Grams didn't understand what Jason was doing. Even a grenade couldn't blow up the chasing convoy, so what effect could a smoke grenade have?
Out of curiosity, he drove left and right and followed Jason's movements with his peripheral vision.
I saw that Jason put the two smoke bombs he got from him into the nylon bag together without releasing the safety pin.
Then he took out a high-explosive bomb from his body, placed it on the mouth of the bag and pulled off the safety pin.
He let go of his hand and let the high-explosive grenade fall to the bottom of the bag. He immediately tied the mouth of the bag tightly and hung it out of the car window. He waited for a while before letting go.
The bag containing three different types of grenades landed on the side of the road in a free fall.
At the same time as he dropped the grenade bag, Jason said on the radio: "Car No. 1, turn left immediately, Car No. 3, turn right immediately, kill them here."
"It's long overdue."
Hearing Jason's instructions on the radio, Long Zhan's blood suddenly boiled.
Remove the half-loaded ammunition bag, replace it with a brand new 100-round ammunition box, load the bolt, and open the front bracket.
A set of movements as smooth as silk, be prepared for crazy and friendly firepower.
Being chased and beaten all the time was not Long Zhan's style, and being chased and beaten all the way without retaliating vigorously made Long unbearable.
Now that the counterattack has finally begun, he must vent his anger severely.
This group of militants must be made aware that they have messed with the wrong person.
The people sitting in the car were ready for battle. The person in charge of driving heard Jason's instructions and immediately started operating at the same time.
Car No. 1 that Long Zhan was riding in made a handsome drift, rushed out of the road and stopped on the left side of the road.
Long Zhan, Full Metal, Soto, and CIA agents all jumped out of the car immediately and pointed their guns in the direction they came from.
Whoosh~
The truck Jason was riding in rushed out, and the same drift turned into a sideways stop on the road. The people in the car also got out of the truck as quickly as possible and got into position.
Sonny's No. 3 car followed closely behind. When the road ahead was blocked by Jason's No. 2 car, he made a beautiful swerve and stopped to the right.
"Peng~"
The moment Car No. 3 sped past, the bag filled with grenades exploded without missing a beat, and the smoke-generating agent in the two smoke bombs was blown up all over the sky.
When the smoke-generating agent is blown into the air, white smoke will be emitted violently.
The smoke emission speed of smoke bombs has been accelerated by 10 times.
Just a second or two.
The stretch of road where the delivery convoy drove past was covered in thick white smoke for an area of more than 15 meters.
The distance between the blocking convoy behind was less than 50 meters, and it was impossible to see what was going on with the car in front.
It was too late to brake.
When the Boko Haram militants saw this situation, they did not expect how big of a crisis it would be. They thought they would just rush over in a second or two and be done with it.
After rushing through the smoke, continue the pursuit.
However, what this group of people never expected was that the convoy they were chasing would fight back here.
When they broke through the thick fog barrier and came out, what they saw was not three convoys continuing to run away, but three cars parked on the road in a pattern.
The back and front of the car were filled with people armed with weapons.
The way the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the thick fog.
Seeing the blocking convoy rushing out of the fog, the members of team B and Moussa's men, who had already taken their positions, pulled the triggers at the same time and started shooting.
"Da da da da..."
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk..."
"Tu tu tu tu..."
More than a dozen automatic rifles fired at the same time, and the bullets were as dense as a metal storm.
In the high-speed and swaying car, the marksmanship of everyone in Team B was forcibly reduced, and no matter how superb their skills were, they were unable to display them.
Now that he finally had a chance to stabilize himself, his marksmanship suddenly changed.
From rookie to king.
As long as they can keep their bodies stable, elite special forces can keep their guns steady. It doesn't matter whether the target is moving or not.
Especially now that the distance is less than 50 meters, there is no difference between a moving target and a fixed target.
Every bullet fired by Bullock, Ray, Clay, Jason and others could hit accurately, either on people or on cars.
Especially the light machine guns in the hands of Long Zhan and Sonny are more stable and reliable with bracket support.
The hit rate of fully automatic strafing is terrifyingly high.
The firepower is also terrifying!
As soon as the blocking convoy rushed out of the fog, they were locked tightly by the two of them. As the car ran forward, their projectiles chased them all the way.
As if the ballistic tracking plug-in is turned on, every shot can hit the target.
The seven guns of Team B are all equipped with precise firepower, and Moussa's men can also blindly touch the dead mice a few times.
The first four-seater Toyota off-road vehicle rushed out. Before the people in the car could understand what happened, they were smashed into pieces by the barrage.
Blood stained the car windows red, and all the militants in the car died on the spot.
With the first car acting as a scapegoat to block bullets, the second militant's car did not suffer the immediate disaster. It braked suddenly and slid far away, stopping on the road.
Seeing the fierce firepower in front of me, the bullets seemed to have eyes, and each shot was more accurate than the last.
He didn't dare to stop shooting at him.
The driver, who was so frightened that his scalp was numb, immediately started to turn the steering wheel and reverse the car, wanting to exit and not wanting to be beaten into a sieve as well.
However, his idea is good, but it is not so easy to implement.
There was a third car coming up behind and blocking the car, and there was a disabled first car blocking the car in front. When I tried to reverse, I bumped into the third car that came up.
As a result, it got stuck and it was already too late to move forward.
The members of Team B who killed the first car adjusted their angles and positions, and all aimed at the second car, and the second round of crazy firepower began.
The people in the second car were the same as the first car, with no ability to resist at all.
Whether they were those who didn't have time to run and sit in the car, or those who were smart enough to open the door and jump out immediately, all the militants were shot dead on the spot.
The third remaining armed pickup truck was frightened to death when it saw this situation.
Even if there is a heavy machine gun behind the carriage, no one dares to get out of the car and climb into the back carriage to use this Lao Ganma against the members of Team B.
Instead, he reversed the car very decisively and directly, then stepped on the accelerator and retreated directly into the smoke.
I didn't even dare to turn around, for fear that if I were slow for a second, the same thing would happen.
The thick smoke from the two smoke bombs gave Team B time to form a formation to launch a counterattack. It also provided cover for the militants.
Looking at the armed pickup truck retreating into the smoke, everyone in Team B stopped firing and smiled.
