Everything went smoothly, and support would arrive in a few minutes. Gao Yuan never hung up the phone to contact the emergency team, and the person on the other side kept in touch with the people who came to support them.
"Boom", there was an explosion at the entrance, and Gao Yuan broke into a cold sweat. What he was most worried about was the entrance. He didn't expect that this group of people had explosives.
This was a PRG7 rocket, but fortunately it was only an armor-piercing projectile. A big hole was blown in the iron door, and the shock wave knocked several workers hiding not far away to the ground.
Several armed robbers were trying to open the door at the gate, and Gao Yuan shouted, "Use Molotov cocktails."
The workers who had been prepared lit the beer bottles in their hands and threw them out. Perhaps out of nervousness, two of them actually threw them crookedly and hit the door directly. The glass broke and flames shot up.
The robber who had climbed onto the iron gate was frightened by the fire and fell down.
"There's no need to save, just throw out all the Molotov cocktails." They made more than two hundred of these. After all, gasoline is cheap here, but beer bottles are hard to find.
After that, he checked several workers who had fallen to the ground. Fortunately, he kept them hiding aside and did not get too close to the door.
"Manager Gao, am I going to die?" A young man in his twenties was lying on the ground, crying.
Gao Yuan nervously checked his whole body, and then slapped the guy's helmet hard, "What a bastard, he didn't even break his oily skin."
After all, these workers are not an army. To be able to reach this level is considered to be an extraordinary level of performance. If the door is really broken, then everyone will collapse.
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"Boss, we're here, the last fifty meters." Zhang Biao shouted on the intercom. Their car had already driven off the road and turned off the lights.
Through the front windshield, Xu Chuan could already see the gate and the dots of flames outside the wall. Some of these armed men were holding flashlights and some were holding torches.
The muzzle flashes of these armed men could even be seen in the darkness. He pulled down the PVS-31 night vision device on his helmet and turned on the IR laser pointer mounted on the SIG516 handguard. Xu Chuan patted the car door, and the driver immediately stepped on it.
Apply the brakes and open the door.
Xu Chuan didn't wait for the car to stop, so he jumped out. The speed of the car was already less than 20 kilometers, and he ran a few steps forward to offset the inertia.
"Leave a few alive." In the night vision device, these armed men in the darkness were clearly visible.
A laser beam that could only be seen with night vision goggles was pointed at the gunman closest to him. Xu Chuan knelt on one knee and pulled the trigger. The .300BLK ammunition made a low sound.
These people obviously heard the sound of the car, but in the dark night, they could only hear the sound.
The armed men holding AKM did not even look at Xu Chuan. He had been shot twice in the chest. Blood was coughed out from his throat. What awaited him was suffocation.
The five pickup trucks did not stop, but drove towards the back of these people, "Keep the people in the camp out." Xu Chuan said while holding down the PTT. Both of them were equipped with identification friend or foe lights, which could be used by night vision.
Yi saw that everyone else was an enemy.
People around him are falling down constantly, and bullets seem to be flying from all directions. In this situation, if you don't have a strong will to fight, you will just disperse like these people in front of you.
There were also people who were shooting blindly into the darkness, but everyone knew that unless they were extremely talented, they would not be able to hit any targets, and then they were knocked to the ground by several bullets.
There were also people who climbed up the wall and tried to climb in desperately, but this time they were not planning to rob, but trying to survive. However, they were poked back by the workers inside with homemade steel forks and fell heavily to the ground.
There is a wall in front of these people, endless darkness behind them, and there is no way out.
There were about twenty people, and only one-third of them had guns. The rest had various knives in their hands, and a few were obviously holding kitchen knives.
They can only be regarded as a group of thugs, a mob, and I don’t know where the guns in their hands came from.
Less than two minutes later, the gunfire stopped. Xu Chuan waved towards the car in the darkness, and several headlights were turned on at the same time, shining in front of the wall.
A few frightened thugs were kneeling by the wall with their weapons thrown far away. They raised their hands in the air and shouted something, which should be surrender, or don't kill me.
Moving the night vision device away from his eyes, Xu Chuan stood in the light beam of the car headlights, wearing a MCCUU digital desert camouflage uniform, which is the standard combat uniform of the US Marine Corps, and a lightweight tactical vest on his chest.
He was fully armed, and his figure was reflected on the wall, like a devil coming to the world, "Boss, stop pretending, put out the fire first."
Zhang Biao handed Xu Chuan a fire extinguisher, and he and Liu He ran towards the door.
"Damn it, you bastard." He cursed, but still ran over to help, "Others, please clean up the bodies outside."
Gao Yuan was in the camp, listening to the gunshots outside and feeling frightened. If the people before were civilians with guns, these were professionals.
Most of them were semi-automatic shooting, and there were also very rhythmic five-round bursts. He could hear the sound of what should be a general-purpose machine gun.
Although the emergency team personnel on the phone told him that support should be arriving, he still remained vigilant. He had never seen such support.
In the past, it was enough to disperse people. This time, at least half of the thugs outside will die. How will this end? After all, we are still on someone else's territory.
"Open the door, we are here to support you." Someone knocked hard on the iron door, and everyone looked at Gao Yuan with excitement, waiting for him to make a decision.
After nodding, several workers immediately got up and ran over. They first used fire extinguishers to put out the flames inside, then moved the barbed wire away, and then pulled apart the steel bars against the gate.
"I'll go, you guys are good at what you do." Zhang Biao, who was in the lead, looked at the layout behind the door and couldn't help but praise. Looking at the roadblocks and horsebackers stacked outside, this group of workers was quite capable.
"Chinese?" a worker shouted.
"Well, what's going on?" This reassuring accent completely put the workers at ease.
"After that, just listen to the arrangements of these people." The emergency team on the phone told Gao Yuan, "They will escort everyone to Benghazi."
The chaos of the night finally passed, and Gao Yuan collapsed directly on the ground. After all, he was almost fifty, and his physical strength and energy were no longer what they were when he was young.
"Did you arrange it?" Xu Chuan looked at the well-organized defense methods in the camp and couldn't help but praise, "That's okay, uncle." There were two defense lines in the camp, one was a wall, divided into more than a dozen areas, and three or four people
One group is responsible for one area.
If the wall is lost, there is a second line of defense. Use all vehicles to surround the residential area and block the gaps between vehicles with various construction site items.
A simple circular fortification, although Xu Chuan felt that it was basically useless for workers without weapons, the idea was completely fine.
Gao Yuan's eyes twitched twice. The man in front of him looked younger than his own son, but the uncle's voice made him sound so weird.
"There is nothing we can do, we are just trying to save our lives."