Hearing the rumbling sound of the car coming from far and near, Zhou Qingfeng, who was climbing on the tree, hurriedly twisted a thick branch beside him and threw it down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Well......, message tree. The means of communication in the soil are fine. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's instructions, the underground militia hurriedly gave the order to go down - all pay attention and prepare for battle.

At this juncture, you have to go up if you don't get on. Otherwise, people can flee into the mountains and barren mountains to eat and drink, but the convoy can't escape.

Seeing the leading M3 personnel carrier appear in view, Zhou Qingfeng took out the tattered red flag. This was originally a good-looking strapon on the convoy, but now it has been taken down as a signal flag. Seeing the red flag held high, the militia who was responsible for pulling the strings for the soil bombs tightened the hemp rope in their hands.

When the troop carrier was still about ten meters away from the burial site, Zhou Qingfeng waved the red flag down heavily. The militia pulled the strings and hid in the bushes more than 20 meters away from the site where the earth bombs were planted.

An earthen grenade was pulled, and about half a kilogram of T*N*T explosives were tied to it, enough to blow up a personnel carrier into the sky. And after waving the red flag, Zhou Qingfeng waited to see the picture of the explosion.

The cold wind is still howling, the temperature is still cold, everything is business as usual in this wilderness, and the convoy of the South Stick Supply Station continues to drive. Damn, that grenade didn't blow up?

Zhou Qingfeng's brain immediately numbled a melon ......, and he had already scolded the ability of the dead turtle to make grenades, this craft is too trendy! But just as he was thinking about activating the remedial plan, the grenade exploded - it was delayed for three more seconds, which was really deadly.

Half a kilogram of explosives was detonated, but it failed to hit a single car. Due to an additional delay of three seconds, the personnel carrier that opened the road in Nanbang had already driven past the location where the bomb was planted, beyond a distance of seven or eight meters.

The explosion caused violent noises and vibrations, and also raised a large amount of dust to fill the battlefield. However, because it didn't blow it up, the power shattered the windows of the truck at the South Stick Supply Station and jumped its soldiers from the convoy in fright.

...... the hell, this explosion hardly had much effect. But now that the battle has begun, you can't do it. Let's fight!

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was dizzy, the red flag in Zhou Qingfeng's hand waved twice again, and the two troop carriers controlled by his own side immediately began to roar out. They will launch a blitz to the death.

And Zhou Qingfeng was not idle, he had several cluster grenades in his hand, six grenades were bundled together, and they were firmly tied with a trouser belt more than one meter long. Grabbing the waistband of his trousers, he flicked it over his head with all his might.

The cluster grenade whirred around the top of Zhou Qingfeng's head three times, and after accelerating, it swished out of his hand. Six bundles of grenades flipped off the pull rings and flew more than 50 meters away, hitting a truck on the road with a clatter.

The cluster grenade broke through the window and landed on the driver's seat. The driver of the car was frightened by the explosion that had just sounded, and when he saw a large bundle of smoking grenades beside him, he immediately screamed, opened the door and jumped out.

......, the cluster grenade exploded, and the driver, who had just jumped out of the cab, was instantly engulfed by the shock wave. A few seconds later, an even louder bang shook the heavens and the earth - the Nanbang truck was loaded with ammunition and was detonated!

Huge tremors spread back and forth between heaven and earth.

"What happened?" Lieutenant Nambang, who was at the back of the convoy, was so frightened that he jumped up. In fact, his question was meaningless, and when he heard the continuous explosions, the fool knew that he had been attacked.

"Get off, get off, fight back, fight back." Lieutenant Nanbang yelled, but he himself got out of the truck in a panic and burrowed into the grass and woods by the side of the road like a fly.

The entire Nanbang convoy spread for several hundred meters, and after Zhou Qingfeng casually threw out two cluster grenades to create a huge chaos, he began to shoot accurately with the '38 big cover' in his hand.

A large amount of smoke and dust rose in front of the convoy so that people could not see the target clearly, and a large number of soldiers and officers who jumped out of the car behind became Zhou Qingfeng's target.

With a snap of the shot, a 100-meter away officer who was holding a pistol was shot in the chest, and his constant waving of the command gesture attracted the gaze of the Grim Reaper. The soldiers who followed him hurriedly bowed their heads and shrank into the grass on the side of the road, no longer looking up easily.

But no matter how Zhou Qingfeng shot, the enemy's number had an absolute advantage. The constant spontaneous attacks of Nanbang soldiers jumping out of trucks and shooting indiscriminately in suspicious directions with their guns in their hands only emboldened them.

However, this act of audacity also caused them a lot of trouble, and two M3 personnel carriers that had been ordered to attack rushed into the smoke and dust raised by the explosion.

The militia captain in the first car held the D-shaped grip of the M2HB, and immediately after pressing the trigger, the whole machine gun began to vibrate rhythmically. Accompanied by a muzzle flame more than a meter long, large-caliber bullets erupted with tom tom.

The driver squad leader who drove the car also roared and rushed forward like a mad tiger. In the open car, bullets flew over his head, and the louder the gunshots, the more frantic he became. As a result, the old driver went a little too crazy and collided directly with Nanbang's unlucky lead personnel carrier that was not blown up into the sky.

At the moment of the collision, the people in both cars were uncomfortable.

The people on the South Stick troop carrier on the other side are being confused by the sudden attack, what to do? It stands to reason that they should get out of the car immediately and launch a counterattack with the heavy machine guns on board of the car. But in the smoke and dust, they did not wait for them to organize, and they were not afraid of death, and the enemy who did not want to die had already been killed in front of them.

The 50-round ammunition box was empty in less than ten seconds. As soon as the fire stopped, the militia captain who was responsible for firing the gun was immediately dumbfounded. The car also stopped, and as soon as he was excited, the trigger was pulled to the end, and the bullet swished and sprayed.

The second troop carrier behind was a little more clever, and with a twist of the car, it passed by the side of the road, taking the place of the leader of the attack. And the militia captain immediately grabbed the Nanbang prisoner next to him with a hideous face - he only learned to shoot, not how to load.

Just ten seconds after the captives were reloaded, the smoke and dust that had just exploded dissipated slightly. Only then did the driver squad leader and militia captain of the crash see clearly the situation on the M3 personnel carrier opposite, and the brainless close-range critical attack just now had terrible consequences.

Since the M3 personnel carrier is an open-top compartment, the protection of the occupants in the vehicle is not complete, and all 50 large-caliber machine gun rounds are sprayed on the opponent's compartment. The driver of the troop carrier, the machine gunner, and several soldiers of the southern stick were all beaten to pieces by machine gun bullets, and their bodies were incomplete.

The bullet pierced through several corpses with undiminished power and continued to fire at a truck that followed behind. The front of the truck was suddenly beaten beyond recognition, bullet holes were dense, and a blood-red splash mark remained in the driver's cab, which seemed to be the driver of the other party.

"This is what I did?" The panicked militia captain suddenly shouted, "I'm so powerful? If I make it back alive, I'll me up for the rest of my life. ”

With a click, the M2HB's casing lid was closed. Under the threat of bayonets, the captives of the South Stick reloaded a new box of fifty rounds.

With a successful blow, the militia captain was suddenly full of pride, and he yelled at the driver squad leader who was also in a daze: "What are you doing in a daze?" Old driver, you drive! Rest assured, with my skills, I won't flip. (To be continued.) )