"Just in time, skif, give me a magazine."
As soon as SK came up and had not yet gained a firm foothold, the athlete reached out for ammunition. The ammunition consumption in the offensive firefight was too great.
"I only have the last two left." Skif took out one and threw it to the athlete.
Everyone starts with only 4 magazines, which is only one-third of the full load. Skif also only has four magazines.
I knocked one off on the way in. I gave one to demon when I came here just now, and now I gave one to athlete.
There is only one Miaomiao left in skif!
"Ford, you are almost out of bullets. Either retreat, or rush in and take over the locker room. You must find a way as soon as possible." Athlete shouted while reloading.
Now has reached the most critical moment.
If the bullets are all empty, the bears will have no choice. No wonder the athletes are so anxious.
"Usec's firepower is so strong, how can we charge?" Ford retorted.
"Fuck him, get out of the way, I'll do it."
As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Skif, who had just joined the battlefield here, was extraordinarily brave. Seeing everyone grumbling, he rushed directly into the corridor with a gun.
Standing in the middle of the corridor with a gun, he fired accurately at the opposite side.
How can you be so domineering?
Compared with hiding against the wall and shooting from time to time, or even just showing your hand to shoot, whether you can hit or not depends 80% on luck.
Skif rushed out and stood in the corridor to do it, his accuracy improved several levels.
Usec on the opposite side didn't expect this. He really dared to risk his own life to fight against the enemy. He was caught off guard for a moment.
He didn't dare to show his head and shoot, so he could only huddle behind the wall.
The bullet hit the wall in front of him accurately, causing the bricks and tiles to fly into pieces, making it impossible to shoot back.
Taking advantage of skif's brave death-defying style, unexpectedly it had a miraculous effect and suppressed the enemy.
Ford, Athlete, and Poki followed closely behind and rushed in. The injured Borz did not hold back and pointed his gun at the stairs of the third floor with one hand.
Prevent enemies from stealing your ass!
Ford's remaining ammunition was also seriously low, so he could only fire one shot at a time to suppress it. As he fired, he asked, "Who has any more grenades?"
The position of throwing grenades at this time is completely different from before.
Bear occupies an absolutely dominant position in the corridor, and the location of the enemy is also clear, so the power of the grenade can be fully exerted.
Even if usec is hiding behind a cabinet on the wall, a grenade can be thrown over and it can be done.
"There's no athlete, it's already fucking lost."
"I've run out of it a long time ago."
"skif also has an f1."
Each bear reported the grenade situation. Because the gunshots were noisy, they all spoke loudly.
Perhaps he heard what the bears said and knew that the bears who had already taken advantage of the position were ready to blow them up with grenades.
Usec, who had been hiding behind the lockers at the door of the locker room and had been in a stalemate with the bears for several minutes, suddenly gave up his defensive point and started to move back.
There were two usecs who came out. The magazine pockets on their chests were all empty, and the ammunition consumption was obviously very serious.
"Fuck, they're out and running inside."
Athlete discovered the situation immediately and immediately shouted and fired in an attempt to keep the two of them behind. Unfortunately, he was too hasty and had no time to aim and missed the target.
Two usecs flashed past the corridor and ran into the road leading inside.
"Damn it, we can't let them run away..."
"Pa bang bang..."
Before Borz could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted by the sudden sound of gunfire, and then his body fell to the ground with the sound of gunfire.
This is just the beginning, the follow-up firepower will be even stronger.
The remaining bullets were like crazy wild dogs, scurrying around in the narrow doorway, biting whoever they caught, and chewing a hole in the wall.
If it breaks into several pieces, it will fly everywhere and turn into the most deadly stray bullets.
Athlete, Ford, Poki and Skif were all stunned by the sudden rain of bullets, and they couldn't care whether the fallen Borz was alive or dead.
In order to save their own lives, they all began to hurriedly look for bunkers.
Poki squatted down and hid behind the wall on the right, watching Borz lying on the ground with blood spurting out from his neck. As the youngest PMC in the team, he finally broke through at this moment and could no longer hold his breath.
He asked in panic: "Who is shooting? Where is the shooting? Where does the bullet come from?"
"It's coming from outside, direction 9 o'clock, be careful to find cover." Ford reminded loudly.
"Borz looks seriously injured. We have to help him quickly, otherwise he will die. I am suppressed and cannot go over to help him. You guys need to find a way quickly." Poki screamed and yelled.
"Shut up, idiot, he's not dying, he's already dead."
The athlete scolded Poki, turned to Ford and yelled: "Ford, there are two or three gunmen on the second floor of the building opposite, and our positions are all covered by his gun line.
We either go down to the first floor and take shelter, or we rush into the dressing room. You have to make a decision. "
The structure of the house opposite is similar to that here, and the usec inside is not as good as the bear here.
However, there is a new force on the opposite side. They have more ammunition reserves and can fire unscrupulously, pouring out firepower crazily on this side.
But bears can't.
It's not that their marksmanship is inferior to the other's, but their inventory doesn't allow it.
Bullets simply cannot withstand such consumption.
"We have to get into the locker room as soon as possible. We are out of bullets. We must kill those few guys so that we can have more chances." Poki couldn't hold his breath anymore.
Being scolded by the athlete seemed to have woken him up from the scolding of Poki, and he was no longer obsessed with saving Borz.
Killing enemies to grab their weapons and ammunition is the worst way to replenish ammunition.
However, bears have no choice.
"We must kill them no matter what. It is absolutely impossible to leave before that. As long as there is still a bullet, I will kill them." Skif roared, with a firm attitude.
"You must be crazy."
The athlete cursed skif, but the actions he made were on the same front as skif.
He ran over and picked up Borz's gun, removed the magazine from the gun, and removed the remaining magazine from the tactical vest and loaded it on himself.
"We have to find an opportunity to rush, skif, are the grenades ready?" Ford said.
"Ready and ready."
After skif answered, he then asked: "Then when will we charge? Now?"
"No, the firepower outside is too strong. It's too dangerous to go out now. You have to wait here. Don't worry. Wait for my signal. I will let you throw the grenade. After throwing it, we rush together." Ford said.
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"Bang, bang, bang."
At this moment, among the chaotic sound of rifles outside, a few more bullets were fired from a distance.
The two usecs who were holding down the bears with their guns at the window on the second floor opposite were killed almost at the same time.
Both were shot in the head, and nearly half of their heads were missing.
