Chapter 751

"Old fish, what's going on over there?"

Bypassing the rebel pickup truck with a burst tire, Qin Fei breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

I have to say, it was really dangerous just now.

South Sudan is known as the "national language Museum of Africa". Although it has been colonized by the empire that never sets the sun, the official language is English, but most tribes have their own languages. Therefore, the scope of use of most languages is narrow, and the number of users is only thousands. The larger national languages include Dinka, nuville, Zambian German and kirmodo, The common language of each tribe is "Juba Arabic" mixed with various dialects and slang.

There are many kinds of languages that ordinary people can't learn. When the rebel officer greeted him just now, he said Turkish, which he couldn't understand at all.

In fact, when passing by iko'an, this confused rebel officer is a fool. If he recognizes Qin Fei, he will definitely die on the spot, because Qin Fei has a loaded Glock 17 pistol on his thigh, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"We're going well. We can get to Baiji town in five kilometers." the old fish responded quickly. "It seems that we're lucky tonight. We only met a rebel team here, which was handled by us."

"We still have five kilometers left," Qin Fei said. "But we're driving now. It's estimated that we'll arrive earlier than you."

"Old fish, I was scared to death just now." Zhao Xin couldn't help interrupting in the channel. "I realized what a real war is tonight."

"Hahaha! You're still young. Learn more from Qin Fei." old fish teased Zhao Xin: "did you pee your pants for the first time?"

Zhao Xin blushed.

Qin Fei said with a smile, "he killed a woman in order to protect himself. He almost couldn't shoot after that."

"Then shot?" the old fish asked.

"I shot and killed several machine gunners." Qin Fei said, "it seems that the first level has survived."

"Monday, where are you now?" old fish suddenly began to call Monday.

Monday hair shouted in the headset: "we just took off soon, it's estimated to take half an hour. When you arrive, we're almost there. Don't worry, I'm never late on Monday!"

Before Qin Fei could reply, a familiar sound of deshka machine gun suddenly came from the back of the car. The car made a burst of noise. Then, the rear window of the car broke instantly, and a bullet hole appeared on the windshield.

The two people in the car were suddenly in a cold sweat.

The bullet went through the rear window from the back and then through the front windshield. It must be a large caliber machine gun.

Qin Fei remembered that there was a deshka heavy machine gun behind the stolen pickup truck. Now he had to use fire to suppress the pursuers behind him. Since they began to chase themselves, the news must have spread all over the rebel camp.

If we don't get to Baiji town quickly, I'm afraid there will be a large rebel force behind us.

"There are enemies behind!" Qin Fei turned to Zhao Xin and said, "come here, you drive, I'll go behind!"

Zhao Xin climbed over and took the steering wheel. Qin Fei picked up the mk11mod0 sniper rifle, drilled out of the window and climbed into the carriage.

The back of the pickup truck was covered with loess and dust.

In the rear, several lights shot at themselves through the night.

"Old fish, send it on Monday. We're in trouble. There's a pursuer!"

With that, Qin Fei came to the deshka machine gun with his waist. He checked the gun and found that there was no problem. There was a box full of bullets in the bomb box.

Seizing the grip of the machine gun, Qin Fei pulled the gun, loaded the bullet, and then fired at the car behind him.

The nearest vehicle to Qin Fei is 50 meters away.

However, the deshka machine gun uses 12.7mm large caliber bullets. Although the firing speed of this old Soviet made heavy machine gun is only 600 rounds per minute, it is very powerful.

After only one continuous shot, the engine of the pickup truck that was chasing the most vigorously suddenly emitted white smoke, and the windshield was full of bullet holes.

The chasing pickup truck suddenly looked like a drunken drunk, staggering out for more than ten meters, and finally drove down the hillside and into the dense shrubs. There was no sound except a loud noise.

"Fun!"

Qin Fei laughed.

Using the heavy machine gun originally used to deal with light armored targets to deal with pickups is really killing chickens with an ox knife.

Now Qin Fei doesn't worry. Anyway, it's right to drive towards Beiji town. As long as there are pursuers in the back, he will use deshka machine guns to deal with them.

There is another point that makes Qin Fei very relieved.

Before departure, Qin Fei collected a lot of intelligence information about the rebels in South Sudan through victor and Yuri. According to the data, the rebels in South Sudan are difficult to guarantee even basic ammunition in war. Usually, they only send two magazines, that is, 60 bullets, and they will stop work and return to their stronghold.

Since we are so poor, of course there will be no such advanced thing as a helicopter.

Helicopters are hard to deal with. Qin Fei is most afraid of helicopters.

If only the front and rear vehicles shoot at each other, Qin Fei is confident that with his own shooting skills, he can certainly suppress those pursuers and let them come and die. Even without the deshka heavy machine gun, the mk11mod0 sniper rifle in his hand is enough for them to drink a pot.

Once entering the town of Baiji, the UH-1 helicopter carrying his heavy firepower team sent on Monday will come to pick up, and the two UH-1 helicopters provided by Victor are also hung with ground attack rockets, which is enough to clean up a wave of rebel troops.

"Qin Fei! How's your situation? Do you need us to pick you up?" old fish asked Qin Fei in his earphone.

Qin Fei said, "it's all right. Several fleas came and killed one. Now the others don't dare to catch up."

The pickup truck that rushed down the mountain after being hit may have really frightened the rebels behind. Several other pickup trucks seem to have stopped and did not continue to pursue Qin Fei.

"Be careful, boy!" the old fish reminded, "in the battlefield, the most proud time may be the time of bad luck, ha ha ha!"

Qin Fei had a bad feeling when he heard the croaking laughter of the old fish and crows.

Shit, every time the best time, as long as Kun guesses the crow's mouth, something must happen.

I hope the old fish is not a crow's mouth

Qin Fei prayed silently at the bottom of his heart.

"Boss! Something's wrong!"

Suddenly, Yuri appeared on the channel.

Qin Fei immediately frowned and slapped his hand on his cheek.

Yuri is responsible for logistics support and monitoring. If he says something wrong, it must be good.

It seems that those who get close to Zhu are red and those who get close to ink are black. Old fish and Kun guess have become crow mouths.

"Fuck him!"

Qin Fei couldn't help scolding himself.