Chapter 1939: Test Kill 40

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The strong light emitted from the exploratory light on the opposite side also caused Wenquan Xin's eyes to become restricted.

But it didn't matter. Under the strong light, Wenquan Xin's observation was indeed limited, but the tongues of fire spitting out from the two local heavy machine guns were still very clear in the dark.

Especially the flickering flame at the muzzle of the gun was a good indication of the direction for Wenquan Xin to fight back.

The opponent's current arrogant capital is two vehicle-mounted machine guns. As long as they are destroyed, local morale will undoubtedly be reduced.

Of course, this truth is very simple.

But Wenquan Xin didn't have this concept in his mind.

The reason why he paid attention to the position of the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun was that he was eager for revenge and wanted to retaliate.

Two, now on the opposite side, all the bandits are hiding behind the vehicles, making Wenquan Xin unable to find any other target to attack except these two forward machine gun positions.

Therefore, after aiming at the fire point of the machine gun, Wenquan Xin quietly sent the guy in his hand out of the peephole again.

"Bah!" Zhao Yunhai spat towards the ground after rolling to dodge.

After finishing, he looked up at Wenquan Xin opposite. Lao Zhao originally wanted to confirm the young man's condition.

After all, when something urgent happened, he pushed Nian's relatives hard without greeting him in advance.

Lao Zhao was worried that his push might cause unnecessary trauma to the young man.

But when Lao Zhao raised his head and saw the movements in Wenquan Xin's hands, a chill ran down his spine, and he quickly blurted out: "Xiao Wen, you..."

"Ta da da! Ta da da!" In the end, it was still a step too late. Wenquan Xin didn't give Lao Zhao a chance to finish his words.

A series of AK strikes were fired at the pickup truck on the opposite side.

The shooting accuracy of AK is really impressive.

However, Wenquan Xin's series of blows still hit many targets, at least the pickup truck made a crackling noise.

The only regret is that for the heavy machine gun loaded at the rear of the vehicle, in order to ensure the safety of the shooter in front of the shooting position, the skinheads added a special protective steel plate to the front of the machine gun.

The bullets fired from a long distance all hit the steel plate and could not cause any trouble to the shooters behind.

Wenquan Xin's blow failed due to the steel plate protection, but his failed shot aroused the anger of the shooter on the vehicle.

Originally, the two of them just followed the orders of the man on the mobile phone to strike. But now, after being so stimulated by Wenquan Xin, the two shooters turned their guns and fired at Wenquan Xin's shooting position without any instructions from the man on the mobile phone.

"Da da da da da da!" The piercing gunfire shocked the eardrums. More importantly, the destructive power of the bullets hitting the wall was truly shocking.

Looking at Wenquan Xin again, after the bullet struck, he was lying on the ground.

The walls were made of rubble from bullets, and dust fell like raindrops.

How could Wenquan Xin still have the arrogant momentum that he said half a day ago that he would deal with the other party.

In the face of absolute firepower suppression, no matter how angry you are in your heart, no matter how unconvinced you are, you will never dare to stand if you are told to crawl. Now even if you give Wenquan Xin the courage, he will never dare to get up and fight back. .

Let alone asking him to stand up and fight back, he didn't even have the courage to lie down on the ground.

This has nothing to do with courage or anything like that, this is just a human instinctive reaction.

In an extreme crisis, a matter of life or death, the body reacts instinctively.

And this instinctive reaction is beyond the control of self-awareness.

Furthermore, Wenquan Xin is now in a state of confusion when he is baptized by bullets above his head.

"Xiao Wen! Xiao Wen!" The shot from the opposite side came without any warning, much faster and more ruthlessly than Lao Zhao expected.

Looking at Wenquan Xin lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Lao Zhao was worried about what else to think about. He didn't care at the moment, pulled the bolt of the gun, and then pulled the trigger to shoot at the opponent's point of fire.

He doesn't expect anything else now, he just hopes to attract all the enemy's firepower.

Lao Zhao's firepower attracted quickly achieved its goal. After the opponent took down Wenquan Xin, he immediately turned his gun and continued to unleash firepower on Lao Zhao's location.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!" As the heavy machine gun fired, the bullet casings fell onto the car floor with a crackle.

In just a few dozen seconds, the two shooters' feet were filled with empty bullets.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that these bullet casings are still emitting smoke that has not yet cooled down.

On Lao Zhao's side, those warheads that separated from the shells and flew around were ruthlessly tearing at the defensive wall that Lao Zhao was hiding in front of.

No matter what he suffered, he gained wisdom. Whether it was the embarrassing situation of being shot at before or the tragic experience of his brother just a few steps away, Lao Zhao immediately jumped up and moved his position after firing.

The moment Lao Zhao jumped to the ground, the wall he had used to dodge a few seconds ago suddenly had several holes punched through the wall where the bullets were fired.

After that, the holes were getting bigger and bigger. The destructive power of this heavy machine gun was really unstoppable.

Fortunately, during the lull in the previous fighting, Wenquan Xin and Lao Zhao carried sandbags behind the village wall. Although the number was limited due to time constraints and manpower restrictions, the thickness of the wall was increased in disguise.

Wenquan Xin heard the gunfire above his head stopped, and slowly raised his head. As he moved, the gravel and dust squeezed on the top of his head immediately fell happily.

Wenquan Xin was left in such a miserable state.

However, Wenquan Xin, who pretended to be angry, became more angry the harder he was hit by the enemy.

What's more, in order to attract firepower for him, Lao Zhao, who was on the other side, was suppressed by the opponent's firepower and his life was worse than death.

Faced with this situation, Wenquan Xin didn't care about anything else.

There was nothing we could do to suppress the fire just now, but now that the opponent's gun has moved, then...

After removing the magazine, Wenquan Xin took out a new magazine from his pocket and replaced it with bricks.

After that, he moved to the edge of the wall, pulled the gun bolt, and simply aimed along the flames coming from the muzzle of the enemy machine gun, and then pulled the gun bolt hard...

"Da da da, da da da!" The bullet suddenly fired by Wenquan Xin startled the two heavy machine gun shooters who were concentrating on attacking Zhao Yunhai.

Especially the shooter who was hit by a bullet. Hearing the crackling noise of the steel plate on the side, he turned his eyes away in shock.

But there was a bright light flashing where the wall was broken just now.

damn it! ! He's not dead yet! !

Somewhat unexpected was Wenquan Xin's survival. In the eyes of the shooter, under the powerful firepower just now, no matter who he was, he would be punched in holes.

But the skinhead shooters didn't know that because they briefly stopped attacking, giving Wenquan Xin and Lao Zhao a chance to carry reinforced sandbags.

The fundamental reason why Wenquan Xin was able to survive despite their strong firepower was that the sandbags they had carried earlier blocked the fatal blow.

But these are not important. Since the opponent was not killed and still has the ability to fight back, then...

In this regard