Chapter 97: What I said will count as a monthly ticket)
Xu Chuan held up his gun and fired at Xie Buer. Don't think this posture is quite unprofessional and unsightly. You must know that anyone who dares to take the lead easily on a battlefield where bullets are flying is already dead.
There is not much time, and those American troops should be here soon. I can't stay long, and it will be troublesome if I run into them.
Shoot while changing positions, take advantage of the opportunity and add another bullet to the wounded on the ground. If someone who is desperate for his life self-destructs before he dies, who can he talk to?
Click, click, the magazines of the two men were almost empty. Shaibul hid in the bunker and prepared to change the magazine. Looking at the movements, he knew that this was a veteran who had survived the battlefield. There were no fancy movements, those so-called quick magazine changes.
It's just a trick to attract other people's attention on the shooting range.
Even if a real soldier could do it, he wouldn't actually do it on the battlefield. It would be true to hide behind a bunker.
Of course Xiebull did nothing wrong, but the problem was that he forgot that he no longer had any comrades around him who could cooperate with him to fill the position, and the opponent opposite was a guy who didn't play according to common sense, so when Xiebull heard the footsteps
The magazine in his hand was not loaded yet.
Shaibul was very experienced. He immediately threw away the rifle in his hand, turned over and took out the dagger from his waist, and slashed in the direction of the sound. But it was already too late, the distance was too close, and a rusty knife
The stained ax has already struck down.
Xu Chuan emptied the magazine and was not going to replace it. Instead, he threw the gun away and picked up the ax for driving nails on the cargo box nearby. Judging from the rusty appearance, it was not very sharp, but it was enough for use.
He quickly ran towards Xiebul's bunker and struck down the guy with an ax before he could swing his knife. He slashed from the upper right to the lower left, hitting the spot where Xiebul's neck and shoulder were connected. The huge force directly hit his upper body.
On the iron barrel beside it.
Xie Buer screamed, but the not-so-sharp ax didn't cut much in. Xu Chuan pulled out the ax with a shake of his right hand and held it up with a smile on his face, "I said I'll chop you, so I'll chop you.", in Xie.
Under Bull's horrified gaze, the ax fell straight down.
He swung the ax hard at the neck, and the ax got stuck on the bone. It was indeed not very useful, but unless Shaibull was a Wolverine, there was absolutely no way he could survive with his neck cut in half.
Hearing footsteps in the distance, he knew that the US military was coming, so he abandoned the body and ran into the tunnel with the door opened, and ran down in the direction indicated on the map.
Captain Locke led his team up the passage. The journey was full of doubts. There were several dead extremist bodies along the way. Some of them looked like they had been killed from behind. Could it be that there was internal strife on the other side?
Listening to the sound of gunfire that had stopped not far away, Locke and his men sped up. The last thing they saw was the corpses on the ground at the entrance of the tunnel. Locke asked the team members to check the corpses, count the number, and then shoot each one two more times.
, the bomb vests these people are wearing are really scary.
Walking to the entrance, looking at Shaibul whose neck was almost cut off, he took out the photos sealed in the waterproof bag and compared them, "It's him, that's right."
"Captain, the number of people matches the intelligence." Dave walked over, looked at Shebull's miserable body, and then looked at the entrance to the tunnel, "Should we give chase?"
Locke looked inside the narrower tunnel and shook his head, "No, let's complete our mission first." After speaking, he walked out of the underground passage and reported to the command center on the ground on the amphibious assault ship.
"TOC, the target has been killed..." Mandy and Sergeant Major Miller finally waited for Locke's voice. The command center burst into cheers. The calm Sergeant Major Miller stood up and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Blackbeard, this is TOC.
, please explain the task in detail."
"TCO, target Abu Shepur and the remaining 16 human bombers were all killed." Locke recounted in detail again.
"Blackbeard, are there any casualties?" Miller continued to ask. This mission is very difficult, and it is very normal if there are casualties.
"Only two Mexican soldiers were injured. We need quick reaction forces to intervene now. There are more and more drug dealers outside." Miller finally relaxed after receiving the answer. "Well done, Blackbeard." Then he joined in.
cheering crowd.
Mandy answered the intercom, "Captain, the rapid reaction force I have contacted, hold on for ten more minutes." According to the agreement with the Mexican government, the U.S. rapid reaction force could not enter until Abu Shabul was confirmed.
Locke did not report the subsequent abnormality, and planned to explain it in detail after returning to the base, asking all team members to shrink their defenses and wait for the QRF to enter.
On the U.S. side, the already prepared quick reaction force entered Mexico on 10 Black Hawk helicopters and under the cover of two Apaches. They arrived in Mexicali in less than ten minutes. The drug traffickers finally realized that the Americans were doing this.
It turned out to be true this time. The leaders were all gone and no one was planning to actually fight the U.S. regular army. They immediately dispersed.
Xu Chuan ran along the underground tunnel for nearly ten kilometers before he saw an intersection. An armed man was waiting here. He seemed to feel that Xu Chuan was not the person he wanted to deal with. He slowly touched G3 leaning against the wall with his right hand.
rifle.
Then he was knocked to the ground by a gun butt. After asking for the information he wanted, Xu Chuan shot and killed the drug dealer. This tunnel was really long and winding, and he walked for more than five kilometers before he opened it.
A secret door should have reached the American side here.
This is a valley in the desert. The sun has completely risen. Then Xu Chuan fell into deep thought, "Oh, how do I go back now? Am I smuggling from the United States to Mexico?"
I walked forward for a while and looked at the rare milled receiver version of the 56 punch in my hand. I was a little reluctant to throw it away, but there was a town not far away. If someone saw me like this, it would be like sending a KPI to the police.
Hey, forget it, I was cruel and threw the rifle and magazine bag into the canyon, thinking silently, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come back.
I found a shade tree, took out my cell phone, and called Allen Wayne, telling him my location. Not long after, a helicopter flew over and circled around twice. Xu Chuan
Seeing that this was Allen's private plane, he walked out of the shade.
The helicopter landed not far away, and then Allen, the young man, jumped out of the cabin. The bodyguard behind him glanced at Xu Chuan, who was obviously covered in blood, and blocked Allen who wanted to come over.