Qin Fei stuffed a grenade into the grenade launcher hanging under the handguard of the VZ58 assault rifle, and pulled the trigger at the densest crowd of rebels.
Countless blood sprays exploded from the crowd in sight. Six or seven rebels were knocked to the ground in the explosion. Two people were blown up and rolled down the hillside next to them.
The two rebel machine gunners came to their senses, squatted next to a tree with an old Soviet-made RPD machine gun and fired at Qin Fei. They put down the AK-47 in their hands, picked up the SVD and held the two rigid frames.
Before the good machine gun had time to shoot at Qin Fei, the guy's head exploded.
The rebels in sight have not completely escaped from the shooting range. According to expectations, at this time, they should continue to harvest as many heads as possible, and retreat as soon as they are safely out of sight.
Blocking is about tactical purposes. Whether it is Qin Fei, Lao Yu or Zixing, they all know that they must not be reluctant to fight. As long as it causes psychological pressure to the rebels, they will shrink back in a short time, even walking with fear, not knowing what will happen under their feet.
No matter what he steps on, a bullet will suddenly shoot out from nowhere and knock him down.
As long as this is done, the tactical purpose will be accomplished.
However, the three-person team suddenly discovered that the estimated battlefield situation was somewhat different from what they had imagined.
"Damn! They're outflanking us!"
I could only hear Lao Yu scolding and fighting back on the radio. The gunshots were extremely rapid and seemed very embarrassing.
"Same here! What's going on with these guys!?" Crosshair also shouted.
Counterattack so quickly!?
This was beyond Qin Fei's expectation of the rebels' skills, tactics and courage. These were rebel soldiers who had not received formal training. Qin Fei, who had some military skills, had seen them before, but they were all officers. They had experienced a lot.
Less civil wars involve gaining experience on the battlefield rather than gaining military qualities through training.
But the rebel soldiers were a mess.
These guys don't have any basic tactical moves, and even the most basic shooting moves are not standard. No matter what kind of gun Qin Fei has seen, the rebel soldiers always hold a fire stick on their waist and shoot randomly, and then
Or you can hide behind a cover and stick out a gun, no matter whether you hit the target or not, and empty the magazine of bullets.
Not only Lao Yu and the front sight, but also several rebels were soon discovered in the front where Qin Fei was responsible.
The rebel soldiers now return in a completely different way. They are as nimble as monkeys and as ferocious as hungry wolves. The panic caused by a sudden attack has completely disappeared. Although their marksmanship is still poor, they are a hundred times more brave.
One of them fell down, but the others actually ignored it and continued to move towards Qin Fei and others' defense line like a tide, charging towards Qin Fei with guns in hand and using the cover of trees and shrubs.
After all, there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. No matter how bad the rebels' marksmanship is, heroes cannot stand against large numbers of people.
There were dense bullet holes in the trunk of the big tree where Qin Fei was hiding, and the bullets sent sawdust flying everywhere. Qin Fei could even hear the bullets grazing his head and head, making a whizzing sound.
In just one minute, Qin Fei relied on his precise marksmanship to kill several rebel soldiers who were rushing towards him. Under the blockade of cross fire, the corpses of the rebels gradually covered dozens of meters in front of him.
The area within the range, but more dense sounds came from the areas guarded by the old fish on both wings and the front sight.
He moved to the other side of the big tree and wanted to change his shooting angle to support the old fish, but what caught his sight shocked him.
More than thirty rebels kept thrusting into the back of the three-man team in the direction of Laoyu's defense on the right wing. Laoyu's gun never stopped for a moment. After finishing the bullets in the VZ58 magazine, he immediately changed to the R4 assault rifle and started firing.
The bullets in the magazine of the R4 assault rifle were replaced immediately with the pistol. There was no time to change bullets at all, because as long as the firepower paused for a moment, the rebels might penetrate successfully.
Qin Fei was startled by the sudden appearance of the rebels on the right wing. According to this troop strength estimate, there were at least hundreds of rebels on the left and right wings and the front. Soon, Laoyu's pistol ran out of bullets.
He yelled: "Reload! Support!"
Qin Fei, who didn't have time to think carefully, raised his gun based on instinct and fired, aiming at the crowd and firing in bursts.
The intensity of the battle far exceeded Qin Fei's expectations. He simply could not understand why the originally scattered rebel soldiers suddenly became so brave that they could almost describe it as if they were returning home.
After the gunfire, several black figures immediately fell to the ground. At a distance of less than 100 meters, the powerful bullets of the VZ58 penetrated extremely hard. The rebel soldiers had no fighting formation at all, and they did not know how far apart the individual soldiers should be in the attack.
With this tactical principle, they fell in droves.
"Old fish! Front sight! We need to withdraw!" Qin Fei said: "We can't afford it! There are too many of them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet hit the tree trunk where Qin Fei was hiding. Since the tree had been hit by at least hundreds of shots, although the center of the trunk could still withstand the AK47 warhead, the thinner edges had been hit.
Thin.
The warhead passed through the soft tree tissue and hit Qin Fei's left shoulder without losing its force.
Qin Fei felt a stabbing pain in his right shoulder, and blood immediately spurted out, staining his combat uniform red.
"Fuck-"
Qin Fei's hand softened and the muzzle of the gun immediately dropped.
When I looked down, I saw that the bullet was still part of the muscle.
He was secretly glad that although the AK47s used by these rebel soldiers were authentic Soviet-made, the bullets were not original. There are several types of bullets used by various tribal armed forces and rebel forces on the African continent, including those made locally.
, there are also some inventory bullets from the former Warsaw countries that are sold here, including various small Eastern European countries that joined the Warsaw Pact that year. The quality varies. Of course, there are also authentic AK Soviet-made bullets of relatively high quality.
The first two types of bullets are the most numerous because they all have one feature in common - they are cheap.
As long as the warhead does not press on the blood vessel, it is best to pull it out immediately, because on the battlefield, leaving a naked/exposed warhead on the muscle is obviously not a smart choice. If you accidentally touch it during tactical actions
If you press it, it will hurt so much that it will make you burst into tears.
Gritting his teeth and pulling out the warhead, Qin Fei took a look.
Judging from the rough copper coating of the bullet, this is definitely a homemade bullet.
However, the bullet still hurt so much that Qin Fei couldn't help but cursed.
"Qin Fei, you lost the lottery!?" A voice came from the old fish's side, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay! I was unlucky to be bitten by a mosquito!"
The craftsmanship of home-made bullets and regular Soviet-made bullets are not at the same level at all. The most important thing is that the gunpowder loaded inside is completely different, and the power is less than two-thirds of the Soviet-made bullets.
If this was a Soviet-made bullet, Qin Fei would probably have a big hole in his right arm, and it would definitely not be as easy as it is now.
"Hahahaha! Don't die in the hands of the Sierra Leone rebels, it will be very embarrassing!" Lao Yu laughed while firing.
At this time, the firepower of Qin Fei and the other three people was completely exposed to the observation of the rebels. Several machine gunners immediately lay down behind the rocks, shouting and shooting in the direction of the three people.
Dozens of bullets hit the trunk of the tree. Qin Fei quickly lay down and lowered his posture. Although they were homemade bullets, who knew how many hits this tree could withstand?
In fact, Qin Fei's situation is much better than that of Lao Yu. Trees have better resistance than stones. The tough fibers in the trunks can effectively absorb most bullets, but stones are different, although bullets may not be able to penetrate them.
, but prone to ricochet.
Every battlefield veteran knows the power of ricochet. Many people on the battlefield are often killed not by direct bullet hits, but by shrapnel and ricochet.
Raindrops of bullets pinned the three of them behind the cover, unable to raise their heads. Painful groans soon came from the old fish.
Qin Fei was startled, and blood suddenly rushed to his head.