Chapter 135 Jedi Counterattack

The terrain of the compound was flat and there was no cover. The enemies who rushed in did not expect someone to sneak in. They were not mentally prepared. They were caught off guard and had no way to avoid it. They turned around and ran away. However, two legs could not get by faster. bullet? All of them were shot dead by Luo Zheng accurately, and no one survived.

At this time, the farmer ran over dragging his injured leg and asked anxiously: "What happened?"

"It's okay, just treat it yourself." Luo Zheng's murderous look remained on his gloomy face. He threw the bottle of white medicine to the farmer and stared at the door of the compound with a gun in his hand. There were people at the door. What would happen after hearing the gunfire? The treatment is unknown and cannot be ignored.

The farmer glanced at the corpses all over the room. There was blood all over the floor, and his expression changed drastically. He turned to look at Luo Zheng, and his childish face was so gloomy that it was about to drip with water. The murderous aura running wildly could burn the surrounding air, and he couldn't help but feel excited. Shocked, he said movedly: "Brother, don't say anything anymore, my life is yours."

"Hurry up, we don't have much time." Luo Zheng said coldly, his eyes searching the outside, looking at the bright moon in the sky, not missing any detail. In addition to the main entrance, the enemy was also at the door of the backyard. Gunshots As soon as it rings, who knows if it will come running? Moreover, after such a long time, the enemy's main force should have returned. Don't be careless. Suddenly, several black shadows appeared in the line of sight. Luo Zheng's angry round eyes narrowed into dangerous needle-like shapes, and there was a burning fire inside. With murderous intent, he shouted loudly and started shooting violently at the black shadow.

The farmer also knew that now was not the time to be pretentious. He tore open the syringe, sterilized it, inhaled the solution, and inserted the needle in a few strokes. Everything was done smoothly. Then he cut the trousers with scissors, poured alcohol on the cotton, gritted his teeth, and wiped it directly. The alcohol irritated the nerves and rotten flesh. The farmer was throbbing in pain and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. However, he quickly wiped the wound. After a piece of alcohol cotton was dirty, he got another one until the wound was almost clean. Then he sprayed white medicine on the wound. Up, there was a sharp pain.

"Hiss--" The farmer almost fainted, but he kept holding on, letting the cold sweat on his forehead drip down, across his brow, and into his eyes. He quickly applied gauze to the wound and bandaged it. Hearing the intensive gunshots outside , stray bullets and ricochet kept shooting into the room. The farmer's pale face was full of worry. When he saw a gun on the ground, he picked up the gun and rushed towards the door.

Luo Zheng, who was fighting with the enemy, saw the farmer approaching, and a smile appeared on his calm face. However, this smile looked bitter. The farmer's eyes passed through the window like cold stars, and he soon discovered the courtyard outside. There were many more people, and they were shooting fiercely at the door. My heart sank, and I leaned against the wall by the window and said guiltily: "Brother, it seems that I can't get out."

"Yeah, I didn't expect the enemy's main force to arrive." Luo Zheng smiled bitterly and hid behind the wall. His heart was full of worries about the scholar and others. From the corner of his eye, he saw corpses on the ground. There were so many people. It's worth it.

"I was the one who dragged everyone down. The enemy imprisoned me in the miscellaneous room, and the main force went out to pursue me. Now that they are back, they are probably in danger." The farmer said bitterly, with guilt and worry on his face.

"By the way, how many people did you find in their main force?" A trace of surprise flashed through Luo Zheng's mind, and he raised his hand to counterattack with the machine gun, killing two enemies who tried to rush up and asked loudly.

"I estimated that the enemy's total strength was about 120 people. You ambushed them and suffered a lot of losses. I was giving a lecture in the yard at night. I didn't expect you to throw grenades in and kill more than 20 people. It is estimated that about 50 people were killed. , leaving some to defend the compound, while the others went to pursue, yes, there are five mercenaries, one was left to guard, and the other four also joined the pursuit." The farmer answered seriously.

"Fifty people." Luo Zheng asked in surprise. Seeing the farmer nodding affirmatively, he couldn't help but listen carefully to the gunshots outside. After waiting for a while, Luo Zheng shouted loudly with certainty: "From the gunshots outside Look, the total force does not exceed thirty people, let’s put them in and kill each one to make a profit.”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'm going to die. Fight." The farmer yelled, and his murderous intent burst out. When there is no hope, people can always unleash their incredible potential. As a well-trained iron-blooded soldier, Farmers do not lack courage and do not flinch when faced with difficulties.

"Da da da!" The intensive gunfire continued, suppressing the door and windows, making it difficult to fight back. Luo Zheng gritted his steel teeth in anger and quickly fell to the ground. The wall made of solid soil could not block the dense bullets at all. The attack was made into transparent holes, and the hot bullets whizzed in, leaving the room in a mess. Standing was waiting for death. Lying down still had a glimmer of hope, but it was not a long-term solution.

Luo Zheng stretched out the muzzle of the gun from the door frame, anticipating the enemy's possible hiding position and fired violently. The farmer also stretched the barrel of the gun from the window, not daring to probe the enemy's position, so he could only fire violently to deter and suppress the enemy. The arrogance of the enemy outside.

This kind of passive fighting style can't last long, Luo Zheng knows it well, but the enemy's firepower outside is too fierce, and it is mainly concentrated at the door and window. If you rush out, you will die. You must find a way as soon as possible. In panic, he saw out of the corner of his eye There were two grenades hanging on a corpse not far away, and his eyes lit up.

Luo Zheng took a closer look and saw that several other corpses also had grenades on them. These corpses were all wounded soldiers who were waiting in line outside for treatment. Their weapons and ammunition had not been released. They had just poured into the room and were shot to death by him. It was a deliberate plan. Come, shouting in joy: "Brother, cover the fire."

The farmer who had just finished shooting a magazine glanced at Luo Zheng in surprise. Without asking any questions, he picked up two magazines from the ground, replaced the magazines, shouted loudly, and started shooting wildly outside the window, "Da." Ta-ta-ta!" The bullet roared away with the farmer's unwillingness and anger, leaving only the shell casing falling to the ground with a popping sound.

Luo Zheng dragged the corpses around him over, threw them directly at the door, and piled them into a barrier. He then carefully climbed over and took off the corpses in front of him. He took the grenade and used both hands to throw the corpses away steadily. Hiding on the pile of corpses at the door, the barrier increased a bit.

This was repeated several times. When all the dozen or so corpses were piled at the door, a human wall appeared, which was about one meter high. The bullets hit the corpses, making a popping sound, but none of them penetrated. There were more than twenty grenades under the human wall. When Luo Zheng collected two more grenades, he heard the farmer yelling wildly: "No, the enemies are attacking from both sides."