"If there is a helicopter here, even an ordinary one, it can fly over and kill them all!" Wang Zhen muttered and put down the phone.
At present, they have no better way, the speed is so fast.
Donkey rushed to the front in a pickup truck. Guo Jingyun pulled down the roof sunroof. It was a half-meter-long square sunroof, and a specially stepped steel plate was welded to the window door.
After pulling down the ladder and climbing onto the roof of the car, Guo Jingyun grabbed the handle welded on the roof with one hand and looked around with a telescope in the other.
Wang Zhen didn't want to be surrounded again.
Although he doesn't think terrorists are that smart.
More than 20 minutes later, Guo Jingyun could already hear gunshots.
He stood up, stuffed his feet into the handlebars, and stood on the roof of the car to look into the distance. He saw three cars colliding together and forming a semicircle below the highway. Several individuals used the cars as cover to attack the terrorists.
It's a cross-shooting.
Not far away there was a car that had been burned to ashes.
Looking around again, the terrorists had completely surrounded the group from all sides. It was hard to tell how many there were, but there were seven vehicles.
There were only two armed pickup trucks, and it was unclear whether their engines or tires were damaged. The two pickup trucks were lying down more than 60-80 meters away from the group of people. However, the machine gunners on the roof were still there and were heading towards the group of people.
Tutu.
It just seems a bit inaccurate.
There were some corpses on all sides, which seemed to have been left behind by terrorists, but the terrorists had already suppressed them to a distance of about 30 meters.
As the distance here gets closer and closer, it becomes increasingly difficult to fight back inside the vehicle bunker.
However, this group of people did not give up. Instead, they lay on the ground and fired from under the car, which made the terrorists unable to do anything to them for a while.
Just listen to the sound of gunshots, there shouldn't be many bullets left.
Without bullets, even a sharpshooter is useless.
"They probably don't have RPG anymore, otherwise if they fire two rounds, the mission target will be dead!" Guo Jingyun concluded.
At this moment, Wang Zhen and the others were still about 3 kilometers away from there. Wang Zhen loudly ordered: "Donkey, you go around to the north and pull up the front line."
"Blind man, prepare the mortars and say hello to them."
"receive."
"receive."
As we cut into the battlefield about 1 kilometer away, the terrorists discovered that the terrorists were making moves, and Walter Nobbs and the others also discovered it.
It was so loud that Wang Zhen couldn't hear clearly what he was shouting, so he just thought he was frightened by his super armored vehicle!
The donkey turned the steering wheel and rushed down the road, but the shovel continued to drive on the road.
Well, this time Shovel plays the role of driver, and he is more excited than anyone else at the moment. If it weren’t for the strong accelerator, Wang Zhen doubts that Shovel can crush the accelerator!
After zooming in to about 300 meters, Shovel stopped the vehicle. Guo Jingyun held the ammunition box and the poet jumped out holding his gun barrel. Then the armored vehicle rushed directly down the road.
300 meters away, Guo Jingyun didn't believe that the terrorists could hit him, so he completely ignored them, opened the ammunition box, and straightened the barrel.
The poet temporarily acted as the assistant shooter, measuring the distance, wind speed, and reporting the number. Guo Jingyun made a slight adjustment, and then released a cannonball.
"Kick", "swoosh" and "boom!"
A shell exploded about 2 meters away from the machine gun pickup truck. The machine gunner's body hit the machine gun, and part of his arm flew out spinning.
"Two meters to the right." The poet quickly completed the target report through the scope.
Just as Guo Jingyun was about to adjust the muzzle and fire again, Wang Zhen's voice rang out on the channel, "Damn it, you loser, don't shoot so accurately. If you damage my machine gun pickup, I will deduct your salary later!!"
This machine gun pickup truck can be sold for at least $20,000 when driven back!
If you don’t become a householder, you don’t know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive!
Guo Jingyun's hand holding the cannonball stiffened slightly, and the muzzle was adjusted again, changing the target.
Isn't there also a pickup truck?
"Kick", "whoosh" and "boom!" A shell landed on the front of the pickup truck and exploded.
"Blind man, you did a great job, you hit the target accurately!" The poet continued to report the target, but his voice sounded a bit gloating.
Guo Jingyun: "..."
I really didn’t aim on purpose this time!
"Fake, you blind man, you are stuffing your face, right? Your salary for this month is gone!" Wang Zhen cursed, and no one was idle.
The shovel directly drove the armored truck to a place dozens of meters in front of the terrorists and parked it. Wang Zhen and Shrapnel were on the roof of the armed pickup truck, with their feet firmly on the handles, and the guns in their hands fired "click-click" and "click-click".
It is really easy to hit these unarmored terrorists with 5.56 NATO bullets. The hollow point bullets will make a hole every time. If you are hit, you will basically be dead!
It's really like shooting a terrorist at a time. He's so condescending that he can't even run away!
Of course, the terrorists did not fight back, but when the AK bullets hit the armored vehicle, they left only a few tiny dents and a few sparks.
There is nothing more.
"Kick", "swoosh" and "boom!"
Guo Jingyun fired another artillery shell, targeting the terrorists who were besieging the convoy on the farthest side. Wang Zhen and the others were unable to attack them for a while, so naturally he, a mortarman, had to provide fire support.
In the bunker surrounded by vehicles, when they heard the sound of mortars, the group of people lay on the ground excitedly and waved vigorously.
Terrorists didn't have this big killer weapon before, otherwise they would have been reduced to pieces.
Mortars must be reinforcements now. With such heavy firepower, the terrorists will definitely be doomed!
They are saved!
I peeked my head out to take a look and saw the rectangular iron box parked there.
It was angular and had wheels. For a moment, I really didn’t recognize what it was.
It wasn't until Wang Zhen and the shrapnel on the roof of the car eliminated the nearby terrorists, the shovel stepped on the accelerator again, and the iron box started to move, that a few people figured out, is this an armored vehicle?
Good guy, a real armored vehicle!
Just put an armored shell on a car.
But don’t tell me, this thing is really easy to use!
The terrorists attacked them however they wanted. Wang Zhen and the two men lay on top and fired one shot at a time. In just three minutes, maybe four minutes, the terrorists left seventeen or eighty corpses behind and completely collapsed and scattered.
Escaped.
After finishing the second shot and killing the two slow runners, Wang Zhen gave the order to give up, and the forklift turned around and drove directly towards the target.
"Donkey, donkey, go pick up the loot. I'm telling you, you can't miss a single bullet!" Wang Zhen ordered loudly on the channel, "Blind man, go help me and give you an idea to get rid of your crime and make meritorious service."
"Wang, you said you wouldn't retaliate against me, and I found out that the jobs that fell to me recently were either driving or doing scrap work." Donkey complained in the channel.
It's just that this voice feels aggrieved no matter how I listen to it.
Otherwise, Wang Zhen is the boss, and there is no room for bargaining on the tasks assigned on the battlefield.
"It's okay. From today on, this kind of work will only be done by the blind, so you have to be so accurate!" Wang Zhen said with a sinister smile.
When the car stopped, Wang Zhen jumped off the roof of the car and strode over, "I am the Wild Boar of Glory Defense, who is Walter Nobbs."
"Wild boar, hello, it's me!" Walter Nobbs ran over immediately, "Quick, there are three wounded here, we must treat them as soon as possible."
"Shrapnel, stretcher!" Wang Zhen greeted, and immediately walked over with Walter Nobbs, taking a look at the target person.
He looks to be in his 20s and young, with expressions on his face ranging from panic, fear, eagerness, and relaxation. However, he is able to call out to treat the wounded as soon as they meet, which shows that his judgment is not affected by his emotions.
His face was a little dirty, his clothes and pants were covered with dirt, and he looked very embarrassed, but he didn't dust himself off immediately, which shows that he didn't pay much attention to appearance.
The first impression is very good, it is not just gold-plated waste, it has trading value!
Shrapnel opened the back door and caught up with two stretchers. Three people ran out from there, took the simple stretcher, pulled it, and ran away.
Wang Zhen also ran up and found out that the conditions of the three of them were not very good.
A guy wearing a bullet-proof combat uniform had his arm broken in half, and his thigh had a big gash from shrapnel.
A man wearing normal clothes was shot in the abdomen and his face turned pale.
One of them looked like he was dead, injured and bombed. I don’t know where the worst part was. His whole body looked like a bloody gourd.
"It's just you, right?" Wang Zhen asked.
"There are three more people in that car," Walter Nobbs said with a sigh.
Wang Zhen looked up and saw that the car had been hit by an RPG. It was still smoking and the people were burnt.
He shook his head and sighed, "Do you need me to take their bodies back?"
"If you can, that would be the best."
"No problem, my car is big and can hold a lot of people," Wang Zhen said.
"It's indeed... big!" Walter Nobbs glanced sideways, then looked at Wang Zhen, and nodded in agreement.
Five minutes later, the group set off, leaving the donkey alone to search for the scattered AKs bit by bit, cursing while searching.
Damn it, it’s different when you’re the boss, you’re so stingy!
What did Wang Zhen say before?
Yes, you have to take a sip even when you poop in your asshole.
…
The shovel drove, with Walter Nobbs and four other people sitting in the car. Three seriously injured people were lying on stretchers, and there were three charred corpses packed inside that exuded a charred smell.
Who the hell said you would smell the aroma of barbecue when someone is on fire? That’s nonsense!
The smell inside the carriage was very unpleasant. Wang Zhen asked helplessly in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Walter Nobbs' eyes were slightly confused, and after recalling for a moment, he replied: "Let me introduce, these two are my bodyguards, Tomato, Watch, and him, Ralph Stanley."
Ralph Stanley, the one who had most of his forearm broken off and his thigh injured.
After nodding and saying hello, the two of them stopped talking and looked at their colleagues with worried faces.
"His name is Sol Keim, he is from the American Cancer Society, and the other one is his bodyguard." Walter Nobbs pointed to the other two wounded people and said.
"One of the three people who died was Saul's colleague, and the other two were his bodyguards."