Damn it!

Actually use RPG, young people don't talk about martial arts, rat tail juice!

Gu Ren, who quickly flashed into the factory, leaned his back against the wall, quietly listening to the chaotic footsteps around him, and while being vigilant, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

How could he not feel distressed at the thought that the Aston Martin, which had not been driving for long, had been blown up like this.

Even if the system space could fully restore the car, Gu Ren was still very angry in his heart when he was taken away by the Skeleton Gang with an RPG and almost blew himself up.

However, this also reminded Gu Ren that although he was not facing a regular army, nor was he a strong mercenary, but he was also a group of vicious underworld gangs, plus the Gulf Group behind him, the means of the other party would not be much worse, and the RPG rocket just now was an example.

Treading ......

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Gu Ren frowned, hung the rifle in his hand behind his back, and took out two pistols from the pouch, holding one in each hand.

His current location is on the left side of the factory, because the missile exploded before, the wall here is seriously damaged, and there are abandoned machinery inside, the space is relatively narrow, and it is not as convenient to take a long gun as a short gun in this kind of place.

It's close!

The sound of hurried footsteps is getting closer and closer,

Gu Ren's ears were very sensitive, and he could roughly hear that the footsteps should have come from two people.

Just when Gu Ren heard two people touching him, next to a machine a few meters away, under the sunlight, a shadow could be faintly seen.

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

The moment the two heavily armed enemies raised their guns and poked their heads out, he had already pulled the trigger in his hand, and with a burst of gunsmoke, two bullets burst out, hitting the two men in the head with precision.

Plop twice.

The two armed members of the Zetas fell to the ground with a look of surprise on their faces.

The sudden sound of gunfire attracted the attention of the others, and Joyce's face changed, and he shouted as he rushed to support in the direction of the gunshot: "Green! Green! Valen! ”

No one responded, and Joyce's heart sank, but her steps were faster.

At the same time, after killing the two of them, Gu Ren turned around and left the hiding place as soon as possible, which also made Joyce, who had brought people over to support, pounce.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the corpses of the two companions on the ground, the muzzle of the gun that was still bleeding at the center of his eyebrows, Joyce waved his fist angrily, gritting his teeth, eager to catch Gu Ren and give him a few shots.

Taking a deep breath, Joyce turned around and reminded everyone: "Be careful, the goal this time is not simple." ”

Both of his men were shot in the eyebrows, and they were killed with one blow, and Joyce knew that the person who had just shot might be the Asian man in the surveillance video last time.

In the face of this kind of spearmanship, in the intricate environment of the factory, it will undoubtedly increase the pressure on the personnel on his side.

"Da Da Da ......"

While Joyce was reminding his men to be careful, Martinez on the other side happened to meet Rambo with the remaining members of the Skull Gang and the men sent by Joyce.

Shots were fired on both sides.

Under the crackling burst of gunfire like firecrackers, several members of the Skull Gang were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground in an instant.

Hearing the gunshots and screams, Joyce clenched his fists and said angrily, "Go and support them!" ”

Joyce is a very strong person, and once led a team of Zetas members to ambush the Mexican military who wanted to encircle and suppress the Gulf Group, so he hated passivity very much, but now the two people who broke into the factory are good hands, and with the help of the complex environment of the factory, they give each other a big advantage of swimming in the sea.

……

Click!

Rambo wore a red bandana tied to his forehead, held the M60 in his left hand, and put his right hand on the trigger, and removed the empty magazine with a grim face.

Having just exchanged fire with Martinez's men, he had emptied a magazine, and now only the last chain hanging from his body remained.

Loading the chain, Rambo pulled the bolt hard, glanced sideways at the outside, and turned sharply to shoot at the corner.

The chain full of 100 rounds of 7.62 bullets was pouring out one after another, punching holes in the wall one after another, and as the fire continued, the original potholes became bigger and bigger, and in the end they were forced to miss a hole.

Seeing that the enemy did not dare to fight back at all, Rambo's inner fire became more and more intense, his eyes showed a fierce light, holding the M60 machine gun, and striding towards the corner of the wall while strafing, just like back then.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared from the opposite corner of the wall, and Rambo turned his gun sharply when he saw this, and continued to strafe at the enemy who rushed to support.

The bullet burst out.

The strong recoil of the machine gun made the aging Rambo a little uncontrollable, and a string of bullets grazed the few people and hit the wall.

Leonard, who rushed to help, felt a hot wind sweep across his cheeks, causing him to jerk back and bump into the team behind him.

"Da Da Da ......"

The spitting stones hurt the cheeks, and the rising dust gradually spread in the small space.

Rambo held the machine gun while strafing the right and the left, and the powerful firepower made no one dare to get up and fight back for a while.

Leonard cautiously poked his head out, and was about to take a look when a bullet grazed his cheek, and he turned around sharply, touched his bruised skin, and said angrily, "Fake! Drew, you take someone to copy it from the back! ”

"Yes!"

The man who was called Drew immediately called two people to join him, preparing to bypass this narrow passage and outflank Rambo from behind.

At this time, Rambo, who killed the red eye, completely ignored whether he would be shot coldly, holding an M60 was a strafing shot, until all the bullets were emptied, he gradually came to his senses, looked left and right, and the people on both sides had not yet reacted that he had no bullets.

Rambo casually threw down the machine gun, took out a pistol from behind, turned and ducked back to his previous position, while stepping on a scrapped machine, ready to climb to the top and go around to kill the men.

If it is a head-to-head battle, Rambo may not be the opponent of these people at this time, after all, he is already old and does not have the physical strength of his youth, but if he is in this abandoned mechanical processing factory, Rambo thinks that he will not be afraid of anyone.

Abandoned machinery, pipes, narrow workshop passages, and choking dust everywhere make this a forest of steel.

And in the jungle, Rambo is never afraid of anyone!

Because in the jungle, there are only two characters, the hunter and the prey, and he is the hunter who hunts in a dark and complex environment!

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