Assie attracted fire in the direction of Hong Kong Island, and almost all the shells she was carrying were empty in the middle of the night. But her ferocious style made the British who tried to encircle her completely lose their temper, and their morale was reduced to zero.

But in the direction of Kowloon Bay, the situation is different.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted on the roof of the building where the vault was located, holding an RT-20 anti-materiel rifle, aiming at the top floor of a high-rise commercial center about 400 meters away.

On the top floor is a team of two Flying Tigers, a Remington M-700 sniper rifle falling behind a wall, and under the rifle is the corpse of a uniformed sniper.

Observe the hand leaning against the wall, chest heaving violently. In front of him, his partner's head was completely gone, and his skull shattered like an explosion. There was a trail of blood on the ground on the top floor, barely making out the bones and brains.

Death is only a matter of moments.

The observer was still gasping for breath, and a call came over the intercom, "Hawkeye Three, Eagle calls Hawkeye Three." Are you in place? Please answer if you hear it. ”

Watch as your hands tremble and press the intercom talk button on your chest. He said in a terrified voice, "I'm Hawkeye Three, and we're in place." ”

"Did you find anything?"

"Ah Shou is dead."

"What?"

"We just came up, and Ah Shou set up the gun. I didn't even have time to observe, a bullet came from the direction of the vault...... "The observer choked up," the observer choked, "There are snipers on the other side, very powerful snipers." He was on the roof of the vault. ”

There was silence on the intercom.

Tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes, but when he released the call button, he reached for the M700 that his partner had dropped. But the moment he touched the firearm, a 20-millimeter bullet shot from hundreds of meters away, crashing through the epitaxial wall of the roof.

As if the observer hand had been hammered, a bullet entered his left rib and his right chest was fired. But he seemed to have suffered a cross-cut, and in addition to splashing a splash of blood, his body was also broken in two.

The RT-20 of Croatian origin uses ammunition of 20 mm caliber. It is designed for long-range counter-materiel and can be used against light armored vehicles, and it is even easier to penetrate walls.

Only the night wind was howling on the rooftop.

A few seconds later, the walkie-talkie rang again, "Hawkeye Three, we order you to withdraw." Let someone else take over your mission. Hey, Hawkeye Three, you can withdraw. Hey......"

Above the two corpses, a little goblin silently flickered its wings, reporting to Zhou Qingfeng that the enemy had been eliminated.

There was also a ghost fluttering, constantly patrolling. Within five hundred meters of this dark night, nothing can hide from these formless and insubstantial undead.

Zhou Qingfeng withdrew his gun from the roof of the vault and swept his gaze in other directions. He didn't have any particularly good night vision devices on hand, relying entirely on his own night vision and the help of strange maids and ghosts.

The power supply in the Kowloon Bay area was destroyed, and almost all the light fixtures in the street houses were extinguished.

This is already a great convenience for Zhou Qingfeng. He knew one thing in the Black Forest, that humans in the dark night had little to no combat power.

But that's not the end of the story.

Just north of the vault, behind a building about five hundred meters away. Several Gurkha soldiers, under the cover of the building, were fiddling with a light mortar.

A cannonball flew out of the muzzle of the cannon, and a few seconds later it fell from the air, but a small parachute opened and lit up with a dazzling light—a flare.

Zhou Qingfeng was on the roof of the unobstructed vault, carrying the bulky RT-20 cat waist and flying away, quickly leaving the original position - the vault is only five floors, compared to the surrounding buildings with twenty or thirty floors, it is not a very good location.

Under the flare of hundreds of thousands of candlelight intensity, Zhou Qingfeng's shadow was very obvious. He had just moved, and a dense barrage of bullets came from a long distance of a thousand meters.

The roof of the vault was cratered, and it seemed that the British were really in a hurry to use heavy weapons in the residential area. This forced Zhou Qingfeng to jump from a five-story building more than 20 meters high, and continued to move rapidly after landing.

The first flare was about to fall and go out, but the second and third were raised one after another. The area around the vault is bright, and there are no dead ends at 360 degrees.

The British also learned to be obedient and set up firing positions on high-rise buildings at least a kilometer away. Striking at Zhou Qingfeng from afar from multiple directions.

"Meow, go find me the enemy who is firing the flare." Zhou Qingfeng had no way to take the mortars fired by Qu. He really didn't prepare himself with this kind of street fighting weapon.

The black cat Meow Meow beats soy sauce beside his master all the year round, and after listening to the order, he identifies the trajectory of the flare, and quickly rushes out to find the enemy's artillery position.

Zhou Qingfeng was temporarily forced to hide in the vault by the machine gun fire from multiple angles, and he ordered the little goblin beside him: "Go find the other party's machine gun position and use the dance light technique to light them up." ”

The bolt was pulled, and another bullet slipped into the chamber of the RT-20. This is a very strange-looking firearm with a large reaction tube to alleviate the huge recoil.

However, in addition to being bulky and difficult to handle, it is accurate and extremely powerful, making it suitable for lightly armored targets.

Meowth ran a few hundred meters in the darkness and pinpointed the mortar team hiding behind the building with flares on its head. She lunged on almost silently, her claws slicing open the major artery in the gunner's neck.

Warm blood splashed on the face of the second gunner, who originally lowered his head to avoid the air wave of the projectile discharge, but when he reached out and touched it, his palm was full of blood. When he looked up in surprise, he found that the British officer commanding the artillery crew was clutching his neck and falling.

The flares that were constantly rising into the air gradually fell, but they were not replenished, and darkness fell again. Several machine-gun crews that were concentrating fire in the direction of the vault lost their target and could not see anything.

The Gurkha machine gunners waited for the next flare to be fired. But one of the machine gun crews suddenly found themselves shining on for no apparent reason - in the dark of the night, it was too conspicuous.

If you find it, you will be attacked.

A particularly bursting single shot sounded in the darkness, even with the dullness of shelling. A large-caliber bullet came out of its chamber and crossed a distance of one kilometer at a supersonic speed of more than 800 meters per second.

To the north of the vault, on top of the thirty floors of a small area. The four-man machine gun crew was looking at each other, and the light on their bodies was too strange.

But the moment the light appeared, they were alertly lying on the roof of the building, thinking about what was going on?

A projectile of twenty millimeters of caliber came in a burst and pierced through the floor slab more than a dozen centimeters thick. The reinforced concrete shattered and burst out, hitting people and causing pain.

But the four machine gunners were not accurately hit, and they remained largely calm. The team leader even shouted, "We have been discovered." Don't get up, just move back. ”

The exposed machine gun crew crawled back at the top of the floor, trying to climb up the stairwell. As soon as they entered the stairwell, they were safe. However, the bullets fired from a distance did not mean to let go, and three or four rounds were fired in succession.

But because of the angle of view, Zhou Qingfeng only saw some bright light, all of which were blind shots. He finally got angry and gritted his teeth and carried out a 'Gustav M3' recoilless gun.

"I don't believe it, I can't kill you." Zhou Qingfeng carried the 'Gustav M3' and aimed at the top of the floor thousands of kilometers away, where only the last glimmer of light remained.

Boom......

The barrel of the 'Gustav M3' made a muffled sound. A shot of 84 mm caliber detonation **** flew out at high speed and hit the target about four seconds later.

A flame erupted from the roof of the building, which was extinguished.

I couldn't see anything clearly in the dark, and a kilometer was beyond the distance of the link network. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't contact the little goblin, and he didn't know the damaging effect of this shell.

However, after the shelling, the other machine gun crews that had been firing at the vault immediately became mute. Even if a mortar team fired flares later, they would rather shoot in the air than provoke an opponent with a cannon with them.

That shot just now was too accurate.

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