Boom ——!

The J.U.F. militant who had stepped on a mine was blown away, his legs were broken by the mine, and the part below his knee was missing.

Looking at the companions in the house, which can only be described as miserable, the J.U.F militants outside the house did not dare to step into the house again, so they had to bypass the side of the house.

In the village, the gunshots of Luo Hao and Qi Fan disappeared with a tacit understanding.

"In the shortest possible time, get rid of these J.U.F militants." Luo Hao lowered his voice, pointed to his headset, and said: "If we don't kill them, they will chase after us, I hate the feeling of being chased by people." ”

"These guys are professionally trained in military affairs, and they are not half-baked militias of the 'Syrian Free Army.'" Situ Kong said into the headset.

"Can they be more professional than you in terms of military training?" Luo Hao held down the headset and said: "There are a total of eighteen of them, in addition to the three that were solved before, there are still fifteen left, and they can be dealt with in three minutes!" If it's more than three minutes, there will still be people jumping among them, don't say they know me when they go out in the future, I can't afford to lose that person! ”

"Three minutes? Enough is enough! ”

Situ Kong pulled out a flying knife and held it in his hand, with a cold color in his eyes. Situ Kong carried a total of five flying knives on his body, each flying knife was five inches long, the blade of the knife had been matted and grayish-white, and there were blood grooves on both sides of the blade.

Even if it is taught by the same teacher, there will still be a slight difference between everyone when throwing the flying knife, so Situ Kong's flying knife was tailored for him by Wang Xiaohu according to his throwing habits.

In the village, fifteen J.U.F. militants armed with AK automatic rifles in their hands watched their surroundings with vigilant expressions.

And in addition to paying attention to their surroundings, they also keep an eye on their feet as they move forward. The mine arranged in front of Luo Hao left a strong impact on them.

At this moment, a figure jumped out from behind the wall in front of him, it was Situ Kong, who was holding two flying knives in his hands.

Situ Kong's two-handed throwing knives came out of his hands, and the two throwing knives spun in the air, piercing into the necks of the two J.U.F militants, and two bloody arrows shot out from the necks of the two J.U.F militants.

After the remaining J.U.F militants recovered from their brief shock, they immediately pulled the trigger on Situ Kong, who had already landed.

Dada......

A string of bullets swept towards Situ Kong on the ground, but it was dodged by Situ Kong's agile movements.

Situ Kong leaned against the wall, looked at the row of bullet holes on the ground, patted his chest, and said, "Damn, I'm scared to death of this baby." ”

Reaching out and pulling out two more flying knives from the knife bag, holding them in his hands, he quickly ran forward along the alley where he was currently located, and disappeared around the corner of the alley in a blink of an eye.

The J.U.F. militants in the lead crouched down and touched the major artery in the neck of the two companions with throwing knives stuck in their necks, and then shook their heads, indicating that they were no longer saved.

"Catch him!"

The two J.U.F militants quickly rushed towards the alley that Situ Kong had drilled into, but when they rushed to the entrance of the alley, the alley was empty, and there was still Situ Kong's shadow.

The two J.U.F. militants looked at each other and walked into the alley with a wary expression.

Shortly after the two J.U.F. militants entered the alley, three bullets flew from three different directions and sank into the heads of the remaining three J.U.F. militants.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The heads of the three J.U.F. militants were shot through the head, and blood splattered out, spraying the walls of the room next to them.

Sou! Sou!

Two more throwing knives flew and hit the two J.U.F. militants in the neck and chest again.

Poof! Poof!

Two muffled sounds, two J.U.F militants fell to the ground, and before they even had time to react, they went to meet their "Allah".

"Four people!"

Situ Kong took the last flying knife in his hand and said, "I'm far beyond the mission standard set by the dragon now, forget it, let's give a gift to that idiot who eats bees." ”

"Who do you say is a fool?"

Xu Xudong and Luo Hao walked out of the room behind Situ Kong, Luo Hao glanced at Situ Kong and said, "We don't have much time, let's fight quickly!" ”

Fifteen J.U.F militants, although they are twice as many as Luo Hao and Qi Fan in terms of numbers, but in terms of combat effectiveness, the difference between the two sides is not more than one level at all, and there is no comparison at all!

The military training received by the J.U.F armed forces is all left over from the Dragon Hidden Force and the "Alpha".

After all, the Dragon Hidden Army has created an elite, and the resources and financial resources spent from the time he enters the "Red Flag" school need to be in the millions, and this is an absolutely unbearable price for the J.U.F. who needs to develop "jihadist" fighters in batches.

Two minutes later, the fifteen J.U.F militants were all eliminated, and the smell of blood that permeated the air was dispersed by the dry hot wind, and drifted into the distance along with the dust that was raised on the ground.

……

When the armed forces of J.U.F. had not yet captured this area, the market where Luo Hao was located was the most lively place in the vicinity.

Every day, people from the neighborhood come to the market to trade, bartering or spending money to get the daily necessities they need.

However, when the Syrian civil war broke out and the J.U.F. armed forces completely occupied the area, the market completely lost the prosperity it once had.

The inhabitants of this neighborhood were slaughtered men and the elderly, women were reduced to sex-slavery, and as for the children, they were either forced to take up arms and go to war, or they were simply killed.

Although the market has long since been abandoned, the stalls of the past are still there, and some of them have even been artificially marked to mark their ownership.

"Stay vigilant!"

Luo Haoping held his weapon, stared at the surrounding market with his eyes, and said: "If the battle we just now has attracted Bougier's attention, if he wants to intercept us, this is the only and last place where he can be blocked......

Before Luo Hao could finish his words, behind the booth in the direction of one o'clock, a J.U.F. militant stood up with an AK-47 automatic rifle.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the J.U.F militants, the pupils of Luo Hao's eyes instantly constricted, and his body fell forward.

Dada......

As soon as Luo Hao fell, a string of bullets flew above him with a terrifying sonic boom, and the sonic boom stung Luo Hao's eardrums.

The sound of gunfire completely broke the originally quiet market. As soon as the gunshots rang out on Luo Hao's side, one after another, they rang out like fried beans.