the fat dog directly turned off the walkie-talkie. Glancing up at the driver of the commercial vehicle, the car started slowly. Then gently slid towards the edge of the road......

No one has any doubts, whether it is a snowman or a spear, or a white ** ghost, they have gathered their hands at the first time. Then he quickly carried the wounded and the corpses and withdrew to the position where the commercial vehicle was staying. The wounded and corpses were carried into the car and left without any stops.

The gunfire stopped, leaving only piles of broken corpses and the old castle in ruins. At this time, the front door of the castle was blown out of a huge hole. Although he was subjected to several rounds of thermobaric bombs, even the Hell Scythe stationed in the hall of the ancient castle was directly burned into white bones by the violent thermobaric bombs.

There are less than five people left in the hell's scythe that can still stand. The others, if not dead, are pretty much the same. For example, the hellish scythe who was lying in the arms of a colleague around the corner, covering his neck and trembling slightly, his face turned pale. It was easy to tell from his pale face that he was running out of time.

Blood flowed down the cracks between the fingers of his clutched neck, and continued to flow like a spring of water on the broken bricks of the ruins. He couldn't even speak. It was just a slight tremor that he couldn't stop having, and his colleague who was holding him knew that it was useless to say anything at this time.

No one sobbed, no one spoke. Everyone was silent. They began to look for colleagues who might still be alive, and at the same time pressed the intercom: "Boss...... They withdrew, and we only have four people left to move. Brethren need treatment, we need doctors......"

"Where's the medic?!" After a while, the sound of Arles' panting came over the intercom. After asking the question, Arles spoke again: "Go back to the castle and enter the cellar." There's medicine under the second floor, I'm letting people go now! ”

However, it was at this time that the walkie-talkie came with "Boom~!! A loud roar! Then everything fell silent......

"Quick! Go to the cellar! Boss, something happened to them!! A terrible roar sounded, and the only few people who could still move suddenly grabbed their guns and rushed frantically towards the hole. They knew the location of the cave, and they knew the planned evacuation route by heart.

By this time, Arles had been blown up and could not move. Just now, the other party obviously blasted out a sufficient amount of RPG. At least four RPGs bombarded them, and the fragments of the explosion covered almost every corner. At the same time as the explosion, the opponent's shooter began to shoot "bang ......".

Although the S-team was knocked to the ground, they were still trying to fight back with the help of tactical postures and cover. For a while, the gunshots rang out!

"Bang bang bang...... ......In an instant, the four opposing heads of Team S were directly broken. The two sides were not even thirty meters apart, which was hardly a distance for a shooter like them. Anyone who is exposed to their gaze will not survive.

"Bang~" A member of Team S was directly shot in his left eye, and the bullet went directly into his skull through his eyeball. It flew through his brain tissue, and then hit the skull from the back of his head, sticking to the brain tissue in his skull......

The team member didn't have time to snort, and he fell to the ground like a rotten stake.

A member of Team S, who was hit in the leg by shrapnel in the explosion, caused the slowness of the S-Team to take a step in tactical maneuvers. At this step, he was hit twice in the chest by "pop~". A subsequent shot went straight into his nose.

The nasal bone was directly shattered the moment the warhead hit, and then the warhead carried the shattered nasal bone into the brain tissue in the skull. In an instant, the warhead "pounced~" from the back of the head, and the gray and white brain pulp with blood and shattering sprayed out. And this member of the S team pounced directly on the ground with an unfinished tactical move......

The jackals who launched the ambush again did not take much advantage, and they successfully launched four RPGs. A large amount of shrapnel hit the members of Team S, and at the same time, they successfully killed 4 members of Team S in the first instant. But the toughness of the S team made them suffer a big loss.

An exchange of fire hits, and the two jackals are knocked out with a muffled grunt. One of them was shot in the head, and a bullet from Team S went through his cheek. After only three burst shots, he was killed directly in his firing position before he had time to collect his gun and transfer......

"Ding...... Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" I don't know when, a soft sound came from behind the S group. Before they could react, seven or eight grenades had already been dropped in their place. And at this time, all their attention was on the front of the combat area.

No one thought that someone would appear behind them! He even quietly touched behind them and threw a grenade at them!

As the explosion sounded, the jackals in front of them began to shoot "bang......bang" and charged towards the S-group. After several rounds of attacks, Team S took Arles and the intelligence officer, and only six people remained. It's just a blow, and there is no one who survives......

The jackal that rushed up with "bang bang...... was dressed in black and wearing a mask. They began to refill all the members of the S-team. Arles was shot in the neck and his arm was blown off by a grenade. Blood poured from his neck.

But he didn't have the hand to cover his wound, and one of his hands holding the gun was blown off by the explosion. The grenade was thrown at the position of his body and exploded directly. His severed hand fell miserably to the ground about three meters in front of him.

The hand that was blown off was sticking to the muscles and spurting blood. The pale stubble is exposed to the air......

"The current head of the Hell's Scythe, Hellcat Arles. Confirm. At this time, a cold voice sounded. Subsequently, the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Arles. It was also at this time that Arles saw two figures coming out from behind them in horror. One, dressed like those damn jackals, in a black masked combat suit.

And the other, he is familiar with...... It's Monica!