However, reality immediately told Qin Fei one thing - the battlefield is changing rapidly.
Just when Qin Fei picked up the VZ58 assault rifle and planned to shoot the big black man with a red hat and blow his head like a watermelon, the guy actually got off the sedan.
As a result, a dozen guards around him immediately blocked Qin Fei's sight, preventing him from taking action.
"Oh shit!"
Qin Fei was almost so angry that he punched the ground.
Just a second of thinking, and the fighter opportunity is fleeting.
Now the problem has become bigger. There are more than a dozen guards, plus the scattered rebels around, there are nearly twenty people in total.
It sounds ridiculous for one person to raid a dozen people in a jungle and kill fixed targets.
Crouching behind a tree, Qin Fei hesitated.
Gunfire rang out from the front again. Lao Yu and the others seemed to be okay, which gave Qin Fei some comfort.
However, this situation will definitely not last long. According to the original plan, Lao Yu's three-person team can only engage the enemy once more after luring them, and then must retreat immediately to avoid being surrounded.
I don't have much time. The contact battle can only last ten minutes at most. The strength of three people can deal with at least two hundred people. No special forces in the world can withstand it for too long.
Fight? Or retreat?!
Qin Fei's stubborn temper resurfaced again, and having reached this point, it was definitely impossible to retreat.
Otherwise, once the rebels return to defense, they will find that there are pursuing enemies behind them, and they will not have a second chance to quietly sneak into the back of the rebel team like now.
This is the only chance, otherwise it will be impossible to escape the rebels' pursuit, and there will be only death.
The rigorous training he received made Qin Fei calm down. The training of Unit 203 produces special soldiers who can still find a glimmer of hope in desperate situations.
Because every soldier of the special forces is a dangerous person, he often has to achieve combat goals when the enemy is outnumbered, which means that he must take great risks.
If you fight hard, you will have a chance. If you don’t fight, you will die!
Having received special training does not mean you will definitely win, but it does give you more confidence to fight!
And death is reserved for cowards. On the battlefield, those who die are often more cowards!
Thinking of this, Qin Fei gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up his gun and started rapid fire.
The extreme desperation forced all his potential out, like a juicer, squeezing Qin Fei's combat consciousness to the extreme. All the combat qualities he had received from all the special forces training that were beyond ordinary soldiers were in this
Make the most of your moment!
Fuck you!
Tough soldiers need no explanation!
Qin Fei roared in his heart and shot all the way.
The unprepared rebel soldiers began to be cut down like leeks. Qin Fei appeared behind everyone like a murderer. The VZ58 in his hand was indeed a good gun. Even after sliding down the cliff, its excellent machine tool processing
The craftsmanship gave this gun excellent impact resistance and accuracy, so it has been enduring among the special forces in Eastern Europe and is still used as one of the assault weapons.
When there was only one bullet left in a magazine, Qin Fei quickly pulled out a new magazine from his tactical vest and hit the bullet with its upper edge. The empty magazine fell and the new magazine smoothly hit the bayonet.
It took Qin Fei less than four seconds to quickly knock down eight rebel soldiers. At this time, only a dozen guards were left surrounding Tours.
At this time, they finally reacted.
What he saw before him was not a dream, a mercenary actually touched his back.
"Kill him! Kill him!" Tours felt that his hair stood on end in shock. Although he was in the hands of the rebels and was fierce enough back then, a good man would live a pampered life after becoming a leader, not to mention his bravery.
It has caused him to lose a lot of his bravery, and it has also caused him, as a military leader, to dress like a hip-hop singer.
He hurriedly drew his gun and kept retreating, trying to find cover.
As a result, the Desert Eagle fell to the ground, and he had to lie down, pick up the gun, and crawl behind a big tree nearby like a fat insect.
As Turs crawled, he screamed with all his strength: "Help! Someone is coming! There is a white pig behind!"
He regarded Qin Fei as a white mercenary.
Shrill screams and screams rang out in the jungle, and clouds of blood mist exploded in the crowd of rebel guards. The 7.62MM warhead used by the VZ58 has good penetrating power, especially at a close range of more than thirty meters.
The effect is particularly outstanding, which allows Qin Fei to get twice the result with half the effort, often killing not one, but two enemies with one shot.
The plasma fell like raindrops, covering Tours' head and face.
Finally, some rebel soldiers came to their senses from the deception, drew their guns and started to fight back.
However, in their panic, their already poor marksmanship prevented the bullets fired by the rebels from hitting Qin Fei at all.
If you were an ordinary soldier, most of them would look for a place to hide when they saw the enemy shooting at them, but Qin Fei did the opposite because there was no chance for him to hide at this time, let alone time for him to find cover.
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As long as he hides, Turs will take the opportunity to escape if time is delayed.
This is a gamble of courage.
He must press it forward like a tidal wave, sweep over like a hurricane, and leave the enemy breathless.
The legs of several rebel soldiers were shaking, and they could hardly hold their guns steady. They had never seen such crazy soldiers in their lives. They didn't even dodge. They seemed not to be afraid of death or the flying bullets.
Rushed towards them.
Especially the look in Qin Fei's eyes, as soon as he meets her, his heart will immediately tremble.
Those are the eyes of the God of Death, filled with fire from hell, which seems to be able to burn everyone and everything in front of them to ashes!
The rebel guards fell down one by one, and Qin Fei stepped on the dead bodies and rushed to Turs.
Suddenly, gunshots were heard on the right side, and immediately after, a small, wrist-thick tree on Qin Fei's right side was blocked.
Qin Fei felt as if his right ribs were hit hard, and he fell to his knees all of a sudden. Severe pain came from his body, and his combat vest was stained red with blood.
Oops——
The side is the weakest point of defense. There is a bulletproof plate on the front, and there is nothing on the side...
This blow almost killed Qin Fei, and his vision suddenly darkened.
However, the training he had received played a great role at this time. He continued to hold the VZ58 in his left hand, used the gun with one hand to shoot at the last rebel guard in front of him, took out the P228 from the holster on his thigh with his right hand, took aim, and fired!
Puff puff——
The successful rebel was rushing towards Qin Fei. He never expected that someone would be able to fight back so neatly even after being shot. Three bullets hit him directly in the chest, shooting him to the core.
Like a torn sack, this guy fell headfirst into a pile of dead leaves only five meters away from Qin Fei, and never moved again.
Click——
Qin Fei's VZ58 ran out of bullets in the magazine.
Looking back, Qin Fei raised his P228 and planned to shoot at Tours, but saw that Tours had already raised the large-caliber Desert Eagle and aimed it at him.
Bang——
The huge gunshot was accompanied by a spectacular muzzle flash. The Desert Eagle pistol, a pretentious tool known for its impracticality, fired a bullet six or seven meters away from Qin Fei.