Lin Rui seemed to have expected that the opponent would use his opportunity to change the magazine to fight back. He immediately made a thrilling evasive move and jumped to the side. His whole body was sliding down the high slope like a slide. I quickly changed the magazine while sliding down.
Aka's shot was slightly crooked, but he didn't care at all. "Click!" With a sound, the sniper rifle was ejected, pushed, and raised again. The whole movement was done smoothly and smoothly, not only without any cumbersomeness, but also reflecting Aka's good psychological quality. When Lin Rui slid down from the height and stood up, Aka had already aimed at him again.
However, the shot was deflected again, because a black shadow rushed up from the distance, and with a silent wave of his hand, a sharp black dagger flew out and stabbed Aka's wrist accurately. Not to mention that if his wrist was crooked, even if it was just a little shake, the accurate point would be tilted a thousand miles away. The shot hit the soil slope next to Lin Rui, and a cloud of smoke was blown out of the dry soil slope. That black shadow was Zhao Jianfei. He was running from the other side. While shooting to suppress the rebels, he used his other hand to throw a flying knife at Aka.
"You're welcome, but please focus on me." Zhao Jianfei looked at Lin Rui and mocked lightly. Lin Rui reluctantly extended his thumb to him, then leaned next to Zhao Jianfei and shot to the other side. Zhao Jianfei whispered through the communicator, "It's almost done. Peng Lefeng will send out smoke bombs to cover up and keep them in chaos for a while."
Qin Fen and Peng Lefeng used rifle grenades from a high place and fired two smoke bombs downwards. This yellow phosphorus smoke grenade uses pyrotechnic technology combined with an aerial explosion to create a wide range of chemical smoke in the air through a chemical reaction.
When the smoke bomb is launched into the target area, the fuze detonates the explosive in the explosive tube, and the bomb shell explodes, throwing the yellow phosphorus of the smoke agent into the air. As soon as the yellow phosphorus encounters the air, it immediately burns by itself, continuously producing Thick smoke billows. Multiple bullets fired in unison will form "walls of smoke", blocking the enemy's sight and creating favorable combat opportunities for your own army.
The rebel transport team, which was already in panic, became even more panicked when its line of sight was blocked. He would just hide behind the smoke screen and fire aimlessly.
Aka hid behind the truck and reluctantly pulled out the dagger that almost pierced his wrist. Watching the people around him fall one after another, the anger he felt at the initial attack suddenly turned into a kind of fear. However, he responded quickly and did not lose his mind despite the anger and fear. He immediately stood up and shouted sternly, "The opponent has been prepared for a long time. The situation is not good for us. Everyone retreat! Try to protect the goods and return from the original route!" "
These rebels immediately started to retreat in two trucks under the cover of armed pickup trucks. After all, the road ahead had been cut off, and the opponent's sudden attack had completely disrupted their deployment. It now seems that protecting the cargo during evacuation is the most conservative and safest approach. Fortunately, their transport truck was not damaged. The rebels jumped on the truck one after another, started the truck, and fired indiscriminately while evacuating. When the smoke cleared, only a dozen corpses and bullet casings scattered on the ground were left.
Zhao Jianfei smiled and said, "Well done, everyone came down to clean the battlefield. Pack up and take away all the rebel weapons, ammunition, and shell casings. This is the best prop to frame General Demby." The team members used their fastest speeds After packing up, they started to evacuate with weapons and ammunition. They have to rush back to the town of Peralta within half an hour to launch the second attack on the arms dealer Bruce.
The moonlight, which should have been calm, was contaminated by the bunches of neon lights in the city and became impetuous. The late night that should have been silent became bustling due to the impetuous crowd. The wind, which should have been as gentle as water, was disturbed by the bustling rhythm and became frantic. This small African town that was supposed to be a paradise has long since become a place of complete indulgence and depravity due to the bloody diamond trade and lawless arms dealers.
Many areas in Africa don¡¯t even have access to clean water. But at this moment, Bruce, the big arms dealer, was sitting peacefully in a corner of the bar, calmly drinking expensive red wine. He didn't like the place, but he would come here for a drink every time he came to Peralta. Because he really enjoys the way other people look at him, which is a complicated emotion. Fear, awe, envy, even adoration.
The Bruce Army¡¯s fire trade here is a myth, and he himself is the protagonist of the myth, at least many people think so.
Bruce took a sip of wine and said calmly, "Aren't they here yet?"
"Not yet, sir." The bodyguard behind him whispered, "You know General Demby's people are never very punctual."
Bruce snorted coldly, "Never mind, if you miss the trading time. According to the rules, the price of this batch of goods will be increased by one percent, and every hour will be counted as an hour."
¡°Sir, Dumby Zulu is oursA regular customer, and his Free Liberation Alliance is currently gaining momentum. "The bodyguard whispered.
"So what? There are so many warlords in Santuac. Today he is still a general, tomorrow he may be a consul with sole power, and the day after tomorrow he may be a prisoner. But no matter how his role changes, he will He can't do without us, if he doesn't have the support of arms, he's nothing." Bruce sneered. "However, that is to say, General Demby is a notoriously repetitive person, and having a quarrel with him will not be good for business."
While Bruce was getting bored waiting, several people suddenly rushed in from outside the bar, led by a red hooded man with an arrogant attitude. Without any explanation, he opened fire as soon as he came in. Under a hail of bullets, most people in the bar fell to the ground in fear.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Bruce's bodyguards immediately took out their weapons and protected Bruce behind them.
The man in the red hood shouted loudly, "For freedom, equality and liberation! Long live the general!" After speaking, he raised his gun and fired at the ceiling. The people in the bar panicked and fell to the ground. Bruce frowned and whispered, "It seems that these are General Demby's people. When did he find such a bunch of uncultured people?"
"If they were educated, could they still be called rebels?" the bodyguard whispered.
"What did you say?" The red hood seemed to have heard their conversation, pointing at Bruce and shouted, "How dare you call us rebels?"
Bruce walked away from the crowd and said with a cold expression, "Open your dog eyes and see who is standing in front of you! Haven't you even heard of Bruce? Or did General Dombizulu not teach you?" Bruce He has always been very conceited. Even the military of some big countries dare not offend him, let alone a small rebel force like you. So I don't take these country bumpkin rebels in the valley seriously at all.
However, I don¡¯t know whether the red hooded man was really bold or just ignorant, but he actually laughed and kicked Bruce to the ground, and said viciously, ¡°He¡¯s just an arms dealer, and he actually dared to call the general. Name." The red hood's attack was fast and ruthless, and even the bodyguards around Bruce didn't expect that this lawless red hood would strike without any warning.
Bruce squatted down in pain while holding his stomach, raised his head with red eyes and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Get them all! Kill them!"
The bodyguards covered Bruce behind them and started a fierce battle with these unidentified militants.
What makes these bodyguards a little depressed is that the opponent is obviously well prepared and has strong firepower. And they sealed the door as soon as they entered. In this way, even if they wanted to protect Bruce and evacuate, they could only be forced to hide in a corner and defend passively. Bruce was still furious and shouted, "Get out of here. Damn it, what are you waiting for? I paid you to protect me, not just to watch the fun. Get out of there!"
The bodyguard protecting Bruce was obviously a professional mercenary from a private military company. He immediately shook his head and said, "They have the advantage in numbers. And their firepower is stronger than ours. Going out like this will have no effect except to die. It's better to stick here first. For a while, they We can¡¯t rush over yet. I will notify our people to rush over quickly and eliminate those people at the door.¡±
"Then hurry up and bring the wheeled armored vehicle over. I'm going to shoot the red hooded guy who hit me just now into pieces! Whoever can kill him, I'll reward him with 20,000 yuan!" Bruce roared irritably.
"But sir, the wheeled armored vehicles and most of our personnel are protecting the goods." The bodyguard frowned, "According to regulations, they cannot leave."
"Don't worry about the goods!" Bruce shouted angrily, "It's just two trucks of weapons and ammunition. Do you really think those things are more worthy of protection than me? Don't forget, who is the boss here."
"Okay, you are the boss." The bodyguard reluctantly took out the communicator and whispered, "We were attacked in the bar. A group of armed thugs are besieging us. The situation is urgent and we need support. Bring two wheeled armored vehicles over. We must protect our employers to evacuate safely. I repeat, this is an emergency and we must protect our employers."
A burst of fierce gunfire interrupted the bodyguard's words, but it was obvious that the mercenaries in the armored vehicle had received enough information. The two wheeled armored vehicles immediately started up and roared towards the bar in Peralta. Zhao Jianfei, who was hiding in the shadows on one side of the street, smiled slightly when he saw the two armored vehicles leaving.
He said slowly through the communicator, "We successfully mobilized the tiger away from the mountain. Well done. Lin Rui, you can take off your red hood now. You guys, prepare to evacuate before the armored vehicles arrive. Leave it to us." After we¡¯re done, we¡¯ll meet up with Alpha.¡±
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