He had just gotten out of the tiger's mouth and nipminally killed the tiger cub in the bud, but now he was in the wolf's den, less than fifty meters away, and everyone was holding an automatic rifle......

I'll play with your winter melon skin......

Fang Yan broke the glass of the window, and then quickly jumped in, and kept running behind him, until he entered the house near the road again, and then slowly stopped, ran to the bathroom on the first floor, and slowly stretched out the muzzle of the sniper rifle through the window, constantly adjusting his breathing.

Although he thought that the current situation was not easy to deal with, Fang Yan still knew what he should do, and he would definitely not be able to go back to the area where he came, because the gunshots over there were now ringing out happily, so he could only pass through some favorable terrain now, so as to slowly eat away at the vitality of the five-person team in front of him.

A wounded person must need someone to help, but a dead person does not need anyone's help, so for Fang Yan, injuring them is the most important thing, so as to create enough time for his escape.

“piu！”

A slight voice sounded, Fang Yan squinted his eyes, quickly put away his gun and ran outside the house, and the bathroom where he had stayed was baptized by a wave of bullets in an instant.

However, the person on the other side did not fall ......

It's a very embarrassing thing, but it also happens to reflect the military quality of the enemy on the other side, not like the previous group of people stupid, or more appropriately, their understanding of the modern battlefield is beyond the reach of dialects, after all, most of the knowledge learned in dialects comes from books.

"Ping-pong, bang, piu!"

The bullets kept hitting the wall railing, and then there were crisp sounds, Fang Yan took out a grenade again, threw it in the direction where the gunfire came from, and then took advantage of this pause, got up and quickly ran to the next house.

The suppression formed by the firepower of the five people, so that the dialect did not have any way to fight back at this moment, the previous action can be called a surprise, attacking it unprepared, using its own concealment and sneak attack to create opportunities to break one by one, and now, the opposite side is like a combination of spear and shield, both offensive and defensive, without giving the dialect any chance.

It seems that now he only has one choice left, that is, to run as fast as he can!

But this residential area is not peaceful, not to mention that there is a firefight less than 400 meters in front of me, but I can try to lead the way to the east......

Fang Yan thought, took out the scope of the sniper rifle and quickly looked at the area of the exchange of fire in front of him, and then immediately retracted it, made a small circle, and ran to the side of the area of the front fire exchange while avoiding the sight of the pursuers behind him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The gunfire in front of him became crisp, Fang Yan shrank behind the wall, looked at the house in front of him, which was only less than 100 meters away from him, and kept emitting gunshots, silently rushed in the direction of the NATO coalition forces next to him, and then quickly lay on the ground and looked at the pursuers behind him.

The figure, which appeared slightly in the night vision device, looked at it in the dialect, raised the muzzle of the rifle, and fired a half-shuttle bullet directly in the direction of Lao Maozi, and then threw a grenade at the person behind him, and then pulled back sharply, running to the side around the position where the NATO coalition forces were located.

"Boom! Da! Da! Da! ”

The two sides quickly began to exchange fire as Fang Yan thought, Fang Yan watched, took out his sniper rifle, and pulled the trigger directly at a burning place in the pursuer's position behind him, and then continued to run in the direction he set, but in an instant he retracted the steps he had stepped out.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

A few bullets hit the edge of the wall, jumping out of one small rubble slag after another, Fang Yan swallowed, looking at the next residential area 20 meters away from the empty grass on the opposite side, but he couldn't take his own step.

"Poof!"

The window next to it was directly smashed by Fang Yan with a rifle, and he quickly got in, stretched out his head slightly, looked in the direction of the pursuers behind him, and slowly shrank back, walking to the other side of the house, looking in the direction of the fierce exchange of fire just now.

Woe water, has been successful to the east, but the effect is not as Fang Yan thought, Lao Maozi has shown a decline under the two sides of the attack, the gunfire has been a little weaker until now, and is still moving towards the distance, fighting and retreating.

The sound of gunfire from the pursuers behind him was also slowly faint, and it was estimated that it was moving in his direction, but Fang Yan was confined to this area and could no longer move......

Why don't I have communication equipment, otherwise you would still be alive now?

Fang Yan's face flashed with a kind of cruelty, and he changed the magazine of his rifle again, then pulled the bolt, and slowly walked to the door and opened the door.

He didn't find the person who shot just now, because this house happened to be the dead end of the bullet just now, and at the same time, Fang Yan also knew that his skin as a NATO coalition force could not provide him with any cover and protection.

Because, judging from the previous situation where a NATO soldier did not hesitate to shoot when he saw him, they must have a mature battlefield identification system, and this key should be hidden in the intercom, or the dog tag they wear.

I definitely can't be confined to this small residence, otherwise I can only be surrounded by people on the other side.

And after that, for yourself like a battlefield mercenary, the best result is a bullet killing, otherwise, you can only live rather than die, and then you don't know how to die......

On the battlefield, there is no mercy, and the Geneva Conventions may be a joke for the battlefield......

20 meters away, a short sprint, 3 seconds, like a man, rush over, or, die on the way to the charge!

His eyes never wavered, Fang Yan looked at the wooden door in front of him that was opened by himself, and the empty grass outside that was 20 meters of life and death, took a deep breath, raised his feet and rushed out directly, and then rolled in an instant.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

The bullet flew over the scalp......

Fang Yan quickly stood up again with one hand, and rushed towards the front desperately, and at the same time, the body of the micro-side rifle, without aiming, only relied on his own feelings, constantly strafing in the direction from which the gunfire came from the side.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

The flames of war, the smoke of gunpowder, the face covered with mud, the slight flames from the muzzle of the gun, and the hideous face......