In the night vision scope, Qin Fei put the sight on the driver and shot him briefly. The guy tilted his head and a ball of blood spurted out from his chest, splattering half of the windshield red. The military truck headed towards the roadside.
He drove away and plunged into a ditch more than one meter deep.
As soon as the rebel soldier in the passenger seat opened the door and jumped out of the car, his head was blown off by the old fish.
There was a sudden burst of gunfire.
Trucks full of rebels are like wasps exploding their nests. Needless to say, these guys really have an advantage at night. If it weren't for the night vision goggles on the gun, it would be difficult for Qin Fei to detect these things and the darkness of the night just by looking at them.
African rebel soldiers as black as ever.
Bullets began to shoot at Qin Fei and the other two people from all directions. Qin Fei was on Lao Yu's left wing, Lei Shen was on Lao Yu's right wing. Qin Fei's defense line was a forest on the left side of the road, where it was easiest to be outflanked.
Sure enough, five or six of the rebel soldiers who jumped out of the truck got into the woods and planned to outflank Qin Fei from the left.
He kept shooting, trying to cut off the outflanking attack route of the rebels. While Lao Yu focused on dealing with the rebels hiding in ditches on the roadside and behind cars, Thor hid behind a stone, firing with a gun in one hand and firing with the other.
Still playing with the radio he took from the off-road vehicle.
That is everyone's only hope.
The situation has now reached the end of its rope.
There were at least forty rebels in the two trucks. With three people and three guns, and without heavy firepower, it was useless to withstand the attack of forty people even on favorable terrain.
Because the rebel soldiers found that attacking would cause too much damage, they would choose to stay put and fight a tug-of-war with Qin Fei and the other three.
The advantage of time lies in the hands of the rebel soldiers. They know very well that their large army is behind them and it may not take long to catch up.
In this way, if Qin Fei, Lao Yu, and Lei Shen want to get out of trouble, they can only take one way - attack.
Only by quickly killing the more than 40 rebels in front of us can we leave here safely.
However, such as Lun Qinfei, Laoyu or Thor, this is equivalent to one person having to deal with more than ten people. In terms of military offensive science, without the assistance of high-tech weapons, the attacking side must maintain at least three times the superior strength in order to have an advantage.
Seize success.
Now the rebels on the defensive side are more than ten times the strength of the three-person team on the attacking side. It is simply an impossible task to rely on the offense to win.
"Thor God, please contact the headquarters immediately, report our situation, and tell them that we are in a desperate situation. If reinforcements are not in place, the mission will fail, and Zhu Lit will die here!"
The rebel soldiers soon discovered that the defense line on Qin Fei's end was the key to a breakthrough. The road was bare and unobstructed, and the right wing was a slope and deep ditch. It was obviously unrealistic to climb from the right wing in the dark, and he stepped on the air and fell to the ground in a matter of minutes.
Hands and feet were severed at the foot of the hillside.
The only defensive line Qin Fei is responsible for is the left wing, which is a forest. There is nothing better than a forest for outflanking.
The rebel officer in charge screamed and shouted, and the chaotic rebel soldiers under his command finally got orderly, and allocated a large part of their firepower to suppress Qin Fei.
The trees, branches and hidden stones around Qin Fei were beaten into pieces, and the sound of AK-47 was everywhere, deafening.
Lao Yu originally planned to ask Thor to change his position, and then go over to support Qin Fei himself. He was worried that the young veteran would not be able to withstand such an intense attack.
You know, it takes a lot of courage to dare to raise a gun and fight back in the rain of bullets.
But what surprised him was that Qin Fei's marksmanship was very accurate. None of the rebel soldiers who wanted to outflank him were able to break through his defense line. They were all knocked to the ground. He looked like a battle-hardened veteran.
"How is it possible..." He was greatly confused. Even if a scout served in the army for only three years, even if he became a volunteer, Qin Fei could only serve as a soldier for no more than six years at his age.
How is it possible to have such skill?
Of course, Lao Yu, who has been living abroad all year round, doesn't know that the military has been reformed in China. In fact, the current military service age is shorter than what he thought, only two years.
Qin Fei, on the other hand, never thought about it at all.
Although he lost part of his memory and couldn't even remember who he was, his combat skills were fully utilized at this time.
He found that he knew how to face this disadvantageous situation very well.
That is to eliminate the opponent's vitality as quickly as possible, and kill one in the shortest time when one is found. If one dies, one's own pressure will be reduced by one point, and then the chance of survival will be increased by one point.
This is almost a subconscious and precise calculation, imprinted in the depths of memory by rigorous training, in the bones, muscles and even blood. Once encountering a situation, it will explode immediately.
However, a disadvantage is a disadvantage. Qin Fei soon discovered that his disadvantage was not only in numbers, but more importantly in ammunition.
What he got from Lao Yu were six fully loaded VZ58V magazines. Although this kind of magazine is not compatible with the AK-47 magazine, the ammunition capacity is the same, both are 30 rounds, plus the original content on the gun.
With only half of the magazine remaining, there are no more than two hundred rounds of ammunition.
Attempting to outflank the enemy in the woods was the tactical focus of the rebel commander, which put Qin Fei under the greatest pressure among the three, and he also consumed the fastest ammunition.
In less than ten minutes of fighting, Qin Fei had already changed his fourth magazine.
Today, he only has the last 90 rounds of ammunition, a P228 and two full magazines, as well as three offensive grenades obtained from Lao Yu's dead teammates.
Until now, he has killed about seven or eight people.
Moreover, the commander of the rebel army seemed to realize that Qin Fei was difficult to deal with and had given up the idea of outflanking him. This guy was not an idiot. After all, he had fought in the civil war for so many years and knew exactly what kind of people he had.
It definitely won't work if you rush hard.
If it doesn’t work, then stick to it!
The rebel commander immediately changed his tactics, contracted the front line, and began to hold on.
Once the rebels stood firm, Qin Fei and others found themselves in an embarrassing situation.
Go, can't go.
As long as you stand up, you are bound to be shot. No one can say whether you will be hit by a lucky bullet.
It's impossible not to leave.
If you drag them down, you will die. When the rebel army catches up, even if the trio has three heads and six arms, they will probably be beaten into pieces in the end.
Once the three of them were killed, Kunchai and others, who were dragging a wounded Somchai on two legs, would be overtaken by vehicles in less than ten minutes, and then become the ones who robbed them.
Qin Fei asked loudly in the direction where Old Yu was hiding: "Old Yu! How many bullets do you have left!"
"Five magazines!" Old Fish shouted.
"Give me one!" Qin Fei said, "Give me a magazine!"
Lao Yu threw a magazine far away, and it happened to land next to Qin Fei. The Army of Z had a bomb-dropping accuracy training, which required throwing bunker windows, building windows, and ground targets within a distance of thirty meters. Lao Yu
He is a veteran, and his throwing accuracy is unparalleled. Every throw is accurate.
Qin Fei picked up the magazine and stuffed it into the magazine of his tactical vest.
"What do you want to do?" Lao Yu seemed to realize that something was wrong. Qin Fei asked him for an extra magazine. It seemed that he didn't want to stay there.
Could it be...
An astonishing thought flashed through the old fish's mind.