"Grass," Ling Yun threw his body to the side, rolled a few times on the ground, and hid behind the trash can.
The lead bullets were empty, the walls were full of bullet holes, and grains of cement and sand fell down.
"That guy is here, don't let him get away," a guy in the corner covered his head with a turban, kept yelling, the AK47 in his hand spitting tongues of fire, the trash can jingled, and countless sparks were splashed.
Fortunately, the iron plate of the trash can is of good quality, otherwise Lingyun might have turned into a sieve.
As soon as the magazine ran out of bullets, the guy cunningly retreated to the corner to change bullets.
Ling Yun stuck his head out, but he didn't expect a few barks from behind, and a big wolf dog pounced on him.
He pulled the trigger back, and all the bullets were shot into the belly of the big wolfdog. The guy wailed, fell to the ground and could no longer move.
The AK47 of the man in the turban rang again, and the tinkling sonata sounded again from the trash can.
Turning on the stealth skill, Ling Yun rushed out with a single stride. Without controlling his body, the AK47 began to fight back.
The man in the turban had no idea that a bullet would be shot out of the air. Half of his head was still exposed, but before he could retract it, the hot bullet had penetrated his skull.
Five guys suddenly appeared from the street corner, firing four AK47s at the same time. One of them, a bearded man, was half kneeling on the ground with an anti-materiel mortar on his shoulder.
Ling Yun's pupils shrank instantly. There was no way to escape in such a narrow alley. This time, he was dead.
Poof, he was shot twice again, and his health dropped again.
Bang, there was an explosion, a flash of fire appeared, and a rocket roared with a long tail. Due to the powerful recoil of the rocket, the bearded figure couldn't help but lean back.
In desperation, Ling Yun slammed into the window next to him. The window shattered, and the sharp glass made a dozen bloody cuts on his face. Without caring about the wound, he raised his right leg and hit him with a knee.
The big man holding the rifle in the room was changing the magazine. He didn't expect that Ling Yun would rush in. His knees were firmly pressed against his chin. Five or six teeth flew out, and a piece of the tip of his tongue was bitten off.
He raised his gun and fired two shots to kill the guy. At this time, there was a roar behind him, the ground was shaking, a big hole was blasted out in the wall, dust was flying, shrapnel was flying, and the trash can was hit by the powerful explosion of the rocket to the roof. superior.
Ling Yun lay on the ground and spat out the dust in his mouth. He still had 200 health points left, and he was just a little short of ending up here.
Damn, this is not a bandit. The equipment of his police escort is simply more powerful. Ling Yun got up, stuffed several large blood bottles into his mouth, turned around suddenly, and the AK47 suddenly spurted out sparks.
Several dark figures appeared in the window, and three AK47s were stretched out.
Poof, blood spattered everywhere, a guy fell to the sky, and suddenly the magazine made a clicking sound. At the critical moment, there was no bullet in the magazine. "What a fool," Ling Yun cursed secretly and hurriedly threw himself to the ground.
Now his body is covered in dust and dirt. He has performed countless missions, but he has never been as embarrassed as he is today.
The bullet grazed his body and made pits on the wall. Ling Yun took the opportunity to take out a grenade. When he threw it, he realized that it was wrong. It was actually a tear gas smoke grenade.
Thick smoke was everywhere, and he put down the crystal mask on his helmet. Ling Yun took the opportunity to get out. As soon as he left the door, he saw a black thing flying over with green smoke. It turned out to be a grenade.
Before his health had fully recovered, Ling Yun's heart suddenly rose to his throat. At the moment of life and death, an idea flashed in his mind. He picked up the AK47 with his backhand and waved it hard. With a crisp sound, the grenade was hit by the handle of the gun. It flew like a home run and exploded more than ten meters in the air.
It was so dangerous that Ling Yun couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his face and quickly changed the magazine against the corner.
A golden light flashed across, a bullet hole appeared on the wall next to his cheek, and there were still traces of burning heat in the air.
The bullet was fired from the top of the mountain. From such a long distance, there was only one possibility, and that was a sniper.
There was no time to think about it, there was a burst of chirping, and a dozen enemies appeared at the other end of the street. Without giving anyone any time to breathe, Ling Yun threw out a grenade, and with a violent explosion, the group of guys were blown up on the spot. Half of them died, and the rest hid in the corner and fired cold shots.
After identifying the direction, Ling Yun quickly ran towards the coordinate point against the wall. To be honest, fighting in this narrow alley would easily make people lose their way.
There were at least two snipers on the top of the mountain. The bullets screamed past one after another, leaving bullet holes in the wall behind Ling Yun. He wanted to fight back, but there were a few annoying flies following behind him, which gave him no chance. A chance to pull out a sniper rifle.
While running, he was changing the magazine. Suddenly, the lid of the trash can beside him opened. A short man held an Uzi submachine gun and fired. Two big men appeared on the roof. The AK47s in their hands spit out tongues of fire. The windows next to them When it was opened, a big bucktooth man was holding a rifle and spraying it fiercely.
Bullets swarmed in from all directions, and it was impossible to dodge. He had to take the blood bottle to carry it. So many bullets could kill him in an instant, and there was no chance of taking the blood bottle.
At the end of the road, Ling Yun now understood the true meaning of this word.
It only took 0.1 seconds for the bullet to fly close. In this flash of lightning, Ling Yun's brain had already thought of countless ways.
Turn on the phantom skills on the ring, phantom clone, turn on the rapid skills, Ling Yun quickly flashed backwards.
Countless rays of golden light flashed through, but the phantom did not move, being blasted to pieces on the spot.
Ling Yun escaped the disaster and saw black holes in all directions with guns aimed at him again.
It's over, it's really over now.
In desperation, turning on the life-saving shield skill on the Demon Medal was like being possessed by Brother Chun.
Flying to the side, bullets rained down on the ground, splashing large amounts of sparks and smoke. After the rain of bullets, there were only countless shallow craters left on the ground, and Ling Yun's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Everyone stared at each other, wondering if they had seen a ghost.
There are no ghosts, but there is one for humans.
A golden light flashed and a cold wind blew. Ling Yun appeared on the roof. In front of him was a guy with his butt sticking out and looking down. He kept shouting: "Mara next door, hurry up, that bastard can't run far."
A big hand put on his shoulder, "Hey, buddy, what are you looking at?"
"Stop bothering him, hurry up..." The guy turned around, saw it was Ling Yun, and hurriedly picked up the AK47, "Fuck,..."
"Haha, have a good trip," Ling Yun turned around, gathered his strength, and kicked him hard in the chest.
With a scream, the guy plunged down from the roof.
This house is not high, so that guy will definitely not fall to death. After thinking about it, Ling Yun took out a grenade from his backpack, opened the ring and threw it down, then covered his ears with both hands.
