Chapter 250

Two new trucks and an armed pickup truck appeared on the road, and the rebel follow-up troops arrived.

The M1 heavy machine gun mounted on the pickup completely broke Qin Fei's idea of robbing the car. Let alone that he couldn't look up now. Even if he was lucky enough to avoid bullets flying from him, it was useless to rush into the truck.

Under the powerful fire of M1 heavy machine gun, this antique Soviet made ural truck is simply a toy made of paper. The 12.7mm warhead can directly hit the rear baffle of the bedside car, then penetrate the carriage board, and finally beat the people in the cab into a pile of rotten meat.

This is not the AK-47 in the hands of those black guys. Although the M1 model is old, its firing speed is not fast, and it gets stuck from time to time, it is old and firm. It's not easy to deal with a truck. After all, its caliber determines its power.

At the moment, Qin Fei was lying in the pit, and many gravel, wood chips and gravel splashed by warheads fell on him. He felt the approaching of death for the first time.

It's desperate.

Qin Fei couldn't help regretting that he was only a little short.

He unloaded the magazine and looked. There were half the bullets left in it. Plus, there were two loaded magazines in his tactical vest. This was his last capital.

Once it's all gone, you'll have to die.

The rebels have added dozens of reinforcements. Their shooting skills are still so bad. They suddenly charge while shooting indiscriminately with guns, but they have always strictly followed the same tactical principle, always spread to both wings, and then tried to encircle their enemies. Once the encirclement is successful, they will shoot at the target from different angles.

Qin Fei tried to shoot while the M1 heavy machine gun stopped, but this sporadic counterattack could not completely stop the influx of black rebels.

Old fish and Thor couldn't do anything. They were 40 meters away from Qin Fei and couldn't lift their heads under the pressure of dense bullets and roaring rockets.

Qin Fei suddenly felt that the general quality of these rebel commanders was very high. Although their individual quality was very poor, they knew how to do the best fire suppression.

Even if they didn't have night vision equipment, they still ordered their subordinates to launch RPG rockets at Qin Fei and Lao Yu, so as to strengthen their firepower.

It seems that war can really train people. Even without systematic training and military command teaching, these rebels who can survive as officers are elites who have survived various civil wars. They are not crazy people with manic eyes and no command art, but people who have an extremely thorough understanding of the principles of field and jungle operations in Africa.

Really dying?

Qin Fei flashed the idea for the first time, because at the moment he had no chance to turn over unless a miracle happened.

He felt the last grenade on the tactical vest. After considering that he had run out of bullets, he thought about whether to find a chance to rush out and pull several guys on the road together.

He did not understand why he had such a crazy heroic complex in his bones, nor why he thought of this step. He could only attribute all this to his training in the reconnaissance force.

Boom——

The armed pickup truck parked on the road and shooting wildly all the time was suddenly blown up in a fire, and debris and corpses were splashed everywhere.

The old fish raised his head and looked at the scene in amazement.

He didn't react at once. What's going on?

Did those black guys blow up their car with grenades?

However, this explosion is obviously not what a grenade can do.

Then, Qin Fei, lying in the pit, heard a strange sound of "Fu Fu" from the treetop. Qin Fei seemed to have heard this sound in his consciousness. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He quickly curled up and lay down at the bottom of the pit.

It was the sound of a mortar shell flying, and judging from the rapidity of the sound, it had reached the top of the forest, that is, above its own head, perhaps less than 20 meters away.

Sure enough, a fireball exploded more than 20 meters away from Qin Fei.

More than a dozen rebels immediately screamed, and some were directly pushed out by the air wave, hit a tree and died.

From the perspective of explosion power, the caliber of this mortar shell is not large, perhaps only about 60-80mm, but the explosion range is also about 10m, which is enough for those black brothers to have a good drink.

Qin Fei did not dare to move. He knew the firing principle of mortars. The first gun must be proofreading the design. Once the landing point is correct, the next will be the rapid firing of the example.

His guess was right, and soon he heard the sound of the rotation of the tail wing of mortar shells cutting through the air.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

After several rounds of shells, there was a cheerful sound of machine guns.

It is not the dull "Tongtong" sound emitted by the 12.7mm large caliber M1, but the serious 7.62mm crisp machine gun sound.

He ventured to seep his head out of the pit and found that the rebel soldiers were retreating in a collective, flustered and disorganized. It was obvious that their commander had seen God and no one would be so noisy.

Qin feiduan put down the rebels in the back with a gun and turned to look in the direction of old fish.

He knew that it must not be the old fish to save himself, but the reinforcements arrived, but he didn't know who the reinforcements were.

On the highway, two badger wheeled infantry armored vehicles came slowly from a distance. There were two 7.62 machine guns on the roof of this vehicle. At this time, they were running the flame and playing happily.

The armored vehicle stopped at the side of the road. The armored door in the front right opened. More than a dozen heavily armed mercenaries wearing 511 tactical pants and camouflage short sleeves, Kevlar helmets and night vision goggles got off one after another. Some established a defense line, some occupied favorable terrain, and snipers rushed to the armored vehicle to find cover and began sniping.

Revitalization is orderly and clearly well trained.

"Old fish!"

A middle-aged mercenary with a beard, who looked like the head of the team, shouted to the woods, "we've come to save you."

Old fish didn't take care of the beard, but rushed to Qin Fei for the first time.

"Qin Fei, are you okay?"

"It's all right, I can't die." Qin Fei shook the earth from the pit and climbed up, "life is big."

"Your boy is really crazy!" old fish couldn't help laughing when he saw Qin Fei was all right. "You're crazy, but I like it. It seems that our army has successors for so many years."

Qin Fei smiled and didn't answer. Did he tell Lao Yu that he was a murderer?

have qualified successors?

"Who are they?" Qin Fei changed the subject. "It seems that they saved us."

"They are clowns, and we are employed by the same company." old fish's face sank and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at the beard coming towards him.

"Vincent! You son of a bitch!" Thor rushed from nowhere and, like an angry football player, directly hugged the waist, raised the beard and fell hard on the mud.