When the Pakistani bomb disposal team arrived at the scene, Zhao Yang and Li Min still did not return, and such an abnormal situation made Zhang Yan frown.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the black-clad boy had disappeared, and remembered that the previous gunshots seemed to be coming from there.

Careless!

He secretly cursed his carelessness, grabbed a Bayi bar and quickly ran in that direction.

"Old fish, support me!"

He shouted as he ran, a little worried about Zhao Yang's safety.

The old fish and others behind him also reacted quickly, and they grabbed a few rifles from Sharif and followed in a hurry, and after a while, Sharif followed behind in an armored car.

Zhang Yan didn't run long before he heard sporadic gunshots again, it was very chaotic, it seemed to be an encounter, and it was like an ambush.

After turning three narrow street corners, he finally found a pool of blood on the ground, which was still a little warm in his hand, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the location of the gunshot, the wound on his body that had just been stripped and the pain was still being heard.

However, he didn't care about that much at all.

When he found Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang was leaning against the corner of a room panting, while Li Min was lying in the corner of the wall and shooting intermittently at the enemies outside.

He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but the enemy in front of him wouldn't give him time.

"How's it going?"

"I was shot in the abdomen, and I was wounded through the wound, and I can't die for the time being, but I lost too much blood."

"What's the situation with the enemy?"

"The boy has a remote control, it's an ambush."

After figuring out the situation in the shortest possible time, Zhang Yan launched a counterattack against the enemy.

Zhao Yang was shot in the abdomen, and now he has problems breathing, the ghost knows if he hit the vital point, if he dies in this kind of place, he will simply die of humiliation.

The crisp sound of gunfire rang out suddenly, and it flew towards the enemy hiding behind the wall with a whistling.

After a short shot, Zhang Yan immediately turned around and ran, widening the distance between him and Li Min, and now what he had to do was to direct the enemy's fire to him.

The enemy's bullets came like a storm, this situation was very abnormal, Zhang Yan jumped forward and fell to the ground, at this time the old fish and they had already arrived.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

The old fish all fired long shots, and they were suppressed by a burst of fierce fire against the enemy, and the enemy seemed to have made up his mind not to shoot again, which was even more abnormal.

"Oh no, they're going to run!"

Zhang Yan struggled to get up from the ground, but the pain in his body was as uncomfortable as a knife cut, making it difficult for him to lift his strength.

The burning pain in his shoulder let him know that his shoulder had not fully recovered, and the recoil of the Bayi bar was too great, and he couldn't stand it even if he hit his shoulder too much.

"Catch up with them, the remote control for the bomb is still in that kid's hand."

There was a "boom" behind him, followed by Sharif shouting: "Give me a gun commander!" ”

Lao Yu put his rifle behind his back and greeted Lieutenant Lin Tao, and the two of them boarded the armored car driven by Sharif in twos and threes.

"Chase him!"

Zhang Yan beckoned Li Min and Lieutenant Ma Shun to take Zhao Yang to the hospital, and he followed behind the armored car to come and conduct a targeted killing.

This is a typical coordinated operation of machine and step, in the battle of urban fortifications, armored vehicles are used to open the way, and infantry coordinates to remove obstacles at fixed points.

Zhang Yan asked for Lao Yu's magazine so that he had enough ammunition to name the enemy.

Perhaps the enemy didn't expect Sharif to drive an armored car to kill him, so the AK rifle in their hand hit the armored car, and it was no different from a burning stick.

Lao Yu stood in the car, holding the 12.7 mm heavy machine gun in front of the car with both hands, once the enemy exposed the target, he would pull the trigger and counterattack the enemy.

The walls on both sides of the streets of the Pakistani army were like tofu to heavy machine guns, and huge bullets pierced through the walls, breaking the enemies behind them into pieces, and bursting into bursts of blood mist.

"The boy is gone, and the remote control is still in his hand!"

"You kill the enemy here, try to keep me alive, and I'll go back right now."

Zhang Yan turned around and ran away after speaking, he seemed to know what the enemy was thinking.

But the way back did not seem to be easy, and I saw him running in the direction of the roadside bombs, and the enemies who were hiding in the corners all rushed out, and the bullets chased him like rain.

He knew that he had guessed right this time!

"Old fish, bombard them for me!"

Lao Yu's heavy machine gun roared, and those enemies still chased Zhang Yan desperately, and now everyone guessed what was going on.

Zhang Yan hid behind a corner, and AK's bullets hit the wall with a "poof" sound, and the next shot could penetrate his body.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and Sharif and Lin Tao controlled the 35mm howitzer on the armored car and opened fire on the enemy!

But those enemies were as crazy as if they had taken medicine, and they were not afraid of death at all, and desperately killed Zhang Yan's location.

The chaotic gunfire and artillery sound here had already attracted the attention of the armed forces, and they must be on their way to arrive, but the thought of the disappeared teenager made Zhang Yan's heart tremble.

Now it's certain that the bag was a bomb, and there is no need for a bomb disposal expert to identify it.

"Old fish, stop them for me!"

"You go first!"

In the chaos, there was the shouting of the old fish, and then the roar of the heavy machine gun became more urgent, and Zhang Yan took advantage of this kung fu to rush out quickly.

The teenager had already gone to the explosion site with the remote control, but there were many people at the scene, and it would be difficult to find him.

Also, now he has no way of determining how far the enemy's remote-controlled bombs can be controlled.

If high-tech equipment like the Yankees can be remotely detonated from tens of hundreds of kilometers, then they don't have to mix it up at all, and the terrorists can just play human bombs.

The gunfire continued, and on the way back, he ran into the nervous Pakistani armed forces, and after a brief contact, the five-star red flag on his shoulder allowed the Pakistani brothers to confirm their identities and give him two magazines of ammunition.

After the two sides separated, Zhang Yan continued to run towards the location where the bomb was planted, and when the crowd of onlookers appeared in his field of vision, he shouted loudly:

"Danger! Spread out! ”

"Run!"

His voice was hurried, but he forgot that this was not a country, and few of the onlookers could understand what he was saying.

In a small corner in the distance, the young man in a black robe squatted on the ground panting, holding an old Nokia modified earthen remote control in his hand, and his eyes were looking straight at the shoulder bag bomb not far away.