Xu Chuan held up his gun and fired at Xie Buer. Don't think this posture is quite unprofessional and unsightly. You must know that anyone who dares to take the lead easily on a battlefield where bullets are flying is already dead.
There is not much time, and those American troops should be here soon. I can't stay long, and it will be troublesome if I run into them.
While changing positions, he fired, taking advantage of the opportunity to add another bullet to the wounded on the ground. If someone self-destructed before death, who could they talk to?
Click, click, the magazines of the two men were almost empty. Shaibul hid in the bunker and prepared to change the magazine. Looking at the movements, he knew that this was a veteran who had survived the battlefield. There were no fancy moves, those so-called quick magazine changes. It's just a trick to attract other people's attention on the shooting range.
Even if a real soldier could do it, he would not actually do it on the battlefield. It would be true to hide behind a bunker.
Of course Xiebull did nothing wrong, but the problem was that he forgot that he no longer had any comrades around him who could cooperate with him to fill the position, and the opponent opposite was a guy who didn't play according to common sense, so when Xiebull heard the footsteps The magazine in his hand was not loaded yet.
Shaibul was very experienced. He immediately threw away the rifle in his hand, turned over and took out the dagger from his waist, and slashed in the direction of the sound. But it was already too late, the distance was too close, and a rusty knife The stained ax has already struck down.
Xu Chuan emptied the magazine and was not going to replace it. Instead, he threw the gun away and picked up the ax for driving nails on the nearby cargo box. Judging from the rusty appearance, it was not very sharp, but it was enough.
He quickly ran towards Xiebul's bunker and struck down the guy with an ax before he could swing his knife. He slashed from the upper right to the lower left, hitting the spot where Xiebul's neck and shoulder were connected. The huge force directly hit his upper body. On the tin bucket beside it.
Xie Buer screamed, but the not-so-sharp ax didn't cut much in. Xu Chuan pulled out the ax with a shake of his right hand and raised it high with a smile on his face, "I will chop you if I say I will chop you.", in Xie Under Bull's horrified gaze, the ax fell straight down.
He swung it down hard at the neck, and the ax got stuck on the bone. It was indeed not very useful, but unless Shaibull was a Wolverine, there was absolutely no way he could survive with his neck cut in half.
Hearing footsteps in the distance, he knew that the US military was coming. He abandoned the body and ran into the tunnel with the door opened, and ran down in the direction indicated on the map.
Captain Locke led the team up the passage. The whole journey was full of doubts. There were several bodies of extremists who were killed along the way. Some of them looked like they had been killed from behind. Could it be that there was internal strife on the other side?
Listening to the gunshots that had stopped not far away, Locke and his men sped up. The last thing they saw were corpses on the ground at the entrance of the tunnel. Locke asked his team members to check the corpses, count the number, and then shoot each one two more times. , the bomb vests on these people are really scary.
After walking to the entrance and watching Chance's neck being cut off, Shebull took out the photo sealed in the waterproof bag and compared it. "It's him, that's right."
"Captain, the number of people matches the intelligence." Dave walked over, looked at Shebull's miserable body, and then looked at the entrance of the tunnel, "Should we give chase?"
Locke looked inside the narrower tunnel and shook his head, "No, let's complete our mission first." After speaking, he walked out of the underground passage and reported to the command center on the ground on the amphibious assault ship.
"TOC, the target has been killed..." Mandy and Sergeant Major Miller finally waited for Locke's voice. The command center cheered. The calm Sergeant Major Miller stood up and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Blackbeard, this is TOC. , please describe the task accurately."
"TCO, target Abu Shepur and the remaining 16 human bombers were all killed." Locke recounted in detail again.
"Blackbeard, are there any casualties?" Miller continued to ask. This mission is very difficult, and it is very normal if there are casualties.
"Only two Mexican soldiers were injured. We need the rapid reaction force to intervene now. There are more and more drug dealers outside." Miller finally relaxed after receiving the answer. "Well done, Blackbeard." Then he joined. cheering crowd.
Mandy answered the intercom, "Captain, I have contacted the rapid reaction force, hold on for ten more minutes." According to the agreement with the Mexican government, the U.S. rapid reaction force could not enter until Abu Shabul was confirmed.
Locke did not report the subsequent abnormality, and planned to explain in detail after returning to the base, asking all team members to shrink their defenses and wait for the QRF's entry.
On the U.S. side, the already prepared quick reaction force entered Mexico on 10 Black Hawk helicopters and under the cover of two Apaches. They arrived in Mexicali in less than ten minutes. The drug traffickers finally realized that the Americans were doing this. It was true this time, the leaders were gone, and no one planned to actually fight the U.S. regular army, and they suddenly dispersed.
Xu Chuan ran along the underground tunnel for nearly ten kilometers before he saw an intersection. An armed man was waiting here. He seemed to feel that Xu Chuan was not the person he wanted to deal with. He slowly touched the G3 leaning against the wall with his right hand. rifle.
Then he was knocked to the ground by a gun butt. After asking for the information he wanted, Xu Chuan shot and killed the drug dealer. This tunnel is really long and winding. After walking for more than five kilometers, I opened a secret door and should have reached the American side.
This is a valley in the desert. The sun has completely risen. Then Xu Chuan fell into deep thought, "Oh, how do I go back now? Am I smuggling from the United States to Mexico?"
I walked forward for a while and looked at the rare milled receiver version of the 56 in my hand. I was a little reluctant to throw it away, but there was a town not far away. If someone saw me like this, it would be a KPI for the police.
Hey, forget it, I was cruel and threw the rifle and magazine bag into the canyon, thinking silently, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come back.
He found a shade tree, took out his cell phone, called Allen Wayne, and told him his location. Not long after, a helicopter flew over and circled around twice. Xu Chuan Seeing that this was Allen's private jet, he stepped out of the shade.
The helicopter landed not far away, and then Allen, the young man, jumped out of the cabin. The bodyguard behind him glanced at Xu Chuan, who was obviously covered in blood, and blocked Allen who wanted to come over.
