Chapter 242

Around the rear of the mercenary group, Qin Fei saw a tragic scene.

In less than a minute, the siege had come to an end.

Most of the ten rebels in charge of the encirclement were killed and injured. The two sides were too close. They rushed to the rear of the position in an instant, and then were swept down by two mercenaries who turned their guns. However, the mercenaries fired all the bullets in the magazine of automatic rifles and didn't even have time to replace them. They directly took out their guns and fired.

At a distance of less than ten meters, the rebels' poor shooting skills finally came into use. Their blind shooting with little aim finally made the blind cat hit the dead mouse. One of the two mercenaries in charge of guarding the rear of the position was shot and fell to the ground, and the other was also colored on his shoulder. He climbed to the ground in pain, but he held a pistol in his hand, Bring down a rebel who rushed less than two meters in front of the position.

Click——

The pistol jammed.

The mercenary with colorful shoulders suddenly showed a look of despair in his eyes.

Finally, the two rebels raised their guns and were about to sweep the mercenaries into horse hives.

Bang Bang——

With two clear shots, the two rebels who had just raised their guns fell to the ground.

The mercenary looked at the pistol in his hand in surprise and looked forward in surprise.

In the dark, Qin Fei shouted to him in English, "I'm not a rebel. Don't shoot me."

"Thank you!" the mercenary was not a fool. It was obvious that this man had just saved his life.

Tong Tong——

As soon as the words were heard, a 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet hit the mercenary in the chest. Blood and broken meat splashed all over the ground. He didn't even have time to hum. He immediately fell to the ground and died.

"Locke!" the mercenary in charge of guarding the front roared sadly and turned back to drag Locke's body into the ditch.

Qin Fei's heart sank.

War is so ruthless that one bullet can end everything.

Tong Tong——

The armed pickup truck with a 12.7 caliber heavy machine gun saw the right time and began to attack with the remaining dozen rebels.

Qin Fei quickly lay on the ground, climbed to the ditch like a snake, turned over and rolled in.

Only one of the four mercenaries was unharmed, one was shot and injured, and two were killed.

In terms of frontal firepower, only one uninjured mercenary is still encouraging and supporting, but it has not played a big role. It is pressed by the opposite machine gun and can't lift the gun at all.

The uninjured mercenary who dragged Locke into the ditch has returned to his defensive position, while another wounded mercenary has red eyes. Ignoring that he has been shot, he endured the pain of the wound, took off Locke's tactical vest, cut open his camouflage suit with scissors, and poured all the quick-acting hemostatic powder, Another piece of chest sealing iron was torn open and stuck to it, but the 12.7 caliber bullet hit the chest. The transparent hole was the same as the sea bowl, and almost half of the chest was torn

Qin Fei pulled his arm and said in a deep voice, "it's useless. He's dead. Save some medicine..."

Each person has only one first-aid kit, which will disappear after use. The battle has to continue. Intellectually, it is more useful to leave it to the living than to the dead.

"Oh! No, no, no!" the wounded soldier still insisted. "Who says he's dead! He's not dead! He's still saved!"

Looking at the mercenary's almost crazy roar, Qin Fei knew that his friendship with the dead Locke must be very behind him. Maybe it's a teammate or partner for many years. How to persuade him won't be useful.

At this time, the mercenary who needs his help most is the one who hasn't been injured. Qin Fei secretly praised his tactical quality. Under such a dense offensive, he can still keep calm and hide when he should. When the machine gun stops a little, he immediately raises his gun to fight back, and he can actually put down one or two people.

Qin Fei carefully showed his eyes and looked at it. The armed pickup truck had reached a distance of less than 100 meters in front of the position. This was the biggest threat to himself and the mercenaries.

You have to kill it, or you won't survive.

Qin Fei checked the RPG once. After confirming that there was no mechanical failure, he gently put it on his shoulder and listened to the gunshot.

The large caliber heavy machine gun on the pickup is an old machine gun in terms of sound and firing speed.

In places like Africa, there are few advanced individual weapons available to the armed forces and rebels of various countries, most of which are old-fashioned weapons flowing here after the disintegration of country m or the former Soviet Union.

Maybe Browning's m1919a6, maybe deshka, the big deal is the old model m2.

"Later, help me suppress the fire." Qin Fei said.

The middle-aged mercenary nodded, glanced at Qin Fei, and suddenly said in Chinese in surprise, "people of Z?"

Qin Fei was also surprised. The other party's face was covered with black paint. Just now he thought he was white. Unexpectedly, he was also Chinese!

"Chinese?" Qin Fei asked.

The other party grinned and showed his white teeth: "HMM."

Raising his head in the direction of the rebel attack, the middle-aged mercenary quickly replaced a new magazine and said, "deal with these grandchildren first! Ready, one-two-three!"

As soon as the sound of machine guns stopped, Chinese mercenaries immediately raised their guns and began shooting.

He has only one vz58v, which is obviously a modified version. It has been equipped with picatini guide rail, night vision sight and metal folding butt. In order to suppress fire, he almost holds the trigger.

7.62mm bullets are swept out intensively, and the theoretical firing speed of vz58v can reach 800 rounds per minute. However, in practice, the thirty molecule bullet in the magazine can last for five seconds in the continuous firing state.

"Fuck him!"

Almost at the same time, he shouted to Qin Fei.

Qin Fei had already judged the approximate position of the armed pickup according to the sound of the machine gun, got up with the RPG and aimed immediately.

Whew——

The RPG rocket dragged the long tail of the fire, tore open the air and flew forward. Qin Fei ejected a ten meter long flame tongue behind him. Many of the dead grass on the ground were scorched yellow by the heat wave from the horn tube.

On the armed pickup truck, the rebel commander waved the ak74u all the time, constantly encouraging his subordinates.

"Kill them! Rush up! They can't hold on!"

Before his clamoring voice disappeared, his proud eyes immediately solidified in his pupils, and a rocket rushed towards him.

The pickup driver slammed on the brake and planned to open the door to escape.

The commander also had the same idea. Unfortunately, the sudden brake made him lose his center of gravity. He bumped into the iron guardrail behind the cab and knocked out a tooth directly.

The pickup truck is only 60 meters away from Qin Fei. Even if he throws a stone at this distance, Qin Fei is fully confident of hitting the other party's vehicle.

The commander got up in a panic. The RPG rocket had come in front of him

It's hopeless

The last sentence flashed through his desperate mind.

Boom——

The armed pickup bounced in place, and a huge fireball rose under the chassis, reflecting the nearby grass red.

None of the gunmen and commander on the pickup, the driver in the cab and the gunman in the co pilot could run away and blew them to pieces.