Owen winked at Monica, and while shouting "ping pong ball", he threw one in the left and right directions. Then, taking advantage of the explosion, the two of them suddenly jumped out from both ends of the car, and Monica quickly
Burst firing, using high speed and precision to suppress the opponent for several seconds.
Irving took the opportunity to quickly approach, and when the distance was about the same, he accurately threw another "ping pong ball" into the balcony.
The machine gunner and the other deputies had just made adjustments and pointed their guns at Monica, who was doing crazy output. Suddenly, a grenade flew in from the window, bounced a few times on the ground, and then landed quietly on the ground.
"Run~~~"
In a panic, several people made the same choice. Time did not allow them to make other reactions, and they quickly rushed to the window.
The few people who rushed out rashly were all named by Owen and Monica. Although some people missed their vital points, it didn't matter, because the grenade went off immediately.
"Boom~~Boom!!!"
There was a loud bang upstairs, followed by a second and third blast. I don’t know how many munitions they set off upstairs, but it actually caused two explosions. The entire second floor was like a big firework that was lit. The power of the explosion
It directly knocked everyone present to the ground.
The machine guns upstairs have always been a big threat. If they don't get rid of the machine guns, they will always expose their backs to the enemy's muzzle.
Now that there is no machine gunner watching, the pressure on everyone is greatly reduced. Now they only need to concentrate on dealing with the black hoods on both sides.
Owen and Monica were back to back, giving each other's backs. Owen shot a guy who was approaching and knocked him down with two shots. The heartbeat next to him consciously shot the guy in the head.
Owen glanced at him, this guy actually dared to steal his head.
Owen fired two shots and then retreated to the bunker. The sound of bullets flying past was heard next to him. There were too many people on the other side, more than twice their number.
Everyone was targeted by at least two guns, and people were constantly being shot. If it weren't for their body armor, they would have been wiped out by the group.
"Bang bang"
As soon as Heartbeat knocked down one of them, he was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. Campbell dragged him to the ground, and Owen pushed him to his original position.
After Owen dodged out again and knocked down someone, he was also shot.
"Who is that person on the other side?"
Owen didn't believe that the drug lord's team would be of this quality. If the drug lords were all armed at this level, then unless the army was dispatched, ordinary police would just give them food when they encountered them.
"Mercenary, must be a mercenary..."
Owen also felt that they must be mercenaries, and gangsters cannot be of this quality. He had noticed that the weapons of the other party were very sophisticated, most of them were HK416, SCAR, etc., not AKs made from mainland China.
Moreover, various tactical module kits are available, and those kits are probably more expensive than guns, with a set costing several thousand dollars.
"Table tennis~~"
Nicholas, who was next to him, threw the grenade while not forgetting to remind himself that he was there, but then he was shot in the arm and fell to the ground.
The black hoods on the opposite side must have really been on the battlefield, and their consciousness and marksmanship are very strong.
"Danglanglang~~"
The grenade he threw was actually kicked back, and several people nearby were stunned.
Shit!!!
Owen hurriedly threw himself down, and the grenade exploded at this moment.
When Owen raised his head again, he only saw Nicholas who was motionless on the ground. He was killed by the grenade he threw, and his face was dark. Others around him got up one after another. Everyone had hid in time.
Only Nicholas did not escape because he was shot and had difficulty moving.
Nicholas died, and everyone was silent in their hearts, but now is not the time to be sad.
"Da da da~~ da da~~~"
Monica continued to fire, knocking down a black hooded man who wanted to take the opportunity to rush over, but the bullet did not hit the vital part. After the opponent fell to the ground, he was still struggling to move, trying to hide behind the bunker.
"Papa~~"
He fired again with a heartbeat, and a cloud of blood mist appeared on the guy's head and he stopped moving.
Colson shouted. He and Nicholas had the best relationship on weekdays. He couldn't accept it for a moment. He rushed towards Nicholas in a hurry. Campbell beside him didn't even grab him, but he was swept down before he could reach him and lay on the ground.
Writhing in pain.
Campbell wanted to pull him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, a string of bullets hit him, almost killing himself.
Just as Monica made a move to save people, she was immediately targeted, and no one dared to act rashly for a while.
The gunfire in front of them stopped strangely, and only Team B behind them was still exchanging fierce fire.
"Papa~"
A sudden gunshot rang out, and blood started to pour from Coulson's leg. The opponent obviously wanted to surround him for reinforcements, and instead of shooting Coulson to death, he was slowly torturing him.
"Oh, shit~"
Colson's mouth was bleeding, and he moved his body with difficulty, trying to hide back in the bunker, but was immediately shot again in the shoulder.
"I count to three, shoot together, my heart beats to save people~~~"
Campbell huddled behind a wrecked car and shouted.
"one"
"two"
"Shoot~~~"
In an instant, everyone rushed to attack. There was loud gunfire on Owen's side, and the other side was suppressed at this moment. Heartbeat took the opportunity to drag Coulson's leg and pull him back behind the bunker.
After some examination, he said with a depressed heartbeat, "He is hopeless, the bullet hit his aorta..."
Coulson was not dead, but he was unconscious. A large amount of blood flowed from his wounds, and his body was experiencing intermittent convulsions.
"Whizzing"
A stray bullet that flew over Owen's head did not hit Team A, but hit someone from Team B.
Only then did Owen realize that the casualties on Team B's side were more serious than theirs, and only Bruce and another team member were still fighting back.
The black hoods on the opposite side were slowly surrounding Team B in a fan shape. Owen saw a black hood quietly hiding behind the vehicle and approaching here.
Owen put down the M4A1, took out his pistol, walked around behind the car, squatted down, and fired two shots at the black figure in the gap.
Both shots hit the opponent's feet. The opponent's body was raised, and Owen immediately shot him again in the head.
After dealing with this sneaky guy, Owen put the pistol back into the holster, picked up the M4A1 again, and suddenly appeared.
"Papa, papa, papa"
He hit two people with three consecutive shots, then immediately hid in the bunker, bent down and started to move.
The next second, a large number of bullets were poured at his original place.
"Retreat~"
Owen's appearance bought time for Team B. Bruce and another member retreated while fighting, hoping to join Team A.
Owen and Monica are responsible for one side, and Owen is responsible for supporting Team B.
Under the cover of Owen, the two began to retreat alternately. Then, the middle of the leg of the only remaining team member was hit by countless bullets at the moment he fell to his knees.
His body trembled for a while, and then he seemed to have lost his last support and fell softly to the ground, motionless.
Owen didn't know his name, he only knew that he was the Delta under Bruce, and he was also reported here today.
As the last team member fell, Bruce didn't seem to want to escape anymore. He looked back and then launched a death charge.
"No, come back~~~"
Owen rushed towards Bruce, but it was already too late. Under Bruce's desperate charge, the two black hoods on the opposite side were knocked down. With the protection of the body armor, Bruce threw out the last two grenades on his body, and then he himself was also beaten.
He was so angry that he fell to the ground and never got up again.
"Ta da, da, da da, da, da da~~"
Taking advantage of the dust mist created by the grenade, Owen rushed toward Bruce, but it was too late, so he turned and rushed in the opposite direction.
Under the astonished eyes of the opponent, the last two men were killed in an almost close-quarters fight. Like a machine, Owen repeated his accustomed Mozambique-style headshots, two shots to the torso and one to the head.