Yu Yang and others lay on the ground and waited quietly. After an hour, the pursuing convoy appeared in the distance.
"Here we come, prepare to fight. I hope there won't be too many people chasing you!"
After Yu Yang finished speaking, he gently took out his weapon. This time he chose the ump45. There will be a close contact battle later. The effect of a submachine gun is greater than that of an ordinary rifle, and there is still a long way to go.
It’s very long, Yu Yang will save ammunition from now on.
"Two hundred meters! Don't shoot, everyone, wait until they stop before you attack!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he gently pulled the gun bolt and took a deep breath. The target was getting closer and closer, and success or failure depended on it.
There is a convoy not far away. There are seven vehicles in this convoy, two of which are off-road vehicles, and the rest are ordinary cars and pickup trucks.
In one of the most comfortable cars, a man who looked like a little boss was sitting in the back seat, playing with an unknown type of weapon in his hand, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and picked up a walkie-talkie and shouted loudly
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"Be faster. If you catch one person, you will be rewarded with one hundred thousand dollars. If you let these people go, I won't be able to spare you."
"Copy that, sir! But who are we chasing? The Americans are spending so much money for us to chase them. There must be nothing good going on, right?"
"God knows who these people are, but it doesn't matter, as long as the Americans are willing to pay, and there are more than a dozen people across the street. We have more than 30 people here. We are still afraid of them. If we catch them, we will catch one
, how about I reward you with thirty thousand US dollars?"
"Thank you, sir!" A group of soldiers immediately screamed after hearing what the little leader said. Thirty thousand dollars, on average, is close to one thousand dollars per person. One thousand dollars? In modern Yugoslavia, it is a huge sum of money (by the way)
By the way, very early on, in Somalia, some people said that one thousand US dollars was worthless. The background of the character at that time was 1993, and the purchasing power of one thousand US dollars at that time was about the same as that of ten thousand, or even fifty or sixty thousand US dollars now!)
"Speed up, speed up. The Americans just said that those guys lost their car and ran away in the direction of Messel. Have you found the location where they abandoned the car?"
"We've found it. We'll be here soon. These people left the car on the side of the road. Hahaha, it's really a lost dog!" There was a sound from the leading convoy. This group of armed men did not let Yu Yang and others go.
In their eyes and in their hearts, numbers and combat power are relatively equal, and the party with more people will always win.
"Very well, stop where they left the car. Wild dog, don't you have a very good nose? Smell it. Where did these damn bastards escape to? I don't believe the Americans. The Americans definitely want to
Lure us away, and then take your own reward!"
After the little boss finished speaking, he stretched his head out and looked ahead. Sure enough, on the road not far away, several cars were casually abandoned on the side of the road.
"Sir, I think we should be more cautious. Carlos's group seemed to have suffered heavy losses just now. It was this group of people who did it. I think it is better for us to be more cautious. After all, the Americans want people, and the amount is such a large amount. If
If it's easy to catch, the Americans will definitely take action themselves!"
After hearing what his subordinates said, the little boss casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground: "Can that idiot Carlos compare to me? Carlos is just a relative of the leader, otherwise you think that bastard with no ability at all can be a leader.
Company commander? Damn well-connected people, his men are just a bunch of losers, they have no use except drinking and robbing women!"
"Yes, yes, sir, you are right, sir, we are here!" The driver stopped the car, and the little boss lit a cigarette for himself, wearing a large eyepiece, and holding one in his hand that he could no longer recognize the model.
machine gun, he got out of the car very coolly and looked around.
"That guy called "What's the name" is really useful. These people's cars were tampered with and they didn't notice at all. After you go back, you find him and dig him out from that bastard Carlos. He's so capable.
People, under Carlos’ hands, are overqualified!”
"Yes, sir!"
The little boss held a cigarette in his mouth and walked to the abandoned vehicle of Yu Yang and others. He didn't find anything special. He looked in the direction of Messer (that is, the location where Yu Yang had left footprints before).
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Wearing sunglasses and looking through binoculars, he found a backpack thrown on the ground. He raised the corner of his mouth and pointed not far away: "In that direction, get in the car and chase after it. It seems that those people are panicking and not choosing the right path.
You even lost your backpack, get in the car and don’t let them get away!”
After the young officer finished speaking, he was about to turn around and get in the car. At this moment, Yu Yang suddenly stood up from the ground, holding the ump45 in his hand, and shouted: "Hit!" Immediately, people on both sides of the road had been hiding for more than an hour.
Climbed out of the camouflaged foxhole.
The first person to suffer was the militant closest to Yu Yang. When this guy got out of the car, he was less than half a meter away from Yu Yang, but his eyes were fixed on the abandoned car without looking down.
Yu Yang, who was lying underneath him without being noticed, was roughly camouflaged by some vegetation.
Twelve people fought against thirty-seven people. The plan was to fight with less and fight with more. However, Yu Yang and others surrounded this group of people. As soon as they made contact, seven or eight militants lost their combat effectiveness and fell in a pool of blood.
The other militants had just reacted and hurriedly pulled the bolts of their guns, preparing to shoot.
Climbing up from the pit, Yu Yang was shooting while using the first off-road vehicle as a cover, hiding behind the vehicle, and taking advantage of the favorable terrain to shoot at the militants.
These militants are distributed on both sides, and there are Yu Yang's friendly forces on both sides. After the first round of attacks, all the militants close to Yu Yang and others have been eliminated, leaving only a few hiding behind the car, but even
In this way, their number is still much greater than that of Yu Yang!
"Keep suppressing fire and prepare grenades!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled out the fuse, waited for two seconds, took two steps back, and then threw it violently.
After he got out, the other soldiers followed suit, took out grenades and threw them over.
Lao Zhao was holding an RPD in his hand. He didn't know when he had opened a certain distance and walked forward slowly. While walking, he maintained fire suppression and eliminated two or three people hiding in the third place.
