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Got it. As soon as the falcon heard the warning from the soldiers, it quickly lay down, and the bullets flew over its head, causing the surrounding grass to rattle.

At this distance, the falcon did not need the help of the sight at all, and when it lay down, it had already brought the sniper rifle to the front of its body, pulled the bolt with a "bang", and the bullet was loaded. Next, the Falcon aimed its eyes at the man with the RPK light machine gun. Although his body was almost crouched behind the dirt slope cover, the falcon aimed at the opponent's upper body, and seemed to not care about the dirt in front of him.

From lying down, turning on the gun, and shooting from a lying position, it only took a second in total for the falcon, almost in one go. Then, with a finger pulling the trigger, one pierced the detonator multi-purpose ammunition and flew out.

"Boom!" I saw that the dirt was flying, and the machine gunner behind the dirt, his body had been broken to pieces, and one arm, with the machine gun in his hand, flew into the sky.

The two terrorists armed with AKM rifles on both sides, seeing the tragic situation of the machine gunners, immediately gave up shooting and ran back, still dodging left and right as they ran.

It didn't work either, and in less than a second, the last two bullets flew out, and two people were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the SCAR rifles of the remaining three also began to shoot at the terrorists.

After taking out the enemy at eleven o'clock, the falcon turned its gun to the right and continued to aim at the enemy at two o'clock.

"Boom!" This time, with only one deflagration multi-purpose ammunition, the Falcon successfully eliminated the two of them, and just now, the two targets happened to coincide. The 12.7 mm bullet passed through the body of the first person and exited through the body of the second person.

"Goal clear, move on." The hunter said, the battle just now lasted less than five seconds in total, and even so, the battle on this side had already attracted the pursuers behind, and they were running towards them at full speed.

If there were only the remnants of the terrorists in the back, the hunter wouldn't care much, but when he was stopped here just now, the hunter looked at the surrounding environment again and found that in the northeast direction, a new convoy actually came out, it seems, there are five or six cars and more than twenty off-road motorcycles, it is a new terrorist, I really didn't expect that the terrorists still have backup!

Only by entering the woods early is the key, and, looking at this, it is estimated that you will have to occupy and retreat in the woods and continue to ambush.

"Let's go." The falcon said, patted the bison beside him, but who knows, but saw that the bison's face was a little pale.

"Hung the lottery?" The falcon muttered a sentence in its mouth, looked down, and sure enough, it found that the bison's thigh was blurred with flesh and blood.

Just now, the bison shot covertly, but suddenly noticed a pain in the leg, and when he looked down, he was hit by a stray bullet in the leg.

The 7.62 mm bullet hit the leg, and when it went in, it was a small hole, but when it came out of the back, it was a big hole, carrying a large piece of flesh torn off, and the pain kept spreading to the brain.

"Let's go!" The buffalo struggled to get up, but then he fell again, and large drops of sweat fell from his forehead, and he bit his lip with his teeth so hard that he did not cry out.

"Report, the bison was wounded. The inside of the right leg, unable to walk. The falcon shouted over the radio. As he spoke, he had already taken out his first-aid kit from his body, took out the abrasive cloth, and bandaged the bison's wound in a few strokes, although the blood was still oozing out, the falcon did it quickly and well, just like it had done in previous training.

"Falcon take the bison away."

"Understood." As he spoke, the falcon turned the bison's one hundred and fifty pounds of body onto his shoulders with both hands.

Every day of training, he has to carry his teammates for 20 miles, and the falcon believes that he can save the bison!

Even if the falcon was bent over, its body was still completely exposed from the wild grass. He could only run at a rapid pace, dodging constantly.

On the battlefield, never walk in a straight line, in the same direction, don't go more than a second! Although carrying the bison on its back, the falcon's body was still jumping.

Behind, the sound of a da-

"Cover." As soon as the hunter pulled the trigger, the SCAR-style rifle in his hand shot out at three points, and swept down a terrorist.

"Falcon Shoya, let me go, I'll cover you," the bison said, the bison that couldn't move had become a burden to them, and there were dozens of terrorists behind them, as well as a number of cars and motorcycles, and it was difficult for them to get out of the way.

So, at this time, Bison decided to stay and cover the retreat of the others, which was his mission.

"Shut up, you pay attention to the dick in your crotch, inner thighs, and almost make you lose the sexual happiness of the rest of your life." The falcon opened its mouth and said, continuing to run wildly.

"Six o'clock direction, RPG! Be careful! The shouts of the hunter came from the headphones.

I saw a terrorist standing up in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz off-road motorcycle, carrying a bazooka on his shoulder, about to aim and launch.

This technology makes the army embarrassed to equip the motorcycle power.

The hunter shouted as he poured his own bullets into the place.

The hunter's bullet didn't hit the terrorist, but a flame burst out from behind the bazooka, and a rocket flew over.

"Boom!" With a roar, the falcon had just heard the sound on the radio, and it had already quickly fallen down, and at the same time lay its body on the bison's body.

Patting the soil above his head, the falcon didn't feel anything other than some tinnitus in his ears.

It is less than 400 meters away from the woods, and as long as you enter the woods, you will be safe.

However, the terrorists behind were chasing so closely, and they were still riding cars and motorcycles, which were faster than the special forces, and I am afraid that they would be caught up by the terrorists before they retreated into the woods.

The fighters of the special forces, not John Rambo in the movie, will win more with less every time, encounter a large number of enemies, and the ending seems to be doomed.

"You retreat, I'll cover!" The falcon watched the soldier run to his side, said to the soldier, and then took out the sniper rifle behind him again.

Sweeping the bison again, the falcon took off the MP7 slightly punched on the bison, after all, the sniper rifle in his hand had eleven bullets left.