The screen of the military laptop computer was ablaze.
Seeing that his comrades were safe and sound, Qin Fei was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly, slight footsteps came from the corridor outside the cabin.
It was too late to take a closer look at the situation in the Golden Triangle. Without thinking, Qin Fei pulled out the P228 and pulled the trigger out of the hatch.
The bullet hit the edge of the cabin door, causing sparks to fly.
This is not about being able to shoot accurately. When threatened, suppress fire first. This is what any strictly trained special forces soldier will do.
Because Qin Fei knew very well that on this ship, everyone except himself was the enemy.
The other party seemed to understand this very well. He stretched out a pistol from under the door and fired a magazine of bullets directly into the door without showing his head.
Qin Fei quickly hid in the corner on the right side of the door.
After all the bullets in the pistol were fired, Qin Fei put the gun back in his pocket and directly picked up the M4A1.
There is no time to change bullets, so you must seize the time and kill the guy outside the door as quickly as possible.
Aiming the muzzle at the wall of the cabin, Qin Fei started shooting from left to right.
Although the cabin walls of this old-fashioned cargo ship are made of iron sheets, they are quite old, and due to their small tonnage, the sheet metal is just makeshift. They cannot withstand M4A1 fire at close range using 5.56 NATO bullets.
M4A1 has a special feature. Although it has a small caliber, it has excellent penetration thanks to its muzzle velocity of 884 meters/S and the fact that the SEALs use special 5.56 ammunition.
A row of bullet holes appeared on the wall. Almost at the same time that the bullets were swept out, Qin Fei heard a muffled groan coming from outside the cabin.
Before he could relax for a moment, new bullet holes appeared in the bulkhead, and gunshots suddenly rang out from the corridor.
The other party reacted extremely quickly and responded with his own treatment. He also shot through Qin Fei.
The gunfire didn't stop until the two men exhausted all the bullets in the magazine.
Qin Fei was hit twice.
He was hit in the shoulder by a penetrating bullet, and was also hit by a bullet in his body armor, but it was blocked.
What a blessing among misfortunes, otherwise Qin Fei would have gone directly to see Marx now.
But the left arm that was shot was almost completely numb, and it was so painful that I couldn't lift it.
The person outside the door did not give Qin Fei any chance to breathe. A figure flashed at the door, and the other party rushed in with a dagger.
Qin Fei gave up on changing the magazine. In this close situation and with an injured hand, it was impossible for Qin Fei to complete a series of actions to replace the new magazine in a short time. By the time he completed these actions, the opponent would have already charged directly.
He got in front of him and slit his throat.
Draw the knife, stand up, and hold the knife in a fighting position.
By the time Qin Fei stood firm, he could see the person in front of him clearly.
Santos, this cunning old fox, is a former naval intelligence officer of country M and a member of the naval special forces. He has rich battlefield experience and has been through life and death countless times in the jungles of South America.
In front of him, Qin Fei's combat experience was just a fledgling.
A pool of blood oozed from Santos' left lower abdominal muscles. Although he was also wearing a bulletproof vest, there was no bulletproof plate covering that area. However, Qin Fei knew that this was a skin injury. It was probably a torn muscle and did not hit him.
Internal organs.
This old fox is still very threatening.
The two looked at each other angrily, panting.
Qin Fei heard the shouts and footsteps outside, and the gunshots had already alerted everyone. As long as everyone on the other side came up...
Thinking about the captain of the SEAL team, and the old cat who didn't say much, but could tell at a glance that he was a veteran on the battlefield, Qin Fei knew that his chance of survival would not be higher than winning a bet of 500 for 2 yuan in China.
Thousands of jackpots.
Must be resolved quickly!
Wielding the M9 dagger, Qin Fei launched the attack first.
After one round, there was a blood mark on Qin Fei's arm, and a gash was opened on Santos' face from top to bottom. If he hadn't dodged quickly, Qin Fei might have cut open his blood vessels.
"Boy, it seems that your army has trained you well!" Santos licked the blood that slipped to his lips, "If I hadn't been older, you wouldn't be able to hurt me with your skills!"
"Old guy, go ahead and pull your daddy's balls!" Qin Fei cursed. In fact, he was more anxious than anyone else.
Santos was not in a hurry at all, he was just stalling for time. Now both of their guns were empty, and neither had a chance to reload. As long as the delay lasted less than a minute, Qin Fei would have no choice but to suffer death by waiting for FOX and others to come up.
Fight!
Qin Fei's arrogance and domineering immediately surged up again. Although he was not the best among the 203 troops, he was indeed the toughest. The more critical the moment, the greater his potential exploded.
Just like chasing the FOX team in the jungle on the border of southern Xinjiang on that rainy night when I couldn't see my fingers.
Once Qin Fei's potential explodes, he dares to ignore death!
Qin Fei rushed forward again, and Santos first swung his knife and stabbed Qin Fei in the chest.
In his expectation, Qin Fei would definitely dodge or block with his sword, otherwise he would have to suffer the blow.
However, he soon broke into a cold sweat.
Qin Fei didn't dodge at all, but turned slightly sideways, and without losing momentum, he wiped the knife towards Santos' neck.
"FUCK!"
Santos screamed secretly in his heart.
The little guy opposite was fighting with all his strength, completely ignoring his own life, and seemed to just want to die with him.
When masters fight each other, the bet is on the opponent's courage.
Once you lose your courage and momentum, you will fall behind.
The old fox Santos did not have the life-threatening momentum of Qin Fei. He hurriedly blocked with his knife and tried to avoid it.
But it was too late. Although Qin Fei's knife did not hit his neck, he thrust it down with his backhand and stabbed directly into his shoulder.
laugh--
The knife penetrated the muscle on the shoulder and penetrated directly into the shoulder blade.
"ah--"
Santos' face was distorted in pain.
Qin Fei didn't pause at all, and he didn't even pull out the knife. He reluctantly raised his left hand that was shot, grabbed Santos' right hand holding the knife, and roared angrily.
"Damn! Die together!"
Then he pushed Santos back like an angry bull.
Although Santos is a veteran, he has never seen such a mournful soldier.
They say the special forces are calm and calm, but this guy doesn't look like a calm person at all, he's just a crazy lunatic!
When it comes to strength, Santos is no match for Qin Fei. After all, boxers are afraid of young men. Qin Fei is twenty years younger than Santos, and his strength and stamina are even better than Santos.
Santos felt like a player on the rugby field who was hit directly and then carried on his shoulders and rushed forward, helplessly watching Qin Fei run all the way.
Finally, Qin Fei opened his mouth and bit the old guy's ear.
"Mom——"
Even Santos couldn't help crying for his father and mother.