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Chapter 1029 Junk Commander

After a moment of silence, a response finally came from the communication channel.

"Major Gerald, this is Mountie Corporal Benitez. What are your instructions?"

The sound from the radio resounded throughout the carriage.

Everyone's hair suddenly stood up.

The so-called Mounted Police Corporal Benitez does not exist at all. It was just a nonsense that Gerrard made casually, and the Mounted Policeman in front actually answered!

Damn it!

Qin Fei immediately shouted: "Stop! Stop! Pull over and take cover!"

Although I don't know what will happen next, it is definitely not good. Now the mounted policeman responsible for clearing the road has been replaced, so who will replace him?

In fact, you can think of this answer with just your toes. Since the action team came to Cali this time to target the FARC anti-government guerrillas and the Garcia drug lord group, then whoever wants to attack people like us is obviously better than the bald man.

Flies are even more obvious.

The driver slammed on the brakes, and the wheels made a rustling sound on the road.

Because the previous speed was too fast, the car did not immediately stabilize and began to slide on the road.

At this time, Gerald no longer cared about his face and shouted into the microphone of the car radio: "Attention, front and rear! The mounted police are fake! We are in danger!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Fei saw a figure shaking on the rooftop in the distance, and then, a ball of fire illuminated the rooftop in the distance.

A thing with a tail of fire rushed towards this side.

"RPG!"

While yelling, he reached out and grabbed the driver's steering wheel and led the car towards the roadside.

There are some private houses on the roadside, most of them have red tile roofs and are not very high, only three or two stories.

The car ran off the road and hit a big tree on the side of the road.

The RPG rocket almost missed the corner of the Land Rover and hit a big tree on the roadside behind it.

boom--

With the violent explosion, a large hole was suddenly blown out of the tree as big as a washbasin, shrapnel flew everywhere, and the surrounding cars made a crackling sound as if they were hit by small hailstones in the rain.

"Get off! Get off! Take cover!"

It was obviously unsafe to stay in the car. Qin Fei pushed the door open, and almost at the same time, all the doors of the two Land Rovers were pushed open.

At this moment, the mobile patrol policemen on the Mitsubishi police cars behind and in front exchanged fire with the enemy.

The bullets pierced the tranquility of the neighborhood like raindrops. The windows of the surrounding houses were closed one after another. The pedestrians who could be seen in the distance screamed and disappeared from the buildings and never dared to come out again.

This place has instantly turned into a no man's land and an absolute battlefield.

Before Qin Feiren got out of the car, bullets like raindrops hit the car door and windows.

Broken marks like ice flowers appeared on the glass.

These two Land Rovers are used by the embassy. In a country like Colombia where the security is not stable, as embassy staff, of course, most of the vehicles used will have bulletproof functions.

Although bullets cannot penetrate the car window at once, all bulletproof glass can withstand intensity. Once the number of times it is shot increases, it will also be penetrated. Moreover, the enemies around now are obviously using automatic weapons.

The power is definitely not as simple as civilian use.

What's even worse is the RPG. No one knows when the next one will be fired. No matter what bulletproof vehicle you have, one RPG rocket is enough to send everyone in the vehicle to the sky.

"They've blocked us!" Young Hero Gerald drew his pistol and fired back, while shouting to everyone in the car with a blue face: "They've blocked us, we're finished!"

If he hadn't been too late to deal with this idiot at the critical moment, Qin Fei would have slapped him hard.

As a commander, Gerald was so panicked. It is no wonder that their police and army have been working with the FARC anti-government guerrillas for so many years and still cannot destroy each other.

The most terrible thing now is that Qin Fei and others only have pistols in their hands, which can only be released through special diplomatic channels, and heavy equipment such as automatic weapons are still in the training base of the Anti-Terrorism Special Personnel Group and have not been obtained.

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"Do you have weapons in your car!?" Michelle asked Bell loudly.

Bell was holding his head at this time, hunched over and lying between the front and rear seats like a shrimp.

He is not a soldier, but a civilian staff member of the embassy, ​​responsible for communication and liaison work, and has not received professional training.

After Michelle reminded him, he suddenly woke up as if from a dream.

"Yes! There are two MP5 submachine guns behind the car!"

Without saying anything, Qin Fei quickly turned around and saw a large green plastic box in the trunk. This kind of thing could be easily identified as an equipment box.

I stretched out my hand to open the big box, and there were really two MP5s inside. Judging from the model, they should be MP5A5 models, with telescopic butts. There were eight magazines, a few grenades, and two pistols on the black sea buffer layer next to them.

This is a typical quick-release equipment box, which is very suitable for placing in places where weapons continue to be used to enhance firepower. It is most suitable to be placed in the trunk of a Land Rover SUV, so that it can provide necessary firepower support to the passengers at any time.

Qin Fei is not interested in pistols, and now only submachine guns can save him.

He quickly picked up the MP5A5 submachine gun and threw another to Michelle. He grabbed the magazine and stuffed it into the receiver. He opened the safety and loaded the bullet. In order to save ammunition, he could only push the safety to the middle and fire three rounds.

on the position.

A submachine gun like the MP5A4 with a rate of fire of up to 800 rounds per minute does not have enough firepower when firing a single round. If it is not easy to fire a burst, it will run out of bullets in a few seconds. Only three bursts are most suitable.

Then he opened the retractable butt of the gun - he had to do this, because when the enemy used an assault rifle, the MP5A5, a progressive weapon that uses 9MM bullets, was already at a natural disadvantage in terms of firepower. If the butt of the gun was not opened,

If you shoot over the shoulder, your accuracy at long distances will suffer.

boom--

Just as Qin Fei and Michelle were randomly stuffing bullets into themselves and grabbing guns, a police pickup truck in front was hit by a rocket. The car turned over and fell like a bastard on all fours.

In the middle of the road.

Several policemen from the mobile patrol team who were using pickup trucks as cover were immediately blown away and howled like ghosts, and immediately lost their ability to fight.

Qin Fei was sweating profusely. He bent over and lowered his posture as much as possible. He hid under the cover of the car door, stretched out his head and shouted to the back: "Old Mi, take cover! Go into the house and kill them. There is an MP5 in the trunk!"

He had tried to use the loudest voice to convey the most information in the shortest sentences to Michette, Connor and others in the SUV behind him.

"Take good care of yourself!"

After saying that, he turned around and saw several people surrounding the rocket launcher on the roof about fifty meters away. This guy had obviously just killed the police car, and his accomplices were reloading the gun for him.

"Kill that bazooka guy!"

He shouted something at Major Gerald, and then he realized that he had done something very stupid. He didn't understand Spanish, and Gerald couldn't understand his English.

Moreover, no communication platform has been established between all team members in the front and rear vehicles, and no agent headsets have been put on.

Oh shit!

Qin Fei began to curse his mother again in his heart.

Only now did he realize how useful modern communication tools were in improving combat effectiveness.

Without the support of these devices, people are like deaf and blind people, returning to the era when communication basically relied on shouting.

He seemed to have returned to the scene of the confrontation between Zhu Ri and the Red and Blue Army. The Blue Army implemented a crushing electronic interference against the Red Army. The Red Army had lost all communication channels and means.

interesting!

Qin Fei suddenly felt that his training in the past was very useful at this moment.

Training for battle is this idea.

Fortunately, Michelle helped Qin Fei make up for this helplessness. She also knew that the biggest threat to the convoy was not the assault rifle in the enemy's hands, but those damn RPG rocket launchers.

"Major, you must order your men to kill those bazooka shooters immediately!"

Gerrard was a little overwhelmed and couldn't speak for several seconds while holding the microphone.

At this time, the car was still shrouded in the rain of bullets. Qin Fei saw dust splashing on the road under the car, and saw craters appearing on the hard road.

Without smoke bombs, Qin Fei had no cover to provide cover and rushed out.

Now, he was so anxious that he wanted to fight for his life. Being pinned down in the car was simply aggrieved.

Even though his tactical literacy is higher than those of his enemies who may be drug dealers or guerrillas, his convoy was indeed ambushed, and the initiative is currently completely in the hands of the enemy.

boom--

Another police car blocking the SUV was disabled.

The explosion caused the police hiding around the police car to immediately turn into gourds. The blood splashed all over the road. The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood was everywhere, and there were also the screams of the police. The scene was like hell.

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"Fake!"

Michelle looked at Major Gerald, who was already a little panicked. He was so anxious that he started to curse. She was just as anxious as Qin Fei. If the people in the car could be allowed to get out of the car and find cover, they could definitely enter from the building.

Then find the enemies on the roof and clear them out, instead of being pinned down in the car like now and unable to move.

Another reason is that Gerald is simply a rubbish commander. Although more than 20 police officers from the mobile patrol force and Qing Yishui's automatic weapons were attacked, their command was not in such a bad state - those

Gerald's men all crowded around the car and relied on the police to fight back. This caused them to be sealed around the car. Once the RPG hit a car, several policemen were often killed at the same time.

This is the difference in tactical literacy. Veterans who are smart and smart will never crowd into a crater, because not only are they easy to be attacked by others, but they also cannot form cross fire to support each other. The opponent only needs to aim at a point and shoot.

Suppress everyone. If the distance is large enough, the opponent will not be able to shoot two points that are very far apart at the same time.

This is the most basic tactical foundation that special forces soldiers must master in training, and it is also a taboo on the battlefield that every veteran knows.

But Gerald was dumbfounded, wasting twenty of his subordinates, and commanding an otherwise okay detachment into a mess.

"Get out of here! You damn loser!"

Michelle had already ignored Gerald’s face, and now her life was at stake!

She grabbed the microphone from Gerald's hand and began to command everyone on the channel in Spanish.

"I am Major Michel. I am in command now. All personnel obey my orders!" (To be continued)


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