The rocket exploded, and the fragments splashed around, and the militants rushing to the door made shrill wailing sounds in the explosion. The fragile ** could not compete with the explosion of the rocket, and there were instant casualties.

"call!"

Xiao Yuanchao cut off the external charging power supply of the exoskeleton, and rushed out like a storm, facing the heat waves generated by the rocket explosion.

His left hand is still a Nepalese saber, and his right hand is still a Desert Eagle pistol.

The left-handed sabre strikes down, and the right-handed sand eagle attacks critically at close range.

"Bang!"

A militant's head was instantly exploded, and at the same time, the Nepalese saber split the head of another militant and slashed to the end.

"drink!"

Xiao Yuanchao roared, took a step forward, and threw the blood-dropping Nepalese saber towards a militant at the farthest point.

"puff!"

The saber rotated violently in the air, flashing a dazzling white light, and it penetrated hard into the chest of the militants, without any handle.

The militants who were thrown into the rifle seemed to be hit by huge force. Under the influence of powerful inertia, their feet left the ground and flew backwards.

"ah!……"

"Dadada..."

The howling sounded accompanied by gunfire. While the militants were tilting backwards, they turned their guns upwards, and shot a string of bullets into the sky.

"Bang!"

The militants fell to the ground, spraying blood in big mouths, and their pupils lost their original luster of life at an extremely fast speed.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao raised the desert eagle and blew another person's head. Then, as the moment the recoil swung the gun, he turned around and pulled the twitch towards a militant on the side.

"Bang!"

The warhead hit the militants' chest at close range, entered into a peanut-sized bullet hole, and then passed through the body, exploding a trauma the size of a bowl.

The militants' bodies were shocked and they fell to the ground and died in an instant.

Xiao Yuanchao turned around and continued to shoot at the militants around him, one after another, one after another.

His body was flying, fully utilizing the powerful recoil after each shot to change position, pulling the rifle towards the militants in the other direction, completing the shooting that could not be escaped from close range.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

At this extremely powerful speed, the militants around had no time to resist, and they all lay down at Xiao Yuanchao's gun. They were puzzled and couldn't figure out how a body that didn't look strong could freely control the Desert Eagle pistol, which was famous for its resilience, and completed the rapid firing of the Browning small-caliber pistol.

"ah!!!"

The remaining militants opened their mouths and made a terrified scream, but the moment they opened their mouths, a hot muzzle was forcibly stuffed into his mouth.

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded, and blood splashed out from the back of the militants' heads, and they lay heavily on the ground and died.

Xiao Yuanchao put away the desert eagle, changed the magazine, walked forward, pulled out the Nepalese saber inserted into the corpse, gently rubbed blood on the corpse, and took it back.

"Does it look good?" Xiao Yuanchao held half of the cigar soaked in blood and asked Mira without turning his head.

At this time, Mira was completely stunned. She could hardly imagine that this was what a person did! A person who was shot ten times and a person who suffered serious internal injuries could easily kill ten militants!

"You, you..." Mira said two of you and then closed her mouth.

What she really wants to say is: Are you still human?

But she didn't dare to say that, because Xiao Yuanchao made her feel scared!

The gunshots were heard from afar, and Xiao Yuanchao clearly saw militants coming from all directions. Instead of rushing directly, these militants occupied different buildings and used different bunkers to block themselves in the rear, preparing to carry out a sniper killing of Xiao Yuanchao.

"It's still time to leave now, otherwise you will be the one who dies." Xiao Yuanchao said to Mira.

That's right, if Mila doesn't leave now, she will be dead. Because Xiao Yuanchao is a standard cutting-edge individual warfare. In cutting-edge individual warfare, any comrades around him will become a burden to him, and any comrade who is inferior to him will be led by him to die without a burial place.

"Okay!" Mira nodded and reminded Xiao Yuanchao: "Remember, Iraq is a battlefield, a war area that was invaded and occupied. There are no civilians in the fallen war area, only warriors! Good luck, God of War!"

After saying that, Mira turned around and rushed into the room and left the area.

Xiao Yuanchao smiled, turned around and looked at Mila's back, and suddenly felt that the liaison officer was pretty good. He rushed into the room with Mila, extremely fast.

"Well, you..." Mira saw Xiao Yuanchao rushing in.

"This." Xiao Yuanchao mentioned Barrett's sniper rifle, stared at Mira's eyes and said, "How do you evaluate your current job?"

Mira was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "I just want to seek shelter."

"Okay, all you have to do is survive. I like you." Xiao Yuanchao said.

"Ah?" Mira's eyes widened.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think you're still sincere." Xiao Yuanchao took up his sniper rifle and turned around and walked out.

Mira continued to be stunned, shook her head and continued to run back, running away without a trace.

Now everything is nonsense, I can only talk about it after surviving!

The sewer passage cannot enter. Xiao Yuanchao can guarantee that as long as he walks on the highway, he will immediately be attacked in all directions. Those militants are everywhere, and they do respond to Mira's words: This is an invaded war zone.

Countless militants used buildings as cover to advance here. They were very cautious and careful because they knew what kind of demon they were facing, and they knew more about the horror of this demon.

A group of civilians were also mixed with militants, including elderly, women, and children. The hands of these elderly, weak, women and children were all assigned a weapon, either a shabby AK, a pistol, or even a gun.

The US team has been committed to maintaining the peace in Basra and has spared no effort to search and seize weapons. Unfortunately, they cannot complete this task at all, and the war area has never lacked weapons.

"go ahead!"

The east and west sides of the street sent out signals of advancement at the same time, and civilians mixed with militants began to surge here in a mighty manner, looking fearless.

"Click! Click!..."

Xiao Yuanchao continued to fire and wanted to light the cigar on his mouth. But he was disappointed again because the cigar was still wet and soaked in blood.

"The reaction is quite fast..." Xiao Yuanchao gave up the action of lighting the cigar, stood at the door and looked left and right, and sneered in a slight breath: "Do you really think I don't kill civilians? Haha... Of course I know the nature of war, and I know the rules of the battlefield, haha..."

The militants were very smart. When they saw that Xiao Yuanchao was unwilling to shoot and kill civilians, they immediately organized this tactic in the city.
Chapter completed!