Chapter 686

Stay on the roof and die!

In Qin Fei's heart, tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran madly, leaving only a thin ground.

Crow mouth!

What a crow's mouth!

Why are those militia suddenly smart!?

Just now I laughed at them for not knowing how to make full use of the equipment in their hands. Now, whatever they say, they immediately greeted them with mortars.

100mm mortar shells kept falling from the sky and exploded around the small buildings, but those who hit the buildings bent their fingers. Most of them fell about 20 meters around the buildings where Qin Fei and others were hiding.

A few shells that hit the building collapsed a corner of the house. Qin Fei could feel the violent vibration when crawling on the ground.

Fortunately, no shells directly hit the roof, otherwise the killing range of 100 mortar shells can reach 50 meters. Even if lying down can get some safety dead corners, the shock wave generated by the explosion alone is enough for Qin Fei to drink a pot.

Sniper Leng xuanmo is also at another place on the roof. When he hears Qin Fei's warning, he also lies on the ground.

Qin Fei and the ghost shouted to him as they climbed: "go into the building! Go into the building!"

Leng xuanmo creeps low and wants to get close to Qin Fei quickly. A shell falls on the place where he originally hid and directly blasts the brick fence more than one meter high on the roof into slag.

The thick smoke and dust will cover the cold air in an instant, and people will disappear in the black smoke in an instant.

"Little cold!"

Qin Fei turned his head and risked his life to climb towards Leng xuanmo.

The broken bricks and stones almost buried Leng xuanmo. Qin Fei grabbed his tactical vest shoulder strap and pulled him out of the messy ruins.

However, Qin Fei soon noticed that Leng xuanmo's face was covered with blood.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?"

Qin Fei doesn't care to check Leng xuanmo's injury in such a place. In case of another shell bombing, I'm afraid no one can leave alive.

Dragging Leng xuanmo back to the corridor, Qin Fei turned him over and held Leng xuanmo's face covered with mud and blood.

"He's all right." the ghost squatted aside, looked at Leng xuanmo and said, "there's still breathing. The blood is just scratched by shrapnel. Just go back and sew a few stitches. The man has a little scar, which is more handsome."

Qin Fei asked, "how do you know he's not dead?"

Now it's dark. Qin Fei can only see Leng xuanmo's face from the night vision mirror. Before he can check it, the ghost can determine the result only by looking at it.

"Experience, if you often encounter this situation, you don't need to check. Just listen and you can know that he is not dead. His breathing is sound and uniform," said the ghost.

Qin Fei touched Leng xuanmo's pulse and breathed again. As expected, it was exactly the same as what the ghost said. He was worried. He checked his body again and found no new wounds. Except for the scratch on his face, everything was intact,

Boom——

A shell fell on the roof again, and the explosion directly opened a half meter square hole on the roof.

"The third floor is unsafe!" Qin Fei reached out and patted Leng xuanmo's face: "wake up! We're leaving here!"

After being slapped by Qin Fei, Leng xuanmo suddenly sat up from his arms, looking around with a nervous look and a little frightened.

"There are shells..."

"I know, it blew up and didn't kill you!" Qin Fei pushed him, "you're okay!"

Leng xuanmo suddenly exclaimed, "my eyes! My eyes... Can't see!"

"Don't move!" Qin Fei grabbed Leng xuanmo, took out the kettle, poured some water in his palm, then pushed Leng xuanmo's night vision mirror back to the cuttlefish dry guide rail and washed near his eyes and wound.

"You're not blind! Don't worry, it's just blood in your eyes!"

Hearing Qin Fei's words, Leng xuanmo was relieved at last.

"Your first time in actual combat?" Qin Fei asked.

Leng xuanmo nodded, shook his head, and suddenly looked up at Qin Fei: "is it a real battle to escort, intercept pirates and rescue hostages at sea?"

Qin Fei lost his smile.

This can indeed be said to count, nor can it be said to count in the strict sense.

Actual combat is always the only standard to test the real strength of soldiers. If special forces are a good piece of steel, then actual combat is a process of repeatedly forging until they become sharp knives.

Leng xuanmo didn't experience the actual combat with too high intensity, especially the real infantry cluster attack. When the shell falls on your side, you wake up after being knocked unconscious. Anyone will have this slightly panic mood.

"Boy, it's good for you to have the opportunity for your army leaders to send you more to participate in real combat." the ghost said, "it's all right. Let's go to the second floor. It's estimated that we'll be finished with a few more shells on the third floor."

Ghost is a veteran who has participated in numerous high-intensity actual battles and even positional battles. In front of him, Leng xuanmo's reaction is too normal.

The three walked along the stairs to the second floor. Wang Dongcheng and Ge Qiming, the medical guard, were lying behind the wall scolding their mother.

"Fuck, why didn't you think mortars were so fierce before? Lao Ge, do you think this thing is made in the Soviet Union or the United States?"

"Shit, it's so powerful. I guess it's made by the Soviet Union. The caliber of the Soviet system is more than 100mm. The general system is 120 caliber. I think the explosion power just now is 120."

"I feel like an American 107 caliber..."

"Whatever the fuck's caliber, it's a good caliber if it doesn't blow me up. It's a rotten caliber if it blows me up..."

"What are you two doing?" the ghost squatted on the ground and looked at the two Jiaolong players.

Wang Dongcheng pointed to the window. It turned out that a big hole had been opened there, and the whole window became a "door" that could drive into a car.

"I almost killed us just now."

While talking, Wang Dongcheng patted his helmet and a pile of sand fell on it.

"When being bombed by mortar, it's best to stand next to the structural beam, such as the corner, etc. don't hide directly behind the wall, otherwise you can be buried if it collapses."

The ghost said, lying on the ground, climbed to the hole, took out the monocular observer and looked out.

"Trouble, they have begun to attack while shelling."

"Old fish!" the ghost shouted downstairs, "someone is approaching and hold the position of the machine gun."

As soon as the voice fell, the deshka heavy machine gun in charge of the old fish downstairs began to shout happily.

"No, we have to get out of here. The building will collapse if it gets some more shells." the ghost said, "we have to move, or we will die."

"Follow me!" said the ghost, turning around and running to the first floor.

Everyone followed.

On the first floor, Jin Donghai and Lao Yu kept their machine gun positions, constantly jerking the militia approaching here.

"We're getting out of here!" cried the ghost.

"I agree!" Lao Yu, who has rich experience in the battlefield, turned to Jin Donghai and said, "after sweeping this batch, suppress their offensive and leave immediately!"

"They can't get through. We have heavy machine guns." Jin Donghai gave some red eyes.

"It's no use! In front of the warped artillery, the machine gun is a fart!" the old fish said, "before they adjust the shooting parameters, we must go! Otherwise we'll be shot later!"

Before the voice fell, a artillery shell fell outside the corner where the old fish hid.

The blast washed in all the dust and sundries outside the house. The old fish was pushed three meters away and hit the wall.