Frame upstairs on the east side of the factory.
Long Zhan and Andre squatted half-crouched behind a wall, watching the bears rush into the building. The usecs on the outside surrounded them, but still did not take action.
"This team of bears is really fierce. It only took such a short time to break into the workshop building. The speed was much faster than I expected. If it were me, I might not be as agile as them."
As a PMC himself, Andre always compares himself with other PMCs.
"They are indeed the elite of the elite. They are definitely ruthless people who came out of the Russian special forces. Their personal strength is nothing to say. It's a pity..."
Long Zhan shook his head regretfully, but did not say the rest of the words.
"What's a pity?" Andre asked curiously.
"What's a pity?"
Long Zhan smiled and said: "It's a pity that they are a group of horses that are forced to run forward, even if they are so thin that they are only skin and bones.
They do not have complete logistical support, or even no backup at all.
They had fought two fierce battles yesterday, and the losses in both personnel and ammunition were very serious. Their best choice at this time should be to find a place to rest and replenish, rather than running here.
All of this has already determined their future fate. No matter how brave and useless they are, they still have to make wedding clothes for us. "
Long Zhan's words were cruel, but this was the truest reality.
If a person does not serve himself, he will be destroyed by heaven and earth.
have nothing to say!
"The one who laughs last must be us, and that's enough."
Andre grinned. He was not an "old Bodhisattva" with the heart of the Holy Mother. He also believed that dead Taoists would not die but poor Taoists.
After laughing.
Andre frowned slightly, worried and questioned: "The five of them rushed into usec's lair, and there was a group of usecs watching eagerly outside.
The number of usecs is more than twice that of bear. I think the personal combat capabilities of both sides are about the same. Can bear really chew this piece of meat? "
Andre's concerns are justified.
When individuals are of equal strength, the one with greater numbers will usually have the upper hand.
If we calculate on a one-for-one basis, even if all the bears die, the number of usecs left at the end will be a big problem.
"If there were only these bears, my answer would definitely be awkward, but..."
The corner of Long Zhan's mouth raised, with a hint of evil: "Aren't there still two of us? At this point, it doesn't matter whether we hide or not.
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Bear and usec have been bitten to death and cannot be separated even with a knife. Even if you know that a third party is involved, you will not stop at all. "
"In that case, let's let it go?" Andre grinned, very excited.
"Let go and do it, it's so good, it's coming!"
"Long Zhan's eyes were half-squinted. At this moment, his violent nature was finally revealed.
"I'm leaving first, Ulla!
"
Unable to suppress his inner rage, Andre rushed out with a gun.
Long Zhan did not rush forward to participate in this final carnival battle, but chose to stay where he was.
He set up his new axmc bolt sniper and aimed at the target 100 meters away.
"Bang~"
One shot to the head!
The usec gunman who was lying on the outer window with a gun and trying to attack the bear in the house became the first trophy of the Dragon War today.
…
Long Zhan and Andre joined the battle and began to attack ordinary usec members on the periphery.
The pressure faced by the bear people who rushed into the house was suddenly reduced a lot, and they only had to face the threat from the elite usec.
And the word elite is not called for nothing.
Although their heads were blown up by the grenade of the first mover, one person of the elite usec was killed at the beginning, but this was not enough to make them lose their combat effectiveness.
As soon as bear rushed into the house, usec launched a counterattack.
"MD, there are two coming up the stairs."
A usec shouted, instead of bravely setting up a gun in the stairwell to fight 1 on 2, he took a step back, took out a grenade and stuffed it under the stairs.
"Britt, grenade."
The demon who sees the grenade is really brave. When he sees the grenade falling from above, he will most likely drop the grenade at his feet. Instead of retreating, he rushes up the stairs.
Standing about 1.8 meters tall, he took several long steps and crossed half of the stairs to the turning point.
You could just see Usec who had just thrown the grenade and before he had time to pick up the gun again, he raised his hand and hit him with three bursts of fire.
Two to the chest, one to the head.
Standard Mozambique!
Use's reverse behavior caught him off guard. Even if he was wearing a body armor and a plugboard inserted into his chest, he couldn't stop the Mozambique Third Company. His head was blasted and rolled down the stairs.
"Boom~"
Only then did the grenade explode.
It can be seen that in short-range combat situations, delayed fuze grenades thrown out without timing have great disadvantages.
The demon was hunched over on the turning platform of the stairs. Although his ears were buzzing from the grenade, he was not seriously injured.
After the cool Usec rolled down the stairs, he rushed forward decisively with his gun in hand.
As a result, as he rushed up to look out, a bullet hit him in the chest, causing him to fall backwards, hit the wall, and then bounced to the ground.
Fortunately, the direction of the guide is inside the door. If it were outside, it would definitely be filled.
Skif, who had been a step behind to avoid the grenade just now, caught up now, dragged the demon's legs back half a meter, completely leaving the area near the door.
Then he pointed his gun at the door to ensure that he could start immediately when the enemy rushed in. At the same time, he asked loudly: "Demon, are you okay?"
"I...I'm fine, damn fine."
Demon's chest hurt and his breathing was hot. Although this feeling made him very uncomfortable, it made his heart drop back to his stomach.
This is because the bulletproof insert blocked the blunt injury of the bullet, so my breathing was congested and my chest felt uncomfortable.
If a bullet penetrates the body armor and enters the body, the feeling will be very different. First there will be no feeling for a second or two, then there will be warmth and burning, and finally there will be severe pain.
As long as the body is not hit by bullets and is not injured, then everything is fine.
"Take a breath first."
Skif helped demon sit on the ground and leaned against the wall, trying to break through the door in front of him.
But he picked up a piece of wood from the side. When he stretched it out less than 10 centimeters, gunshots rang out again, and the board was smashed by bullets.
Realizing that the door was stuck, Skif could only call out: "The stairs on the left are suppressed, athlete, can you come over there?"
"What the heck, I can come here. I'm suppressing the fucking locker room and preparing to rush to the third floor to kill those sons of bitches."
"Borz, are you fucking dead? If you don't come here yet, hurry up and follow me to take down the third floor."
"Get out of the way, come around, there's a bitch up there with a gun."
The athlete's side seemed to be fighting more intensely and it was very uncomfortable, which made the athlete very angry and started talking a lot of "sweet words."
