If you build a building in a war-torn area in the future, you must dig a cellar to serve as a bomb shelter!
The first thing that came to Wang Zhen's mind was this, what is it called?
This is battlefield experience!
Wang Zhen was about to reply to Walter when he suddenly noticed a vehicle rushing towards him in the distance.
A lone car rushed out and immediately attracted the attention of Wang Zhen and the poet.
The distance was 500 meters away, beyond the precise range of the two men.
More than 300 meters away, the vehicle suddenly slowed down and braked, and a man jumped out. The moment he landed, the rocket launcher was on his shoulders.
Wang Zhen's pupils shrank, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly, and he quickly pulled the trigger, "Bang"
The gunshot rang out, but the bullet hit the wheel hub on the opponent's side, causing a splash of sparks.
"Whoosh", the RPG was launched in a stream of smoke.
Wang Zhen resisted the urge to hold his head with both hands. The RPG really hit the car body, so any reaction would be in vain.
The RPG flew about 3 meters away from the side of the armored vehicle, and exploded into dust with a "boom".
I don’t know whether it was because I didn’t aim 300 meters away, or because Wang Zhen’s shot scared the opponent. Anyway, this shot missed.
Controlling the fear in his heart, Wang Zhen couldn't see where the bullet hit just now in the scope. At this moment, he could only adjust it by himself, and "bang" was another shot.
The 7.62 bullet hit the target and splashed a trail of dust not far from the target's feet. The frightened man immediately took a step back.
Wang Zhen's expression perked up. He was not afraid of hitting the ball crookedly, but he was afraid that he could not see the impact point of the bullet. As long as he found the impact point, he could effectively adjust the trajectory.
The man raised his head and glanced in the direction of the armored vehicle, put down the RPG launcher on his shoulder, and lowered his head to get into the vehicle.
At the same time, Wang Zhen pulled the trigger again, "Bang"
When the gun rang out, the man's body shook as he looked through the scope, and the RPG launcher in his hand fell to the ground. It was obvious that the bullet just hit the RPG.
If that person hadn't hid, he would have been dead or disabled this time!
"Bang!" The poet on the roof of the hospital fired almost simultaneously, and one bullet hit the front of the opponent's car.
The wheels of the "Zi" pickup truck rubbed against the loess and sped out.
"Fuck!" Wang Zhen punched the roof of the car. Damn it, if there was a professional sniper, these guys wouldn't be able to escape!
"Be careful, there's something wrong with these guys!" Wang Zhen quickly warned in the channel.
On the battlefield, whether it is a cat or a tiger, it is impossible to hide.
The terrorists drove the pickup truck in a straight line, accelerating very hard but easily predicting it. The pickup truck was not that fast, but it drew an arc on the ground. The wheels rolled up the loess in the sky, and it rushed towards this direction.
Came over.
Wang Zhen, the poet aimed at it at the same time, and fired several shots with "bang", "bang" and "bang", but did not touch the side of the pickup truck at all.
No one was operating the machine gun on the pickup truck, and it seemed that the other party had no intention of using the machine gun to fight back!
This pickup truck attracted the attention of Wang Zhen and the poet, and another pickup truck rushed out from the other two directions.
"Poet, at 6 o'clock, the blind man is ready, the shovel reports the target." Wang Zhen fired another shot with a "bang" and hurriedly ordered.
Guo Jingyun's face was extremely solemn. The opponent's car was very fast and his movements were erratic. If he wanted to hit the opponent with a mortar, even if he calculated the shot, it would be almost impossible. The mortar shells would fly in the air for too long!
He can only rely on tomatoes and watches to force the opponent's car to stop, and then he can attack at a targeted location!
The first pickup truck swerved around and finally came within 200 meters. Wang Zhen randomly chose a possible direction and fired again, "Bang!"
However, the pickup truck did not dodge again as he expected, but suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.
Wang Zhen didn't even care about his annoyance at this moment. He focused his attention on the pickup truck and set the lead. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the pickup truck suddenly braked suddenly.
Slightly adjust the muzzle of the gun forward, and the "bang" is a shot.
Whether it hit the target or not, Wang Zhen couldn't tell at all. The wind brought by the vehicle rolled the loess forward and swallowed the vehicle directly.
Obviously, these are definitely not ordinary terrorists, but experienced elites who have been fighting in this environment all year round.
Nothing could be seen clearly in the scope. Wang Zhen turned the muzzle of the gun to look at the 3 o'clock direction and shouted, "Shovel, here I am."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shooting coordinates of the shovel were announced.
Guo Jingyun, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly located the position in his mind, adjusted the barrel of the gun with his left hand, grabbed a shell with his right hand and put it in.
In the sky full of loess, a man held a rocket launcher on his shoulder, adjusted the angle, and aimed towards the armored vehicle.
"Kick" and "swoosh" mortar shells soared into the sky.
"Whoosh" an RPG shot out of the loess.
The rocket hit the armored vehicle first, making a "bang" sound, and the warhead got stuck in the bulletproof grille.
"Boom!" In the explosion, dust rose up all over the sky, and the mortar shell landed less than half a meter in front of the pickup truck. The shock wave made the pickup truck jump up to half a meter high, and the hood was completely lifted.
, shrapnel and shock waves blew up the engine.
The guy who had just fired an RPG shot didn't even have time to lie down to dodge. He only felt a coldness on his face and didn't know anything else.
The exploded hood and car body fragments were sprayed out in a fan shape, and one fragment just cut into his face, and half of his head was cut open directly.
…
The door on one side of the car was kicked open, and a guy with a face covered in blood climbed out. He glanced at the body of his companion next to him and grinned. Damn it, those terrorists didn't even tell them that the other party had a fucking mortar attack.
Cannon!
I shook my head that was so dizzy from the bombing, and quickly climbed into the crater created by the shell. The crater was not deep, about half a meter, but not small. The chance of two shells falling into the same crater was very small, so I made a single
The soldier pit is more than enough.
"The opponent has mortars, and they can hit them very accurately!" Lie down and notify your companions in the channel as soon as possible.
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On the other side, Wang Zhen felt the vibration of the armored vehicle, and subconsciously took a look. What he saw was the warhead stuck on the grille, and sweat suddenly fell from his face.
Almost, fortunately, fortunately!
The pickup trucks that rushed up from the other two directions were reminded by their companions, but did not go back.
Their mission is to suppress the enemy and create opportunities for terrorists to attack. Of course, they cannot run around all the time. Once the distance is within a hundred meters, they will easily be targeted.
After rushing all the way to about 150 meters, they agreed and braked on both sides at the same time. A few seconds before braking, several grenades were thrown out.
Amidst the explosions of "boom" and "boom", the dust covered the pickup truck. Wang Zhen and the poet couldn't find the target for a while. At most, they could only shoot at the location of the car.
The shovel here quickly reports the target through the monitoring system, and Guo Jingyun adjusts the angle and prepares for the bombardment.
On the other side, as soon as the pickup truck stopped, the people in the truck jumped out and jumped into the simple man-made pit where the grenade exploded.
Sure enough, as soon as we lay down here, we heard the "swish" sound of mortar shells cutting through the air.
There was a "boom", and the explosion sounded again next to the smoke-filled car body. Before the dust could fall, more yellow sand and dust filled the sky again.
"Bomb" The position of another pickup truck was also hit by mortars.
"Damn it, it's a fucking sharpshooter!" Someone in the group cursed loudly.
The battlefield fell into a brief eerie silence, and Guo Jingyun stopped firing. Not only was he unable to see the target, but more dust was the best cover for the opponent.
The sun was dazzling in the sky, and Wang Zhen and the others could not see the situation in the smoke-filled area for a while. On the contrary, the smoke area looked clearer outside.
"The terrorists are here again!" Shovel quickly said in the channel.
These are obviously mercenaries. The terrorists want to use these mercenaries as arrows to contain or open a defensive gap here, and then let their own people rush forward.
Wang Zhen stood up slightly and looked into the distance. There were a lot of terrorists rushing up this time, but they were scattered all over the place. It was hard to tell how many people there were. Moreover, this time the terrorists were more organized than last time.
A lot.
Running a few steps and lying down, crawling forward for a while, getting up, sprinting a few steps and then lying down again, it is far from elite, but at least it seems like that.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
Several gunshots were fired from the bullets fired by the mercenaries from the smoke area.
"The surveillance camera has been knocked down!" Shovel quickly reported again.
Wang Zhen cursed secretly and said: "Sooner or later."
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"The other party's surveillance has been knocked off. Get your fucking pickup truck up there right now." At this moment, the mercenaries had no time to worry about the terrorists not mentioning that the other party had mortars, and loudly used the walkie-talkie to notify the terrorists.
After receiving the news, eight armed pickup trucks rushed out from a distance.
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"Bang" was another gunshot, and a "ding" came from the steel plate next to him. Wang Zhen shrank his neck, subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun, saw a figure in the gradually dissipating smoke, and quickly pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
The figure rolled on the ground, fell into the individual soldier pit next to it, and fired a shot into the air.
Wang Zhen was not in a hurry. He didn't care about the terrorists at all. He took a deep breath and pointed the muzzle of the gun about half a meter above the individual soldier's pit. He put a little pressure on his index finger and the trigger was in a half-fired state.
"Don't worry about those terrorists, keep an eye on these mercenaries!" Wang Zhen said in a deep voice.
As the smoke fell bit by bit, the poet, watch, and tomato also ignored the terrorists and focused on staring at the three bombed pickup trucks.
The two sides just faced off like this, firing cold shots from time to time.
Time passed minute by minute, only a dozen seconds, the smoke and dust were almost completely blown away, and the few mercenaries became motionless.
The large force of terrorists is attacking, and delaying the attack will be more beneficial to the terrorists, but Wang Zhen remains unmoved.
This time the terrorists seemed to be much more organized. The machine-gun pickup truck rushed up and pushed forward at a high speed with the terrorists' skirmishers. When they reached about 250 meters, the machine gun on the roof began to sound, "chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug."
The hospital began to sweep back and forth.
The bullets hit the sandbags in front of the trenches, making "puff", "puff" and "puff" sounds, but to no avail. The armored vehicles were also hit by the bullets, making "dinging, clanking" noises.