Chapter 1121

As soon as Mister's voice fell, he heard several explosions outside the door.

Then, as he expected, several grenades also rolled into the living room on the first floor.

The guerrillas took the opportunity to launch an offensive.

Mister had to return to the kitchen.

Boom——

Boom——

After several explosions in succession, Mister felt that the walls of the kitchen were shaking. The sound was deafening and dizzy.

The key now is not to let these guys rush into the house. Mister doesn't know whether Qin Fei has hit the guerrillas on the roof thirty or forty meters away with a grenade. He doesn't have time to think about it.

If Qin Fei misses, he will go back to the second floor and find another way to escape. He is besieged by many people indoors. Even if you have three heads and six arms, it is difficult to hold. The enemy is not a fool. He won't rush over like a fool and be your target. They will use all explosives against themselves.

Mister shot the first guerrilla who rushed into the room, but immediately outside the window, several FARC guerrillas with AK-47 fired wildly inside. The dense bullet rain forced mister to retreat behind the wall temporarily.

Obviously, these guerrillas have gained rich battlefield experience in the exchange of fire with government forces all year round. They know that the number of people in the house is several times less than themselves. As long as they dare to rush, they can definitely kill the people inside.

Under the command of a veteran, several guerrillas rushed into the room from the front door when Mister had just returned to the back of the kitchen wall.

Mister shouted to the second floor, "Qin, the first floor has been broken through. I'm going to run!"

He didn't even have a chance to go up to the second floor. When he went up to the second floor, he had to come out of the kitchen and run up the stairs one meter away from the door. Now there are enemies in the living room. As long as he rises, he will be shot.

Unfortunately, the grenade has been taken away by Qin Fei. Mister now regrets that if he has a grenade, he can kill at least a few enemies in the living room. Even if he can't kill a few, he can delay their action.

The kitchen is very narrow. The houses in Colombia may have run away, so they are empty.

Mister ran to the window behind the kitchen, jumped on the stove and stepped on the window.

Unexpectedly, the window is surrounded by thumb thick iron pillars. Perhaps because the security here is not good, this anti-theft iron fence is added outside the wooden window.

Even if you sweep with a gun, you can't beat so many thick iron fences.

"Fark!"

Mister was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The danger was imminent. He could almost hear the sound of people in the living room stepping on the sand and debris on the ground as they slowly moved towards the kitchen.

Cold sweat came down his back.

Do you really want to die here?

He soon calmed down. The more critical he is, the calmer he must be, otherwise the chance of survival will be smaller.

He put away the mp5a5 submachine gun, pulled out Glock 18, walked slowly to the kitchen door and hid behind the wall.

Now he has only one choice, that is, hold him when the first guerrilla soldier comes in, and then use him as a meat shield or a hostage. Although he doesn't know whether an ordinary guerrilla soldier can let others throw a mouse repellent, Mister remembers that there is a corridor on the other side of the kitchen, where there may be a back door.

Even if you are not sure, you must give it a go.

There may be a one percent chance to fight. If you don't fight, you don't even have a chance.

He had thought of the worst situations, including whether he would be swept into a horse nest with the hostages after he took the hostages, but the other party must have something like grenades. He could take one person and throw his grenades into the living room, even if all the guerrilla soldiers were at the door of the kitchen, Mister also throws grenades at his feet.

It is obviously risky to do so.

However, in times of crisis, there seem to be few choices.

He has planned that after the grenade is thrown, he can use the hostages as a shield to block all the fragments. At most, the air waves and sound waves generated by the explosion will make him suffer some crime or even injury, which is better than losing his life.

Having decided to play hard, Mister felt a cold sweat in his palm. He tried to shield his breath for fear that people outside the door would hear his voice.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a black barrel. From the shape of the crosshair retainer, it was the barrel of an AK-47 assault rifle.

Here comes the chance!

He waited for the unlucky man to enter the room and carry out his plan immediately.

god bless !

He prayed to himself.

Suddenly, there was a dense gunfire in the living room, followed by screams.

After a few seconds, everything calmed down.

Mister looked out through the crack of the door again, but he didn't see the barrel.

"Lao MI, where are you?"

Qin Fei's voice suddenly came from the living room.

"Falk! You bastard!" Mister was overjoyed and came out of the kitchen scolding rude words.

Sure enough, Qin Fei was standing in the living room, and the M4A1 carbine in his hand was still steaming.

"Why didn't you tell me when you got it!"

"If I shout so loudly, I will disturb the people who besiege you. They know I'm walking around behind them from upstairs. I'm afraid it will take some effort to kill them." Qin Fei said lightly while checking the guerrillas in the living room and replenishing the guns for the undead.

"You almost scared me to death! I thought I was going to lose my life here!" he suddenly pointed to the kitchen and said, "that damn kitchen, there are iron bars outside the window. I was trapped here!"

"It's all right, your life is big." Qin Fei threw away the M4A1 carbine with almost the same bullets, picked up a relatively new AK-47, checked the lower gun and barrel, and then collected ammunition.

"Let's go. The people upstairs opposite have been taken care of," Qin Fei said.

"You got it all done by yourself?" Mister was surprised.

Qin Fei said, "most of them were killed, and the rest were killed by Connor opposite."

"They're done over there?"

"Well, it's done. We'll search around to see if there's any missing," Qin Fei said.

Mister nodded and followed Qin Fei. They searched around buildings one by one until they finally reached the roof of the house with the most guerrillas.

At this time, blood flowed everywhere on the roof, and the blood from the wounds of the dead and injured guerrillas gathered into a stream and flowed everywhere.

"This guy is not dead yet." Mister kicked away the assault rifle next to the body of a FARC guerrilla, trying to replenish the gun.

Qin Fei stopped him and said, "forget it, leave some alive for the police and see who it is."

"Who else can dare to attack the British Embassy motorcade here, except the guerrilla armed forces and drug lords?" Mister disdained. "These guys should weigh their weight. They shouldn't find us this time!"

"If Garcia takes such a risk and sends someone to attack us, I'm afraid he'll jump over the wall." Qin Fei frowned and thought: "I guess he knows we're coming. He's afraid we'll raid their camp in the jungle. He also knows that we're not ordinary soldiers, so he just risks an ambush for us. It's best to kill us. If he can't, he also wants to slow down our progress."

He raised his head, looked at Mister and said, "Lao MI, it seems that we need to act as soon as possible."

"Don't you need to deploy?" Mister asked.

"Michelle's people have been deployed here for a long time, and the intelligence collection work has been completed. What we have to do is a battle plan. It's easy to make it in an hour."

"You mean we'll do it tomorrow?" asked Mister.

Qin Fei shook his head: "no, tonight, before dawn, start right away! Garcia and FARC were caught off guard. They certainly didn't expect us to take action immediately after being ambushed. Maybe they are still waiting for their people in the jungle camp to report the results to themselves."

Suddenly a sharp siren sounded in the distance.

Qin Fei looked in the direction of the sound. On the road in the distance, a police car fleet flashing blue and red lights came here.

"The police are always late..." he thought.

Mister snorted coldly: "Qin, I've been to Colombia before. Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't trust any officials and police here. It's sometimes difficult to distinguish between soldiers and thieves. No one knows whether people wearing police uniforms during the day will come home at night to contact the guerrilla organizations he supports or the drug dealers who keep him. Can Colombia's anti-government guerrillas provide them with information For so many years, drug dealers can cut and grow like weeds, which is not without reason. "

"Well, it seems that we'd better tell them what we're going to do later at the last moment." Qin Fei thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "maybe we can take other measures to prevent the emergence of internal ghosts..."

He suddenly remembered comolo's action. That time, he told everyone the final destination at the last moment. When everyone thought it was to go to Gary's fief, he finally raided the palace on the main island.

It was a very successful strategy to hide behind the scenes. This time, Qin Fei decided to draw gourds as usual.

They went downstairs. The police had arrived at the scene. Heavily armed police surrounded and blocked the nearby blocks. The fire on the two Land Rover SUVs hit had been put out on the street. Michelle squatted next to the car with charred bodies in front of her.

"This is..." Qin Fei went to Michelle's side. The body had been burned into black charcoal and couldn't see its true face.

But it's probably the bodies of Bel and major Gerald.

After Qin Fei jumped out, the RPG rocket hit Land Rover. When it exploded, Qin Fei didn't see any living people escape.

"It's bell and Gerrard..." Michelle stood up, looked around and said, "the police have taken over here. Let's go to the base."

"Good. I'll have a car with you later. I'll talk to you about something." Qin Fei decided to seize the time to discuss his plan with Michelle.

Now, Qin Fei is most concerned about whether the ghost team and unit 203 and unit 3 have been in place.

Once these people are in place, together with their own Raven team of X mercenary regiment and mi17 action members, they are still very sure to raid the camp and rescue Morris.