Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Ghost Gate
The militants of the Saya armed forces were the first to react, weren't they the targets they had been intercepting Ye Feng under the valley?
But the appearance of Ye Feng's Thunder Squad completely disrupted their rhythm, and now they were hesitating to shoot at the Thunder Squad, but in this way, the firepower they arrived was scattered, and there were militants from other armed forces on the opposite side who were firing at their side, and both sides had already killed each other, causing a lot of casualties.
Unfortunately for the Thunder Squad, the militants of the other forces abruptly stopped the exchange of fire with the Saya militants after discovering them.
This group of militants was not stupid, and reacted instantly, finding that their side was completely used by five people under the valley, causing huge losses to their side.
Annoyed, the militants first turned their guns and opened heavy fire on the Thunder Squad down the valley.
"Bang bang bang...... Dadada......"
"Whoosh...... Whoop ......"
The bullets of the rain curtain slammed towards the Thunder Squad directly below the valley, and feeling the sharp sonic boom behind them, everyone in the Thunder Squad increased their speed to the highest speed.
Stepping on irregular evasive steps, making intensive and rapid turns, at this time, they did not dare to pause at all.
The bullets landed a short distance around their bodies, creating craters in the ground, raising the sand high and kicking up clouds of dust.
At this time, the militants of the Saya armed forces saw that the militants on the opposite side were firing at the Thunder Squad, and they also adjusted their guns tacitly and aimed at the common enemy of both sides of the valley.
With the addition of the fire of the Saya militants, for a while, the fire coverage in the valley became even more intense.
But fortunately, at this time, the Thunder Squad had already rushed to the edge of this valley, and the straight-line distance between the two places should be five hundred meters, which basically exceeded the effective range of most assault rifles.
After all, the aiming device on the assault rifle is not like a sniper scope, it is difficult to aim at long-distance targets, and the members of the Thunder Squad are moving at high speed, and it is even more difficult to shoot accurately.
It is very difficult for a soldier without professional training to shoot at such a long distance, and even a soldier like Ye Feng, who was born as a scout, used an assault rifle to shoot at a target at a distance of 500 meters, and the hit rate was only 780 percent, and it was a stationary target.
But the militants are not only assault rifles, they also have a few machine guns, although they are old decades ago, but heavy machine guns have great lethality decades ago, so in terms of improving the degree of innovation, there is a lack of it, and the regular armies of many countries will also use this kind of honest heavy machine guns.
"Da Da Da ......"
The heavy machine guns on the top of the mountains on both sides roared and angrily poured out their tongues of fire at their common enemy, and one after another large heavy machine gun bullets seemed to tear through the air, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, roaring towards the Thunder Squad five hundred meters away.
At the same time, the five of them fell to the ground and rolled forward rapidly.
The heavy machine gun's oversized bullets seemed to have eyes, and they only followed behind them, craters forming in the places where they rolled.
Ye Feng's luck was not good enough, he was specially taken care of by two heavy machine guns, and now Ye Feng looked quite embarrassed, as if the bullets were teasing him, and in the end, he didn't even use the bullet dodge step, just buried his head and rushed forward.
"Kuyani, Kuyani...... (Note: Translation: Mortar)"
In the Saya armed forces, the leading militants waved vigorously to the rear.
"Whoosh!"
Three or four 100mm slap shells flew out of the barrel in an instant, with a white smoke belt, drawing a graceful parabola at an altitude of several tens of meters, and slammed towards the Thunder squad a few hundred meters away.
"Run to the right!"
The sound of the flapping cannonball inducing the air flow was very easy to distinguish, and the experienced No. 1 quickly identified the landing point of the flapping cannonball, and shouted loudly at Ye Feng and them.
Ye Feng heard No. 1's voice, and immediately forcibly changed his route.
At this moment, a slap shell fell rapidly and landed more than ten meters beside Ye Feng.
"Boom!" There was a violent explosion, and the powerful shock wave directly swept Ye Feng several meters away.
"Ye Feng"
The afterglow of several people glanced at Ye Feng not far away, their eyes were torn, and they shouted anxiously.
At this moment, Ye Feng Yuran sensed a sharp pain in his left shoulder, a sharp roar in his ears, and at this moment, he couldn't hear any sound.
He didn't have time to worry about his shoulder, and struggled to get up from the ground.
Struggling to get up, Ye Feng rushed forward in spite of everything.
Seeing Ye Feng get up from the ground, everyone instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten seconds later, there was another sharp sound of slapping shells gliding through the sky again, and the hearts of the Thunder Squad below the valley became tense again. Fortunately, these mortar shells fell not far behind them, and although the violent shock wave overturned No. 2 and No. 3, the thick smoke produced by the mortar shells when they exploded also blocked the view of the machine gunners of the militants in the rear, and to a certain extent, relieved the pressure on the Thunder Squad.
No. 1 and Lu Shiyan were fast, quickly leaned forward, each helped one person, and quickly rushed forward.
"Brothers, work hard, run another 100 meters, and we'll be safe."
Number One yelled at the crowd and helped Number Three to run quickly.
In this 100 meters, two more rounds of slapping shells fell one after another, and the farther away they were, the worse the crosshairs of the slapping shells, and the Thunder Squad, under the command of No. 1, could make effective avoidance, so they temporarily got out of the crisis.
"Whew!"
The five men, who had run about a hundred meters again, turned, and after turning into the blind spot of the militants on the other side of the mountain, leaned against the mountain wall and let out a long breath.
In these few hundred meters, they felt like they had walked in front of the ghost gate.
"Shhh
There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, which made Ye Feng grin and endure the severe pain, Ye Feng turned his head to look at his shoulder.
I saw a pitch-black piece of shrapnel stuck in his shoulder, and blood gushed out in large quantities along his arm.
Immediately after, Ye Feng felt a burst of fainting.
No. 1 saw the injury on Ye Feng's back, and quickly helped No. 3 to sit down, turned around and walked in front of Ye Feng.
"Get down!"
At this moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the sky again, and No. 1 pressed Ye Feng to the ground while shouting;
"Boom!"
A shell exploded on the ground more than thirty meters in front of them, scattering a large amount of dirt in all directions......