I don't know if there are any examples of three people driving dozens of people, but I know that a brigade of Japanese soldiers can chase a division of national troops. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info people will not have time to think in fear, and can only follow their instincts and keep running away.

I'm not afraid of one or two people trying to fight back, and my guns are always on their heels. It takes time to turn around from turning their back to me, and it's even more troublesome for them to avoid being pushed by their peers. And I've been keeping an eye on everybody, and I'll shoot someone when I see him turn around. So that the rest of the people will not dare to turn back.

Pearl inverted roller blinds! That is, to drive the opponent's people to attack the opponent's position, there were many such examples in the era of cold weapons and the early days of the era of hot weapons.

This group of people can probably be called a militia. Although they hold the weapons that were popular in this era, I think they are in many ways even comparable to the armies of the early days of the hot weapons era. It is not a single person who can be called a soldier when he or she has a weapon, nor is it a group of people who have mastered advanced weapons that can be called an army.

That's where my confidence lies! I'm just going to gamble that the incident happened in a hurry, and the people in the building and the bunker didn't have time to make up their minds to kill their own people and block our progress. Sure enough, several people rushed out of the three-story steps in the middle of the courtyard and tried to shoot us from a high position, but when they saw that we were blocked by their own people, they did not dare to shoot, but could only hold their guns and shout.

After rushing through the gate, all you need is a gun to seal the back. Nicole had already turned her head and several triple shots knocked them all out. I continued to drive the people in front of me in the direction of the bunker with constant firing, constantly reminding Nicol and Harujuan to follow.

The crowd began to split apart on both sides, and through the gap in the people I saw the shooting holes in the pillbox. Two barrels protruded from the shooting hole, one of which was the size of a child's fist.

They sealed the door with a 12.7mm machine gun! I'm in a cold sweat!

Behind those two machine guns I saw two pairs of anxious eyes. This led me to turn the muzzle of my gun to the bunker, shoot down the person in front of me, and then shoot all the bullets in the magazine into the hole. When the M16 bullet in my hand ran out, I threw away the gun, flicked the AK47 rifle on my right shoulder with my right hand, and at the same time tore off a grenade with my left hand and threw it into the hole of the bunker, then grabbed the AK47 handguard with my left hand, and opened the AK47 safety with my fingers, knocking a person who tried to turn to the ground.

The man's hat fell off when he tipped over, and his long hair was thrown out. It turned out to be a woman! I killed a woman?

This thought was only a flash of thought, and it was immediately overwhelmed by another thought - all who pose a threat must die, or we will die!

Because of the blockage of the bunker, the Colombians who were originally all in front were not as dense as they were just now. No sooner had I rounded the bunker than bullets flew over my head and hit the walls of the bunker, and one of them burst out of my face with a hot wind.

There should be guns pointed at us in every window now, right? But my obsession told me that I couldn't stop, that I had to rush in before those people made up their minds to shoot. Nicol and Chunjuan are also shouting, "Don't stop! Rush in! Don't stop! ”

Originally, I have been gritting my teeth, which is my habit when I play CS games in VR. No matter how real the game is, it is also a game, and people in the game are worried about victory and defeat rather than life and death, but now I charge under so many real guns, and I feel the killing intent in front of me, even if I usually boast of being bold, I can't help but feel creepy. When a Colombian in his position that I had just crossed was knocked down by a few bullets, while others hit the stone slab on the ground and flew around under my feet, I couldn't help but open my mouth and shout: "Rush! Kill them! ”

The fear and nervousness seemed to be vented along with the shouting, and I felt a sense of relief. There were steps ahead, and people could be seen in the gate of the building raising their guns and aiming outward, but the people who tried to rush through the door to take refuge blocked them. I pulled down two grenades with my left hand, bit off the safety pin with my mouth and threw it into the door. All of a sudden, the muzzles of several guns inside the door shook in a panic.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, we rushed up the steps. This is already a dead spot for the other windows upstairs, and only the two closest to the main door still threaten us. With a swing of my gun, I knocked the man behind a window near me over a couch, then took two steps up the stairs and hid outside the door, shouting, "Hide! I'm going to throw a stun bomb! "As soon as there were two explosions inside the door, my two stun bombs rolled quietly into the sides of the door.

As expected, bullets crossed out of the door just after the grenade exploded, and it seemed that the people inside were still very experienced. But immediately there was a flash of light, and the stun bomb exploded. Even if you don't take into account the powerful sound waves of Shanghai, what will happen when the eyes of the people inside are staring at the door, and their eyes are focused on the location of the bright light? Temporary blindness for sure. So it was not surprising that there was a scream in the room.

I clung to the door frame and knocked out the half-emptied magazine with a new magazine, and rushed through the door as soon as the bright light flashed.

It is an old-fashioned building, and the entrance is a hall, and there are corridors from the first floor to the third floor to see this hall. Now in the corridor on every floor, there are people with guns in one hand and eyes in the other. I leaned my back against the wall and used only a single shot to name the exposed people one by one. As for the enemies that might be hidden on the first floor, I handed them over to Nicol and Haruma, and after hearing their guns fire seven or eight times, it is estimated that they should be almost cleared.

From the headset came Nicol's cry: "The hall on the first floor is cleared!" This way! ”

I raised my gun and went upstairs to stand on guard, but now no one dared to show their heads, only men and women were shouting. Immediately, I wanted to learn Spanish, the language spoken by the largest percentage of the population, because as I was moving down the corridor to the right after Nicol, I saw several objects thrown down from the upper floor.

"Grenade! Find hidden! I hurriedly shouted, turned around and pushed Nicol and Harujuan into the room where I had just killed one of them. There were still people in the room, and Nicol rolled in and started shooting, Harumaki was a little slower, and when I rushed through the door, I tripped over the foot of a corpse in the doorway, and then the grenade rolling in the hall exploded. I just felt like I had a hard hit on my heel and almost fell backwards, but years of kung fu made me want to crouch down and crash headfirst into the house.

Nicol held me up, "How are you?" ”

I looked down at my feet, and the heel of my combat boot had been cut into a piece of shrapnel, and my calf had come out of my pants and had shrapnel pierced it. The calf has begun to hurt, it seems that it was hit by shrapnel, but fortunately the leg can still move and the pants are worn to indicate that it is a penetrating wound, and the shrapnel did not stay inside.

As soon as I said it was okay, a wide-eyed voice came from the headset: "We arrived at the target door, how are you doing?" ”

Nicol replied, "We're in the building, searching the corridor on the right side of the first floor for the basement entrance. ”

I said, "Hold back the enemy in the building, and don't storm it." If you can't get in at the door, blow up the wall! Let's go and save Garcia right away! ”

As he was talking, an explosion came from the roof and then from the back of the building, and the lights in the building went out all at once. Looking from the room on the other side with the door open, there was a fire in the backyard.

I asked, "Damn! Who blew up the generator? ”

Unexpectedly, the voice of "Mediterranean" interjected again: "Don't you know how much advantage you have with night vision devices?" Go find Garcia! ”

Depend on! Advantage fart! I, Big Eyes, Qiao Song and Qiao Shan are not suitable for night vision devices, in this case, let's use night vision devices What other advantages? What a pig teammate!