A red sun rose from the east, and a small whirlwind swept over the dry ground, blowing up large amounts of smoke and dust. Liu Ziguang used the terrain as cover and quickly approached the small village, like an agile cheetah...
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"Damn, the tactical movements can keep up with our instructors." Guanye muttered and continued to observe the enemy's situation. Suddenly, a Toyota pickup truck drove out of the village, with a Soviet-style large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun mounted on the carriage, and a yellow bullet chain hung underneath.
It scared him to death.
This is a long-range suppression weapon. If faced with only militants armed with AKs, Guanye is confident to use the SVD in his hand to create a one-sided massacre, but the opponent's large-caliber machine gun can completely reverse the disadvantage and use powerful firepower to
Break yourself into pieces.
He couldn't help but feel faintly worried.
Liu Ziguang took advantage of the dazzling sunlight and approached the village from the east. He leaned behind a low wall, put the light machine gun behind his back, pulled out a military dagger and walked out from behind the low wall, quietly approaching an armed man who was leaning in the corner and smoking.
The suspect walked up behind him and suddenly strangled his neck and stabbed the knife into the side of his neck. His throat was immediately cut, and the man lay down limply, and the AK47 fell to the ground.
Dragging the person behind the wall, he pulled out the Stechkin automatic pistol. This gun was produced in the late 1970s. The barrel was slightly extended and there were threads at the muzzle that could be connected to a quick-release silencer. He
He calmly screwed on the muffler and made a gesture towards Sekino in the distance.
Guanye saw Liu Ziguang's gesture through the scope and immediately fired. The first shot hit the opponent's sniper in the head, killing him on the spot, and then killed several militants in Liu Ziguang's path.
The sound of gunfire sounded, and the militants suddenly became alert. The two machine gunners dropped their cigarette butts and just jumped on the pickup truck. Before they could turn the machine gun, they were accurately fired by Guanye and hit the machine gunner's head with a millimeter steel core bullet.
Then it crawled out from the back of his head, and the earth wall was covered with blood and brain matter.
Liu Ziguang quickly approached the house where the hostages were held. It was a closed Afghan-style building. Without even thinking about it, he knew that there must be several muzzles waiting for him inside. He put his pistol back into the holster and quietly followed the earth wall.
He climbed up to the roof silently and looked through the skylight. Several guys in robes were nervously aiming at the door, and two hostages were squatting in the corner.
Without any hesitation, he fired directly with Stechkin. The pistol was much more convenient than the light machine gun in such a narrow environment. In less than two seconds, the militants in the room didn't even have time to look up.
They were all beaten to death, each of them killed by two bullets in the head.
The female hostage in the corner screamed in fright, but another man dressed as a contractor just raised his blood-covered face and glanced at it. Liu Ziguang's face was covered with an Arab scarf and he was wearing a dirty military jacket. It was impossible to tell.
Come on.
Liu Ziguang patted the female hostage's face and said in English: "Shut up!" When he saw the female hostage's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment. This was not the Chinese Olympic woman he had seen in the Strait of Malacca and on the Singapore Airlines flight.
Livi, why did you suddenly become a British volunteer doctor again?
Before he could ask further questions, he pulled out his dagger, cut the rope, and untied the contractor. The unfortunate white man was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his eyes were covered with blood. An alloy prosthetic leg was exposed from his left trouser leg. Liu Ziguang
I was stunned again. Isn't this guy a mercenary I had seen in Burma? At that time, his calf was blown off and he was already dying. Unexpectedly, he came back to life and went to Afghanistan to use his remaining energy.
The contractor was seriously injured and could no longer walk. He looked at Liu Ziguang in confusion and said in a weak voice: "Give me a gun."
Liu Ziguang picked up an AK47 and threw it to him, asking: "Are you okay?"
"You go, I'll cover you," the contractor said.
Suddenly, a question in Pashto came from outside. Liu Ziguang didn't answer at all. He directly pulled the powerful machine gun on his back and fired a long burst at the door. There were wailings outside the door, but a grenade was also thrown in. The dark
Rolling in the Su style, Liu Ziguang's pupils narrowed rapidly.
If there is an explosion in such a narrow space, no one can escape. The opponent is an experienced soldier and will certainly not leave time for the enemy to pick up the grenade and throw it back.
Damn, you were careless, Liu Ziguang cursed in his heart, but just before the explosion, the contractor with a broken leg rushed forward and pressed the grenade with his body. There was a bang, and the wall was covered with blood and flesh, and Liu Ziguang's face and body were covered with blood.
Also covered in minced meat.
Olivia was about to scream when Liu Ziguang covered her mouth. He pointed to the door. Olivia's eyes moved and she blinked in horror to show her understanding.
Several armed men approached the door of the house. Someone opened the door gently, and a face quickly appeared. Seeing the mess in the room, he thought they were all killed by the bomb, so he walked in with confidence, but he was hit by a knife.
The stabbing came, the blade pierced between the eyebrows, the first person fell on his back, and the people behind him were mowed down by a storm of bullets before they could move. The militants retreated one after another, and were hit by Kanno sniper rifles, causing casualties and injuries.
heavy.
As Liu Ziguang said, the two of them were more than enough to deal with twenty militants. Fifteen minutes later, all the enemies were eliminated. Guanye ran over with guns on his back. The two searched the entire village, but were disappointed to find that the drone
Not here.
"They are not ordinary tribal warlords, but the Taliban." Sekino concluded after examining the corpse.
"Ordinary warlords mainly seek wealth and will not kidnap foreigners easily. Even if they kidnap, they are mainly for extortion." Guanye pointed at Olivia, who was huddled in the corner.
"It's unintentional. Let's send her back first. After all, she is alive." Liu Ziguang said. He found some tobacco leaves from the dead body, tore up an old newspaper, rolled it up and started smoking.
"Someone will save her." Zhao Hui pointed to a pile of weapons thrown in the corner. It was the contractor's SR47 automatic rifle. It was an American stoner rifle that used an AK47 magazine and was suitable for penetrating into the enemy.
There are also some things like satellite phones and high-frequency radios used by the special forces occupying the area, but they have all been smashed. The Taliban have long been frightened by the precision strikes of the Americans, and they hate this kind of thing that will reveal their targets.
high-tech gadgets.
There was also roasted lamb and naan leftover by the Taliban in the room. The two of them ate it hungrily. Liu Ziguang tore half a piece of naan and handed it to Olivia, but she just shook her head.
"If you don't eat, you won't have the energy to escape." Liu Ziguang put the naan into Olivia's hand, turned to Guanye and asked, "Are you ready?"
Guanye filled two bottles of goat's milk and carried it on his back, patted the full ammunition bag on his body and said: "ok"
But Liu Ziguang's face became strange. He made a strange move, lying on the ground and listening with his ears. After listening for a while, he straightened up and said, "There are five cars coming from the northeast."
"Could it be NATO troops or Afghan police?" Guanye's expression also became serious.
"I don't know. You take her away first, and I'll cover you." Liu Ziguang said, holding up a captured PK general-purpose machine gun. This is a Soviet-style suppression weapon. It uses a 7.62x bullet box. Its power and firepower are far more sustainable.
AK47 and RPD light machine guns.
"Let's go together!" Guanye shouted involuntarily.
"Don't talk nonsense. No one can escape if we go together. I'll stop them for a while. You'll be safe once you enter the mountain. I'll be there soon." Liu Ziguang said and picked up some miscellaneous weapons from the corner.
Guanye gritted his teeth and stopped insisting. He took Olivia and left. Liu Ziguang calmly set up at the entrance of the village.
Five rugged Soviet-made military trucks drove in from afar. Smoke and dust could be seen from a long distance away. Perhaps due to the sensitivity of professional soldiers, the convoy stopped some distance away from the village chief. The militants
They got out of the car noisily and formed a skirmish formation to surround them.
Liu Ziguang, who was lying on the commanding heights, immediately opened fire with a large-caliber Deshka machine gun. The first truck was torn apart. The soldiers who had not had time to get out of the truck were beaten to a bloody pulp. Their limbs and internal organs were flying everywhere in the carriage. The scene was extremely horrific.
The militants immediately launched a counterattack, and two RPG7 rockets roared in. Liu Ziguang rolled off the roof of the earthen house. The house was turned into a pile of ruins in the explosion, and the heavy machine gun was turned into scrap metal.
The gunshots of AK rang out intensively, and the militants came from three sides. One of them had just reached the entrance of the village. When the leader saw the directional bomb placed in the middle of the road, he yelled and fell down, but it was too late. Countless steel balls hit the target
They beat it full of holes.
Liu Ziguang took out a few smoke bombs, pulled the safety pin, and dropped one after walking a few steps. The village was suddenly filled with smoke of various colors, and the visibility became extremely low. The numerical advantage of the militants was offset, and they could only
Relying on loud shouting to communicate with each other provided Liu Ziguang with convenience. He would shoot wherever there were footsteps and shouts. The rhythmic gunshots of PK machine guns sounded from time to time in the smoke, and with every sound, a militant wailed.
Falling down.
At this time, Sekino had just led Olivia to the foot of the mountain. He looked back at the village filled with smoke, took out a pistol and smoke cartridges from his waist and handed them to Olivia and said: "Take it!"
A gust of wind changed the situation, the smoke was swept away, and the militants' sight became clear. They gradually locked the opponent's position and blocked all Liu Ziguang's paths with crazy strafing. Then a guy appeared carrying an RPG7.
, and pulled the trigger towards the house where Liu Ziguang was hiding.
Liu Ziguang jumped out a second before the house was hit, and at the same time used his machine gun to swipe at the enemies in front of him. The air waves from the explosion of rockets stirred up countless rubbles and dust. His vision gradually became blurred, and the movements of the enemies in front of him seemed to slow down.
Bullet shells jumped out of the ejection port one by one, falling to the ground with hot white smoke. The armed men in turbans shouted something, but they could only see their mouths opening and closing, but no sound could be heard at all.
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His eardrums were temporarily deafened by the air wave. Liu Ziguang rolled over and knelt on the ground and continued to fire. However, the magazine of the PK machine gun was unfortunately exhausted. It was too late to throw away the machine gun and get the pistol again.
I could see the enemy's ferocious face and the black muzzle of the gun. The familiar SVD gunfire finally sounded, and all the guys in front of me were shot to death with one shot in the head.
Liu Ziguang took the opportunity to pick up an RPK74. After checking the ammunition, he stood back-to-back with Guanye and asked, "Why are you back?"
"You owe me a favor and I can't let you die like this." Guanye said, raising his gun and killing a guy who appeared fifty meters away.
"Why didn't I remember that I owed you a favor?" Liu Ziguang also picked up his gun and fired fiercely, suppressing several armed men behind the earthen wall.
"Let's talk after we get back, let's go!" Guanye shouted, threw two grenades one after another, and rushed toward the southwest. Liu Ziguang followed closely behind. The two covered each other, killing each other with precise and fierce firepower, watching.
When they rushed to the entrance of the village, two pickup trucks suddenly rushed in front of them. Two large-caliber machine guns sprayed flames and fired at them. The two of them jumped back in unison, and a row of dust and smoke rose from the ground.
The militants surrounded them again with the support of heavy machine guns. Dozens of AK47s opened fire at the same time. The intensive gunfire was like a storm. The earthen walls where they were hiding were beaten into clouds of dust and smoke. It was impossible to show their heads and fight back.
"They're coming for reinforcements again. It's over now." Guanye dropped the empty SVD, pulled out the pistol, pulled the slide, and a bullet jumped out. He reached out to grab it and stuffed it into his pocket and said, "Leave it here."
For myself."
"Not until then." Liu Ziguang said coldly.
A Mi-24 Hind armed helicopter appeared ghostly behind the militants. The evil head shape and the rocket nest under the short wings looked murderous.