Powered by the on-board power supply, the barrel of the Gatling gun on the Black Hawk helicopter began to turn.

"Da Da Da ......"

Dense bullets poured like a meteor shower in the night sky towards Xu Xudong, Fox Er, Shark, and Nighthawk in front of the bomb shelter, but this meteor shower could not fulfill people's wishes, on the contrary, it was full of killing intentions, and it could tear people to pieces in a moment.

When they saw the muzzle flame bursting from the muzzle of the Gatling gun, the four men guarding in front of the dugout immediately left the area around the concrete piers of the dugout, and hid against the workers' quarters in front of the dugout.

The rain of bullets poured down from the helicopter onto the concrete roofs of the dormitories and the concrete piers of the bomb shelters, and the cement debris that had been knocked off by the bullets flew everywhere.

“Fuck！” The shark, with the M134 machine gun in his hand, leaned against the concrete wall and cursed.

The Shark, who is accustomed to using the M134 machine gun as his main weapon, naturally knows from what weapon the rain of bullets that swept at his people came from.

The shark also tried to use the M134 machine gun in his hand to return the color to the bastard on the helicopter, but as soon as the shark poked out, it was forced back by the dense rain of bullets.

Not only is the opponent condescending and occupies a geographical advantage, but the amount of ammunition for the on-board Gatling gun is much more than the half of the bullet box left on the shark's body, so in such a situation, it is definitely not a wise choice to go out and fight the other party.

Under the cover of the Gatling gun in the hands of the mercenary captain, the mercenaries on the remaining two Black Hawk helicopters began to rappel.

By the time the six barrels of the Gatling gun in the mercenary captain's hand were overheated and red from continuous fire, the mercenaries on the other two Black Hawk helicopters had already completed their absolutes and were assembling in the first half of the waterworks.

"The target is already in a protected state, the other party has heavy firepower, it should be the military's rescue team, in the process of operation, don't be careless!" The mercenary wearing a mask on his face and temporarily taking over the command of the mercenary captain said in a deep voice to the surrounding team members.

On the inside of the wrist of the mercenary, who is holding an M4A1 automatic rifle with his sleeves rolled up, is clearly tattooed with a silver cross. These sudden mercenaries are all members of the Silver Cross Legion!

“Yes，sir！”

“Move！”

More than 20 mercenaries wearing black combat uniforms with silver crosses divided into two groups, each in a tactical formation, surrounded in the direction of the bomb shelter.

Looking at the team members who had already started the operation below, the mercenary captain pushed away the Gatling gun in his hand, closed the hatch, and motioned for the helicopter pilot to turn around and leave, choosing a safe place to land directly.

Now that he knows that there are snipers with anti-materiel sniper rifles, without the cover of a Gatling gun, the mercenary captain will naturally not risk landing and give the other party a chance to snipe him.

……

Although there was no Gatling gun fire suppression overhead, Xu Xudong and Shark who were hiding behind the workers' dormitory were relieved, but the dense and intricate footsteps made the four people in front of the bomb shelter frown.

Xu Xudong took out a flash shock bomb, leaned against the wall, removed the insurance, and threw it out.

"Bang!"

After the flashbang exploded, the dazzling white light disappeared at the same time, Xu Xudong dodged out from the wall, and the AKM in his hand was quickly raised.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

Two triple bursts of bursts roared out with the rhythm of death, accurately hitting the two Silver Cross mercenaries who were stunned by flashbangs.

One of the mercenaries of the Silver Cross was directly hit in the head by a bullet, and the brains that flew out of the skull were scattered on the concrete wall in the form of a splash.

Although the bulletproof insert on the other mercenary's body resisted the sharp edge of the bullet slightly, after smashing the bulletproof insert, the slightly deformed warhead cut three wounds on the mercenary's body that were nearly twice as large as usual. The muscles near the wound rolled up, and blood gushed out, and even if it was treated immediately, the chances of survival were already very slim.

At close range, the fatality rate of a 7.62 mm rifle bullet hitting a person's upper body is more than 90 percent.

The individual combat ability of these Silver Cross mercenaries is obviously much stronger than that of the armed personnel of the "Turbulence" movement party, and when they were attacked by Xu Xudong, the mercenary team members who were less stimulated by the strong light immediately stepped forward to provide fire cover, covering the retreat of the team members who were temporarily blinded by their vision.

And when Xu Xudong exchanged fire with the team of Silver Cross mercenaries on the right, the team of Silver Cross mercenaries on the left had already bypassed the workers' dormitory and surrounded the four people in front of the bomb shelter. However, as soon as they emerged from behind the cement wall, they were alertly discovered by Fox Er, and a two-shot burst forced the opponent's sharp soldiers back.

"Retreat, go back to the bomb shelter!" While the fox temporarily suppressed the opponent's encirclement with a point shot, he yelled at a few people around him.

The other party not only has an advantage in numbers, but also forms a situation of encirclement, the current situation is very unfavorable to their side, continue to block, their own people may really be made dumplings.

"Shark, prepare for fire cover!"

When Xu Xudong changed the magazine, Nighthawk threw a grenade in his hand, and after suppressing the firepower of the team of Silver Cross mercenaries on the right, the whole person flashed out, and the TAC-50 sniper rifle in his hand was quickly raised, and he shot at the machine gunner holding the MG4 light machine gun in his hand.

From throwing grenades, dodging to raising the gun to shoot, there was no use of the sniper scope for aiming at all, and the whole set of Nighthawk's movements flowed smoothly and became one, and the TAC-50 sniper rifle seemed to become a part of Nighthawk's body, driving like a finger!

After the bullet tore through the body of the opponent's machine gunner, and then pierced the bodies of the two mercenaries one after another, and crashed into the body of the bazooka player in the opposing camp, the kinetic energy of the bullet was completely exhausted and stopped completely.

Quadruple kills!

Nighthawk did not love to fight after the first blow, and after glancing at the shark, he retreated to the dugout with a sniper rifle in his arms.

Just now, because of the crazy fire suppression of the Gatling gun on the Black Hawk helicopter, the shark who was holding back the fire in his belly was having nowhere to vent, and Nighthawk gave him a good opportunity to vent.

The shark dodged out from behind the wall and pulled the trigger of the M134 machine gun on the Silver Cross mercenaries who were still immersed in the shock of Nighthawk's sniping.

Seeing the M134 machine gun in the shark's hand with the barrel beginning to turn, the mercenary deputy captain who temporarily took over the command of the whole team widened his eyes and shouted at the team members around him: "PullOut!" PullOut！ ”