"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out from afar. It was the twin demons who shot.

"Let's go! Come on! Brenster roared, and the whole team suddenly picked up speed and rushed towards the east at full speed.

At this time, the enemy has already reacted. Those who are closer start to shoot directly, and those who are farther away, as long as they hear the gunshots, are all rushing in this direction, and for a while, you can see a large number of flashlights lit up from a distance, and they are rapidly approaching.

Everyone knows the current situation, so even the three rescuers have the strength to run at this time. And the guns in everyone's hands are not randomly placed, but only hit the surrounding units that can pose a threat to them, so that they will be exposed to the front of the enemy for a little less time, which is conducive to their rapid movement.

They are now fleeing, not fighting, so it is not in their favor that they cannot be able to grasp their immediate location before they see their enemies.

The twin demons are also constantly providing sniper fire. For this support, he specially selected a M110SASS semi-automatic sniper rifle to increase the design frequency.

What can be seen is that around Brenster and the others, there are constantly fires coming out from all directions, and one of them has a ballistic trajectory that appears from the mountainside in the distance, and each shot can kill the closest enemy to them.

At this time, the twin demons' hearts were also beating drums.

His sniper scope only has a night vision mode, so the surrounding enemies cannot be fully detected. But even so, he saw an active enemy. It's also enough to make his scalp tingle.

There were still quite a few enemies in front of Branster rushing in their direction, and there were more people behind them and on the right, and only slightly fewer on the left. The twin demons made a rough calculation for a second, and even if they hit every shot, the bullets on their bodies would not be enough to kill all the enemies around them. And judging from the speed of their movement in Branster, if they don't encounter any hard bones in front, it will only take about five minutes to reach their position.

But how many enemies do they have to touch in these five minutes?

These thoughts only appeared in the twin demon's mind for a short time, and he threw them out.

Now he just needs to shoot. Shoot. Sweep away as much danger as possible around the large army, and strive to provide a relatively safe escape route for everyone.

And the gunfire he fired was also seen by everyone. This is also the equivalent of one of their road beacons in Branster.

There are their own people over there, so they are moving in their own direction. It should be in that direction. Only over there. There are people who answer themselves.

Branster they can see, and of course the enemy can see it. Unsurprisingly, soon. There are enemies rushing in the direction of the twin demons.

But the twin demons didn't come here alone.

When they rushed to a place not very far away from the twin demons, another person jumped out next to the twin demons.

It's a smoker.

The smoker had a cigarette in his mouth and an M249 general-purpose machine gun in his hand.

Moreover, the chain that this machine gun is now attached to is not contained in a portable magazine, and as he gets up, it can be seen that the tail of this chain hangs directly under his feet.

Under his feet, there was a wooden box, about the size of two soccer balls, and the other end of the chain was attached to this wooden box.

Yes, this box is full of bullets, which is even more amazing than the 100 rounds of ammunition in the M249 portable magazine.

They were prepared.

Before the other party came to his senses, the smoker fired brazenly.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

A dull sound of machine gun gunfire came from the muzzle of the machine gun in the smoker's hand, and in the dark night, you could see bullets spraying from the muzzle forming a barrage, with a trace of fire, flying towards the group of people who rushed towards him.

The sudden flying bullets swept away three or four people at once, and at the same time suppressed the others who rushed towards them.

"Ha Lu Ha!"

The smoker laughed as he kept shooting at them. The twin demons lying on his stomach on the side didn't look at the smokers and those enemies, his attention was all on the surroundings of Branster and the others.

That's the focus of this operation.

The muzzle of his gun kept spitting flames, and bullets flew to the sides of the group, knocking the nearest few people to the ground. With such sniper firepower, the pressure on everyone to be besieged is greatly reduced, and the speed of escape is slightly increased.

However, their support was only a sniper rifle, and even if he was accurate, the firepower would not be enough. As for the muzzle of the gun on the smoker's side, he didn't dare to face it this way. The accuracy of the machine guns is annoying, and if one or two bullets drift towards the team, it will be a big joke.

So their situation is still not very good.

Fortunately, the formation of the people around them was not very tight, after all, it was still a search formation before, and the distance between people was relatively wide, and at most there were only three or four people acting together, and more were accompanied by two and two, and they encountered a large team of fourteen people in Branster, and any group could not stop their charge.

But the momentum of their charge will certainly not bring them to the most difficult rear to break through the encirclement. When the team sprinted to two-thirds of the blockade circle, everyone's sprint momentum was blocked.

There were more and more people around, and everyone had to pick a few good places to shoot at each other, and they switched from assault to defense.

What Yang Hao was holding in his hand was no longer a sniper rifle, but his own Glock 18.

This pistol has a fully automatic mode, and under short-range firefights, the firepower of the Glock 18 is definitely not weaker than that of the submachine gun. In this kind of close combat, the sniper rifle no longer has an advantage, so the most suitable weapon is still it.

At this time, the Glock 18 in Yang Hao's hand was inserted with a long magazine of more than 30 rounds, and it was fired in a short burst way to make up for the lack of firepower in a certain direction of some teams. At this time, the advantages of the fully automatic pistol were all brought into play by Yang Hao, and sometimes one person could block an attack in one direction.

But he still had too few long magazines on him, only five, and this was because of this mission, so he brought two more. Even so, it made Yang Hao feel that his ammunition was seriously insufficient.

When the long magazine is exhausted, you can only use a short magazine of 17 rounds, and at that time, your firepower will decrease due to the lack of ammunition.

So he didn't have much time to hold on.

It's even more sad on the side of the Meteor in the night.

She used an AWM sniper rifle and a CZ75 pistol. At this time, it is obvious that the continuous firepower brought by the pistol is more important, and what her party has to deal with now is actually only the enemies around her, so her sniper rifle has no long-distance targets to attack.

And using a pistol also means that her firepower has become the weakest, and it can only play a little auxiliary role.

The others were in a better position, with either semi-automatic sniper rifles or assault rifles. At this time, they are the main force in the firefight.

The entire formation is arranged into a similar front arrow formation, which is conducive to the charge, and the position of the front is naturally the muscle. Behind them, Yang Hao and the two snipers of the Night Meteor were surrounded in the middle, and with them, there were also the three rescuers.

They were already frightened, and the guns they held were shaking, let alone shooting to help. Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they saw their situation.

They weren't soldiers after all, and forcing them to fight seemed a bit difficult now.

A ball of bullets flew over, forcing everyone to duck their heads and dodge, and then, all of them came out and fired desperately, forcing all those who tried to rush back.

"This won't work!" Yang Hao shouted: "If this continues, we will not be able to rush out!" ”

Branster pulled away the grenade on his body and threw it out: "If you can run, don't stop, go!" ”

"Boom!"

Two screams rang out along with the explosion, and everyone stood up again and sprinted in the direction of the twin demons. Yang Hao, Night Meteor and others were also desperately urging the rescuers to flee for their lives, while protecting them by the side.

"Attention, there's a helicopter heading towards you, and it's expected to arrive in three minutes!"

On the radio, Black Snake reluctantly told them even worse news.

Helicopters have always been the natural enemies of the army, and there are no such things as good-performing anti-aircraft individual missiles in their hands, so they don't want to shoot down such things.

Branster's face froze, and before he could say anything, the smoker began to laugh: "Don't worry, I've thought of it a long time ago, and the thing to deal with helicopters is right under my feet!" ”

"Huh?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The smokers came to support, and they even brought anti-aircraft individual missiles?

You must know that the Ludao helicopter is flying around and its whereabouts are uncertain, which is also the reason why it is difficult for an RPG bazooka to hit a helicopter. If you want to destroy it with one hit, then you have to use missiles with a tracking system, like Stinger missiles and the like.

Listening to the smoker's confidence, he should have really brought Stinger missiles here. In this way, the threat of helicopters can be ignored again.

Now they need to hurry up and get to the place where the smoker is and join them. As long as they meet them, escape becomes hopeful, after all, they are the only ones who have transportation, and Branster believes that with the idea of the smoker, there are probably some traps waiting for the enemy around here.

"Attention, attention, a team of allies is approaching from eleven o'clock, repeat, don't think about firing at eleven o'clock, this is a friendly army." (To be continued......)