Chapter Twenty-Eight: Can't Get Rid of It

"It's now, shoot! Shoot! ”

It was too late to take the SACR rifle he was carrying behind his back, Gu Zhenyang let go of the dagger in his hand, and before the dagger landed, his hands had already pulled out the Glock pistol on both sides of his thigh.

After a short aiming, Gu Zhenyang directly pulled the trigger on the two OAOA terrorists who were holding hostages next to him, and his talent for rapid fire had allowed him to play to the extreme. The two terrorists who were holding hostages had already been sent to hell by Gu Zhenyang before they could figure out what was going on.

Turning around, aiming, Gu Zhenyang's brain was running at high speed, in Gu Zhenyang's field of vision, he felt that he had entered the bullet time special effect like in the movie, he could clearly see the flames and bullets spewing from the muzzle, and the action of resetting the bolt became extremely slow. At the same time, it slows down your body and movements.

"Hurry, hurry!" Gu Zhenyang struggled to move his arm, he had never hated the speed at which he shot so much.

"Crow, be careful!" With the terrible scream of the bayonet in the communicator, Gu Zhenyang felt like he had been hit hard in his right abdomen.

Although the body armor worn on the body faithfully fulfilled its duty. However, the heavy blow to the liver still made Gu Zhenyang's eyes dark.

Following the position in his memory and quickly moving the muzzle, the Glock pistol in Gu Zhenyang's hands continued to spew out flames of revenge.

Until the two pistols came out with the sound of an empty warehouse hanging up. By this time, the dozen or so terrorists on the altar had all been sent to hell to find their ten hundred and eight wives, who were always virgins.

"What are you doing! Let's go! Gu Zhenyang knelt on one knee and covered his abdomen, shouting loudly at them. He only rested for 2 seconds, and after his sight regained, Gu Zhenyang took out the first-aid kit from his backpack and knelt beside the hostage whose throat was cut by him just now.

Just now, Gu Zhenyang skillfully avoided all the big blood vessels, only cut the trachea, and the blood flow was not very much, and the hostage's face-down action would not let the blood enter the trachea and form choking suffocation.

Tear open the first-aid kit, take out the hemostatic spray and spray it on the wound, Gu Zhenyang tore off the packaging of a piece of medical tape and put the tape on the hostage's neck, this person seems to be seriously injured but only has his trachea cut, as long as the disinfection and sealing are completed, there will be no problems for at least a short time. All that remains is to get to the evacuation site as soon as possible.

Pulling out the SACR-H short-barreled assault rifle he was carrying behind his back, Gu Zhenyang held the gun in one hand, and while shooting and suppressing the terrorists in front of him, he dragged the person who had just been cut by himself and ran desperately towards the Humvee.

At this time, the remaining terrorists finally reacted, and the Nikko mercenary group, which called them brothers and sisters in the past two days, caught them off guard.

"Come here! Hurry! The bayonet leaned against the door of the Humvee, waving and shouting at the running hostages as he fired.

More than ten seconds had passed, and Ren Jie finally reacted, he pushed away the corpse that was pressed on him, got up and ran away. Bullets kept screaming past him.

Someone took the lead, and the remaining four hostages finally woke up from shock and despair, and hurriedly got up and rushed towards the place of the Alpha team.

The terrorists around the altar had been emptied in the first few seconds, and now there were only forty or so terrorists left outside, more than 50 meters away. It can be said that both sides are within the effective range of the other.

There wasn't any shelter here, and if the Alpha Team was hiding in the car, it would be safe. The Humvee's armor and composite bulletproof glass are enough to hold up a barrier that is strong enough for a short period of time.

However, the alpha team still chose to spread out the formation to engage the enemy, and only by coming out could they get a large enough range and field of vision.

"Hurry! Don't run in a straight line, run in an S-shape! The members of the Alpha Team formed a formation and knelt on the ground, trying their best to suppress the enemy's fire.

When the hostages climbed into the carriage, the members of the Alpha Team took cover and retreated backwards, and a blood flower suddenly appeared on the neck of one of the Alpha team members, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Fox!" The guitarist, who had already walked to the Humvee's side, turned around and fired his gun, briefly suppressing enemy fire, and then grabbed the fox's feet and began to drag it back.

"Cover! Bayonet drive quickly, we need cover! Gu Zhenyang grabbed the gun from the passenger seat, pushed the car door and ran down.

After running to the fox's side in three steps and two steps, Gu Zhenyang's worst fears still happened. A 7.62 mm bullet passed through the side, directly breaking the cervical vertebrae, and exiting the other side. Only a bit of flesh in front of the fox's head was still attached to the neck, and the person was no longer saved.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! He's hopeless! After Gu Zhenyang shot a terrorist who dared to take the lead on the opposite side, he desperately broke off the guitar and grabbed the fox's hand and shouted.

The bayonet had already gotten on another Humvee, and after he started the car, he drove the car between Gu Zhenyang and the guitarist and the group of terrorists, the armor on the car clanged from the bullets, and the bulletproof windows on the outside were constantly hit with white spots.

The bayonet reached out and pushed open the passenger door, and said urgently: "Get in the car!" ”

"They killed the fox, they killed the fox, I'm going to kill them!" The guitarist leaned against the door and emptied an entire magazine.

"Get in the car, get in the car, are you crazy? He's dead! Flash, pull him up for me. "The bayonet sitting in the driver's seat protruded horizontally from the window and the muzzle of the gun, which, in conjunction with the ballistic indication on the goggles, suppressed the shouts of the enemy soldiers.

"Goodbye, fox."

Gu Zhenyang lay on the ground, took off two thermite incendiary bombs from his body, pulled open the pull ring, one was stuffed behind the fox's combat vest, and the other was placed next to his head, jumped into the co-pilot's position and pulled the car door.

As soon as Gu Zhenyang jumped into the car, the bayonet had already slammed the accelerator to the end, and the Humvee's Vortec 3.5-liter inline five-cylinder engine erupted with an angry roar, and a strong push back sensation slammed Gu Zhenyang into the back of the seat.

In the rearview mirror, the fox in the rear began to glow with dazzling fire, if a member of the special service team was killed on the battlefield. In cases where it is not possible to remove the body, technical equipment must be destroyed, this is the established procedure.

"There are pursuers! Five, no, eight! "It hadn't been 20 minutes before one of the team members shouted in the communication channel.

"There are heavy machine guns, shoot them out with RPGs!" Gu Zhenyang poked his head out from the firing position on the roof of the Humvee, and the pursuers of seven vehicles, two of which were equipped with 50-caliber Browning heavy machine guns.

Although the history of the Browning heavy machine gun can be traced back to the last century, its 50-caliber heavy machine gun bullets are not something that the thin leather armor of the Humvee can carry, once the enemy uses it to fire, it will be a massacre, and now the sun has completely set, and the enemy does not bring night vision equipment, which is the only thing Gu Zhenyang feels fortunate about.

The team members in the car handed over an RPG, and Gu Zhenyang carried the RPG to his shoulder and tried to aim at the cars behind him, but the bumps in the vehicle made him unable to aim.

"Can't aim, stop! Let's get the machine gun out first! I hit the left one. Gu Zhenyang held the intercom on his throat and shouted. When the bayonet heard it, he immediately stepped on the brakes, and as soon as the car stopped, Gu Zhenyang's eyes had already firmly locked on the pickup truck with a machine gun on the left in the sight.

"Launch!" Gu Zhenyang pulled the trigger, and a high-explosive anti-personnel rocket rushed backwards with fire and white smoke.

Almost at the same time, the Alpha team member in the other car also fired a rocket.

Because the high-speed moving vehicle will bring up a large amount of smoke and dust on the ground, blocking the rear lights, and the other party does not bring any night vision equipment, he did not find that the prey he was tracking had quietly stopped. By the time they spotted the blazing rockets, it was too late. Two pickup trucks were hit directly by RPG rockets, and after a few rolls, they turned into two blazing flares.

This pause also led to a consequence, the opponent and the Alpha team finally entered a distance where they could see each other. Fortunately, the armor of the Humvee made by Eagle Sauce is strong enough. Although it was riddled by bullets, it was able to hold on for the time being.

After all the rockets were missed, the number of cars that caught up became five, but after the Alpha team shot the drivers of two of them, the situation became awkward.

Both sides are now bulletproof vehicles, and the special service team has also consumed all the heavy weapons, and no one can help anyone.