Chapter 142: Draw away reinforcements to the enemy

The chassis of the big truck is high enough. Even if the tires are blown out, the Tibetans will have no problem at all. The monk is hiding completely, and enemy bullets on both sides cannot get in at all. Looking at the roaring machine guns in the distance, his face is livid, and he clenches his fists angrily. If it weren't for this machine gun, everyone would have rushed out of the encirclement by now. When they heard the noise, the monk looked back and saw that it was the scholar, rolling in deftly.

"Give me the gun." The monk roared angrily. Looking at the machine gun that was still spraying fire, his eyes were on fire. He took the weapon handed over by the scholar and immediately aimed at the machine gunner. He concentrated, measured the distance, and judged the wind direction. , pulled the trigger without hesitation, the bullet slid into the barrel of the gun, making a crisp sound, and then roared out, with the anger of a monk, drawing an afterimage in the void, and fiercely knocked down the machine gunner.

A shot to the head made Monk Senleng's murderous intent even stronger. He was about to aim at other targets and continue shooting. When he saw the machine gun ringing again, he became furious. The muzzle of the gun immediately moved over and locked the new machine gunner again. The machine gunner seemed to also They found the people under the car and started shooting violently under the car.

Because of the angle, the dense bullets could only hit the ground, splashing dust and hitting the big truck. Sparks flew everywhere. The angry monk's eyes were cold and he aimed at the machine gunner again. He struck decisively and fired another shot. After a headshot, the machine gun misfired again. After waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement from the machine gun. The monk observed the battlefield.

Everyone relied on large trucks to counterattack. The enemies lying in ambush on both sides were suppressed by heavy machine guns and did not dare to fire rashly. Occasionally, those who showed up were accurately shot by others, but the threat was not eliminated. The large trucks could not be opened and there was no large truck cover. If you rush out, you will die. The enemy and we have actually reached a certain balance, and no one can do anything to the other.

Luo Zheng, who had already run up the hill, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. He was about to snipe the enemy to break his balance. Suddenly, he felt uneasy. There was a stabbing pain in the back of his head. A suffocating sense of depression came over him. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Shocked, he rolled away quickly, not seeing the danger. Luo Zheng slowly raised his head, his expression suddenly changed.

Five hundred meters away, he saw more than two hundred people rushing towards them. They were all over the mountain, each one howling. Luo Zheng's face turned cold. He quickly looked through the sniper scope and saw that they were members of the East Turkestan Movement. His heart suddenly dropped. Entering the ice cave, you forget to even breathe. Once more than two hundred people are thrown into the battlefield, those surrounded will definitely die.

"What to do?" Luo Zheng shouted in his heart, unwilling, angry, hesitant, all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart, and his thinking was a little stagnant. With so many people, how can we fight this battle? Is it really necessary to explain here today? A crushing sense of depression swept over him.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise. Luo Zheng was shocked and woke up. He felt wet all over. He gritted his teeth when he looked at the enemy who was about to rush over. His eyes showed a voluptuous red color. The arm holding the sniper rifle had veins. Bi Lu, his face was as cold as ice that could not be melted away in billions of years. He made a decision in his heart and quickly searched without hesitation. Soon, Luo Zheng found a leader who looked like a man, who was yelling something.

To capture the thief first, capture the king. Luo Zheng took a deep breath, calmed down all kinds of negative emotions, locked the target firmly, concentrated, aimed, and shot. The bullets roared out from the barrel of the gun, with Luo Zheng's endless anger and sky-high murderous intent. , screaming towards the target, drawing an afterimage of death in the void.

In the sniper scope, Luo Zheng clearly saw a splash of coquettish red. The target fell to the ground, and a large number of people gathered around him. A hint of joy appeared in his cold eyes. Luo Zheng didn't know the specific identity of the other party, and he didn't need to know. On the battlefield, On, the language of snipers is bullets, angry bullets, roaring bullets.

The sniper's bullets cannot be silenced. Luo Zheng once again locked onto a target. He looked like a small boss. He was about to shoot when he suddenly found a yellow man in the camera. Luo Zheng was startled and raised his gun head slightly to lock the target. , the target is tall, with short hair, a resolute face, wearing a camouflage short-sleeved T-shirt, and his thick arms are full of bulging muscles, which contain terrifying power.

Suddenly, Luo Zheng found something on the opponent's neck. He couldn't help but adjust the focus and took a closer look. It was a wolf head tattoo. He couldn't help but be surprised. He was immediately overjoyed. He raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the center of the opponent's eyebrows. After thinking about it, he lowered the muzzle. Aiming at the opponent's heart, for these masters, the success rate of shooting at the heart is higher than that between the eyebrows.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met each other. Luo Zheng adjusted his breathing and aimed calmly, feeling the speed and pattern of the opponent's running. There were only three hundred meters left. There was no need to consider the lead time at this distance. The wind was not strong and there was no need to consider it. , Luo Zheng entered an ethereal state, with only the target in his eyes. The sound of gunshots, explosions, and howling enemies seemed to no longer exist. All his energy and spirit were integrated with the gun.

"Phew!" Luo Zheng pulled the trigger, and the bullet roared out of the gun barrel. With all Luo Zheng's energy and strength, he let out an angry shout and rushed towards the target. Luo Zheng felt like he was being evacuated. He lay motionless on the ground, staring at the target through the sniper scope.

For a long time, the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group has been weighing on Luo Zheng's heart like a big mountain. Its powerful combat effectiveness, perverted tracking methods, and terrifying sniper skills have made Luo Zheng fearful. This time he took the initiative to attack, bringing Luo Zheng's endless Looking forward to it, until the sniper was stained red by a trace of blood mist, Luo Zheng smiled, his strength suddenly surged, his self-confidence soared, and his murderous intent burst out again.

"The Wild Wolf Mercenary Group is nothing more than that, come on." Luo Zheng roared and shouted in his heart. After killing the target with one shot, the psychological shadow disappeared. Luo Zheng burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit and decisively attacked, killing two people again. name enemy.

Any outstanding sniper would not fire twice in one place, but Luo Zheng did the opposite. Seeing the enemy's intensive firepower coming at him, the enemy even changed his direction and ran towards him, laughing. He ran away. In order to lure away this group of enemies, Luo Zheng did not hesitate to expose his position. The strategy was realized. Of course, Luo Zheng would not stay here and wait to die.

Originally Luo Zheng was not sure of realizing this tactic, but after discovering the members of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, Luo Zheng knew that as long as he succeeded in shooting, the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group would definitely pursue them with their perverted revenge mentality and encourage Dong Yi. The lucky ones followed and became cannon fodder.

Seeing the enemy screaming and rushing towards him, Luo Zheng knew that he had succeeded. He also knew that the identity of the hunted ETIM leader was not simple. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the ETIM members to not divide their troops to support them and pursue them all. See Come on, my luck is not so good. As he ran to evacuate, a trace of bitterness appeared on Luo Zheng's calm face.