Facing Wenquan Xin's gaze, Lao Zhao asked seriously: "Do you want to kill them to avenge Chaozi?"
"Old Zhao, there's nothing wrong with you, aren't you talking nonsense!! What do you think I want them to do to take revenge on Chaozi?"
"Okay, since you want to kill them, just listen to me. Let's let them come over first, and then shoot them when they are close. This will ensure that they are 100% sent to the west, do you understand?"
So that's it, although the grass in front has been completely flattened by grenade blasts, and there is no grass to cover it.
But the marksmanship of our team members is there. According to Lao Zhao's idea, it is rare for the enemy to take the initiative to send live people over, so they must not be allowed to go back alive.
Judging from the cautious appearance of the other party, the other party must not be able to figure out their current situation.
In addition, the opponent's heavy machine gunner estimated that the front row members did not dare to shoot at the moment.
In this case, there is no need for our side to be so anxious to fire and compete with the opponent when there is no threat.
It's better to let the opponent come over, let them completely enter the coverage of our precise firepower, and then work together to reimburse the opponent.
After hearing Lao Zhao's explanation, Wenquan Xin was convinced.
As long as he can kill the bastard opposite, Hot Spring Town will agree unconditionally.
"Okay, I'll just listen to you. We'll shoot when they come over!"
Nodding, Lao Zhao was quite pleased that Wenquan Xin could agree to his proposal so easily.
Now he turned his head and leaned against the wall, peering out through the peephole.
However, considering that the field of vision was not good, and that he might expose himself and trigger the opponent to fire, Lao Zhao immediately picked up the mobile phone and ordered again: "Xiao Duan, help keep an eye on the actions of the mice in front. When the opportunity is right, you will inform us, and we will start again. gun."
"Understood!!" Duan Chengwu adjusted the focus with his hand, his eyes fixed on the skinhead who was slowly advancing in the grass below the telescope.
After receiving Duan Chengwu's reply, Lao Zhao then gave instructions to the remaining team members: "You have heard it, please stay calm now, hide in the bunker and don't show your head, wait for Xiao Duan's instructions, and we will open fire as soon as he orders over there. Strive to annihilate all these rats."
"become!"
"receive!"
The team members are quite cooperative.
And as Old Zhao issued this series of instructions, the entire Victors Alliance village fell into complete silence.
Coupled with the lightning that strikes from time to time and the heavy rain that never stops, it looks like a dead village from a distance.
Are all the people on the other side dead?
The little boss is still hiding behind his minions.
He was so shrewd that he said he was moving forward, but in fact he was fully prepared to dodge and escape at any time.
Obviously, as soon as a gunshot rang out from the opposite side, he would definitely use his men as a bunker and retreat quickly.
Everyone is quite helpless right now.
Although they were moving forward cautiously with their guns raised on the surface, deep down in their hearts they had already scolded the 18th generation of their ancestors, the little leader who singled them out.
Everyone knows that stepping forward at this time is a job seeking death.
The little boss can wait for the opportunity behind him.
But other than pushing forward risking their lives, these low-level minions, how can they dare to slow down?
"Don't worry, stay calm! Don't shoot!" As the people on the opposite side were getting closer to us, Lao Zhao was constantly reminding the team members to control their emotions and not be impulsive.
The enemy must be killed, but if they don't take action, it will cost their heads.
Lao Zhao wants to deal with the assholes outside more than anyone else.
Wu Chao's death was an unshirkable pain for him. Wenquan Xin wanted to kill the other party to avenge Wu Chao, so why didn't he, Old Zhao, do the same?
No! For Lao Zhao, it is more appropriate to say it is atonement rather than revenge.
wait! !
The helpless minions continued to move forward, if at first they were wary and worried because of the other party's lack of reaction.
So now, after so long, I have walked half way through the grass, and there is still no movement in the village...
The victors' alliance kept calm and the minions began to feel relieved.
They even thought that the other party was frightened by their own powerful offensive, or that the boss's shouting had an effect, and internal differences arose within the other party, causing confusion between them.
Once people have this idea, the so-called vigilance is nonsense.
Although the minions themselves didn't notice, their slow and careful pace began to gradually accelerate.
Duan Chengwu completely noticed the changes in the opponent's speed.
However, he did not have any special reaction because of the other party's change in details.
As a scout, a stable mentality is a must.
In Duan Chengwu's eyes, there was nothing special about the pace of the skinheads at the foot of the mountain.
What he needs to focus on is when these bastards will get into a suitable striking range.
Time passed by like this, Lao Zhao was waiting, and so was the man on the handstand.
Lao Zhao is waiting for the skinheads to enter the ambush circle.
As for the man with the handheld table, he was waiting for the villagers' reaction so as to provide reference for his next move.
Time passed little by little in this anxious waiting.
Finally, after waiting quietly for about three minutes, Duan Chengwu, who was watching from the top of the mountain, felt that the time was ripe.
He understands the structure of firearms, and he also knows the level of his brother's marksmanship.
Therefore, by combining the two, Duan Chengwu defined a very good shooting environment for the team members.
There was no need to be anxious. At this juncture, Duan Chengwu was sure that these skinheads were already within the reach of the members of his own village.
After moving forward for such a long time, the other party is unlikely to turn around, whether in terms of mentality or other aspects.
Picking up the handheld platform, Duan Chengwu said calmly: "The target is within range, you can fire!!"
Through radio waves, Duan Chengwu's words were clearly conveyed to the handsets of all team members.
What else is there to say? After waiting for a long time, why not just wait for Duan Chengwu’s firing order?
"Do it!!" As he spoke, Lao Zhao rushed out from behind the sandbag bunker and then put the gun to the shooting hole.
Hold the gun body with your hand and pull the bolt.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
With the sound of gunfire from Lao Zhao's side, Wenquan Xin, Bi Dahu, and Wang Zhongyu's guys next to them also opened fire one after another.
Suddenly, projectiles carrying everyone's revenge flames flew out.
There is no need to aim or pay special attention. The four guns fire at the same time. Although it cannot compare with the devastating firepower of the heavy machine gun on the opposite side, it is more than enough to hit the skinheads who are less than a few dozen meters in front of them.
The gangsters completely did not expect so many deadly projectiles to suddenly appear on the opposite side.
As they were about to approach the village, the skinheads were still feeling happy, thinking that they would be the first to take down the existence later, grab the top spot, and then go back and receive a hefty reward.
But who would have thought that before receiving this reward, fatal bullets would be shot out of the wall for free.
