Chapter 676： No way to heaven, no way to earth

Chapter 667: No Way to Heaven, No Way to Earth

Lu Yu arranged the next tasks for everyone.

A platoon of rookies led by each veteran launched an offensive around the ring camp.

After all the personnel were in place, Lu Yu coldly shouted, "Ready to... open fire!"

Boom!

He Chenguang and Deng Zhenhua fired the first shots, and the bullets poured out like raindrops and swept across the sky to the cottage.

The two machine gun guards on the front post were beaten into sieves in an instant, and fell from the post.

On the other side, Wang Yanbing was also suppressing firepower.

His position is behind a rock on the high ground near Shansai.

The three secret whistles were originally occupied here, but he has killed them all.

This is an excellent view, looking down, the entire campsite has a panoramic view.

The bullets were pouring and pouring uninterruptedly, and the orange-yellow shells clanged like firecrackers, spilling all over the ground.

Thick smoke was rising everywhere in the cottage, and sparks that had been beaten in a defensive position were blowing up.

Among them, eight guards were beaten as if struck by thunder, and trembling like dancing crazily.

boom!

In the end, the ammunition box in this position was exploded by Wang Yanbing and was completely destroyed by force.

"Flush!"

Song Kaifei led his squad to roar out and launched a charge towards the camp under the mountain.

All the recruits following the veteran were extremely nervous.

This is the real battlefield. The dead are real, and the bullets are real.

One who is not careful will be concentrated by stray bullets, and the dead body will be on the spot.

However, the more this time came, the less they were nervous and afraid, because they had already rushed to the stockade.

In the usual countless exercises, they almost formed muscle memory. Seeing the guards running out of the cottage, they subconsciously began to counterattack.

The bullet bang bang bang, greet the past heartily!

Yang Junyu and Shi Dafan launched an assault from the rear of the camp and marched in all the way.

Just as they charged towards, a team of mercenaries rushed upstairs on the stilts.

Seeing their embarrassed appearance, they probably want to escape. After all, they are just doing things with money, not really betraying Phra Song.

Seeing that the camp was surrounded by the attack, they didn't plan to stay, and evacuated outside immediately.

I'm so dead, I actually bumped into Yang Junyu and the others here.

The two sides immediately exchanged fire.

In order to escape the stockade, this mercenary team also struggled.

One by one, they rushed out with their weapons, even if someone was knocked down constantly, they still charged stubbornly, without any intention to stop.

Shi Dafan finished shooting the bullet in the gun, leaned over and lay on the ground, shouting, "Grenade, hurry!"

Upon hearing the order, the recruits who followed him immediately took out the grenade and threw it out, and then all fell on the ground.

Before it exploded, Shi Dafan put on a magazine, stood up and continued to charge with Yang Junyu and others.

Several mercenaries were thrown out by grenades.

The other companions hurried back to avoid being affected.

Then, before the rest of these people took a few steps back, Shi Dafan had already rushed out of the smoke with someone, and swept away unceremoniously.

After this battle, basically this team was wiped out, and everyone was lying in a pool of blood.

They stared and stared.

I don't understand where this group of people who appeared suddenly came out of?

"How about it, you can't win the fight?" Shi Dafan asked Yang Junyu and the others with a laugh.

"Hey, that's cool!"

La Qiangdong yelled heartily, "It's really hard to beat and win. It feels like nothing at all! Hahaha!"

Shi Dafan laughed similarly: "Then continue to rush with me and go!"

In addition to them, other offensive troops also rushed into the cottage from all directions.

The defense system in the camp was vulnerable to a blow, and a huge gap was instantly torn apart.

All the firepower of the position did not play an absolute advantage, and they were disrupted by He Chenguang and Deng Zhenhua who were sniping in the distance.

Then, the team that was rushed in was devastated and killed!

Coupled with Wang Yanbing's strong firepower suppression, they were unable to form an effective counterattack.

Often the team was just formed, and before it worked, it was destroyed by stormy bullets.

At this moment, inside the stilted bamboo building in Yingzhai.

Listening to the earth-shattering noise from outside the stockade, Phra Song, the leader, turned around anxiously.

"What about people? Who can tell me, when will the special people come!?"

Phra Song Kangdang broke a cup and roared again and again.

The men behind him trembled with fear and trembling: "The eldest master and the second master have passed on a message. They are assembling a team and it will take at least an hour to arrive... However, they can send a helicopter first, but it will take half an hour. "

"Half an hour? Lao Tzu's lair has been served long ago!"

Passon slammed his fist on the table: "These two bastards, unfilial sons! Are you here to give me funeral?"

As he was talking, there was another bang outside the house.

The two guards were scorched and scorched, smashed the door and flew into the room, crushing the tables and chairs.

Phra Song was shocked, and his pale face yelled, "No! Waiting longer, I will lose my head...Go! Go quickly, you **** me out!"

With an order, a personal guard from Phra Song gathered to protect him from the house, and quickly fled towards the back mountain.

However, at this time, the camp was besieged in all directions, and it was completely closed to fight dogs.

It can be said that there is no way to the sky, no way to the earth!

Pa Song couldn't escape at all when he wanted to escape, so he didn't take a few steps before being intercepted by Zheng Sanpao and his team.

Phra Song immediately let people attack and break through, and he panicked and hid behind the team.

However, there are only 30 of them, and Zheng Sanpao has a total of 40 or 50 well-trained players.

As soon as the two sides contacted, Phrasong's guards were wiped out.

The gap is too great.

To Zheng Sanpao and the others, these guys are a mob, and they are not opponents at all.

Just solve it in twos or twos!

Phrasong yelled and yelled amidst the flying bullets crawling around on the ground, worse than a clown.

However, because the camps are all stilted buildings, there is a gap under each house, which makes it easy for Phra Song to travel underneath.

But this guy was also unlucky, just as he crawled over from under a house, he ran into another team of people.

The two teams looked at Phrasong in a playful manner, crawling around on the ground like a tortoise.

Seeing this guy retracted his head and wanted to escape, Zheng Sanpao and another team member rushed up, grabbed his leg and dragged it out.

"Don't move!" A gun was placed on his forehead.

"The hero is forgiving! The hero is forgiving..."

Phrasong was so frightened in a cold sweat that he kept begging for mercy: "I won't move, you guys don't move! Be careful, don't wipe the gun, don't make the fire!"

(End of this chapter)