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Chapter 2235 The Land of Despair

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    The sound of gunfire resounded throughout the winding valley, and then gradually subsided.  Lin Rui frowned: The battle situation is developing against them The opportunity for both sides to launch an attack unexpectedly has been lost.  The rest is hard work.  The number of personnel and the degree of armament are the fatal weaknesses of the guerrilla group of the Anmol Liberation Organization, and they cannot continue any longer.

    Time waits for no one, we must evacuate resolutely!  Lin Rui gritted his teeth and led the remaining team members and guerrillas through the valley in the rain and climbed up a hillside at the far end.

    Lin Rui clung to the rock wall on the right, always wary of the cliff that opened wide on the left and would fall if he took a few wrong steps.  Through the bright moonlight, he vaguely saw a sparkling sea in front of him.  Of course there is no sea on the mountain, but a huge lake.  A black guerrilla finally couldn't help but knelt down and cried. Their retreat road was blocked. This was a desperate place.  There was no possibility for them to evacuate.

    "Impossible!" Lin Rui could not believe his eyes, "This lake cannot exist. How could such a huge lake not be on the satellite map?"

    Jiang An looked around and said with a wry smile, "We are so unlucky. This lake didn't exist originally. This was a flash flood caused by continuous rainfall, and then a barrier lake was formed in the depression of the hillside."

    ¡°Damn it, there¡¯s no way out, are we going to die here?¡± Sergey sat on the muddy ground in frustration.

    "God treats you well and even lets you take a bath temporarily." Sandro sighed.

    "They're coming up!" A guerrilla shouted loudly. Before he could finish speaking, he was shot and fell to the ground.  Lin Rui quickly turned the rifle and pointed the muzzle at the enemy and fired fiercely.  The militants of the secret society fell to the ground, dying, and their fingers were still tightly holding the triggers of their guns.  A series of bullets shot out a series of sparks from the rock above Lin Rui's head.

    "Keep moving forward and see if you can get around it!" Lin Rui turned around and roared, while neatly replacing the new magazine and continuing to move forward.

    "Here are some souvenirs that will remind you of me." Sergey also got up and shouted, Sandro and Crazy Horse, whose arm was already wounded, also joined them in shooting.  The team of the secret society continued to advance along the mountain road, and the temporary defense line formed by Sergei and others was tested again.  However, they were quickly blocked by the combined offensive of Snake Eyes and Yelena's sniper rifles, Sandro and Crazy Horse's assault rifles, and powerful rifle grenades.

    Knowing that it was difficult to escape, the guerrillas also rose up to join the defense line of Sandro and others.  However, although their resistance was resolute, most of them were stragglers and ultimately failed.  Soon after, the secret society's armed forces commanded by the Red Baron began to attack their last defensive zone.  The secret society's armed forces first rushed up a narrow canyon crazily, and what followed was an inextricable and fierce battle.

    The entire valley was surrounded by the secret society's armed forces, and all weapons opened fire at the same time.  Lin Rui used an assault rifle to kill the militant closest to him, then rushed up the slope in three steps and two steps at a time, dragged out Crazy Horse's original machine gun, and clamped it on the rock. The top priority at the moment was to let it go.  Several firepower points of the secret society's armed forces shut up.

    He yanked the gun, turned the gun to the left, and pointed it at a group of secret society armed men at the other end.  The crosshair of the M249 squad machine gun appeared in front of him.  When it lined up with the militants below, he pressed the trigger and fired, releasing a bright muzzle flash.  The secret society's armed forces below were in a panic. They all fell down or used tactical moves to evade, jumping out and rolling to avoid.  But there was always someone who happened to fall into Lin Rui's line of fire and was shot through with a fierce blast.  The secret society militant slid to the ground, the big hole in his chest still bleeding with blood.

    Lin Rui turned his gun again and aimed at another group of secret society armed forces.  He unleashes a terrifying hail of devastating bullets on his target.  He finally suppressed the opponent's firepower, and the grenades fired by his teammates in conjunction with him also silenced the powerful firepower of the secret society, which gave them a little peace of mind.

    As soon as he suppressed this group, Jiang An warned him that the armed men of the secret society were approaching again down the hillside.  Lin Rui had to switch his gun fire back and forth between the waves of ground enemies coming in like a tide.

    The desperate guerrilla soldiers were also firing, and grenades exploded. They thought that there was not much hope of survival this time, so they might as well fight to the death and end everything with an attitude of contempt for everything.  Don't chase the poor invaders, the sad soldiers will win.  Sometimes despair can make people crazy, and madness is also a kind of power.

    The armed men of the secret society strode towards the edge of the hillside.  They poured out intensive firepower on the rebels in a very organized manner.  Although they were hindered for a time, their individual soldiers were of excellent quality and they played very tactically.  Although there were some casualties, the anti-government guerrillas on the hillside were completely suppressed.  Lin Rui knew this well.

    The rebel chief of staff, Filo, shouted: "Attack, soldiers of Anmore!  "The soldiers of the resistance guerrillas concentrated their firepower on the charging secret society armed personnel. Countless bullets were fired one after another, whimpering and drilling into the surrounding rocks, or the bodies of the secret society armed personnel. Of course, there were more  Rebel fighters died.

    Seeing the brother beside him fall, another rebel guerrilla couldn't help roaring - it sounded full of pain to everyone.  The black guerrilla turned around, raised his AK47 and opened fire.  The ground was shaking, and the angry rebel guerrillas rushed up the slope, sweeping away the secret society's armed forces below.  Until he himself was hit.

    In the end, he was shot several times and knelt down on one knee, struggling to hold up the assault rifle in his hand.  Fired all the bullets from the AK47 assault rifle.  His own thick red blood spurted out from the bullet-torn wound.  He let out a low, mournful wail and fell into a pool of blood.

    Lin Rui knelt down on one knee, put a new magazine on the assault rifle in his hand, and glanced at the enemies around him.  "Report the situation of each group." He shouted through the communicator.

    The situation of each group was constantly reported. The more Lin Rui listened, the more solemn his expression became. The situation could not get any worse.

    There were originally more than 300 Anmol guerrillas, but now there are less than 50 who can fight.  And most of them were wounded, and there were corpses behind them.  Just lying flat on the ground full of mud and water, they were as cold as the mud and water.

    "Is it really going to be over this time?" Crazy Horse said with a bitter smile and a sigh.  "Maybe I shouldn't have come out. After I retire, I should hang out in Minnesota and be a resident of the Upper Sioux reservation waiting to die."

    "You can't die. We will all live." Lin Rui lowered his voice, but for the first time he realized that he didn't have much confidence when he said this.

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