"Ahem! Cough! ”

A slight cough suddenly sounded in the basement, Fang Yan slowly stood up, shook it twice, sat down, looked up and looked at the glimmer of light next to him blankly.

The sound of tinnitus slowly disappeared, Fang Yan trembled vigilantly, and his head finally returned to his conscious state, he looked around, silently picked up the military high-energy compressed biscuits on the ground, and ate them one bite at a time.

What if someone puts two shots on their heads in quick succession?

Perhaps, probably, of course, forgive him!

What if he doesn't show up in front of his eyes......

Fang Yan thought hatefully, put away the remaining half of the packet of compressed biscuits, and after drinking saliva to moisten his dry mouth, he quietly leaned against the window with a rifle, and observed the outside world through the tiny gap, silently.

He didn't dare to say it anymore, God knows, if he took the remark "I have the ability to test ...... with a nuclear bomb", would there really be a nuclear bomb flying around the arc above his head.

When the time comes......

Although Lao Maozi's basement is very strong, and there is no gap between the two shells, if it is replaced by a nuclear bomb, it is estimated that no matter how hard it is, there is no trace of egg, and the heat wave and air pressure formed during the explosion alone are enough to make you die a hundred times......

But why is there no gunfire at all?

The grass on the grass outside is still tenaciously rooted in the soil, facing the direction of the sun, slowly stretching its suppressed body, the outside world seems to be as silent as before, and the sun in the sky is as bright and gorgeous as before......

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Eventually, two different gunshots began to sound slowly, and then gradually intensified, resounding in all corners of the area, but it seemed that the gunfire on the British side was much weaker, and there was no arrogance as before......

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

"Boom!"

A ball of fire flashed in front of him, and then, the propeller that was still spinning fell on the ground in front of him, and after lifting a large cloud of dirt, it slowly stopped, and at the same time, the wreckage of the helicopter also fell to the ground, less than 100 meters away from the dialect, and the flames on it were still rising, and then slowly stopped......

"Gollum!"

The dialect's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and slowly, he moved the template away a few points again, and the outside world finally showed itself in front of his eyes.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

The sound of piercing the sky kept ringing, and with it, it was the constant roaring sound, he watched, quickly retracted his body and leaned against the wall, tightened his rifle, gently closed his eyes, and slowly opened, quietly looking at this dim space.

The sound of gunfire has been completely suppressed, and the whole world is only left with the sound of continuous explosions, and mixed with it, there may be that scream......

"Whew!"

Fang Yan exhaled, his chest rising and falling, but he didn't make any movement, he knew that it was not the time to go out on his own, and perhaps more appropriately, he wasn't going to go out until no one had set foot in this basement, or until the artillery fire threatened him.

The outside world is terrifying now, if he doesn't want to die and not even find a little residue, it's better to stay in this basement obediently, but for the old Maozi and the NATO coalition forces who are now at war, keeping their whole body after death may also be their highest luxury.

The sound of gunfire, the sound of bombing, the sound of tank fire, the buzz of helicopters, the roar of fighter jets......

The city, once thought by the dialect to be a flank battlefield, was in a bustle for a moment, and then completely transformed into a paradise of death, a furnace of flesh and blood, and a tomb of steel......

……

In the sound of artillery fire, the sky slowly darkened, the clear day finally came to an end, and the night slowly unfolded her intoxicating side......

The sound of gunfire and roaring slowly subsided, but there were still a few sudden flashes of firelight, breaking the hard-won moment of silence.

An automatic rifle, a sniper rifle, a pistol, 109 rifle bullets, 16 sniper rifle bullets, 2 grenades, 30 pistol bullets, two octax scopes, a holographic, a set of mud-stained combat uniforms, a well-conditioned helmet, half a pack of military high-energy compressed biscuits......

Fang Yan counted his supplies again, and then sat silently in the middle of the basement, looking at the map on the ground, constantly thinking about where he should flee if he suffered an emergency.

NATO's coalition forces should still occupy a dominant position in the city, and at the same time, air supremacy is also in the hands of NATO, but Lao Maozi also began to slowly counterattack, dragging NATO coalition forces into the street fighting in the city.

The set of combat camouflage uniforms on his body belongs to the NATO coalition forces, and the guns in his hands are also from the NATO coalition forces, and the easiest way to judge friends and foes on the battlefield is to judge the gunshots, because generally speaking, soldiers cannot pick up the enemy's weapons at will.

First of all, picking up enemy weapons at random and using them may cause your comrades to miscalculate, as different guns will fire different sounds.

You can imagine a situation where when you are fighting a positional battle, there is a sudden burst of enemy gunfire behind you, but if it is you, do you panic? Irritating or not? Will it cause a miscalculation?

So the current situation is very embarrassing for the dialect, wearing the skin of a NATO coalition army, but with a Chinese face, no matter which way it goes, it is a rhythm that is directly abrupt......

Perhaps, go to the side and get close to the old Maozi, and then put on the skin of the old Maozi and wear a mask when interspersed?

Fang Yan's finger swiped on the map, slowly drawing a route out, he turned his head, estimated the direction, and shook his head again.

No, Lao Maozi is still in a weak position, it is too dangerous to wear the skin of Lao Maozi, and the clothes and rifle on his body cannot be changed now, God knows if Lao Maozi will tie a mine fuse to a rifle, or put an explosive bomb in the magazine.

So, you can only rely on the side of the NATO coalition forces, rely on the decorations on your body to get away from the center of the battlefield, and then wander around the periphery?

Fang Yan scribbled his finger on the map in front of him again, but suddenly stopped in the air, then quickly turned to the rifle placed on the side and picked it up gently.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

A few gunshots suddenly flashed around, followed by a series of footsteps and a series of hurried shouts......

"Gaudí, Hook, watch the door!"

"Chris, Are you ok?"