Owen reappeared after escaping the wave of targets, and the roll call started again with the opening of the bullet. His appearance just made up for Bayev's dilemma of running out of ammunition. The drum of AA12 takes up a lot of space, and even Bayev can't do it.
He couldn't take a few with him, so he was beaten to death after a sudden attack.
Taking advantage of Owen's cover, Bayev rolled to the side of the bunker. As soon as he left, sparks appeared where he was before. He had always been the brightest star in the audience before, and he naturally attracted all the hatred.
, almost half of the firepower was directed at him.
Bayev dodged very well. Fred on the other side picked up the AK from the corpse and threw it towards Bayev. Bayev grabbed it from the air, turned around and hit a gun butt that rushed towards him.
The terrorist in front of the bunker was suddenly attacked by him.
"Night Owl, go on~~"
Fred slid two more magazines along the ground. Bayev caught them, knocked off the unsatisfied old magazine, replaced it with a new one that was full, and continued to push.
On the other side, Owen's bullet time continues, but he feels a little lonely. After Monica left, no one in Omega can keep up with Owen's shooting frequency. Although others have cooperated, they have not
I can't hit the same comfortable rhythm as when I'm with Monica.
"Da da da~~"
The MP7 in Swager's hand killed the last enemy on the scene. This guy was different from others in that he wore a bulletproof vest. Fred had hit him before, but all the pistol bullets of the MP5 were blocked. This time the collision
I was not so lucky when I got the MP7. This gun is known as the "cop killer" outside because the bullet's penetrating ability is so strong that ordinary body armor cannot stop it.
With the cooperation of several people, the enemies on the opposite side were quickly cleared out. Owen and others also went downstairs. Swager had just been shot, but fortunately it was blocked by the body armor, but he was still in pain from the shock.
In addition, the ghost also had a few wounds on his body, but they were not serious.
The team temporarily stopped to make some adjustments, and Fred dealt with everyone in turn. He had served as a military doctor for a period of time when he was in Grom, and he was very good at battlefield rescue. Several people here were slightly injured, so it was more difficult to deal with them.
It's a casual thing.
After briefly treating the wounds, everyone replenished their ammunition and began to gather outside a room that was made of a container. They just discovered that there were an unusually large number of enemies here. Thinking about it carefully, those people are always surrounding here. It seems that there should be something here, Owen
I have a hunch that there should be hostages locked inside.
Several people looked at each other and each occupied a favorable terrain. Seeing that everyone was ready, Owen made a gesture and carefully opened the door with a heartbeat, while the others were on guard.
As the door opened a little bit, everything inside was revealed to everyone. There was only one chair in the container, and a person was handcuffed on it. The person looked very miserable, with wounds everywhere on his body, and blood was bleeding from the wounds.
, there were still some torture tools left on his body, and everyone couldn't help but tremble when they saw the big pliers on his penis.
The hostage seemed to have passed out. Fred stepped forward and pulled his face. Yes, it was their target this time, David Blanchett.
"Received the package, everyone, prepare to retreat~~"
Owen said in the radio intercom, and nodded to Fred. Fred understood and found an injection from his body. It was epinephrine, which is specially used in special situations and will have certain sequelae.
, but in this situation, if the hostage is not injected, he may die on the way back.
"Man, we're going home..."
As Fred spoke, he pulled off the cap and inserted a needle into the hostage's body. But at this moment, the ship's hull suddenly shook violently, a rumbling explosion sounded, and then the whole ship began to tilt.
Where Team B was, Farah saw that he could not resist the opponent's attack. All his men were killed in the blink of an eye, leaving only him. Farah silently recited the teachings of the Koran in his heart, gritted his teeth, and pressed the button in his hand.
Immediately, the preset bombs on the side of the ship exploded, and seawater poured in crazily.
"Fake, someone has detonated the ship, sea water is pouring in, retreat immediately..."
The panicked shouts from other groups came from the communicator, and Owen made an immediate decision: "Baev, you carry the hostage, and the others will leave immediately..."
Without saying a word, Bayev threw away the gun in his hand, picked up the dying hostage and followed the crowd back the same way. The seawater poured in very fast, and within a short time, his feet were gone.
After passing through the passage, turning, going up the stairs, and running wildly again, Omega's group ran along the original road as fast as possible, and finally got on the deck before the sea water flooded them.
"This way, this way~~~"
The personnel on the Chinook stood in front of the cabin door and kept shouting that the other two groups had boarded the plane safely, and only Owen and his team were left.
"Hurry~~~"
There was a loud urging from the other side. Under the water pouring in, the freighter had tilted up on one side, and the plane was waiting for the tilted edge.
At the cabin door, the people who were rushing towards jumped in one by one, and were immediately caught by the staff, and then moved away to make room for the next person. The people came up one by one, except for the last one, Bayev.
He threw the hostage over with all his strength and was hugged by the staff.
Then Bayev took two steps back and took a run-up and flew towards the Chinook. However, because the distance of the run-up was not enough, the whole person was about to fall towards the turbulent waves below. At the critical moment,
Owen stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Bayev's hand, and the two held it tightly together.
"Man, we're going home~~~"
Owen was lying on the floor, looking across at Bayev who was almost paralyzed from fatigue and said, and then the two of them laughed in unison.
The rain seemed to be falling harder, but everyone's mood was completely different. The hostages were rescued and the mission was successfully completed. The three Chinooks flew stubbornly in the violent storm and headed towards the US military base.
"Owen, how are you doing?"
An uncertain question came from the walkie-talkie from Silly Baitian, who was thousands of miles away. She had completely lost her ability to monitor under the bad weather. She had just received a report on the battle situation here. When she heard that Owen and the others had not returned for a long time, she couldn't help but feel worried.
.
Irving took a few deep breaths at the end, and then said forcefully: "Completed the mission, no casualties~~~"
On the other end of the intercom, Shabaitian was visibly relieved when he heard Owen's report, with a relieved smile on his face, and looked into the distance with a smile.
"Man, you stole the show today, I mean, that shotgun, how did you come up with that?"
As soon as he settled down, Fred couldn't help but started talking, and Owen covered his mouth.
Bayev next to him ignored him, but took out his family photo from his chest and kissed it hard.