On the floor of the train carriage, the prison guard soldier, who had been beaten by lead bullets, kicked his feet a few times, tilted his head to the side, and lost his breath.
Luo Hao didn't even look at the bloody garrison soldier on the floor of the carriage. He grabbed the sleeve under the barrel of the shotgun with his right hand and flicked it hard. While ejecting the red plastic shell from the magazine, he took a step forward with his right foot.
, turned his body, raised his left foot, and landed a backspin kick on the chest of a garrison soldier.
Wow!
The prison guard soldier whose ribs were broken by Luo Hao's kick spat out a mouthful of blood and fell upside down.
Luo Hao took advantage of the situation and pulled out the hk45 pistol in the holster of his left leg, and fired at other soldiers around the carriage. Amidst the continuous firing of pistols, bewitching blood flowers appeared one after another among the Wanagoga soldiers.
Blooming all over the body.
Compared with Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu, the combat effectiveness of these prison garrison soldiers was not at the same level. More than 20 soldiers were wiped out without any effective resistance.
Luo Hao replaced the pistol in his left hand with a spare magazine, and headed to the fifth carriage with Zhao Tianyu.
However, as soon as Luo Hao opened the door at the rear of the carriage, a string of bullets was fired at him, forcing him and Zhao Tianyu back.
"These people must have heard the gunfire and came from the car behind."
? Zhao Tianyu poked his ump45 submachine gun out of the carriage, swept out a string of bullets at the garrison soldiers in the rear carriage, and said to Luo Hao: "Get rid of them!"
Luo Hao nodded, took off a grenade from his belt, turned on the safety, and threw it into the car behind him.
boom!
After the violent explosion, the gunshots in the rear carriage disappeared without a trace. Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu looked at each other, then cautiously approached the fifth carriage with a gun.
In the carriage, because the windows on both sides of the carriage were closed, the smoke from the grenade explosion had not dissipated. In addition, the carriage was located in a cave, so the light in the carriage was very dark and the visibility was very poor. Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu
His vision was blocked and he could not clearly see the specific situation inside the carriage. The only thing he could see was two soldiers lying motionless at the door of the carriage. There was a pool of blood under the soldiers' bodies.
Luo Hao pointed the shotgun at the door first, and kicked the two soldiers who fell on the ground each. After confirming that the other had died in the grenade explosion just now, when he was about to walk into the carriage, on the right side of the carriage door,
A garrison soldier hiding in the dark suddenly jumped out and raised the Nepalese machete in his hand.
Seeing the machete coming towards his head, Luo Hao's eyes narrowed, he raised his foot and kicked the opponent's knee. At the moment when the opponent's body lost balance, he used the shotgun in his hand to penetrate his right armpit.
, and put his right hand holding the machete behind his back.
The soldier who was trying to make a sneak attack immediately let out a wailing sound like a slaughtered pig. At this time, several more figures climbed up from the floor of the carriage and pointed their guns at Luo Hao and Zhao Tianyu at the door of the carriage.
Zhao Tianyu reacted first, alternating long and short bursts of fire with the ump45 submachine gun in his hand, and accurately shot more than a dozen garrison soldiers in the carriage.
But Luo Hao did it more thoroughly. He directly blocked the soldier he had restrained in front of him, took off the Nepalese machete in his hand with his left hand, and threw it at a figure.
The heavy black Nepalese machete penetrated directly into the opponent's chest. The soldier who was stabbed to the core by the machete looked down at the machete stuck in his chest and fell to the ground. He vomited out in large mouthfuls.
He was dripping blood, struggling to turn his eyes, looking at the dark carriage, letting the life flow from his body.
Da da da……
The few remaining soldiers glanced at their comrades who were lying on the ground, obviously having a hard time surviving, and pulled the triggers of their weapons. In the dim carriage, with the firelight dancing, the soldiers who were blocked in front of them by Luo Hao as human shields, in the blink of an eye
In the meantime, he was shot into pieces by his companions' bullets.
Because of the short distance, the human shield in front of Luo Hao could not completely block the bullets coming from the front, but even if a bullet passed through the corpse of the soldier in front of him and hit him, the energy on the warhead has been almost consumed, and he can no longer block it.
Passing through the bulletproof insert in his tactical vest, causing harm to himself.
Luo Hao placed the shotgun on the shoulder of the corpse in front of him and fired at the garrison soldiers in front who were changing magazines.
At a distance of less than fifty meters, the fan-shaped firepower of the shotgun covers an area in one hit, and its lethality is much more powerful than the automatic rifle in the opponent's hand.
After firing a bullet, Luo Hao pressed the sleeve of the shotgun against the opponent's shoulder, pushed the gun forward, ejected the cartridge case, loaded another bullet and continued shooting, beating the garrison soldiers in the carriage into panic.
At this moment, for the surviving soldiers, the sound of the shotgun sleeve in Luo Hao's hand and the sound of shooting were like the death call from the God of Death. They wanted to escape, but this carriage was used to imprison people.
There are no chairs, tables or anything like that for the prisoners to use as a bunker for them to hide in!
In the carriage, under the attack of the shotgun in Luo Hao's hand, the situation was almost one-sided!
While shooting, Luo Hao counted the remaining bullets in the shotgun in his hand. The Remington M870 in his hand had a bullet capacity of seven rounds. Including the bullet that was loaded in advance, there were eight bullets in total.
And just now, after he used the last bullet to knock away the two soldiers on the right side of the carriage, he put aside the soldier who was caught in his hand, whose chest had been completely smashed by the bullet and was dead, and used the empty gun in his hand to
The gun was pointed at three garrison soldiers on the left.
Looking at the muzzle of the shotgun less than two meters away from them, the three soldiers were suddenly frightened out of their wits. At this distance, the lead bullets fired from the shotgun were enough to blast their heads into rotten tomatoes. Three soldiers
The garrison soldiers were so frightened that they forgot to surrender and watched helplessly as Luo Hao pulled the trigger of his shotgun.
Click!
There was a sound of the firing pin striking empty in the barrel of the gun, but even so, it still made the three of them tremble.
Luo Hao caught the opponent's slow reaction, reversed the shotgun in his hand, and used the solid wood fixed butt of the shotgun to hit the soldier closest to him on the head. He smashed the opponent on the spot until blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and blood flowed from it.
There was gurgling water pouring out of the hole in his head.
"Kill him!" The two soldiers who reacted immediately shouted and were about to shoot Luo Hao. i1292