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Chapter 343: Kill Him!


After the artillery was covered with artillery fire, the best time to attack, the repulsed Taliban soldiers saw the B21 rocket launcher raze the entire village to the ground, and suddenly became emboldened again, and rode on a donkey like chicken blood and spread his legs and moved a charge.

Long Yun came out of the cellar and hit the mound of dirt next to him head-on, he quickly fell sideways, and then raised his gun, aimed, and hit in one go, and a Taliban soldier who rushed to the front of the house was punched in a bloody hole in his chest and fell down with his head up.

The situation was quite critical, and the whole scene was completely chaotic.

The Taliban soldiers had already stormed the village, searching for traces of Long Yun's squad around the rubble, and Long Yun and his companions had just rushed out and immediately tangled themselves with the Taliban soldiers.

You have me, I have you.

Melee combat tends to be violent, and many times someone is about to shoot or charge at you even after you have run out of bullets in your own gun, and pistols and tactical knives tend to be most effective at this time.

There was a strong and pungent smell of blood on the mountain of corpses in front of them, and the individual quality of the soldiers of the 10th Mountain Division was not as good as that of Delta and Long Yun, Gege and others, they were the first to fall, and then the bullets in the submachine guns quickly emptied, and they were shot into a hornet's nest by the swarming Taliban soldiers.

Long Yun rushed forward, ripped a Taliban soldier who was pressed against the 10th Mountain Division soldier and was about to draw a knife and cut the opponent's neck, and shot him in the head with a 9.

The brain splattered, and the guy went to see Allah without having time to snort a second time.

Long Yun glanced at the American soldier of the 10th Mountain Division lying on the ground, his body armor had been pierced by AK47 at close range, and there were several bullet holes in his abdomen, blood gushing out continuously, and he was rolling around crying and shouting.

Long Yun knew that he couldn't help him, and he didn't have time to help him, the bullets might have broken his liver, and now unless a paratrooper rescue team could land now and send him to a helicopter for first aid, and then send him to a field hospital in good conditions, there would be no chance of survival.

There were 200 bullets in the ag drum, and in less than ten minutes, they had been emptied, and they finally occupied a ruin and established a defensive line.

Everyone occupies a vantage point, hiding behind the pile of adobe bricks in the ruins and shooting at the swarming enemies, American soldiers keep falling, Jon cheats and hangs the lottery, Leonard is hit by an AK47 bullet in his helmet, the man is knocked to the ground and almost faints, Anderson's 2oo has been given up and is now used to fight with his own spare weapon.

"We're going to be able to stand it out, retreat, retreat," Jon yelled hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot red.

"There's nowhere to retreat, captain," Second Lieutenant Rhodes said sadly, "There are Taliban people in front and left and right, and there is a cliff in the back, even if we can climb up, we will generally be shot down like a target."

"Then hold on, why hasn't the damn air support arrived" Jon was almost desperate, as the commander of the Delta Special Forces "Lightning" team, although he had received extremely harsh training, he still felt sadness in the face of death.

Death in battle, this is the ultimate fate of special forces soldiers Suddenly, the surroundings of the house became unusually cold, and Gege's "frost" talent withstood the "restraint" runes of the mysterious Atlantis who was hiding somewhere, and began to spread dramatically.

More than a dozen Taliban soldiers who rushed to the strongest side suddenly appeared that they were glued to the ground alive.

When I looked down, I saw a thick layer of ice on the ground, and my feet were sticking to it, and they became as hard as ice "Here is the devil Allah and Allah bless" Screams rang out, someone was instantly frozen into popsicles, and the American soldiers in the ruins looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, not understanding what was going on.

Science, unexplained phenomena Sergeant Cambridge, the precision shooter, suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so much that tears came out of his eyes, "God is bless us," the devout Christian pulled out the cross of Jesus from his clothes and kissed it continuously.

Jon didn't see it that way, for he noticed that Gege was sitting in the corner, not firing, not even glancing at the Taliban soldiers who were using the tide, her eyes closed slightly, and then slowly opened, and there was a blue flame dancing in her eyes.

At this moment, he finally confirmed the guess he had been guessing in his heart, these two DOD intelligence analysts are definitely not ordinary people.

Psychic This thought flashed through him, and he quickly calmed down again, and this was not the time to find out where others came from.

"Why are you still shooting in a daze" Gege's face was ugly, trembling all over, as if he was fighting against something.

"Free Fire" Jon gave the order to attack.

Almost all of the guns erupted tongues of fire at the same time, and they were shot and fell by Taliban soldiers who were stuck to the ground and were not yet dead.

"Long Yun help me" Dense sweat oozed from Gege's forehead, and it seemed very difficult to say a word, "Help me kill that Atlantean" "How to kill it" Long Yun hurriedly said: "I don't know where this guy is" Gege gasped and said to Long Yun, "I can't hold it anymore, restraint is a very annoying rune spell, we must kill that guy, otherwise we won't be able to stop the charge of more than two hundred people."

He may have been hiding somewhere on the hillside just now, but now in order to compete with my talent, he must get as close to the village as possible, and the release restraint must be in an open place with a high position, the smaller the block in front of him, the better the swing effect, the greater the coverage, I believe this guy must have been on both sides of the hill 2oo sniper rifle thrown on the ground, one hand copied it, looked around, and now there is a two-story earthen house five meters away on the left, although half of the roof is intact, it is an ideal sniper point.

"Cover me" threw a sentence at Jon, and Long Yun jumped out of the ruins where the team was located like a monkey.

Dodging the flying bullets, Long Yun climbed to the top of the small building, crouched behind an earthen wall, picked up the observation scope and began to search for the mysterious Atlantis man on the hillsides in front of the village.

Soon, on the top of the uphill slope on the right, the people next to a Humvee caught Long Yun's attention.

Dressed in the same digital camouflage uniform as the Servant, this guy stood next to the car with his arms outstretched, doing the same gesture as Ruth in the Titnik.

"I can't find your grandson yet" Long Yun grabbed a handful of loess on the ground, pinched it in his hand and sprinkled it gently.

Right-hand wind, wind around \5 meters per second.

In the observation mirror, the laser ranging degree told Long Yun that the distance was 542 meters.

For a high-precision sniper rifle like 2oo, as long as you hit it correctly, it's no problem to kill this guy.

Long Yun slowly adjusted the knob on the scope, twisted the scale to 5, and corrected the left and right deviations.

"Long Yun, did you find him?"

came Gege's voice over the radio, looking anxious and tired.

"Found it."

"Kill him, my field is so suppressed that I can't stand it," Gege said.

Long Yun glanced downstairs, and sure enough, Gege's "frost" field was compressed to a range of only six or seven meters, and the surrounding Taliban soldiers learned smartly, although they didn't dare to rush forward, but they surrounded the ruins where the squad was, and kept shooting and throwing grenades inside.

If it weren't for the well-trained soldiers in Delta, many of whom were able to throw grenades back before they exploded, they would probably be dead bodies by now.

It's like an African savannah, with a herd of hyenas surrounding a lion, waiting for the other to run out, and then frantically rushing up and tearing their target to shreds

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