Gradually, the mercenaries began to become anxious. Although their ammunition was far superior to Cheng Yu's, it was still limited after all.
Especially in this method of purely relying on fire suppression, their ammunition cannot withstand such consumption.
Judging from the situation where Cheng Yu is still fighting back, although it is not clear whether his own firepower has caused injuries to Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu has only fired a dozen bullets so far, and the number of bullets consumed by the mercenaries
, already more than half of the ammunition they carried.
Due to the hasty departure and the fact that these mercenaries believed that the number of people they had to face was only two people, they did not carry any explosives at all.
There are a few grenades, but they are all defensive grenades, and I have tried throwing them out.
Either it was directly shot by Cheng Yu and detonated in the air, the steel ball inside the grenade even injured one of his own people, or it was thrown into the river, and the radius of the steel ball was greatly reduced.
In fact, these mercenaries knew very well that the power of defensive grenades was really limited in the water. Even if a small number of steel balls hit Cheng Yu, it would not cause much damage to him.
It seems that we still have to find a way to shorten the distance between the two sides. It is really not easy to rely entirely on the aircraft as a bunker if this continues.
At this moment, Cheng Yu was also actively thinking that the duration of martial arts was about to run out. He didn't want to waste any more points to redeem martial arts to bring blessings to his body. He must make good use of the remaining few duration of martial arts and give him as much benefit as possible.
The other party poses a greater threat.
With all the firepower pouring down, Cheng Yu estimated that the opponent's losses must be high. The bullets he faced were obviously weaker than at the beginning. The opponent had begun to move in a rhythm, instead of blindly interweaving the fire net like at the beginning.
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This showed that the opponent's ammunition could not withstand such high-intensity output, which gave Cheng Yu an opportunity.
After he fired another bullet and killed one of the opponent's mercenaries (this was confirmed because the golden number +150 flashed in his mind), he plunged into the water and headed deeper into the river.
, ensuring that even if those bullets fall into the water, they will hardly pose a great threat to themselves.
Then, he adjusted his direction and swam downstream.
With the help of martial arts, Cheng Yu's ability to hold his breath was naturally greatly enhanced. He had briefly tried it before, and Cheng Yu estimated that in his current state, it would not be difficult to hold his breath in the water for three minutes.
The key is that he doesn't need to hold his breath for three minutes. The distance between the two sides is only more than a hundred meters, and that includes the distance on the shore.
A tangent line drawn at right angles from the plane to the river bank to Cheng Yu's current location would be approximately seventy or eighty meters.
With such a small distance, it would definitely take less than a minute for Cheng Yu, who was swimming down the river and blessed by martial arts, even with two guns in his hands.
The mercenaries did not expect that Cheng Yu would dare to swim over from the water at such a moment, and they themselves were already discussing how to approach Cheng Yu, so they ignored that Cheng Yu did not fight back for about a minute.
Any bullet.
Cheng Yu kept swimming downward in the water, listening carefully to the gunshots coming from the shore. He quickly determined that he had passed the location of the plane, but Cheng Yu did not stop there;
He continued to swim downstream, lengthening the distance to about fifty meters.
The mercenaries' bullets were still firing in the direction Cheng Yu had just taken, and they began to wonder why Cheng Yu hadn't fired back for a long time.
Just when they were suspicious, Cheng Yu had already risen from the bottom of the water, and through the thin layer of water, he could roughly determine the location of the plane.
At a distance of forty or fifty meters, Cheng Yu jumped out of the water and immediately pointed the gun in his hand at the mercenaries beside the plane.
With an M16 in each hand, Cheng Yu almost felt as if he was using an assault rifle as a pistol, just like Pony Ma in A Hero's True Colors, firing with both hands.
With the blessing of firearms skills, Cheng Yu kept pulling the trigger, and every bullet easily took away a life.
The group of mercenaries were about to collapse. They never expected that after Cheng Yu took away one of their comrades with a bullet, Cheng Yu would magically appear behind them in just one minute.
Especially when they turned around and found that Cheng Yu was still fifty meters away from them, they were even more shocked. They felt that what they saw in front of them was simply unbelievable. How could a human being reach such a speed in water?
Cheng Yu stepped on the water and fired both guns. In the blink of an eye, there were only six mercenaries left beside the helicopter.
The mercenaries found that their companions fell down one after another. When they reacted and started to focus their fire in the direction of Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu plunged into the river and swam downstream again.
There were only six mercenaries left, including the pilot who couldn't move at all. The remaining five had already been aroused by what they saw before them.
This anger went to their heads, and they rushed downstream with their guns regardless of their own safety. Bullets poured into the water crazily. Unfortunately, Cheng Yu was already more than ten meters away at this moment.
Concentrated fire means that the bullets will be exhausted very quickly in the burst mode, that is, within a second or two, these people will have to change the magazine again.
As if Cheng Yu had calculated this accurately, he emerged in the water downstream ten meters away. The two m16s fired bullets accurately again. In just over a second, the five people all lay down, and there was no more.
Any anger, belonging to their life, has completely ended.
Observing that there was a mercenary next to the plane, Cheng Yu raised his hand and was about to take him away with a shot, but found that the guy was trembling with fear. Although he was holding a gun in his hand, he didn't even pull the trigger.
There is no power in the trigger.
And his dress seemed different from the others. Cheng Yu realized that this was probably the helicopter pilot, who was probably the one with the worst fighting qualities among these mercenaries.
So, Cheng Yu slightly adjusted the muzzle of the gun and hit the pilot's arm with one shot, making him unable to hold the gun anymore.
Cheng Yu threw away one of the guns and swam towards the shore.
At this time, the duration of the martial arts has been exhausted, and it is much more difficult for Cheng Yu to swim to the shore. Fortunately, no one will interrupt his action at this moment. It is not smooth, but it is finally about ten meters downstream from where he just stepped on the water.
A few meters away, his feet were already stepping on the mud at the bottom of the river.
Quickly walking towards the shore, Cheng Yu finally walked from the water to the shore. Then, holding his gun, he walked towards the helicopter as fast as possible.
Without looking too carefully, he knew that he had killed eighteen people on the other side, and each of them had received 150 points. After landing, he quickly counted everyone around the helicopter except the pilot.
In addition, there were exactly eighteen corpses in total.
As long as there is no one hiding in the helicopter, the only one left on the other side should be the pilot.
Of course, Cheng Yu had always been careful. When he got close enough, he thoroughly confirmed that there could be no one in the helicopter, and then he quickened his pace and ran towards the pilot.
The pilot's lower body was covered in blood. Cheng Yu couldn't even see where his wounds were. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. He seemed to have never aimed at anyone's waist from waist to thigh. Why did this guy have the whole body from waist to thigh?
Is it full of blood?
Considering that pilots almost certainly need to have a certain level of English proficiency, Cheng Yu tentatively asked in English: "Who are you?"
The pilot's face was full of despair. He looked at the corpses scattered around him, and then looked at the man in front of him who was wet but seemed to be unscathed. It was hard to believe that there were more than 20 of them, and they all died in such a body that even looked a little thin.
in the hands of a man.
There is still a left hand that can hold a gun, but he knows very well that, let alone the left hand, even if he holds the gun with both hands, he has no confidence that he can hit the opponent at a distance of about ten meters between Cheng Yu and him, let alone Cheng Yu.
He has already demonstrated his incredible marksmanship, so it's better not to move around.
Hearing Cheng Yu's question, he felt a glimmer of hope for survival in his heart, so he quickly said in broken English: "I'm just a pilot. I was forced here by them. Don't kill me."
Of course Cheng Yu wouldn't believe his lies. This helicopter couldn't have been temporarily snatched or rented by these mercenaries, right? Even if the pilot was not a qualified mercenary in all aspects, Cheng Tu firmly believed in this
This guy must be one of these mercenaries. However, he is a non-combatant with professional skills.
"As long as you answer my questions honestly, I won't kill you." Cheng Yu came closer and comforted him, but he was anxious in his heart, just hoping that this guy could answer his questions quickly.
Cheng Yu really didn't want to let firearms skills continue to waste his hard-earned points.
After hearing this, the pilot nodded vigorously, and Cheng Yu asked: "Did you send any other people this time?"
"No more, everyone is here and dead..."
"Does everyone refer to your mercenary army, or do you refer to the people who came out this time?"
"Everyone who entered Mongolia is here."
"That is to say, there are others in your mercenary army?"
The pilot seemed hesitant, but when he saw Cheng Yu's muzzle getting closer and closer, he answered honestly: "Yes, the entire mercenary army has a total of one hundred and seventy-two people, and only twenty-three came out this time."
After hearing this, Cheng Yu couldn't help but be secretly shocked. The size of this mercenary army was really quite large.
The pilot added: "There are more than 20 non-combatants, but the actual number of mercenaries is only about 140."
Cheng Yu nodded. Indeed, mercenaries always need some logistics support personnel. This mercenary actually has a relatively large number of non-combatants.
Seemingly knowing what else Cheng Yu wanted to know, the pilot added: "There is an external navigator on the helicopter, and the data recorded inside contains the exact location of the mercenaries."
Cheng Yu smiled, said no more, raised his hand and fired a bullet, taking the pilot away directly.
"Sorry, I lied."
After the final score of 150 was reached, Cheng Yu quickly threw away all the guns and ammunition on his body, went to the helicopter to find the navigator the pilot had mentioned, and ran upriver.
