Li Baoqiang thought to himself, the sandbags at the outpost could not stop the impact of the explosion of anti-aircraft shells. Li Baoqiang was anxious, and the team members could not make any mistakes. Li Baoqiang picked up the gun, stood up, and as soon as he took a slight aim, he shot near the anti-aircraft gun, and Li Baoqiang's appearance finally attracted the attention of all firepower.

Li Baoqiang once again shot and killed an anti-aircraft gun starter, the anti-aircraft gun was dumb, and there was no gunfire in the direction of the checkpoint, and the checkpoint was also wiped out in the shelling just now. The fat man and the team members were estimated to be killed, Li Baoqiang was furious, and kept raising his gun to shoot, and militants on the opposite side were constantly killed.

Li Baoqiang searched for traces of other militants, as well as mortars. Suddenly, several mortar shells whistled and exploded around him, the buildings around him were shattered by a powerful shock wave, and a piece of shrapnel was inserted into Li Baoqiang's left thigh, and blood flowed out. Li Baoqiang fell, and he crawled behind a wall.

The shells continued to explode nearby, and it seemed that the other side was afraid of their accurate shots, and did not dare to show their faces, and only wanted to blow themselves up here. Li Baoqiang tore open his trouser leg and saw that the piece of elastic skin was embedded in the outside of his left thigh, and the blood soaked the pants, but fortunately it did not hit the major artery, otherwise Li Baoqiang would have bled to death.

Li Baoqiang tore his pants into strips of cloth with a dagger, gritted his teeth at the same time, and quickly pulled out the shrapnel, and the pain in his heart spread all over his body. Li Baoqiang tightly wrapped the injured place with a strip of cloth, stabilized his mind, listened to the explosion of the shell's landing point, and quickly got up and moved to the checkpoint.

On the one hand, Li Baoqiang is worried about the safety of the fat man and his teammates, on the other hand, the other party will definitely organize personnel to search after shooting the shells to see if they have killed themselves, without further ado, Li Baoqiang chose to retreat, the opponent's firepower is still very strong, and he cannot win by fighting alone.

Li Baoqiang was running, the blood in the injured place of his left thigh was still seeping out, and his entire left leg was dark red. If the distance of 500 meters was normal, Li Baoqiang would be able to run in one breath, but now a large amount of blood has been lost, which makes Li Baoqiang's physical strength decline rapidly.

The sound of artillery behind him finally stopped, the gunfire rang out again, it should be the enemy trying to shoot, Li Baoqiang stopped and quickly judged the situation, the enemy should not have found himself, Li Baoqiang continued to run forward. Li Baoqiang felt that he was about to fall down after being dizzy, he patted his head fiercely, and suddenly came to his senses.

"My physical exertion is too great." Li Baoqiang gritted his teeth and persevered and finally came to the checkpoint, which had been destroyed by anti-aircraft guns, the sandbags were torn apart, the sand was crumbling all over the ground, and the sand was covered with a layer of yellow. The tiny powder of color and black, Li Baoqiang carefully identified it, and it turned out to be silver iodide powder.

It turned out that these anti-aircraft shells were not real shells, but artificial rain shells.

Li Baoqiang finally fell to the ground with a stone in his heart, it seems that in addition to mortars in the refugee camp, there is still some power, these so-called cannons, that is, the anti-aircraft guns that fired shells just now, are actually used for artificial rainfall, artificial rain shells have a certain lethality, but compared with real shells, the power is still worse.

Li Baoqiang looked around at the checkpoint, but did not see the corpses of the team members and the injured, Li Baoqiang wondered for a while. "Captain, we're here." The fat man Wang Zhiming rushed over from a collapsed house not far from the checkpoint, followed by several team members. At this time, the militants in the refugee camp had already discovered Li Baoqiang and surrounded the checkpoint with guns.

Li Baoqiang ran to the fat man, and saw that the fat man and the team members were not injured, and he was very relieved but also questioned. The fat man Wang Zhiming saw Li Baoqiang's bloodstains and hurriedly supported Li Baoqiang. "I'm fine! Fast, set up a minefield of bullets and stop the enemy. Li Baoqiang ordered.

The fat man didn't have time to ask Li Baoqiang about the reason for his injury, so he hurriedly and his team members began to lay a bullet minefield on the ground.

The bullet minefield is a lethal tactic invented by the Eighth Route Army, the specific method is to bury a nail in the soil, place a bullet on it, the tip of the nail against the bullet fire cap, place a wooden board above the bullet, step on the wooden board to press the bullet down, the nail triggers the fire cap, fires the bullet, and the bullet can penetrate the entire body from the sole of the foot.

Although the bullet minefield is not very lethal, the psychological fear it causes can delay the enemy's action. Li Baoqiang once demonstrated it to the players, and now it has finally come in handy. Li Baoqiang regretted for a while, he was still too hasty before he came, and he didn't have time to ask Liu Junsheng to make some mines or grenades.

The team members quickly finished arranging the bullet minefield, and two team members came over to help Li Baoqiang and ran out of the city. The fat man Wang Zhiming led the team members to shoot behind while retreating, and there were more than 100 militants chasing after them in the refugee camp. ”

When Li Baoqiang heard the shout, he was angry in his heart, where is this a group of armed people who protect refugees, it is clearly a group of bandits, he knew this, he should have led the team to quietly enter the refugee camp, and killed this gang of bandits as he did last time he solved Songling Town. It seems that he must do a good job in intelligence work in the future, Li Baoqiang reflected while retreating.

Li Baoqiang and his team members retreated in a straggler formation, and they had already run five or six hundred meters away. Militants chased from the camp were repeatedly hit by bullet minefields, and some were even shot through the body and died on the spot. Those who were injured in their legs and feet lay on the ground crying and howling.

Seeing the people killed by the bullets that popped out of the soil, as well as those who held their feet and wailed, the other militants were finally intimidated. Nima, what are these people chasing by me doing, it seems to be special forces, how many brothers have been killed and injured in this meeting, and their own anti-aircraft guns and mortars have been used, and they haven't killed a single one.

The militants stopped the pursuit and withdrew to the camp with their wounded brethren in disgrace, leaving those who were dead in their place to be divided among the wild dogs and cats.

Li Baoqiang and his team finally caught up with the refugees, and at this time the road ahead had been damaged by the earthquake, and the vehicle could not continue to drive forward. Zhao Xiaoxiao is organizing those refugees, young and old, to pack food, fortunately, if these refugees don't carry large and small pockets, their belongings can only be carried on their bodies in the last days.

The three thousand catties of rice were quickly distributed, and even children of a few years old put a few catties into their pockets. Seeing that it was almost dark, Zhao Xiaoxiao asked two male team members to lead the way in front, preparing to return to Baiyun Temple the same way, planning to rest there tonight, and then continue to return to Hope Village.