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Chapter 24: Holding the line and calling for reinforcements

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    Cheng Chong took a look and thought, "Oh no, this militant is going to do something bad."

    Sure enough, as soon as the gunfire rang out, the armed men who had walked out a few hundred meters in front stopped immediately. It was as if a pot had exploded. They clamored for a moment, and then ran towards this side like a swarm of swarms.  , that scene was almost arrogant and extremely arrogant.

    However, after all, there were some sensible people among the group of militants. One of the leading militants shouted loudly and quickly waved his hand downwards. After that, the group of militants immediately became quiet, and then began to lunge.  , slowly and cautiously advancing this way as if facing a formidable enemy.  It's just that none of them have received formal military training, so their tactical moves are all kinds of strange and unusual. At first glance, they look extremely funny.  Many people even just blindly imitate, seeing that others are like this, so they also learn to be like this.

    Cheng Chong had no intention of enjoying this very funny scene at the moment.  At this moment, he was watching every move of this group of armed men with concentration, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

    Should you continue to stay where you are and shoot directly when the time comes, or should you avoid it from a distance and then wait for an opportunity to make a sneak attack?  To fight or not to fight?  When it comes to shooting, such a close distance is indeed an ideal shooting position and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.  However, the opportunities are equal. The distance between the two sides is so close. It is not only an ideal position for one's own shooting, but also an ideal position for the enemy's shooting.

    Big profits are bound to have big risks. In this regard, battlefields and shopping malls are almost the same.

    However, at this moment, Cheng Chong was hiding in a pit five or six meters away from the militant's body. The pit was large enough for him to hide, and it was considered a natural and perfect foxhole.

    Such a good foxhole, such an excellent shooting position, just make full use of it, there is no reason to retreat before fighting!  At this moment, we are guarding the corpse of this militant and using the corpse of that militant as bait. We are not afraid that those bastards will not come over and are not fooled.

    The revolutionary seniors are good at encircling points and calling for reinforcements, and they are accurate when attacking. At this moment, I help them defend the point and call for reinforcements. This can probably be regarded as the inheritance and development of the strategies and tactics of the seniors by the younger generations.

    When Cheng Chong thought of this, a cold smile suddenly appeared on his face, his eyes were resolute, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.  He immediately moved his body, adjusted his shooting posture, then adjusted the AK47 rifle to continuous fire, and made all preparations for shooting.

    Cheng Chong knew that his marksmanship was terrible, and he was just a passing recruit at target practice.  However, at this moment, in such a good shooting location and at such a close shooting distance, Cheng Chong is very confident that he can achieve good results. I dare not say that he will always hit the mark, but it will always be better than the passing result just now!

    This time, they must defeat more than half of their enemies in one go, that bastard!  This time, I¡¯ll let you taste the bullet tearing your body apart, and let you feel the thrill of death up close.  At this moment, Cheng Chong clenched his teeth, his eyes were like lightning, and he was filled with murderous intent.

    Time passed minute by minute, and Cheng Chong watched all the movements in front of him with great nervousness.  His left hand was firmly holding the handguard of the AK47 rifle, his right hand was tightly holding the handle of the rifle, and his right index finger was firmly on the trigger, ready to hug it to the end at any time.

    In the dark night, he could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat clearly. In the wasteland, only the rushing blood in his body was surging and roaring.

    Cheng Chong¡¯s palms holding the gun were almost brimming with water, but the group of armed men still hadn¡¯t come close.  I don't know if they have realized that there is a huge danger hidden in the dark night, or because of other reasons, but they walked slowly for more than ten minutes over a distance of one or two hundred meters, and they still haven't finished walking.

    The first person to cover this distance was naturally the militant who fired the warning shot.  He was the first to catch Cheng Chong's eyes, but Cheng Chong didn't immediately send him to see their true God. What Cheng Chong wanted to catch at the moment was a big fish, and he couldn't look down on a small fish or shrimp.  Moreover, we cannot waste such a great opportunity just because of a small fish or shrimp.

    Cheng Chong held his breath and stared attentively at every move of the militant in front of him.

    But when he saw this militant leaning down, he stretched out his hand to check the nostrils of his dead companion, and then shouted to the group of companions behind him. The group of militants behind him, who were originally moving slowly, immediately quickened their pace.  In a flash, they all ran over.

    The reason why terrorists are terrorists is that they clearly knew that there was a huge danger hidden in the darkness around them, but they did not take any precautions. Instead, everyone ran over, mingling and making noises,  There was no organization, no discipline, and no division of labor.

     This is fundamentally different from the regular armed army.

    At this moment, Cheng Chong was extremely surprised and nervous. Just imagine, a large group of enemies appeared almost unprepared and very close to him, completely exposed to his gun. The exciting feeling is self-evident.  , simply unparalleled.

    And nervousness is even more inevitable, because the opportunity is extremely good and once in a lifetime, so we are extremely afraid of losing it, and extremely worried that we will not grasp it well, so that our success will fall short.

    Cheng Chong took a deep breath, paused, and tried to calm himself down as much as possible.  He slowly turned the muzzle of his gun to the left, thinking of sweeping from the left to the right of the group of militants, it would be best to resolve the battle in one go.

    Da da da¡­¡­

    The gun finally rang out, rows of bullets carrying the breath of death, carrying endless hatred and anger, as well as excitement and tension, roaring towards the group of militants in a fan-shaped shooting line, and pulled out at the muzzle of the gun.  Long tongues of fire.

    ????????????? Penetrating wounds were torn out on the bodies of the militants who were shot, forming patches of flying blood mist.  Four or five of the group of armed men fell down in response.

    But there are always surprises in everything, and details determine success or failure, especially in wars and battles.

    The AK47 rifle in Cheng Chong's hand only fired six or seven bullets, and suddenly it misfired.  Cheng Chong was shocked, anxious, and horrified for a moment. In the flash of lightning, Cheng Chong suddenly thought that when he took over the rifle, he had carefully checked the bullets in the magazine. There were not many bullets left, but he had not removed the bullets just now.  Replace it with a full magazine of live ammunition.  But it is obviously too late to change it now.

    Fortunately, after the gunfire, as four or five militants were shot and fell to the ground, everyone else immediately reacted and realized the threat of death. Like a conditioned reflex, they all fell to the ground and did not dare to move.

    There was even a daredevil who took a few steps forward and then fell forward, landing on Cheng Chong's body.

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