On the floor of the train car, the soldiers of the prison garrison, who had been beaten into a sieve by lead bullets, kicked their feet a few times, tilted their heads to the side, and then lost their breath.

Luo Hao didn't even look at the soldier of the garrison with the blood gourd on the floor of the carriage, his right hand grabbed the sleeve under the barrel of the shotgun and shook it hard, and while exiting the red plastic cartridge case in the magazine, he took a step forward with his right foot, turned his body, raised his left foot, and landed a backspin kick on the chest of a soldier of the garrison.

Wow!

The soldier of the prison garrison who was kicked by Luo Hao and broke two ribs spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the whole person fell into an upside-down onion.

Luo Hao took out the HK45 pistol in the holster of his left leg and shot at the other soldiers around the carriage.

The combat effectiveness of these prison garrison soldiers was not at all a level comparison with Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu, and more than 20 soldiers were wiped out with almost no effective resistance.

Luo Hao replaced the pistol in his left hand with a spare magazine, and went to the fifth carriage with Zhao Tianyu.

However, as soon as Luo Hao opened the door at the back of the carriage, a string of bullets swept towards him, forcing him and Zhao Tianyu back.

"These people must have heard the gunshots and rushed from the back compartment."

Zhao Tianyu poked the ump45 submachine gun out of the carriage, swept out a string of bullets at the soldiers of the garrison in the back carriage, and said to Luo Hao: "Deal with them!" ”

Luo Hao nodded, took off a grenade from his belt, opened the safe, and threw it into the carriage behind.

Rumble!

After the violent explosion, the gunfire in the back car disappeared. Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu glanced at each other, and cautiously approached the fifth carriage with a gun.

In the carriage, because the windows on both sides of the carriage are closed, the gunpowder smoke from the grenade explosion has not yet dissipated, and the carriage is located in a cave, the light in the carriage is very dim, and the visibility is very poor, Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu are obstructed, and they can't see the specific situation in the carriage clearly, the only thing they can see is that only two soldiers are lying motionless at the door of the carriage, and there is a pool of blood under the soldier's body.

Luo Hao held a shotgun to the door first, and the two soldiers who fell to the ground each kicked him, confirming that the other party had died in the grenade explosion just now, and was about to walk towards the carriage when on the right side of the carriage door, a garrison soldier hiding in the shadows suddenly jumped out and raised the Nepalese machete he held in his hand.

Seeing the machete slashing at his head, Luo Hao's eyes froze, he raised his foot and kicked on the opponent's knee, and at the moment when the opponent's body lost balance, he passed through his right armpit with the shotgun in his hand, pinning his right hand holding the machete to his back.

The soldier, who tried to sneak attack, immediately let out a wail like killing a pig. At this time, several more figures got up from the floor of the carriage and pointed their guns at Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu at the door of the carriage.

Zhao Tianyu reacted first, and the ump45 submachine gun in his hand alternately changed between long and short bursts, and accurately shot more than a dozen soldiers of the garrison in the carriage.

And Luo Hao did it more thoroughly, directly blocking the soldier who was restrained by himself, took off the Nepalese machete in the other party's hand with his left hand, and threw it out at a figure.

The black-heavy Nepalese machete pierced directly through the opponent's chest, and the soldier, who had been pierced by the machete, looked down at the machete stuck in his chest, and fell to the ground with his head up. He spat out blood in his mouth, and rolled his eyes with difficulty, looking at the dark carriage, letting life pass through his body.

Da Da Da ......

The remaining soldiers glanced at their companions, who had fallen to the ground and were clearly struggling to survive, and pulled the trigger of their weapons. In the dim carriage, when the firelight was beating, the soldier who was blocked by Luo Hao as a meat shield was beaten into a sieve by his companion's bullets in the blink of an eye.

Because of the close distance, the meat shield in front of Luo Hao could not completely block the bullets coming from the front, but even if a bullet passed through the corpse of the soldier in front of him and hit him, the energy on the warhead had been almost consumed, and he could no longer pass through the bulletproof insert on his tactical vest and cause damage to himself.

Luo Hao put the shotgun on the shoulder of the corpse in front of him and shot at the soldiers of the garrison in front of him who were changing their magazines.

At a distance of less than fifty meters, with the fan-shaped fire coverage of shotguns, one hit is a piece, and the lethality is much more powerful than the automatic rifle in the opponent's hand.

After a bullet was fired, Luo Hao pressed the sleeve of the shotgun on the other party's shoulder, pushed the gun forward, withdrew the cartridge case, and re-pushed a bullet to continue shooting, beating the soldiers of the garrison in the carriage.

At this moment, for the surviving soldiers, the sound of the shotgun sleeve in Luo Hao's hand pushing and the sound of shooting were like the urging of Uncle Death, they wanted to dodge, but this carriage was used to hold prisoners, and there were no seats, tables or anything like that, as a cover for them to hide!

In the carriage, under the attack of the shotgun in Luo Hao's hand, there was almost a one-sided situation!

Luo Hao calculated the remaining bullets in the shotgun in his hand while shooting, and the Remington M870 in his hand had a capacity of seven rounds, plus the bullet that was loaded in advance, there were a total of eight bullets.

And just now, after he used the last bullet to knock the two soldiers on the right side of the carriage away, he skimmed off the soldiers who were caught in his hands, his chest had been completely broken by the bullets, and he couldn't die anymore, and pointed the empty gun in his hand at the three garrison soldiers on the left.

Looking at the muzzle of the shotgun less than two meters away from him, the three soldiers were suddenly frightened, and at this distance, the lead bullet shot from the shotgun was enough to blast their heads into rotten tomatoes. The three soldiers of the garrison were even so frightened that they forgot to surrender and watched as Luo Hao pulled the trigger of the shotgun.

Click!

There was a sound of a firing pin in the chamber of the gun, but even so, it scared the three of them.

Luo Hao seized the gap of the opponent's sluggishness, reversed the shotgun in his hand, and smashed the head of the soldier closest to him with the solid wood fixed butt of the shotgun, and smashed the opponent on the spot to the point that blood from his mouth and nose spurted wildly, and blood gushed out from the smashed hole on his head.

"Kill him!" The two soldiers who reacted immediately shouted and were about to raise their guns to shoot at Luo Hao.