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Chapter 59 Countdown

Finally, the problem was solved with a rope. The rope was thrown in front of the fallen man. He grabbed the rope and the two of them dragged him back together. The clamp was very heavy and looked old, with rust on it.

It was mottled, and it seemed that the injection of tetanus vaccine was unavoidable. The two of them worked together to open the iron clamp and pulled his leg out. Although it was pulled out, his calf was twisted into a ten-inch shape.

The weird arc showed that the leg bones had obviously been broken by the clamp. The one who was clamped could still carry it. He bit his lip hard with his teeth, trying not to make a sound. In fact, even if he wanted to make a sound, there were people around him.

The two men would also cover his mouth. They were scared. They were afraid that someone with a gun would come out of nowhere and give them a shot. The team leader winked at the two men and stretched out his hand with difficulty.

He turned to the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest.

"Captain." He lowered his voice and said, "There is more than one person in the sniper position. There are many traps here. Three of my people have been caught."

"What are you doing for food? Didn't I tell you to be careful of booby traps?" Robert's voice was a little irritable, and he couldn't help but lose his temper. In less than five minutes, he had already lost two teams, but even the snipers used it accurately.

He didn't even know his location. If he continued like this, his team would have to be replaced by a new wave of people before he could find the sniper.

"Not only were there booby traps, but there were also sneak attacks. Their marksmanship was very good, and two of them were killed by cold shots."

Robert was silent. He actually knew the fighting power of his gang and himself. He usually bullied the gangsters in the yellow zone, but when he really encountered a well-trained army, he had no choice. But touch off

The sniper on the opposite side is a mission given by the brown bear. If it is not completed, it will be easier for the sniper to kill the warthog with one shot. But according to past experience, it is more likely that the warthog will take advantage of the chaos and then call in the local PMC to eliminate it.

The threat here is that when the warthog returns here, he will definitely not be able to save his head.

"The second group comes down, and the third, fourth and fifth groups go, allocate the observation area, and guard against cold shots and traps." Robert gritted his teeth and had no choice but to fight. It would be okay if he went to fight, but if he really escaped from the battle, he would not even be able to defend himself.

The chance was gone. This kind of thing has happened before, and I have encountered it once before. At that time, the size of the escort was not as large as it is now. Warthog ordered the escort to withstand the attack of the mercenaries to buy time. As a result, because

The casualties were too high, and his guards were already on the verge of mutiny. The team deputy had no choice but to order a retreat. They retreated five minutes earlier than the time given by the brown bear, causing the warthog who had just left the escape passage to be lifted.

The killers who were looking around caught them. In the end, the bodyguard team fought hard with the brown bear, and with good luck, the warthog escaped from death. The captain did not return to the bodyguard team, but in the end the warthog was still there

He was found in an apartment building in the Yellow Zone. The usually amiable brown bear took it upon himself to plant twelve iron melon seeds on him. Robert's Adam's apple moved and he didn't think any further.

Groups 3, 4 and 5 went in together this time. Not long after, several people carried the injured person and two bodies and folded out, then went back. The ambulance next to them immediately put the people on stretchers and took them away.

He went to the nearest hospital. Even with the pre-disaster medical standards, this minor injury was nothing, but the bones were not that easy to heal.

In the unfinished building, three groups of people walked up the stairs. The three groups were all temporarily formed, and naturally there was no formation or coordination among them. It was a shame that they usually stayed together.

, there is a bit of tacit understanding between them. There are a total of fifteen people, walking in two lines in the stairwell that is not spacious. Although it is easy to get them all in one go, the relative area and breadth of the reconnaissance is quite large.

Shortly, all two booby traps on the stairs were found and disarmed. Although the training level of these people was not very high, they were holding guns after all. It was like a civilian holding a pistol versus a special forces soldier, although the special forces soldiers certainly would not

He loses, but the civilian pistol still has a chance to defeat him. What's more, their training is not that bad. They still have basic physical fitness and shooting skills, but they are not proficient in CQB tactics. Even so, 15 people composed

The observation network is not easy to find blind spots. The AK12's two sneak attacks were discovered in advance. If she hadn't been able to hide quickly, she would have lost the prize by now.

"We have reached the second floor." The leader of the third group said while pressing the talk button on the walkie-talkie with his left hand.

"Copy that, keep going up. The snipers are probably around the third to fifth floors." Robert said to the walkie-talkie, but he didn't know anything about it. He looked up at the building. This was before the disaster.

An office building was built. Like most buildings of that era, this building was about thirty stories high. Can you tell which floor it was just by a word from the brown bear? Robert shook his head. He did not expect these brothers.

After being able to find this sniper, he just wanted his brothers not to get into trouble and searched the floors designated by Brown Bear. He was very resentful now. He didn't understand why he let them go out to die in this situation. He just

Isn't it good to evacuate? He believed that his men thought so too.

But he guessed wrong. The few team members in the building don't have time to think so much now. They are more concerned about how to survive here. At this time, they are still lucky. Fortunately, they still have guns in their hands. Although their enemies see

Less than that, but it is certain that he is still within the range of their firearms. As long as he dares to come out, the fifteen guns will sieve him in an instant. Compared with the brothers waiting to be slaughtered in the open space, they are already much better.

The pistols and micro-rams in their hands could not cause any harm to the snipers, and the trees behind them could not block the penetrating force of the .50 bullet. All they could do was wait in place and pray that they would not be named by the bullets.

AK12 half-crouched and slowly moved over a pile of boards. She was only two meters away from the nearest guard. She could hear the team members breathing heavily due to fear. She hid behind the boards and was not seen, but she had no choice.

Launch a sneak attack. At this distance, she is sure to take away two or more people, but in the end it will not exceed six people. Then she will be shot to death by more people, which is not what she wants.

"FAL, the big fish has been hooked, are you ready for dinner?" AK12 took a few steps back to a place where they couldn't hear the sound, and whispered.

"They're short of fish, please give them some dessert first." FAL's voice was still weak, but this time there was a little more echo, which made her voice even more blurry.

"Got it." AK12 pressed the earphone and hid in the darkness again. It was only ten minutes since the operation started, but no one thought so. Only everyone's watches and mobile phones were faithfully performing their duties.

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