The fight between the two sides was cruel and bloody. They fought head-on and fought to the death. Xiao Changlin's soldiers seized the two forts on the left and right in advance. The one near the northwest was closest to the mercenary position.
Gatling's ferocious firepower suppressed the mercenaries' flanks.
Xiao Changlin put on an arrogant posture of dying together and opened fire fiercely. In this situation, he had a great advantage, with a machine gun position, a high fortress, and a raging fire of revenge.
In addition, Luo Wu's soldiers had been hiding far away and did not participate in the battle. They just sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, which was a good thing for Xiao Changlin.
The advantages are great, but the disadvantages are also very obvious. He only has a dozen soldiers. Even in the first wave, he has killed more than 20 mercenaries, and there are more than 30 more. His firepower and individual combat experience far exceed Xiao Changlin's soldiers.
Xiao Changlin had no retreat and did not dare to retreat. Once the battlefield was lost, he and a dozen soldiers would inevitably become cannon fodder.
He really wanted to make achievements in front of Luo Wen and completely change his destiny, so Xiao Changlin kept boosting his morale while fighting.
Rowan dragged the unconscious brown bear behind the goalpost. A short rest was also necessary for Rowan. His heartstrings were already full just now. For the Luo family compound, for his father and Rainbow Village, Rowan almost died.
He didn't regret it. He was a man and had to fight, no matter life or death. However, the determination to gamble his life made him a little exhausted mentally and physically.
If it weren't for the sudden flash of cold light. The sniper attack that determined life and death pulled Rowan out of the vortex of death.
Who did the two consecutive sniper kills? Where is he hiding? Why help yourself?
Luo Wen was full of questions, could it be Su Chang? She took over her big bed last night, teased herself, and took away the sniper rifle.
Do you want to use the two life-saving shots to show your kindness and reconcile with yourself? Seek your own forgiveness, or quietly please yourself?
Rowan couldn't understand.
At this time, Luo Wen regained his strength and saw Xiao Changlin and his soldiers. They were desperate for everything, including Moi. Fortunately, everything did not disappoint him.
What a good sniper rifle, what a good brother, what a good girl, Rowan felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before.
Let the bullets fly.
Let the bullets fly violently for a while.
Such a scene is a lifelong memory for him and an eternal memory of the Luo Family Courtyard.
Rowan waited calmly for a while. In fact, it had only been ten minutes since the armored vehicle was blown over, but it seemed like a century had passed to Rowan.
He knew very well that the explosion of armored vehicles and the sound of intensive firing must have shocked Luo Wu and Wen Zha in the backyard. They should have had a premonition of what was happening in front of them. For more than a kilometer, they gathered their soldiers and rushed out. No matter how slow they were, they would only be two or three. ten minutes.
We cannot wait to be attacked from both sides.
Rowan leaned down, took out the dagger from his combat boots, pointed it directly at the brown bear's thigh, and pierced it.
The brown bear, who had already fainted and had no power to fight back, was awakened by the severe pain. He looked at Rowan desperately, his mouth wide open, showing his dying pleading and fear.
Rowan shouted: "Bastard, you don't have to look at me like this. You are not dead yet. Now is your only chance to survive. Do you immediately order your men to put down their guns and surrender collectively?"
The brown bear wriggled its lips. The gun butt in front of Rowan had completely damaged his jaw and mouth. It was difficult for the brown bear to speak.
"I, I." The brown bear said with unknown meaning: "I want to live."
Rowan shouted: "Stand up and go. Without you speaking, use your gestures to order your soldiers to surrender immediately!"
Rowan said, piercing the dagger into the brown bear's thigh and piercing it a few centimeters harder. The brown bear grinned in pain and screamed.
However, his broad body was not fatally injured. The brown bear kept nodding and looking at Rowan suspiciously, fearing that Rowan's words would not count.
Luo Wen saw through his mind and shouted: "There are no conditions. I, Luo Wen, keep my word. As long as they surrender, I will let you live."
Rowan said, lifting the brown bear up. This guy's dead pig-like body was really heavy. The brown bear was limping and staggering as Rowan pushed him away.
The gunfire stopped suddenly.
The mercenaries watched their boss being escorted out, and instantly understood the situation. They all looked at Brown Bear and Rowan in shock.
Xiao Changlin also waved the soldiers to stop shooting temporarily. He knew very well what Luo Wen's actions meant.
Rowan and Brown Bear walked forward for more than ten meters, and were thirty or forty meters away from the mercenary position. Rowan shouted: "Everyone, stop. Your captain, Brown Bear, is in my hands. He has something to say to you."
The brown bear grinned with an extremely ugly expression, then waved his uninjured left hand and made several complicated movements.
Surrender, surrender, surrender.
Save your life, save your life, save your life.
This is all the information of the brown bear's gesture. This time the brown bear did not play tricks, because he did not have any chips to save his own life.
Rowan knew very well that this group of jungle mercenaries often used gestures to communicate and give orders. Gestures were more straightforward than words.
Luo Wen and Xiao Changlin are both waiting for the results.
After a few dozen seconds, some mercenaries threw their submachine guns out of their corpse position, one, two, three...
Then, the mercenary began to stand up slowly with his hands raised.
Rowan let out a deep breath, he was going to win this round again.
In everyone's experience, it is impossible for mercenaries to surrender. Once they enter the jungle, there are only two endings in life, life or death, just like a coin toss, with only two outcomes: heads or tails.
The brown bear abruptly turned the mercenary into a shameful joke.
surrender? Surrender is a very ironic and disgusting scene, but it is the fact now.
Luo Wen let out a long breath. Xiao Changlin and Luo Wen were the same. Even Moi in the jeep put down his gun with relief and showed a happy smile. If Luo Wen was around now, Moi would definitely risk everything and use enthusiastic actions to fight with Luo Wen. Rowan celebrates.
However, since it is a battlefield, any possibility will arise. The brown bear thought that by surrendering shamelessly, he could save his own life and his team, so that he could fight back later.
But reality did not give the brown bear any way out.
Just as dozens of his soldiers stood up one after another and walked out of the corpse formation with their hands raised, a new situation emerged.
Suddenly, from the gate, two teams of people rushed in from the left and right. They seemed not to fight, but to engage in some kind of running competition.
The two teams are like two Olympic athletes sprinting towards the finish line. The champion and the runner-up are just one step away. Whoever is faster will win the crown of the king.
They hated each other and suppressed each other. With such fierce momentum, even the air seemed to be flowing rapidly to match their sprint.
Their ultimate target, the red line they wanted to fight for, turned out to be the group of mercenaries who were surrendering.
There were thirty or forty people in each of the two teams, and they all looked like they were competing for the championship. They rushed in, and within a few meters, they faced fifty or sixty unarmed mercenaries, beating and charging fiercely.
The bullets poured down like a heavy rain, and immediately, the ground was covered with blood.
A sudden killing, like a violent storm, swept away everything among the mercenaries.
