Chapter 89 Getting cruel

Don’t say anything, just do it!

The men holding the guns looked at each other. Bill first pointed at the Jonson brothers, then at the Raffarin brothers, and finally at Ivan and himself.

Then everyone gave each other a firm look, nodded and took action.

One second, they looked like they were ready to die heroically at any time, and the next second, they stepped down instantly. They huddled in their seats obscenely, quietly stretched their guns out of the car window, pointed at the back of the car, and did not dare to show their heads. I didn’t even aim, I just knew that the car was following behind.

"Shoot!" Following Bill's shout, Dong Chen and the others also heard loud gunshots.

Although Bill's guns, especially the assault rifles, are ordinary rifles bought in gun stores, none of them are automatic rifles.

Because according to regulations, American gun stores sell semi-automatic weapons for self-defense or sports use by American citizens. The automatic rifles sold in gun stores are all semi-automatic versions of sports rifles. There are only two modes: semi-automatic firing and bolt closing safety. select.

The assault rifles he bought are semi-automatic. Furthermore, regulations generally do not allow civilian weapons to be loaded with more than ten rounds, so the magazines of these assault rifles can only hold ten rounds, and the bottom of the magazine is solid. , there is only room for loading 10 bullets.

Bill also knew his own disadvantages. First, he did not dare to show his face. It was very important to save his life. He was simply too timid to die. Second, their marksmanship is poor. Hitting moving objects while in motion is completely different from their usual target shooting. Third, the professional quality is definitely not comparable to others, and the positive attitude will definitely be abused.

So we can only use this wretched way of fighting, and switch between two people, and control the rate of fire a little. After the two people are finished fighting, change the bullets, and then reconnect them later.

Although this kind of invisible and insignificant way of playing may not cause any harm to the opponent, it can always be harassed, and it is still this continuous shooting method.

Although this kind of damage output mainly relies on faith, what if it happens!

But let alone, some of the bullets actually hit the car behind. Although the terrorists used military vehicles, military vehicles are not all bulletproof. Not to mention, they still aimed for bullets, so it was He was beaten severely, which added a lot of obstacles to their pursuit.

Yes, they are tough terrorists, but terrorists are also afraid of death. Bill and the others clearly felt that the firepower and speed of the terrorists behind them had dropped.

At the same time, among the two convoys that were fighting fiercely over there, the commander of the 51st District convoy was in the car.

A white officer with the rank of major asked a soldier operating a computer: "How are you doing? Still can't contact the base? Has the distress signal been sent out?"

"Yes, sir, the terrorists must have used signal jamming or signal blocking equipment. I have tried all methods, but our information cannot be sent out at all." The soldier replied hurriedly while controlling the computer.

The major officer sat in his seat and scratched his hair in distress. He could never imagine why this happened during an ordinary escort mission. He asked another soldier: "What about our losses now?" So, what’s the situation with the vehicles and personnel?”

"Sir, our current battle losses are 23%, including the loss of four vehicles, and the casualties may be between seven and ten people. It's too chaotic outside, we can't make specific statistics..." The soldier said that this was low. Headed.

"Fake!" The major officer raised his hand angrily and was about to smash something, but there was a computer in front of him. In the end, he could only raise his hand in embarrassment and punch the seat under him hard.

He couldn't figure out why, but it was probably for this transportation. However, this transportation was a secret escort and was not registered with other departments at all. Only the base and the receiving department knew about it.

But how do these shit-like things know, Fake, there must be a mole, these damn moles are really everywhere!

He silently looked at the watch on his hand. Now he could only pray and wait for twenty-two minutes. For each escort mission, in addition to tracking the convoy's positioning information in real time, the convoy must also report to the police every half hour. Report the location once in the base. Wait another twenty-two minutes and it will be time to report the location again. The base will definitely notice it.

report! Damn it!

He was attacked just after reporting, so there must be someone inside.

This shit!

Back to Dong Chen and the others, the major's confusion and anger were none of their business. They now felt that the cars behind them didn't seem to be attacking as much.

"Hey, are we almost successful? Their speed and attacks have weakened." Louis glanced back secretly and said.

"Really? Hey, it's true, we succeeded!" Ian, who was shooting, also took a look, and it turned out to be true.

But Ivan, who was changing bullets for the gun, was not so optimistic. "Don't be too happy first. They just slowed down, but they did not give up chasing. This shows the problem, and there is also bad news. That means we don’t have many bullets.”

He pressed the last bullet into the magazine, then loaded the magazine into the gun. He loaded the gun and put it aside. He briefly counted the number of bullets in the ammunition box. "There are only less than forty rounds, that is, another round." One shot and we'll be out of ammunition, guys."

"Well, I guess it's almost done. When I came out, I didn't expect that we would have a battle to fight. These were originally used for fun. I planned to pass by Puneda Forest Park for hunting on the way back, but now It's all on these sons of bitches." Bill said bitterly after loading the gun.

"…………"

The Jonson brothers who were shooting for a while also slowed down their firing rate. They didn't know whether to save bullets or what to do, and they all looked at Bill.

Dong Chen also encountered trouble here. Number 1 on the headset also brought him bad news, "Sir, the current situation is that the terrorists have the upper hand. After they gain an absolute advantage, they are likely to attack you again." The probability of dispatching a vehicle in the direction is 68%, so please get out of danger as soon as possible. In two minutes, your area will be covered by clouds, so the real-time image can no longer provide assistance to you, so please get out of danger as soon as possible."

"…………"

How unlucky!

"Bill, can you hit their driver or tires? We can't let him follow him anymore. Sooner or later they will catch up. Now while their firepower weakens, this is the only chance." Dong Chen asked Bill.

"Let's try our best, brother, stop hiding. We have to aim and shoot, otherwise by the time the bullets run out, we won't be far away from the end of the game!" Bill gritted his teeth and said, while taking the lead to reveal his head and aim back and fire.

The others looked at each other, followed Bill's example, stuck their heads out, and started shooting accurately.

When they reach the end of the road, everyone's potential is unlimited. In the past, they only shot fixed targets in gun shops, and their results were average. Now, if they want to hit moving tires and drivers, it is absolutely impossible not to stimulate their potential. of.

Come on, whoever is afraid of whom will die!