Chapter 126 Chasing and Killing the Eight-faced Buddha (2)
Li Yifeng jumped forward and rolled. After dodging a string of bullets fired at him by the machine gunner on the right, Li Yifeng half-knelt and raised the AM sniper rifle in his hand. He first shot to shatter the searchlight, and then quickly opened the ejection shell.
Eject the cartridge case through the window and reload the bullet.
When setting off from the camp where Balang stored the "white noodles", Li Yifeng had already replaced the sniper scope on his sniper rifle with a low-light scope, so even if the light source was suddenly lost, it would not affect his speed in locking on the machine gunner upstairs.
and shooting accuracy.
The bullet penetrated into the machine gunner's eyebrow very accurately, completing the task of harvesting the opponent's life.
Different from Li Yifeng's precise sniping, Situ Kong's offensive is more direct and violent. You use a machine gun to shoot at me? It doesn't matter, I also have a machine gun, and it is no worse than yours. Let's shoot at each other. Let's see who
Life is tougher!
Da da da da…
Situ Kong used the tree trunk as a cover. Most of his body was hidden behind the tree trunk. Only half of his body was exposed. He placed the mg4 machine gun in his hand on a horizontally growing branch and poured out a barrage of fire at the machine gunner upstairs.
A torrent of metal made of bullets.
The bullets swept across the building, not only shattering the dazzling searchlight, but also turning the machine gunner who was extremely arrogant just now into a funnel of blood. The place where the bullets grazed the outer surface of the building was originally
The tiles attached to it were also broken into pieces by Situ Kong and fell towards the ground.
Luo Hao, Zhou Bai, and Xu Xudong, who were standing in front of the iron door of the building, did not break in directly. Luo Hao put his ear against the iron door and paused for a moment to hear the movement behind the iron door. He made a fist with his right hand, palm facing up, and then raised his five fingers
He opened his mouth and made an "explosion" gesture towards Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai understood clearly, and took off a fragmentation grenade from his belt, pulled out the safety pin and pressed the latch, holding it in his hand. Luo Hao pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the lock of the iron door, "嘡嘡"
gun and broke the door lock. When he knocked down the door lock, Luo Hao could clearly hear the sound of the drug dealer raising his gun behind the iron door.
After destroying the lock, Luo Hao withdrew his pistol and stood directly in front of the iron door with the shotgun raised. He gave up his original position to Zhou Bai who was holding the grenade. Zhou Bai pushed the iron door open a crack and released the grenade.
Press the tablet, let the letter tube pop out, and after a short delay in your hand, throw this cute "apple" in through the crack of the door.
The drug dealers who were hiding behind the door, thinking that when Luo Hao and others broke in, they would be shot at randomly. Looking at the "apple" with white smoke on the ground, they suddenly became confused.
boom--!
There was an ear-splitting noise from behind the iron door, and the high-speed grenade fragments hit the iron door with a crackling sound. Looking from Luo Hao's direction, even in dim light, he could still see the grenade fragments behind the iron door.
Impact, the convexity formed on the front.
No matter how many casualties the drug dealer behind the door suffered in the explosion just now, how many were dead or disabled, Luo Hao's big foot wearing blackhak assault boots kicked hard on the iron door, which had already been hit by a grenade.
The shaky iron door that exploded completely collapsed under Luo Hao's extremely domineering kick.
The collapsed iron gate heavily pressed on the ground on several drug dealers who were seriously injured by grenades but were still breathing. The pressure caused their mouths and noses to bleed, and their lives and deaths were unknown.
Luo Hao stepped on the iron door that pressed the drug dealer's body and strode into the building. The moment he stepped inside the building, the shotgun in his hand fully demonstrated the advantages of a close combat weapon. The dense steel balls formed a fire net.
Heading towards the drug dealer who survived the explosion just now.
The drug dealers who were hit by the steel ball firepower let out bursts of painful wails. They were either hit in vital parts of the body and died directly, or their limbs were hit and fell to the ground and lost mobility. Some were blinded by the steel ball and looked like a man.
A headless fly is spinning around.
The worst thing was the drug dealer who appeared in front of Luo Hao's gun when he first entered the building. Almost every steel ball flying out of the barrel hit the drug dealer's body, spitting, blood,
Sweat, urine... no matter what kind of water it is, as long as it is a liquid that can flow in the drug dealer's body, it all rushes outward through the more than a dozen holes distributed in his body.
The drug dealer who originally planned to build a career and make a fortune from Balang just held on to his beautiful dream, his eyes widened, blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, and he fell to the ground with an unwilling look on his face. But even though he had been cut off,
Even though he was alive, the drug dealer's body was still shaking slightly under the influence of the body's nerves, which was still weird.
Holding the sleeve under the barrel and pulling back, the red plastic shell of the lead caliber bullet was thrown out through the ejection window. Luo Hao looked around the ground floor. At this time, there were no armed drug dealers still standing on the ground.
, all the drug dealers who had tried to launch a fatal attack on him have now fallen to the ground. They are either dead or disabled.
Just when Luo Hao, who was holding a shotgun in his right hand, was about to walk up to the second floor, a "corpse" that had been lying in a pile of dead people with his face covered in blood suddenly stood up, holding a blade four or five meters long in his hand.
The ten-centimeter machete screamed and rushed towards Luo Hao, who was less than two meters away from him. He was the No. 4 who was entrusted by Balang with the important task of leading people to drag Luo Hao and his brothers!
No. 4 shouted crazily, his eyes flashing with excitement. Because No. 4's explosion was too sudden, Xu Xudong and Zhou Bai did not have time to react in a short period of time.
When the machete flashing coldly in the air was about to fall on his head, Luo Hao suddenly raised the shotgun in his hand and pointed it at No. 4.
Regarding the shotgun in Luo Hao's hand that had dealt them a devastating blow a few minutes ago, No. 4 had no fear in his eyes at this time. He smiled ferociously: "There are no bullets in your gun. You just fired a total of
Six shots were fired, I counted them."
"Really? Do you really think so?" A cruel smile appeared on Luo Hao's lips, and under No. 4's surprised gaze, he pulled the trigger.
boom!
A ball of fire burst out from the muzzle of the shotgun. The shotgun, which was originally a fan-shaped fire strike, was now fired close to No. 4's face, causing a completely different visual impact than before. The dense rain of steel balls directly shattered No. 4.
The whole head!
At this time, No. 4, who was holding the machete in his hand, only had half his head left on his shoulder. The left half of his face had completely disappeared, revealing the internal structure of the human skull. The skin of the right half of his face was also filled with steel balls.
The eyeballs hang out of the eye sockets!
"I... hate it so much!" No. 4 used his remaining will, spewing blood from his mouth, stammered his last words incoherently, and then fell to the ground.