The vehicle quickly rushed out of the road. Du Lun put on his headphones and asked about the location of the convoy. The helicopter in the sky guided him very well. The distance between the four highways was about two kilometers. They had just advanced about two kilometers.
To the left and right, still two kilometers away, was a pickup truck with full power, and its speed immediately increased several times.
As soon as he turned from the alley to the main road, Yu Yang saw all the Somali black people around him, walking around with their heads in their hands. Not far away, a dozen Somali militiamen set up a roadblock, but their backs were turned.
Yu Yang and others seemed to be on guard against people coming from the other side of the road.
After Yu Yang saw this scene, he immediately began to pour out his ammunition crazily. With his back to Yu Yang, several of the dozen Somali militiamen were killed by Yu Yang in an instant. One of them was directly interrupted by a heavy machine gun bullet, and his body was cut into pieces.
For two.
However, as Yu Yang started shooting, black people began to poke their heads out of the windows on both sides to observe the situation above the road.
"Kyle, you are on the left, I am responsible for the right and the front!" Yu Yang explained the mission and immediately began to shoot at the buildings on the right, while vigorously patting the cockpit to remind Duren to speed up.
In this position in the middle of the road, if the speed is too slow, Yu Yang and others will be a living target. A living target standing in the middle of the street. No matter how bad the marksmanship of the Somali militiamen is, dozens of them can shoot at the same place.
Yu Yang and others beat them into a sieve.
Yu Yang couldn't care less about the casualties of civilians now. Bullets swept through the houses on the right side like rain, and screams kept coming. After hitting the right side, Yu Yang quickly turned the gun and pointed it at
The pursuer behind him pulled the trigger, and two or three of the Somali militiamen behind him had their heads blown off instantly.
However, one of the Somali militiamen carrying the RPG pulled the trigger before he died. The rocket chased Pi's car. Yu Yang hammered the cab hard and yelled: "RPG!"
Du Lun, who was driving, heard Yu Yang's roar and immediately turned the front of the car. The vehicle instantly turned from the left to the right. The RPG flew past the edge of the pickup truck and directly hit a Somali man not far away.
Just made a temporary roadblock.
After seeing this, Du Lun immediately turned the steering wheel wildly and rushed through the intersection that was blown up by the RPG, while Yu Yang in the car kept pulling the trigger, constantly reaping the lives of the surrounding Somali militiamen.
Due to lack of support, Kyle fell into the carriage. However, even so, lying in the carriage, he continued to shoot at the houses on the left.
Stray bullets kept passing by Yu Yang's side. Yu Yang already had several bloody wounds on his shoulder. He was also hit by a bullet in the back. However, after Yu Yang spit out a mouthful of blood, he still held on to the machine gun.
, shooting heartily.
Until the sound of machine gun fire came, Yu Yang shouted: "Kyle, bullets!"
Lying in the carriage, Kyle immediately pulled out the ammunition box, took out a bullet chain and handed it to Yu Yang. At this critical moment, a bullet hit Kyle's thigh. Kyle screamed, but he was still strong.
The bullet was delivered to Yu Yang's hands.
Yu Yang took the bullet chain, opened the magazine chute of the machine gun, pressed the bullet chain in, closed the magazine chute, slapped hard, and continued to pull the trigger. During the time when Yu Yang was changing the magazine just now, there was a lack of powerful firepower.
Suppressed, the number of Somali militiamen pursuing behind them changed from a few to dozens. There were countless bullet holes in the pickup truck. A metallic sonata was played on the battlefield, and the sound of bullets hitting the car body continued.
Pass.
After Yu Yang changed the magazine, he immediately turned the gun head and began to suppress the enemy behind him. The helicopter in mid-air also started shooting from a safe height. The Vulcan cannon and machine gun formed a death zone.
Dozens of Somali militiamen behind him were killed instantly. No one survived, and few of the bodies were intact.
"How long will it take for Du Lun to join the convoy!" Yu Yang hammered the cockpit again, but this time his voice was much weaker. Just now, when Yu Yang was changing bullets, he was shot in the shoulder.
One shot, but the battle just now was so tense that Yu Yang didn't notice it. After he relaxed, he immediately felt a tearing pain in his shoulder.
"Come on, turn left ahead and we'll be there. We'll be there soon!" After Dulan finished speaking, he accelerated again. On the streets of Mogadishu, a pickup truck was speeding on the road at a speed of 80 per hour.
There are obstacles, abandoned cars, burning oil drums, roadblocks, and various large pits everywhere on the road. If the second lieutenant is not careful, there may be a danger of the car overturning.
"Damn RPG!" After Yu Yang asked, he suddenly saw a rocket flying towards the vehicle on the third floor not far to the right. Yu Yang immediately turned around and fired at that location.
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Since the shooting position was in front, Du Lun could see it without Yu Yang reminding him. He immediately turned the steering wheel sharply to the left. The pickup truck turned the steering wheel directly at high speed. The vehicle lost control and started to crash into a store not far away.
, Yu Yang held the machine gun in his hand and still didn't release the trigger, but now he couldn't aim at the target at all.
The rocket exploded on the right side of the vehicle, very close to the vehicle, barely two meters away. The stones brought up by the explosion hit Yu Yang's body. Yu Yang felt as if he had been hit by a bullet, and his thighs were hurt again.
Injured, blood has stained Yu Yang's shoulders and thighs. Yu Yang casually wiped the sweat from his face with his hands. His whole body is now covered in blood. He is holding a machine gun. It seems that the first drop of blood
Stallone in the movie looks like an invincible god of war.
Du Lun controlled the pickup truck. After seeing that he had dodged the rocket, he turned the steering wheel to the right again without braking. If he braked at this time, the vehicle would completely lose control and overturn.
Yu Yang had just adjusted his center, and fell down again in an instant. After his supporting leg was injured, Yu Yang could only fall in the car like Kyle, and passively moved with the movement of the car.
Going there, they bumped into certain parts of the car from time to time. In the compartment filled with bullet casings, blood, and all kinds of debris, Yu Yang and Kyle were two fleshy balls, hitting each other back and forth.
Du Lun finally controlled the vehicle without letting it roll over, and finally drove forward steadily. At this time, Yu Yang's consciousness had begun to become a little blurry. He had been injured in the thigh before and was hit by a machine gun just now, which made him originally
His body, which was not very healthy, began to collapse, but even so, Yu Yang still did not give up.
When the vehicle drove smoothly again, Yu Yang gritted his teeth and stood up from the carriage, holding a machine gun and shooting at any suspicious targets behind him and on both sides. There were too many militiamen in Somalia. If they didn't carry out
Suppressed with firepower, they will gather more and more, and finally they will pile up Yu Yang and others to death with their numbers.
The sound of machine guns rang out again, and the Somali militiamen who were following them became timid and no longer chased Pi and drove to shoot. At this moment, Yu Yang was hit by a bullet again in the chest.
, Yu Yang suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into the car. At this time, Pi Dashi also turned left and entered another road.
