A team of seven people was moving forward nervously on the road that was only three meters wide.

"j25, pay attention! There are enemies in the adjacent alley to the west and are approaching you in parallel. Pay attention, there are women and children in it!"

The helicopter covered in the sky warned Evansman. After hearing this, Evansman responded immediately: "Let's lean on the wall!"

Zheng Yingqi slowly moved forward against the wall, and squatted down against the foot of the wall behind the alley, slowly poking his head out.

A pickup truck equipped with a heavy machine gun was immediately at 10 o'clock. He was so scared that he immediately withdrew his head and quickly took a few steps back - the bullets of the heavy machine gun cannot be blocked by the corners of the wall.

Just as he shrank his head, the heavy machine gun began to roar. The 12.7-caliber heavy machine gun easily tore a large part of the corner. Before Zheng Yingqi could come back from the remnant of the disaster, the rocket flew over with a scream and exploded in the corner, raising gray smoke and dust.

"Grass!"

While Zheng Yingqi was scolding in his heart, he was also grateful to Uncle Hei for his unreliable accuracy. Sure enough, when they were aiming at you, it was the safest time.

"Is it okay?"

Evansman asked loudly, Zheng Yingqi shook his head, shook out the dizziness after being affected by the explosion, took out the egg-shaped grenade, and poked out the grenade amid the roar of the 12.7 machine gun.

At a distance of 40 meters, if Zheng Yingqi fails to hit the ball, he can find a piece of tofu to kill him.

boom!

The grenade exploded, and the pickup truck was lifted up and rolled in the air and fell to the ground.

"solve!"

Zheng Yingqi poked his head out and shot at the surging enemy while shouting - No wonder he was very thirsty during the war, and he had to shout hard when talking, otherwise your teammates might not hear what you were saying because of the explosion.

"superior!"

Evansman gave the order, and the other five rushed out quickly, found the cover and shot at the enemy more than fifty meters away.

While shooting, Zheng Yingqi was paying attention to the surrounding environment. Suddenly, the window more than 60 meters away in front suddenly opened, and a black man was holding a gun to shoot at Zheng Yingqi and the others.

Bang bang bang

Zheng Yingqi immediately raised the gun and shot without hesitation. The black man who had just emerged was shot and lay on the window.

"Beautiful!" Evansman noticed Zheng Yingqi's shooting, and after seeing the enemy who was lying on the window and was silent, he showed his thumb at Zheng Yingqi.

The team continued to move forward, and there could be fierce gunfire not far from the east, but the curved lane made the team unable to see the crash point. At this moment, the bird above the head began to show the way:

"j25, you go in from the alley on the left, walk to the second alley and turn right, and we will temporarily support No. 61!"

"clear!"

After Evansman replied, he signaled the team to enter the alley, but just after walking not far, a group of militants emerged from left and right, and the team had to shoot against the militants on the spot.

Zheng Yingqi watched the team being suppressed in the alley and immediately shouted to Evansman: "I'll go to the roof!"

After obtaining Evansman's approval, Zheng Yingqi broke open the rotten iron door beside him and broke into the house scattered in the sun.

He moved forward carefully in the dilapidated house, and the sound of the clay pots suddenly came from the side. Zheng Yingqi rolled and hid aside and then searched nervously towards the source of the sound - in a small house, a woman was protecting four children, looking at the intruder holding a gun in horror.

The oldest two children looked only six or seven years old, and the remaining two were protected by women in their arms. After confirming that there was no danger, Zheng Yingqi whispered in Somali:

"Madam, you might consider digging a cellar."

As he said, he slowly retreated, then found a position and quickly climbed to the roof.

“It’s my turn to perform.”

Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath, then rushed to the edge of the roof, and shot down at the enemies not far away. Four or five militants hiding their heads behind the cover were killed in an instant.

Before the other blacks reacted, Zheng Yingqi knocked down four or five more enemies at the fastest speed, cleared one side of the threat, and before another wave of enemies fired at him, he quickly evacuated the fire position and hid behind in the farewell of the bullets.

He changed the magazine while observing the surroundings.

In the distance, about 100 meters away, a black man was carrying a rocket launcher and was about to fire. Zheng Yingqi quickly changed the bullet and fired the bullet in the distance. The moment the bullet hit the opponent, the opponent just fired a rocket, and the rocket flew obliquely into the sky.

"I don't know which immortal I saved - I hope I saved the unlucky Unit No. 61."

Zheng Yingqi muttered, emerged from the other side, shooting at the enemies in the alley. Under the double blow of the ground and the roof, this wave of militants disappeared without a trace under the cloud of death, and ran away.

"Walk!"

Evansman commanded the team to continue to advance. Zheng Yingqi swept the roof and was about to go down when the roar of the car came from another alley.

Zheng Yingqi quickly warned: "Hide!"

As soon as the team hid, a pickup truck equipped with machine guns rushed out. The car-mounted machine gun roared and started shooting in the direction where the team was hiding. Zheng Yingqi raised the gun and knocked out the arrogant shooter. As soon as the other person received the gun, he was hit by Zheng Yingqi again. Then he shot one shot and reimbursed the driver.

After solving this big problem, Zheng Yingqi shouted at Evansman: "Head, drive!"

Under Zheng Yingqi's cover, the team dragged the body from the pickup truck down and got on the car one after another. Just before the car started, Zheng Yingqi turned over and jumped off the roof, rushed into the car quickly. He slapped the pickup truck and shouted at Evansman: "Tell me to the friendly forces, be careful that they use Gatling to serve us!"

When Evansman started contacting the helicopter, Joyce started the car, and he screamed and said, "Guys, it's done! The ten-year-old driver took you flying! Huha!"

The pickup truck began to turn around savagely. Zheng Yingqi replaced Tubak Weifu, who was nervously controlling the machine gun, and fucked the powerful 12.7-caliber machine gun himself.

The car roared and the ejected, and Zheng Yingqi controlled the machine gun and kept firing long shots, killing the emerging militants to pieces.

"pay close attention!"

Joyce yelled, and Zheng Yingqi subconsciously grabbed the heavy machine gun welded in the car to death. The pickup truck rushed out of the alley. The ten-year-old driver directly played a 90-degree drift, and then faced a group of people.

There were a dense group of people, including women and children, but behind the women and children, there were full of gun-carrying militants.

"Fake!"

Joyce was so scared that he started to scream.

"Retreat!" Evansman also shouted, but Zheng Yingqi shouted at the same time: "Crash over!"

Zheng Yingqi pulled the trigger, the heavy machine gun roared, and the bullet flew straight above the crowd's heads. The crowd became chaotic. The woman who was facing the bullet rain subconsciously ran back and happened to run back. She just ran into the militant trying to shoot. After going through the most difficult choice, Joyce chose to obey Zheng Yingqi's words.

The accelerator blasted and the pickup truck rushed straight to the crowd forty or fifty meters away.

Faced with the car that was gradually rising in speed and hitting like a giant beast in the wilderness, the crowd began to dodge because of natural fear. Joyce roared and held the steering wheel tightly, and crashed into the road where the crowd made way out. More than a second later, the pickup truck rushed out of the crowd and took a few unlucky people away.

Zheng Yingqi dropped the heavy machine gun and shot at the militants who turned around and shot at them. Tubak Wanweifu and Dimo ​​in the car were reminded by Zheng Yingqi's gunshots and shot at the militants in the shaking car, but none of them hit.

The pickup truck turned into another alley with the bullets. The gunshot finally stopped temporarily. Evansman yelled and asked, "Is anyone injured?"

"Who was injured?"

"I'm fine!"

"I'm fine, either!"

"It's all right!"

The team members couldn't believe that no one was injured in this situation just now.

"God bless!" Goodell couldn't help but thank the God who absolutely did not bless them. Zheng Yingqi gasped and continued to control the heavy machine gun.

After turning a corner again, the wreckage of Super No. 61 finally appeared in the center and suddenly received it. The stubborn gunshots of m16 were sounding strongly in the ak siege.

"Kill them!" Evansman yelled. The number of militants still siege here seems to be not many. The experience of rushing out of the enemy group just now made Evansman expand infinitely.
Chapter completed!