Bahram started sprinting with all his strength and had no time to look around.
The sky had completely darkened, and the flash from the muzzle seemed to be visible in every dark corner in front of him.
The only good thing is that the machine gun has not been set up yet. Perhaps they were too nervous after being approached, so the two boys were fiddling with the stand.
"Run to death!!"
Bahram shouted to his men, using all the strength he could muster on his legs to get as fast as possible.
His muscles grew hot, and the cold air rushed into his lungs, making them feel as if they were burning.
The bullets fired by the others fell around him, but hit nothing.
There was no pain or strong impact. Someone suddenly screamed. He didn't care to identify who was shot. If he stopped at this time, he would definitely die.
"Keep running!"
He yelled and rushed towards the opponent with all his strength.
Finally, the machine gun was set up, and the muzzle immediately sprayed out torrent, and the rain of bullets stirred the ground.
But Bahram was close enough. He passed through the range of the machine gun. He was too fast to stop, and a slide fell sideways to the ground as a man pointed a gun at him.
When he raised his head, he just saw Haoma stabbing the attacker into the chest with his dagger.
When the other person kept screaming, the gang's gold-medal thug lifted the person up with his free hand and threw it at the panicked people who were trying to drag away the machine gun. In an instant, he pulled out the knife and used it.
The man's cry stopped abruptly.
The sound of gunfire announced that another enemy remaining in the bunker had been eliminated. Not only was Robin's knife throwing accurate, his marksmanship was also particularly accurate.
In just a moment, the firepower point that had troubled them for a long time was completely removed.
"Quick! Come up quickly!"
Bahram quickly called the team members below to come to a safer height, but there was only the sound of heavy breathing on the intercom.
He immediately climbed to the edge of the bunker and looked around. He saw others struggling to climb up, but there were two new bodies lying on the gravel ground bleeding, one of them still moving.
It's Ford.
Bahram's eyes saw his injured team member lying outside, and he immediately wanted to run to rescue him, but his wrist was caught by Haomo's strong hand.
"Don't do anything stupid."
The other party lowered his voice and said:
"I can feel that there are many guns pointing here in the jungle... Do you know there is a tactic, which is to use the wounded to attract rescuers into a trap. I was hit once, and my face was almost split open that time.
opened."
Hao Mo pointed to the shallow scar on his forehead.
"Hauma is right."
Robin made a rare comment.
"Within ten seconds of running out, you will be beaten to death by bullets. I can't afford to lose another person. Think about it carefully."
"But he's not dead yet."
Bahram said through clenched teeth, still struggling to get up.
Perhaps after hearing these words, Ford actually endured the terrible pain in his body and pushed himself up, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
Then, he made a gesture in the direction of Bahram. This gesture is commonly used by the Astra Militarum, and its meaning is very simple.
He takes over the command.
This action was enough to attract the attention of the gunmen in the jungle.
They fired another hail of bullets, and Ford's body shuddered as the impact of the bullets tore it apart, then fell forward into the blood-stained gravel, completely motionless.
Finally, the only two people left were lucky enough to climb up to the edge of the high bunker, meet up with Bahram and the others, and bring a blood-stained signal gun and three signal bombs.
Bahram roared and grabbed his gun, his face red and his eyes bulging.
"Where are they? I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them all!"
Hao Mo grabbed his collar and pulled him close to him, nose to nose.
"Calm down, Bahram, you are the captain now! You have a great responsibility-"
Hao Mo stopped mid-sentence.
He heard the voice giving orders from the other end of the jungle not far away. That side was quite far away from here. Unless the previous attackers in the jungle were so ambitious that they dispersed their forces like this, there was only one possibility.
More attackers are gathering.
They were now like a bleeding animal falling into a river full of piranhas.
"Everyone, please clean up this place. Let's retreat to the stronghold."
Hao Mo whispered and let go of Bahram.
The members of the team immediately took up their positions, touched the dead bodies on the ground, and after taking away all the ammunition and supplies, some people followed Haoma to the northeast corner of the stronghold, and the rest followed Bahram carrying the machine gun.
Northwest corner.
At this time, some panicked movements could still be heard in the stronghold.
When the few remaining people appeared in sight, Haoma waited for a while and let them approach. It was obvious that they were preparing to leave the stronghold.
This was a very smart move. After losing the cover of the machine gun, they couldn't defend this place with the weapons at hand. Instead, they might as well give up and find a safe place to hibernate. Maybe there would be a turnaround in the next few days.
However, they did not expect that Bahram and his party would be so bold and directly reach the vicinity of the stronghold without any warning.
By this time the sky had completely darkened.
After the men were clear of any easily accessible strong cover, Hauma gave the order to open fire.
Bright flames burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and bullets flew towards the blurry figures.
Screams filled the air, and those who were not killed immediately wailed in pain.
There were three other figures dragging the people on the ground and fleeing to the other side.
"Let them go."
Bahram gave the order and looked at Haomo pointedly.
"We are here to test, not to massacre. They have already failed, don't torture them, and we can't waste time."
After saying that, he walked back to the west entrance of the stronghold. There was an iron door here. It was not thick and opened with a push.
Bahram lit the flashlight and found that there was almost nothing inside, except for some straw mats and a smoking bonfire in the middle of the room, which was undoubtedly set up by the previous "residents".
Now it's cheaper for them.
"It's safe inside."
After checking the upstairs, he found that it was also empty, but after several observation points where the surrounding movement could be seen, Bahram called everyone to enter the stronghold.
Then they closed the door and lit a bonfire.
There are now six people in the team, so Bahram arranged for two people to work in groups on the second floor during the night break. They used flashlights as searchlights and set up machine guns to observe the surrounding movements at any time.
Fortunately, the flashlights distributed are of military grade and can be used even if they are used for several days, so there is no need to worry about running out of power later.
After a day of tension and torture, these boys finally had time to breathe. They began to eat while silently licking their wounds...