Open your mouth to speak, take a deep breath, feel tightness in your chest, and couldn't help but cough a few times.
After taking a few breaths slowly, Wang Zhen sat up and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
Mentioning this, Bayonet's face suddenly became ugly, and he said with fear: "The terrorist just placed explosives in the room. As soon as I entered, he immediately detonated it."
Having said this, Wang Zhen immediately recalled the scene he saw before he lost his will. The bayonet jumped out backwards and fell together with the golden retriever, holding his head.
"Fortunately, the terrorists did not prepare many explosives this time, otherwise we would be doomed." Jin Mao also said with lingering fear: "Wang, when encountering this situation, there is no time to issue a warning. Once you see someone lying down, follow suit immediately.
, rather misjudge, don’t hesitate.”
"I, I know." Wang Zhen lowered his head and looked at his chest. The robe on his chest was in tatters. It was hit by the masonry from the explosion. No wonder he felt so tight in his chest. If he didn't have a body armor, I'm afraid it wouldn't be his ribs.
Several of them will be broken.
Jin Mao pulled Wang Zhen up. As soon as he stood up, he felt a sting in his thigh. He lifted up his robe and saw that his pants were torn and there was blood seeping out. It must have been caused by gravel.
I felt it, not just this one, but several other places were hurting, but there was no bleeding. I guess it was definitely purple. Fortunately, it was just a bruise and it didn't have much impact.
What Wang Zhen didn't see was that the hood on the outside of the helmet was also broken. If it hadn't been for the helmet, he would have been shot and suffered a severe concussion.
On the other hand, although the two Golden Retrievers were closer to the center of the explosion than Wang Zhen, they fell to the ground and suffered no injuries other than their chests churning from the shock wave.
It can't be said that, a lot of the falling bricks hit the two of them, but compared to being killed by the explosion, it was nothing.
"Get out, get out." Golden Retriever greeted, and the three of them ran quickly against the wall. Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and followed.
While running, I was scared at the same time. I had heard them say how difficult it was to deal with terrorists and how terrifying suicide bombers were. Wang Zhen had never experienced it, and his understanding was still too superficial.
After experiencing it personally, your feeling will be different immediately!
Damn it, if it was me who just rushed in instead of a bayonet, I would be dead.
Even if he were standing in the position of a golden retriever, he would still be dead if he was hit by a bayonet that suddenly turned around and ran away.
He also deeply understood why the well-equipped U.S. soldiers, combined with air and land cooperation, completely overwhelmed the advantages, and still could not defeat the terrorists!
So why do mercenaries with rich combat experience suffer heavy losses in exchanges with terrorists?
Damn, they are all fucking lunatics!
When encountering a lunatic, equipment can only have a limited effect.
Wang Zhen cursed in his heart, let alone the Americans, this was his first experience and he was psychologically affected.
Running back to the position, Wang Zhen found a place to sit down and began to bandage his thigh. Jin Mao gathered a few people and said: "The pressure is almost enough. I will let the group of Iraqis bring the RPG and fight for a while. The terrorists now have the remaining manpower."
There should not be many left, even if they have absorbed a group of people in the past few days, there should not be more than 6-70 people, and they can try to rescue the hostages."
"King, don't wear your Arab robe. There is only one chance to rescue the hostages. Once discovered, they will understand our purpose immediately. There is no need to pretend. Iraqis will not care about the hostages."
Wang Zhen's movements froze, he casually pulled off his robe, opened the medical kit, and sprayed a spray on some bruises on his legs. It was cool and made him feel much better.
I don’t know if there is any white medicine spray that is easy to use, Wang Zhen muttered in his heart.
Changing equipment and ammunition takes a long time.
Bayonet put down the Benelli M4 and picked it up and replaced it with MP5. In terms of ammunition, Wang Zhen, Jin Mao, and Bayonet all needed to replace it with subsonic bullets, and the firearms also needed to be equipped with silencers.
This time it was a sneak attack, trying not to make any noise, so the bullets had to be replaced.
In terms of grenades, only two shock grenades were left on the three of them to deal with possible problems during evacuation. Each person carried two defensive grenades, and the rest were replaced with smoke grenades and tear gas grenades.
After finishing everything and smearing oil paint on his face, Wang Zhen couldn't help but asked: "Just paint it black."
"In this low-light environment, pure black is more conspicuous." The golden retriever said seriously.
"You really don't understand what humor is!" Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.
Let's make some jokes to lighten the mood. The suicide bomb just now was so scary.
After changing their clothes, the five people said hello to the donkey and left with three Iraqis who knew English. Wang Zhen didn't understand why Jin Mao took the three people with him, but he didn't ask.
The five people took a detour and the fight immediately became lively under the command of Donkey.
In the alley, on the rooftops, this group of Iraqis started shooting at each other.
The terrorists were not stupid either. When they saw someone approaching the house, they immediately knew that the other party would not use mortars anymore, so they also climbed up to the roof and started firing from both sides.
On the other side, the five golden retrievers were also ready. This time, the poet and the shovel did not go up to the room to find a commanding point, but followed the three of them to supplement their firepower.
They won't shoot until the three people in front are completely exposed, and will only follow silently.
This time it was the golden retriever who was leading the way. Wang Zhen saw the golden retriever hunched over and quickly ran over to a shadowed location, then lay on the ground and crawled to the wall of a house.
After the golden retriever signaled that it was safe, the two climbed over in the same way.
The golden retriever made a gesture, then quietly stood up against the wall, turned to the other side of the door, and carefully opened the door with his bayonet. The golden retriever suddenly jumped in, followed closely by the bayonet, and gunshots sounded like "puff" and "puff".
Wang Zhen was the last one to rush in, with HK416 behind him and a Glock 17 in his hand. After rushing in, he aimed a shot at the head of the person on the ground.
To replenish the shot, whether the person is dead or is twitching and will not die for a while, all must be shot in the head.
The subsonic bullets combined with the silencer made really little noise, especially when the fighting on the other side was busy, and no one noticed their actions to clear the house.
When the two golden retrievers came out after completing the search, Wang Zhen pointed to a small package placed near the door and whispered: "Bomb."
In the dark, it was difficult to see the expressions on the faces of the two men who were wearing camouflage, but Wang Zhen estimated that their expressions were not much better.
Jin Mao shook his head and whispered in the channel: "Shovel, please take care of it and set up a trap for use when retreating."
"Can a shovel also defuse bombs?" Wang Zhen looked surprised.
"What kind of bomb disposal is this? It's the simplest IED, and you can know it after looking at it twice." Bayonet said in a low voice.
The three of them turned out of the room and continued to move towards another house.