The boundless darkness and smoke of the battlefield gave Hua Biao the best cover. He stood up and raised his gun as quickly as possible to aim at the enemy heavy machine gunner below who was happily attacking his teammates.
The inaccuracy just now gave Huabiao a reference for adjustment. This time he would not give his opponent another chance.
Aim, lock, and pull the trigger.
All Hua Biao's movements were done in one go. After the shooting, Hua Biao immediately squatted down.
Although he crouched down, the bullets he fired were still spinning towards the target at high speed.
"Pfft!"
The skinhead gang hiding behind the vehicle only felt a scattered blood curtain splashing onto the window of the car in front.
Then before he could react, the heavy machine gunner fell from the car as if he had lost his soul in the rain that washed away.
The accomplice next to him fell down, but the other machine gunner was frightened.
He glanced at his friend who had fallen to the ground. After seeing his wide-open eyes and the hole in the top of his head that was constantly bleeding, the surviving heavy machine gunner hurriedly turned his gun.
The pressure that snipers bring to people is self-evident.
There is no doubt that the pressure that the two bring to you is completely different between an opponent who stands in front of you and is face-to-face with you and an opponent who is hiding in the dark and cannot be touched or reached.
Fortunately, Huabiao's position as machine gunner is now confirmed.
Although he didn't know if the bullets were coming from the direction of the tower, it didn't matter. He had to strike at the only sniper direction he knew.
Huabiao had long expected that his sneak attack would attract fire suppression from the opponent.
So he quickly hid in the tower wall.
Facts tell us that his move was absolutely correct.
Last time, it was because he was unwilling to give up and wanted to shoot again after the first shot failed, and he almost hit the shooter below.
This time Huabiao didn't press the trigger anymore, he pulled the trigger and fired the bullet, then immediately squatted down, not caring about the final result of the attack.
And I don't know if it was because he had such unintentional thoughts that he achieved the goal of killing.
"Crackling!" The gravel shot from the top of the wall continued to fall.
Huabiao, Lao Lin ignored these.
As the opponent's fire was suppressed and left, Hua Biao, who had bowed his head, could only ask from his mobile phone: "Chengwu, how are you? Did I kill the opponent with the shot I just fired?"
"One shot!!" Duan Chengwu said four words in a deep voice.
These words spread over the radio, which undoubtedly greatly inspired the remaining team members.
Bi Dahu slapped his thigh hard and secretly praised: "Damn it, Hua Zi did it beautifully!!"
yes! Huabiao did a beautiful job indeed.
The brothers in the village were suppressed by two machine guns. It was not that Bi Dahu and the others did not want to deal with each other, but various problems such as distance, marksmanship, and opponent's protection made it impossible for them to pose a threat to each other.
Not to mention the heavy machine gun fire that suppressed them. How could we talk about fighting if we couldn't even show our heads?
Hua Biao's shot not only gave them a sigh of relief, but also avenged Wu Chao's death.
Speaking of fire suppression, Huabiao killed one heavy machine gunner and then attracted another firepower away, which relieved the pressure on the team members in the village.
Lao Zhao, who noticed that the "fire" noise stopped on the wall outside, bravely turned sideways and glanced at the peephole, then followed the firelight in the direction of the tower.
I couldn't help but be shocked by this sight.
Damn you thing, this bitch really thinks we have no one.
After you pooped here, you started peeing there! !
"brothers……"
Lao Zhaogang was about to call out to the team members to attack the heavy machine guns on the opposite side.
Even if you can't kill the opponent, you still have to put a certain amount of psychological pressure on him to make him understand that this world is not just his mother's.
But in the middle of his words, Lao Zhao saw a figure getting up from the mud in the rain curtain.
Who! ? Who else could it be! ? Of course it's the smart little leader of the chicken thieves who is favored by God.
When the guy saw the whistling above his head stopped, he looked back at the situation like Lao Zhao.
Seeing his accomplices at the rear turning their firepower to shoot at the tower, he didn't think about anything and hurriedly gathered his strength to get up from the ground, and then ran towards the back.
Want to run! ?
Looking at the little leader who took advantage of the situation and fled, Old Zhao's eyes widened.
This thing should have been their meal, but because of the interference of the heavy machine gun, they lost the chance to kill the opponent.
If this kid continued to lie on the ground and didn't move, it would be fine. Old Zhao might not even remember to notice him.
But if he so blatantly stood up in front of the fighting formation between the two armies, wasn't he hitting the muzzle of the gun himself?
Want to run! ? Not that easy! !
Lao Zhao raised his gun without saying a word and pulled the trigger to shoot. However, he never thought that the chain in his hand would actually fall off at the critical moment.
"Click! Click!"
The bullets are out! !
damn it! !
Seeing the little leader running away towards his own front with all his strength, Old Zhao was unable to attack because his bullets were out. This made Old Zhao really angry.
However, Lao Zhao's anger did not last long, as two tongues of fire chased after the little boss's back.
Immediately afterwards, the little boss fell forward to the ground.
But this guy fell to the ground, and the chasing bullets seemed to have no intention of letting him go.
When the little boss fell to the ground, the scattered projectiles splashed muddy water everywhere.
Old Zhao moved his eyes to both sides, but saw Bi Dahu cursing: "Damn it, run! You bitch, just get up and keep running!"
How could the miserable little boss know that he had escaped the initial fire, and that the gunshot attack by the lucky bastard named Lao Bi had failed, but in the end he still failed to escape the blow of fate.
Bi Dahu and Wenquan Xin both dealt with the attacking bullets and ended the little boss's life.
Another fall of his men greatly stimulated the man on the stage.
The heavy machine gunner was dead, and so was the little boss. In just a few minutes, seven people on his side were killed one after another.
This kind of thing...has completely exceeded the man's original expectations.
His so-called sword-fighting was like a joke as his men were killed one by one.
The people in the village opposite were killing people who were not his, so they could just slap him in the face!
"What are you looking at there!? You, get on top of me! Go fast!!"
"And you, why are you trying so hard up there? Get rid of what's behind the wall for me!!"
The man on the desk issued two orders one after another.
In his opinion, it was impossible for Talou Huabiao to survive after being swept around.
The biggest threat to him now is Lao Zhao and others behind the village.
As long as they are eliminated, the battle will be basically won.
Therefore, the man at the hand station ordered the team members to substitute the heavy machine gun positions where the dead man was idle, and at the same time called on the heavy machine guns that were still in operation to turn their muzzles to deal with the firepower points in the village.
It has to be said that the man's order is still targeted, but his overly optimistic judgment of the situation in the tower is destined to cause trouble for his men.
