No one could have imagined that only a few dozen people would successfully repel a wave of enemy attacks, and even the fat man did not expect such a strong reaction from the enemy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The enemy really retreated?!

The defenders inside the fortress looked incredulous, and they might have guessed that it was the Federation reinforcements who arrived, hugging each other excitedly and celebrating the victory.

"It can't be reinforcements."

A voice completely shattered people's illusions, if nothing else, because the words came from Calvin's mouth. Calvin's face is not very good, he has not been well recuperated these days.

"Now outside are our comrades-in-arms, who stay outside the fortress to provide us with fire support brothers." Perhaps the soldiers had been besieged for too long, and the desire for reinforcements was getting stronger.

When the warriors heard this, their expressions of loss had already appeared on their faces undisguisedly. The glimmer of hope I thought I had seen was completely extinguished.

"Ahem." Calvin coughed and continued, "Our reinforcements will arrive soon, maybe tomorrow. I hope you can hold on to the last minute and earn a chance for all of us to survive. Calvin said words of encouragement to the warriors.

The fighting spirit of the fighters was much lower than before, and Calvin was about to say something, when the grumpy Lieutenant Colonel Bart suddenly pointed outside and shouted, "What are you guys doing now? Are you worthy of the sacrificed brothers, and worthy of the comrades-in-arms who are still fighting the enemy outside the fortress! ”

Listening to the faint sound of gunfire and explosions outside, the Federation soldiers inside the fortress were silent.

"I'm going to fight alongside them!" A soldier shouted with his energy gun in his hand raised.

"Yes, fight with the enemy!"

Looking at the crowd whose fighting spirit was once again aroused, Calvin nodded, perhaps only such a spirit could survive in a desperate situation.

"Quick, bury the mines!" A few Federation soldiers planted mines among the rubble, which could greatly reduce the pressure on the fort as long as the enemy attacking forces were held back.

A Federation soldier was cautiously hiding behind a battlement, keeping his guard even though the enemy had retreated. Quickly planting the remote-controlled bomb under the stone bricks, he poked out of the street, and after making sure that the Imperial forces were not counterattacking, he quickly ran to the building opposite, which was his area.

The soldier was so fast that he ran through the street only ten meters wide in the blink of an eye. However, just as he was about to enter the bunker, a gunshot rang out, completely shattering the long-standing silence.

Hearing the gunshots, several people around quickly leaned towards this side. But when they came, the soldier was leaning behind the bunker, a large patch of blood pouring out of his chest, and he was no longer breathing. An experienced veteran stepped forward to examine the wound and shouted out to the surroundings, "Sniper! Take cover! ”

Bang bang ~

Several shots rang out one after another, and several more fighters were hit by enemy snipers. Now that the enemy is in the dark, it is impossible to confirm the location of the sniper, so everyone has to hide in nearby bunkers, not daring to come out.

Imperial snipers are experienced and switch positions after almost a few shots. Even if someone detects the general direction, it can make it impossible for the opponent to accurately catch you.

With a bang, a tattered wooden plank was lifted, and the fat man came up from a secret passage. He already knew what was going on, and he had heard gunfire like this when he was fighting the Imperial Snipers.

"It's a pity that there isn't a sniper rifle now." The fat man touched the rifle in his hand, and he had now discovered where a sniper was hiding.

Unnoticed, he quickly approached his target's location, but just as he was a few meters away, the fat man rolled and ducked behind a low stone wall.

Bang~

Almost at the same time that the fat man was hiding in cover, a bullet hit the route he had run before.

The fat man dodged the attack, but he did not hesitate, and locked on to the enemy's position the moment the enemy fired. The shot was fired in one go, and the enemy, who had just reloaded the bullet, had no time to react and was directly shot in the head.

"So many snipers?" The fat man scolded secretly, thinking that the enemy had made up his mind to clean up his group of people first.

The fat man touched and touched his body, and several daggers that he had specially collected appeared in his hand. With a few knives, the fat man intended to teach this group of Imperial snipers some profound lessons.

All the fighters hid under the command of Lao Pan, and although they could not return fire on this group of snipers, the enemy also had nothing to do with this group of soldiers who had gathered together.

Two Imperial snipers were crouching on a rooftop that had not been damaged by the bombing, and where several Federation soldiers had previously attacked the enemy with grenade launchers.

Several snipers were still staring at the hidden positions of the Federation soldiers, and the snipers were like a group of ruthless killers, shooting their targets at the slightest opportunity.

What they didn't know, however, was that a man had quietly appeared behind them. The figure quickly and quietly approached them, equally calm.

Bang~

A gunshot rang out from the rooftop, and the fat man didn't expect that the sniper, who had been killed, didn't forget to shoot to remind his companion before he died. Sure enough, feeling the anomaly behind him, an enemy had already turned around and aimed at this side.

The fat man did not have a gun in his hand, so he simply threw out the blood-stained dagger in his hand. The dagger flew straight to the opposite side, but only then did the enemy raise his gun.

The dagger hit the enemy's throat with unerring accuracy, and the huge inertia carried on the throwing knife even stabbed the sniper flying. At a distance of fifteen meters, with a raised hand, the fat man successfully solved the enemy.

Bang bang~~

The fat man hurriedly lowered his figure, at this moment he had been locked by several enemies, and the bullets kept whizzing overhead, and the fat man slid directly into a stone mill not far away. The fat man pushed the stone aside, revealing a dilapidated wooden plank. The fat man couldn't help but smile, lifted the plank and jumped down.

Two snipers were firing at the rooftop, which was relatively low enough to accurately observe what was behind it. However, just as the two were about to move to another attack location, a windowsill was violently broken.

The two snipers looked above them and saw a machine gun high above their heads, and the next moment, a chill hit their bodies.

Dada~~

Under the fat man's strafing fire, the two enemies were beaten into a sieve before they could dodge.

In this way, the snipers who were originally in the shadows immediately fell into a disadvantage, and instead became fat people sniping at them.

"Report to command, mission failed, request to withdraw." An Imperial Major holds a sniper rifle horizontally and communicates the request to the Imperial Command through a communicator on his ear.

"Hey, have you finished speaking, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"