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The execution of the combat players of the Black Sheep group is indeed extraordinary, even if it is on the verge of collapse, but as soon as they receive the commander's order, all the players in the command range still seem to be conditioned reflexes, and each of them carries weapons and enters their own attack roles. In less than five or six seconds, www.biquge.info four sidecars broke away from the retreating group, and the four racers drove out in a large circle in the opposite direction with the two rangers as the center, and finally stopped in the desert far from the range of the machine guns, waiting for further orders.

"Target, Ranger who fires, aim all, fire!" At the commander's command, three rocket-propelled grenades headed straight for the target with fire - at close range, the Rangers with their strong armor and ferocious firepower did have an advantage, but once the attack range was widened, the Rangers' mobility and firing range deficiencies were magnified, giving the Black Sheep a chance to counterattack.

"Boss, a few motorcycles have gone around our flanks!" At this time, Lu Pingchuan and his entourage continued to pursue the retreating Black Sheep Group under the cover of the rangers, and the four motorcycles that had just broken away from it were mistaken by them for stragglers fleeing separately, and when they found that the other party seemed to have ulterior motives, it was too late to turn the muzzle of the gun. Lu Pingchuan only glanced at the tongue of fire on the passenger seat of the motorcycle opposite, and only had time to shout, "Lie down!" He pushed Zhong Ming, who was closest to him, and threw himself out.

Three grenades whizzed across the night sky, two hitting the sand on either side of the Ranger, and one hitting the Ranger on the outside. The huge explosion directly tore through the robot's seemingly indestructible armor and overturned another Ranger on Lu Pingchuan and Zhong Ming's bodies - it was the fallen robot that saved the lives of the two, the Ranger's tracks and armor blocking most of the scattered shrapnel and pressing them into the soft sand. When Lu Pingchuan and Zhong Ming crawled out from the bottom of the pit with a mouth full of sand, the scene in front of them almost made the two of them frightened.

The Rangers, who were as strong as mobile fortresses, had now been reduced to burning scrap metal. Lu Pingchuan saw a figure lying next to the tracks of the rangers, he crawled over with his hands and feet, and pulled him out of the fire, but he was surprised to be light-the person who was pulled out was Wang Xian, he had lost half of his body, the flames had scorched his hair and cheeks, and the part below the hip bone had no stumps and no blood--had been burned to black charcoal, and melted with his clothes and equipment, emitting a pungent smell of burning.

The small group of comrades who spontaneously stayed behind to block the pursuers of the Black Sheep Group, except for the two of them, were all dead, and they did not leave a single corpse. Looking at the remains of his teammates who were still fighting side by side a few seconds ago, Lu Pingchuan gasped and pulled up his sleeves to try to wipe his dirty cheeks, and then hugged the bones and let out a wolf-like howl. This howl broke through the quiet night of the desert and also attracted the attention of the Black Sheep motorcycle team in the distance.

"Boss, there seems to be something alive inside." A racer reported to the commander. The tall and lanky man stood up, put on his night vision goggles and compared the shooting angle with his thumb, picked up his gun and commanded his subordinates: "It's just a lucky water dog, and you don't need to make a move." ”

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky, but it was not Lu Pingchuan in the scope who fell to the ground, but the racer in front of the Black Sheep Commander. This unexpected sniper disrupted the Black Sheep motorcycle's movements, and they turned their heads around and began to search for possible sniper directions, and the commander quickly rolled over in the sand, using the motorcycle as a cover, keeping an eye on the direction where the bullets might fly.

The desert in the middle of the night suddenly ushered in a brief silence. Both sides have their own fears, and it is inconvenient for them to act rashly at this time. Lu Pingchuan threw down his jammed rifle, pulled out his pistol, glanced at Zhong Ming and said, "They have three wheels, and we only have two legs, so it is estimated that we will not be able to run...... What's the plan? ”

"One is capital preservation, and two are sure to make a profit without losing money." Zhong Ming also took out his pistol and grinned at Lu Pingchuan. At this time, the two did not know about the changes that had occurred in the motorcycle team of the Black Sheep Group hundreds of meters away, but they were already ready for their own endings.

"Brother, can you hear me?" Just as the two were about to break out of the cover of the rangers and launch a final counterattack against the murderers of their teammates, a communication request came from Lu Pingchuan's system dial, and Lu Pingchuan picked it up, but it was Chen Modi, who disappeared before the war, "Look back, there is a dog-headed sandstone about a hundred meters away from your left rear, do you see?" ”

"Little wolf cub, where did you go?" Lu Pingchuan was a little annoyed by the other party's non-farewell, but at this moment, every familiar voice made him feel a little alive. Chen Modi was delayed for a few seconds, and there was a rustling sound in the earphones, as if he was moving his body in the sand: "It's inconvenient to explain these now, anyway, you come over quickly, they won't attack for the time being, I can take you out!" (To be continued.) )