"This is not the way to go!" Mist realized that he would not be able to survive to the He River if this continued. "Damn it! It would be great if there were anti-armor weapons, or you could give me some grenades!"
"Hold him down!" Hu Yong pointed to the car, "His car window!"
His English is not very good, and Hu Yong tries to speak as little as possible. They are both veterans, so they can only rely on their tactical awareness to communicate with each other.
However, his words were immediately understood by Mist and Sith.
What Hu Yong means is that although the windshield has been reduced, at least it is still there. Even if it is bulletproof glass, it will turn white when it is hit, which will frighten the driver and also affect the other party's sight.
None of the four people squatting in the truck were ordinary characters. They were either veteran SEAL sergeants or former Delta members, and two of them were top special forces from Unit 0.
It is not too difficult for them to hit a window that is 50CM long and 0CM wide.
Taking advantage of the temporary ceasefire of the machine gun on the roof of the opponent's car, everyone used their own guns as if they were shooting on a training ground, aiming at the driver's window and shooting.
The bullet still failed to penetrate, but as Hu Yong said, the driver was frightened by the bullet coming towards him.
Especially Hu Yong, who directly replaced his "Negev" light machine gun with a magazine filled with tracer bullets.
The "Negev" light machine gun can not only use 150-round belt magazines, but also bar magazines. If an adapter is installed, it can even directly use M16 magazines.
Carrying tracer bullets was originally used to indicate and calibrate targets at night, but now it is actually very useful in this situation.
The driver of an armored pickup truck saw raindrop-like tracer bullets hitting the glass window less than 40cm away in front of him, and the bullets splashed out and produced countless sparks. Not only did it affect his vision in the night vision device, but it also made him psychologically confused.
I felt weak for a while.
People who have not received special training will be more or less frightened when they see themselves rushing towards them, and they will subconsciously avoid it.
The driver turned his hand as if on conditioned reflex, telling the moving armored pickup truck to tilt its head and hit several bowl-sized trees nearby.
Due to the very hard armor and the amazing horsepower of the Ford pickup truck, it directly broke several trees.
Hu Yong and others' pickup truck got a chance to breathe. The driver Badis stepped on the accelerator and sped up.
"How far are we from the connection point with the Crow Team!?" Mist knew that the armored pickup truck was not so easily destroyed. It just delayed the opponent's speed, and the driver would wait for him to recover later.
Come on, relying on their familiarity with the terrain here, they will still catch up.
"According to the current speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour, it is estimated that there are still five minutes!" Hu Yong glanced at his watch and said loudly to Mist: "Don't worry! Later they will taste what is called despair.
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Mist wiped the sweat from his forehead.
These are truly life-or-death minutes.
Even though everyone here is a special force, in this kind of pursuit game, it doesn't mean that you don't have to die if you are a special force. Bullets don't have long eyes. The armed members of the Zeta Group rely on their numbers. Anyway, the bullets will hit you like water.
No one knows who will be unlucky enough to get shot.
Neither of these pickup trucks are bulletproof and cannot protect against rifle bullets.
However, now he admires the drivers of the two pickup trucks. It is a miracle that they can maintain the speed of more than 60 kilometers in the dark night when they are not familiar with the road conditions and terrain.
Already.
What Mister is most worried about is whether he will panic and take the wrong direction. There is no way to describe this situation now.
Taking advantage of the opportunity before the convoy behind him could catch up, Mist asked on the channel: "Brothers in the car in front, how is Qin's condition? He wasn't electrocuted, was he?"
"It's okay." Xu Wu quickly replied.
"I think I need to arrange a detailed examination after I go back. I heard that excessive electric shock can damage a man's function!" Mist said, "That would be a lifetime of happiness!"
In the leading car in front, Xu Wu rolled his eyes, and Little Pepper suppressed her blush.
"This Mist! Is he really a veteran of Delta Force? He is simply a gangster!"
She couldn't help it anymore. To the soldiers of country Z, Mist was definitely a strange flower. He simply spoke unabashedly.
"I met people from their troops during international special forces exchange activities." Xu Wu said: "For them, combat is the first priority. As for other things, their commanders don't care about it and are much more relaxed than us."
After thinking about it, Lei Ming couldn't help but turned his head and asked the scholar beside him quietly: "Is what that guy said true?"
The scholar held it in for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, Qin Fei just received the electric shock for a while, it's not that serious."
After saying that, he glanced at Little Pepper and couldn't help but laugh again.
Little Pepper kicked the scholar's knee, knocking him upside down.
"Old Yu, I'm the detachment. We're almost at your rendezvous point! Are you ready?" Lei Ming sat in the co-pilot and asked loudly, staring at the GPS in his hand.
"I saw you, I saw your lights! That's right, just keep walking along this road. I saw a car following you, and I will catch up with you soon!"
"The leader of that convoy was an armored vehicle, a modified piece of shit, but we didn't have anti-tank weapons!
"What happened! Why didn't you even bring this equipment when you went on a mission? Are you that poor?"
Lei Ming was choked to death, and said displeasedly: "We came here in an emergency, and the weapons transportation channels were not arranged at all, unlike you who were prepared in advance!"
"Don't worry! When you see the laser indicator light, turn right. We are at the Y-shaped intersection. Let our Crow Team deal with these grandsons!"
"Okay! Leave it to you. Once it's done, follow our convoy immediately!"
"Don't worry! Don't think that you and your men are the capable people. I have all the capable people here!" Old Yu looked back at Eric and others behind him very proudly.
Indeed, there is no mercenary team as weird as this team, with everyone included.
"Eric, crosshair, you two are ready to occupy favorable terrain, one to the left and one to the right. When Qin Fei's car passes by, your eyes will widen. It is said that there is an armored vehicle!"
"It's just an armored vehicle, leave it to us." After Eric finished speaking, he removed the RPG rocket launcher from his back, and then threw the HK416 assault rifle onto his back.
The crosshair was the same as his, and the RPG- was also removed.
The two checked the safety, then rushed out of the hiding spot separately, ran to both sides of the dirt road, and hid behind trees.
The SETA Group's armored pickup truck was just as Mist had expected. It was a piece of cake to install a few trees as big as a bowl. This modified truck could not even be penetrated by bullets. The driver calmed down and restarted.
He put the car in gear and caught up again, and once again stubbornly got behind the two pickup trucks.
For the SETA members, this kind of pursuit was not the first time. They had defeated many raids by the Mexican military and police here before, causing the regular troops to suffer a lot.
Soon, the driver of the armored vehicle had seen the rear of a pickup truck in front of him. The machine gunner standing in the truck compartment pulled the trigger again, and the bullets cut down several small trees on the roadside in front.
Mist was lying behind the car fender, cursing loudly: "Damn it, who's going to kill these damn bastards!"
Lao Yu stood at a hidden spot. This was a small commanding height, four or five meters higher than the dirt road below, and he could see farther.
Two pickup trucks rushed past the dirt road. Lao Yu watched as a string of headlights lit up dozens of meters away. It was Seta's pursuit convoy. The leader was indeed the one modified from a Ford high-horsepower Raptor pickup truck.
Homemade armored vehicle.
"Coming, coming! Eric, crosshair! Give me the aiming point! Kill the first one!" He was a little excited, and the palm of his hand holding the gun began to get wet. (To be continued)