"Signal soldiers? I think you're better than the special forces! ”

Special forces and scout Leng Feng have thought about it, but he never thought that Xia Shu was actually a communication soldier, not that he looked down on this class, but the communication soldier should not have such combat effectiveness!

"It's all forced by the environment, don't talk about this, what are you going to do next? Santa Marta is completely unsafe. ”

Natsuki asked this sentence in English, and he looked at all the people in the supermarket who were still angry.

"Go to the embassy, we are all Huaxia, they should take us in!"

Qian Bida was the first to speak, and at this most dangerous time he remembered his homeland, and although he was still a nominal Ukanda, he should take up a gun to guard the democracy and freedom of the people of Ukanda as he swore that day.

"Will they take us in?"

The questioner was a black man with glasses, who was not Chinese, and the embassy of the Chinese people would not necessarily take them in.

"Let's go together, those red turban soldiers have already killed the red eyes, staying here is waiting for death, and you can try your luck when you go to the embassy!"

Through the gap in the gate, Natsuki saw that the Red Turban Army was enjoying their killing feast, whether it was a government army or a civilian, there was no difference in their eyes, they were all existences that could be ruthlessly killed, and the barbarism was vividly reflected at this moment.

Picking up a piece of broken glass on the ground and shining it to the side, Natsuki saw at a glance that another wave of red turban troops was coming towards the supermarket.

"They're here again, decide whether to go or leave it to you, cousin, grab the strap of my backpack and remember to follow my footsteps!"

Natsuki has never been a virgin, and it's okay to take a hand, but they are all adults, and they are responsible for whatever choices they make.

Tear off two old American M57 anti-personnel grenades from the corpses of the government soldiers next to him and pin them on his belt, this is still an old guy from the Cold War, and he is also the first time he has seen it, and sure enough, you can see any weapon on the African battlefield.

"I'm going with you, and you're the strongest communications soldier I've ever seen!"

Leng Feng pulled the potato and stood up in a half-squat, he didn't say anything big, whether it was marksmanship or consciousness, this Qian boss's nephew was the first-class, even if it was a wolf warrior's communication soldier, it was nothing more than that!

Not to mention that he was so decisive and directly killed the Red Turban Army, this is definitely the No. 1 ruthless man.

"Okay!"

Natsuki's answer was short and powerful, he could help his compatriots more, but this one didn't look bad, maybe they could go to the embassy themselves without his help, but there was a lot of power!

"Attention, everyone, when I throw this grenade blows up, let's rush out together!"

Finger through the pull tab of an M57 grenade, Natsuki signaled to everyone, seeing that everyone nodded, his index finger directly forced.

"Ding~~"

The ring was torn open, and Natsuki shook it hard at the gap in the door glass that was punched by the bullet, only to see the bulging bullet body cut a beautiful arc of death and smashed between the red turban troops who were "sweeping" this way.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and these red turban soldiers who were still fierce and vicious in the last second showed various expressions on their faces at this moment, but they couldn't escape the same ending.

"Boom~~"

With a violent explosion, the exploded steel wire winding prefabricated grooved fragmentation sleeve instantly shredded the nearest few people, even if the luck that was far away was not concentrated by the fragments, it was swept out by the fierce air wave, and it was impossible to get up for a while.

"Let~~"

Kicking open the shattered gate, Natsuki took the lead in the street, and when the bullets flew, he turned sideways to see a red turban army wearing a clown mask kneeling on one knee at the corner of the street, and it was the RPG-7 on his shoulder that had been screwed with propellants.

"Bang~~"

Natsuki immediately shook his hand and shot it, and the 9mm Parabellum pistol bullet crossed a short distance of twenty meters, and hit the fuse of the rocket that had not yet been fired.

"Boom~~"

A huge fireball exploded in an instant, which was several times more powerful than the grenade just now, and swept all the red turban troops around it, and the stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, and the scene was quite bloody.

"Vomit~~"

Seeing this scene, Qian Bida's stomach had undigested lunch, and it rushed up to his throat, but now there was really no time for him to vomit.

"Follow me~~"

With his left hand, he put his left hand on Qian Bida's shoulder and pressed his figure down, a stray bullet grazed his scalp and hit the strong in front of him, bricks splashed everywhere, Xia Shu dragged his clothes and ran to the right hand, the embassy was in that direction, and Leng Feng pulled the potato to follow closely.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~Bang~"

Like an emotionless killer, Natsuki kept pulling the trigger in his hand, and all the red turban soldiers who dared to stop in front of them fell to the ground one by one with disbelief in their eyes, and the bloody hole in the head had already shown that there was no need to replenish the gun at all.

Street fighting is that shorter firearms like pistols and submachine guns are more advantageous, and the muzzle of the AK in their hands has been shot in the head by Natsuki before it has been transferred, even after mercenary training and years of experience in slaughtering civilians, they are still not Natsuki's opponents.

Faster reaction speed, and ridiculously accurate marksmanship at close range allowed Natsuki to harvest the lives of these beasts more efficiently.

When a person is so barbaric that he has no bottom line, then he loses the qualification to be a human being, killing these people, Xia Shu has no psychological burden at all, just looking at Xia Shu who kills the god, Qian Bida seems to have re-acquainted himself with his nephew.

And Leng Feng behind him was also infected by Natsuki, and he didn't leave his hand on these red turban troops, pulling the trigger of AKM, sending out one accurate shot after another, and the red turban army behind was directly suppressed.

Two people, one long and one short, cooperated to clear the alley, which is simply incredible.

But that was the end of the road, and when the group came to the end of the alley, they turned into a main road, only to find that they had suddenly broken into a hail of bullets.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

It wasn't a heavy machine gun, the ZPU-2 twin 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun that was supposed to be used to fight planes was mounted on the rear bucket of the pickup truck, and under the control of the Red Turban Army, the elevation angle was directly leveled, and it opened heavy fire on the government troops of a platoon opposite.

hit the head, the head is gone; Hit the arm, the arm is gone; hit the upper body, the upper body was directly cut off, and those cars blocked in the middle of the road, which should have been the hardest car engine, were torn out by this bullet.

And Xia Shu and his party were standing right in the middle of the battle between the two armies, bullets of various calibers of various sizes were flying in the air, even if Xia Shu was suppressed by this terrifying firepower all of a sudden, he couldn't raise his head, and the scene fell directly into a stalemate.