However, reality immediately told Qin Fei one thing - the battlefield is changing rapidly.
Just as Qin Fei picked up the VZ58 assault rifle and was about to shoot the red hat old black and blow his head like a watermelon, this guy actually got out of the sedan chair.
In this way, more than a dozen guards around him immediately blocked Qin Fei's sight, making him unable to attack. "!"
Qin Fei was almost so angry that he was about to pound the ground.
Just a second of thinking, the fighter is fleeting.
Now the problem is bigger, a dozen guards, plus the scattered rebels around, there are nearly twenty people in total.
Raiding a dozen people in a jungle with one person and killing a fixed target sounds ridiculous.
Squatting behind the tree, Qin Fei hesitated.
The gunshots in front rang out again, and the old fish seemed to be fine, which made Qin Fei feel a little comforted.
However, this situation will definitely not last long, according to the original plan, Lao Yu's three-person team can only do one more contact after luring the enemy, and then must immediately retreat, so as not to fall into the encirclement.
His time is running out, the contact battle can only last ten minutes at most, and the strength of three people can deal with at least more than 200 people, which can not withstand too long for any special forces in the world.
War?
Or withdraw?!
Qin Fei's stubborn temper came up again, and it was at this point, it was definitely impossible to withdraw.
Otherwise, once the rebels return to the defense, they will find themselves behind the pursuing enemy, and they will not have a second chance to sneak behind the rebel ranks as they do now.
This is the only chance, otherwise it is impossible to get rid of the pursuit of the rebels, and there is only a dead end.
The rigorous training that Qin Fei received calmed down, and the training of Unit 203 trained them to be special soldiers who could also find a glimmer of life in desperate situations.
Because every soldier of the special forces is a dangerous person, and often has to achieve the purpose of the operation when the enemy is outnumbered, which means that this is a great risk.
Fight hard, you have a chance, if you don't fight, you will die!
Having special training does not mean that you will win, but that you have more confidence to fight!
And death, that is reserved for the cowardly, on the battlefield, the death is often more cowardly!
Thinking of this, Qin Fei gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up the gun and began to fire rapidly.
The extreme desperate situation forced all his potential out, like a juicer, squeezing the combat consciousness in Qin Fei's body to the extreme, and all the combat qualities that he had obtained from all the special forces training that surpassed those of ordinary soldiers were vividly exerted at this moment!
Fuck it!
Tough soldiers don't need explanations!
Qin Fei roared angrily in his heart, shooting all the way.
The rebel soldiers who did not have any precautions began to be cut down like leeks, Qin Fei appeared behind everyone like a killing god, the VZ58 in his hand was really a good gun, even after sliding down the cliff, its good machine tool processing technology brought excellent impact resistance and accuracy to this gun, so it has endured in the special forces of Eastern Europe and is still used as one of the assault weapons.
When there was still the last bullet left in a magazine, Qin Fei quickly pulled out a new magazine in his tactical vest, and hit the jam with the upper edge, the empty magazine fell, and the new magazine smoothly crashed into the bayonet.
It took Qin Fei less than four seconds to quickly knock down eight rebel soldiers, and at this time, there were only a dozen or so guards left around Turs.
And at this point, they finally reacted.
All this in front of him is not a dream, there is really a mercenary who has touched his back.
"Kill him!
Kill him!
Turce felt that his hair was all on end, although he was in the hands of the rebels, and he was fierce enough back then, but the hero did not mention the courage of the year, and the pampered life after becoming the leader had caused him to lose a lot of bravery, which also led to him as a military leader, he actually dressed like a hip-hop singer.
He panicked and drew his gun, constantly backing up, trying to find cover.
As a result, the desert eagle fell to the ground, and he had to lie down, pick up the gun like a fat worm, and crawl behind a large tree next to him.
As Turce crawled, he exclaimed with all his might: "Help!
Someone!
There are white pigs in the back!
” He regarded Qin Fei as a white mercenary.
The terrible screams and screams sounded in the jungle, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in the crowd of rebel guards, and the 762 warhead used by VZ58 has good penetration, especially at a close distance of more than 30 meters, which makes Qin Fei get twice the result with half the effort, and it is often not one but two enemies that are killed with one shot.
The plasma rained down and drenched Tours all over his face.
Finally, a few rebel soldiers recovered from their blindness and began to return fire with their guns.
However, in addition to panicking, the already bad enough marksmanship allowed the bullets fired by these rebels to hit Qin Fei at all.
Changing to an ordinary soldier, most of them would find a place to hide when they saw the enemy shooting at them, but Qin Fei did the opposite, because there was no chance for him to hide at this time, let alone time for him to find concealment.
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As long as he hides, once the time is delayed, Tours will take the opportunity to escape.
It was a gamble of courage.
He must press through like a frenzy, sweep through like a hurricane, leaving the enemy breathless.
Several of the rebel soldiers' legs were shaking, and their guns were barely holding steadily.
They had never seen such a crazy soldier in their lives, and they didn't even dodge, as if they were not afraid of death at all, and they were not afraid of those flying bullets, and rushed directly towards them.
Especially Qin Fei's kind of eyes, as long as he met them, he immediately felt a chill in his heart.
They were the eyes of death, filled with fire from hell that seemed to burn everything that stood in its way to ashes!
One by one, the rebel guards fell, and Qin Fei stepped on the dead corpse and rushed in front of Turs.
Suddenly, there was a gunshot on the right side, and immediately after, a small tree with thick wrists on Qin Fei's right side was broken by the waist.
Qin Fei felt that his right rib was lowered as if he had been hit hard, and the person fell to his knees all of a sudden, and severe pain came from his body, and blood stained the combat vest red.
Oops- The sides are the weakest points of defense, there is also a bulletproof plate on the front, and there is nothing on the sides......
This blow almost killed Qin Fei, and his vision suddenly darkened.
However, his training played a huge role at this time, he continued to hold the VZ58 in his left hand, and with one hand he shot at the last rebel guard in front of him, and with his right hand, he pulled out the P228 in the holster on his thigh, took aim, and fired!
Plop Plop – The successful rebel was rushing towards Qin Fei, he didn't expect that someone would be able to fight back so neatly if he was shot, and the three bullets hit him directly in the chest, making his heart feel cold.
This guy fell headlong into a pile of dead leaves like a sack in his mouth, and he didn't move.
Click- Qin Fei's VZ58 ran out of bullets in the magazine.
Turning around, Qin Fei raised the P228 and was about to shoot at Turs, but saw that Turce had already raised the large-caliber Desert Eagle and aimed at him.
Bang – The huge gunfire was accompanied by a rather spectacular muzzle flame, and the Desert Eagle pistol, which had always been impractical and civilized, shot a bullet six or seven meters away from Qin Fei.