A 7.62mm bullet poured into the center of the Western European sniper's eyebrows, directly lifting his heavenly spirit cover, and he kept the gun in action and fell backwards, dead and transparent.

Ouyang Qian withdrew the August 1 tactical change and called the observation post by radio, "Observation post, you can continue to fire, transfer the position in three minutes, it's over!"

"Understood!"

A small ploy to take out one of the opposing snipers. Such a small tactic, Ouyang Qian and these people are very familiar with it, and the tacit understanding is very good.

Close quarters of fire began in the building where the acute balcony was located, and several mercenaries who had stormed up the stairs were knocked down by a shuttle of bullets from the machine gunners waiting at the door. Immediately, sure enough, grenades attacked, and several grenades were thrown accurately.

The Heavy smiled coldly, and just lay there without moving.

The grenades hit the grenade net, then bounced back, falling down the steps and gurgling down. The mercenary who threw the grenade watched as the grenades rolled down, not one but all, and his pupils dilated all at once. However, they ran out of reaction time, and several grenades exploded in a small space.

"Boom ......"

The space was so small that the explosions were connected and sounded like a grenade had exploded.

The mercenaries were all broken sacks.

"Hahaha! this thing is pretty good!" the Heavy laughed loudly.

Ouyang Qian opened her mouth, dragged two boxes of bullets to the machine gunner, and said, "Fight to the death, they will continue to attack! If you don't take here, they won't be able to cross the crossroads!"

"Understood!" The Heavy quickly replaced the new chain and clicked the bolt to load.

"Ouyang, they have captured the position on the left side of North Street!" the precision shooter suddenly reported loudly.

Ouyang Qian hurriedly ran over with her waist bent, and showed her head in the rain of bullets and bullets to see that the position on the left side of North Street, which had just been bombarded by machine guns, had fallen into the hands of the other party, and the two team members inside were afraid that they would be more than lucky. The position on the left side of North Street is in the hands of the opponent, which means that the opponent has a stronghold that can counter the position on the right, and it is difficult for the acute angle balcony to provide fire support.

They can't provide it if they want to, at this moment, the acute angle balcony is still suppressed by the fierce firepower, and Ouyang Qian and they can't carry out the fire suppression at all. It was a sniper just now, and Ouyang Qian did it at the risk of being shot in the head!

The progress of the battle was beyond Ouyang Qian's expectations, he had estimated that the two positions on North Street could withstand each other's attacks for at least ten minutes, and now only three minutes have passed, and one position has already been lost. One can imagine the strength of these mercenary units.

"Staff Officer Su, we need support!" Ouyang Qian decisively gave the order.

In the original plan, the four team members in Su Xiaobing's hands would act as a reserve and be used as a mobile force, but they would not be put into use so soon.

But at this time, the situation is unjustifiable, Ouyang Qian did not make the decision to use the reserve team in advance!

"Roger!"

Su Xiaobing did not slack off at all, and immediately led a mobile team composed of four personnel to quickly reinforce from the side of South Street. Relying on the corner of South Street and North Street, they formed a crossfire with the position on the right side of North Street, and opened fierce fire, which immediately brought the opponent's offensive to a halt.

At this time, the battle on the West Street side also entered the white heat.

Su Xiaobing's firepower suppression gave the sharp-angled balcony position an opportunity to develop its firepower. Ouyang Qian and the precision shooter concentrated the fire of two machine guns and tilted the bullets at the mercenaries on North Street in a condescending manner. Instead of acting separately, they concentrated their firepower to strike first at the enemy on one side.

After completely suppressing the opponent, Ouyang Qian and the precision shooter immediately moved to the side of South Street, completed the replacement of ammunition in the process of transfer, and immediately provided fire support for South Street.

The important fulcrum role of the acute angle balcony position has been fully exerted.

Nanjie's firepower began to concentrate on the acutely angled balcony, and countless tracer bullets formed an obvious tongue of fire in the air, constantly licking that part of the balcony, and Ouyang Qian and the precision shooter had to hide.

Three mercenaries with individual bazookas on their shoulders rushed to the street under the cover of their own fire, and they quickly aimed at the sharply-angled balcony and decisively pulled the trigger. The three rockets dragged their long tail flames straight to the sharp-angled balcony and hit the target accurately.

The balcony, which had been overwhelmed by the previous bombardment, completely collapsed at this time and collapsed.

Ouyang Qian suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and then the whole person fell, and countless pieces of rubble and large pieces of concrete fell, burying him underneath. The precision shooter grabbed the break in the floor and stabilized the falling, and the Heavy quickly turned back and grabbed his hand and struggled to get up.

The mercenaries on the stairs were very cooperative, and they rushed up in pairs and fired at the machine gunner, who was so beaten that he trembled and lost his strength, and his body fell over the precision shooter. The precision shooter gritted his teeth as he pulled the detonator out of his pocket with great difficulty, yelling and pressing the button.

All the ammunition they placed in this position was detonated at the same time by the detonator.

"Boom !!"

The loud explosion made the building squeak and shake, and the dust burst out like compressed gas, and then the whole building began to collapse!

None of the dozen or so mercenaries who entered escaped, all of them were buried inside, and they were used as burial objects for precision shooters and machine gunners.

Ouyang Qian's position has since been lost.

Su Xiaobing looked at the rumbling and collapsing building, his teeth rattling.

He shouted, "All personnel withdraw to South Street!!!

It's the last moment.

The commander of the mercenaries was equally dumbfounded, he simply could not have imagined that these Chinese soldiers would use such an extreme way to stop their pace!

The drone faithfully transmitted the situation from the scene back to the Overseas Operations Command.

Li Mu looked at these clear pictures, listening to the constant reports and the phone calls between the Warrior No. 12 squad, the blood in his chest was rolling, and the anger was better than a while. It's just that he is no longer the reckless man who only relied on his enthusiasm to kill the front back then, he has to control the overall situation.

"How long will it take for the hostages to be evacuated?" Li Mu asked.

The voice was frighteningly low.

Zhang Lin's face was also solemn, her chest was lying together, her eyes were on fire, and she replied, "Five minutes!

Li Mu asked again, "Isn't there any news from the escort fleet yet?"

"Nope. Zhang Lin shook her head with difficulty.

"Let Lin Jing support the intersection immediately, support immediately!" Li Mu ordered.

"Yes!"

Zhang Lin quickly gave an order.

Li Mu stepped aside, picked up the satellite phone and contacted Sun Jiangtao, "Old Sun, listen, none of the mercenaries and terrorists in the eight major urban areas can leave our range as long as they have guns! I don't care what method you use! We must trap these people for Lao Tzu! I will cut them alive one by one!"

Sun Jiangtao only replied with one word: "Yes!"

After taking a few deep breaths, Li Mu dialed a number again, "Feng Liang, Sahara can't die, find a safe place to hide." You, Jiang Jun, in the summer, your position is on the flank of the Warriors No. 12 squad, that is, the right flank of the mercenary unit. I don't have any troops available now. ”

Needless to say, it is very thorough.

Feng Liang replied decisively: "Understood, please rest assured." ”

Li Mu can only do so much.

On that side, Sun Jiangtao immediately called Liu Xiaoguang and directly conveyed Li Mu's instructions, "The ghost head wants to leave all the armed personnel who are fighting with us behind, Xiaoguang, now there is only you, mobilize the tribe to arms, block their retreat, and no one can be let go!"

Liu Xiaoguang understood the meaning of these words, and he said solemnly, "Understand, I can tell the ghost head that I will complete the task at all costs!"

"Please!"

On the other side, after Feng Liang cut off contact, he dragged Sahara into the basement and locked him inside. Then he strode out, opened the small arms depot, and said in a deep voice as he sorted out his weapons and ammunition, "The mercenary troops have captured two-thirds of the positions at the crossroads, and the Warrior Team 12 has retreated to the last position with heavy casualties. Now the only three of us are closest to them. ”

He fastened his tactical vest and inserted a live magazine into the magazine pouch on it, saying, "Brothers, it is incumbent upon us to do so. ”

Jiang Jun pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said, "This is like the words, always engaging in underground work, but it is not the style of our full-mission troops. See more blood is. ”

He neatly picked up the only Gatling six-barrel machine gun, then picked up the chain one by one, hung it around his neck a few times, and then carried an M4A2 carbine on his back.

Summer pointed at him and said, "Jiang, what about your bulletproof vest, you can't wear that thing." ”

Jiang Jun took the night vision device and put it on, pointed at Gatling, and said, "You really think Lao Tzu is a strong man, and if you wear a bulletproof vest, you can't walk." Besides, if I get hit, the bulletproof vest may not be able to save my life, so I might as well be brisk. ”

Feng Liang said, "Don't fight, set off when you're ready." ”

"Understood, Team Feng, what's the plan?" asked Summer.

Feng Liang said, "If you don't have a plan, you will kill people when you see them." ”

Jiang Jun grinned, "This is good, this is good, hehe." ”

Instantly entered the battle state, and the three of them formed a battle group and rushed out of the hidden dwelling. How close were they to the crossroads? Three hundred meters in a straight line. Indeed, the three personnel of the all-mission force are the closest troops to the Warrior 12 squad, although there are only three of them!

Li Mu did not hesitate to expose this full-mission force that was still in the seedling stage!

Crossroads.

Machine gunners and precision shooters died, and the life and death of Ouyang Qian, who was buried first, is unknown.

Su Xiaobing tried his best to control his emotions and abided by the duties of the first commander - impulsiveness can't solve problems, as a commander, you must always know what the task is!

He decisively concentrated his forces on the last position, which was covered by a pile of rubble on South Street and a few abandoned cars. All the dead and wounded were recovered, except for Ouyang Qian's position.

Su Xiaobing glanced at it, there were only five people in his hands, plus him, six people, two of whom were wounded. Warrior 12 reconnaissance squad lost half of its personnel. If Ouyang Qian also died, then at this moment, the casualty rate of the Warrior No. 12 reconnaissance team was fifty percent.

"Count the ammunition and make the final preparations. There are still five minutes left before the time required by the superiors, and brothers, unless you die, you must not allow any enemy to pass through your position!"

Su Xiaobing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Look here, this is our last bottom line, and this will also be the place where my Su Xiaobing died, I can't bring you all back, but I am determined to take you to the death!"

"For the strength of the motherland!"

The final showdown.

The mercenary troops rushed up, took all the rest of the positions, organized a more complete attack formation, several teams of two or three alternately covered the advance, tactical movements and cooperation between the groups were very skillful and tacit.

The Warrior No. 12 reconnaissance team must block the last five minutes, otherwise, they must take the intersection within five minutes, otherwise, those terrorists who are surrounded by the rescue force in the target factory will be completely wiped out, let alone talk about taking hostages!

Front-to-head, it's redundant to fight any tactics at this time. When the forward of the mercenary unit entered a distance of twenty meters, at this time of dawn, Su Xiaobing opened fire with the last five fighters.

A firefight is a brutal close-range firefight!

It's all about the willpower and luck of both sides!

If you don't get hit, that's luck!

At such a close distance, with the fighting qualities of the personnel on both sides, there are very few people who cannot hit the target! Those who can walk off the battlefield alive are lucky!

Fight with your life, as long as you don't fall, the Bayi tactical change in your hand will never stop shooting!

The soldiers around Su Xiaobing kept falling, and the undead struggled to get up with their strong willpower, lying on the rubble, trying their last bit of consciousness to fire forward, even if an enemy couldn't hit, they would fire! As long as they lived, they must fire at the enemy!

Several bullets hit Su Xiaobing, the huge impact knocked him to the ground, he fell to the street, looking at the dawn sky, in the black background, there were countless flashing stars of different sizes, the sound of guns in his ears seemed to stop, blood kept gurgling out of his mouth, and he was still holding the August 1 tactical change in his hand.

Jiang Jun rushed over from the side, the Gatling in his hand was like a harvester, and like a chainsaw, making a daily sound, and the tongue of fire devoured all the armed personnel who were not his own standing in front of him.

Five seconds later, there was no living thing in front of him.

Feng Liang and Xia alternately covered and sometimes shot back-to-back and sometimes cross-position, using accurate point shots to name the mercenaries hiding in the corners of the wall.

The all-mission troops who suddenly rushed from the side, they killed people when they saw them......

(End of chapter)