Chapter 2 Southern Cross
"Bang bang bang..." The sound of the pistol shooting.
"Dadada..." The sound of the submachine gun shooting.
It instantly spread throughout the three-story building. Mercenaries had training, but pirates did not. Shooting at targets that they might feel confused can minimize panic in their hearts.
"Stop, idiot, are you going to position your opponent again?" The man's voice sounded again.
‘I’m not afraid of opponents like gods, but I’m afraid of teammates like pigs!’
The pirates who have been filled with fear in their hearts no matter what you shout? They scattered a magazine and immediately replaced it with another magazine, looking for targets in the darkness that may pose a threat to themselves.
Zhang Yu must act quickly. The longer the delay, the more unfavorable it is for him. The pirates are likely to reinforce. Just now, those panicked calls are likely to have communications for help. Moreover, the distance between gunfire in the night will be longer. Now the pirates and mercenaries have not figured out the situation yet, so they must end the battle before they understand everything.
A turn over and jumped out of the window, ak-47 shot at two points quickly at the window, and then immediately jumped into the building, dodging two consecutive times to the corner of the stairs.
There was another loud gunfire upstairs, and almost every window was filled with flames, and the pirates were tilting the ammunition inside their guns at once.
"Dadada..." The ak-47 rifle shot two consecutive three consecutive shots, shooting at the position where the enemy might be hidden on the second floor.
It was obvious that the firepower attraction just now made the opponent make a wrong judgment. There was no enemy at the two inflection points. Zhang Yu immediately rushed up, lay on the ground and then shot violently.
All the ammunition in the entire magazine was tilted instantly, and a guy who was shooting out the window was knocked into a honeycomb.
There are eight people left! Zhang Yu's mind flashed quickly.
Dodge, keep dodging. Although the space is limited, you must never stop. Once you stop, you will be the target of attack. Fortunately, the enemy does not know Zhang Yu's exact location in a dark area.
"Damn it, he has only one person, you idiots turn on the lights." The enemy finally reacted and immediately started roaring loudly.
Although the enemy's position cannot be seen in the night, experienced mercenaries can make judgments based on gunfire. It is obvious that the enemy's leader has made such a judgment.
There are no snipers, no fire cover, no grenades, no rockets, no heavy machine guns, everything means there is only one enemy.
"Dadada..." Zhang Yu quickly changed the magazine and fired, and the lights also lit up.
The first time he smashed the lights he could see, then quickly changed the position, and then there was a point shot. The enemy was also dodging his shooting and jumped into the room. In the corridor on the second floor, Zhang Yu was the only one left.
Zhang Yu immediately understood that the mercenary shooting at him was the Southern Cross, and he avoided his death attack just now with his own experience.
Without time to think, Zhang Yu didn't even open the door and shot at the room with two points. This was just a firepower reconnaissance, and the real attack was after the point shot.
He kicked open the door and then shot to the left with a point. This is the most likely position for the enemy to hide. This data has been confirmed to be 90% likely in past actions.
This time, Zhang Yu hit the target again, and a pirate hiding behind the wall was shot dead. Zhang Yu did not stop and shot two consecutive shots at the two beds in the room to prevent anyone from hiding under the bed.
But it was obvious that this time I was not that lucky. There was only one unlucky person in the room. In terms of costume, it should be a local pirate.
Seven people were left, two pirates and five Southern Cross mercenaries.
The Southern Cross Mercenary should have at least one person in the opposite room, and there should be five people upstairs, so there are very likely people in the two rooms opposite him.
This is a brief speculation. It flashed through Zhang Yu's brain, and the room was messy. These pirates did not even have the cheapest product, such as grenades.
Somali pirates basically use fishing boats and speedboats to attack unarmed cargo ships. Grenades are basically useless. Moreover, this is just a stronghold and does not serve as an arsenal, so the enemy's weapons and equipment are also very simple.
The only difference between an elite special forces and other armed personnel is that when attacking a position, the elite can know at the first time where their first shot will be shot, the second shot will be shot, and the last shot will be shot.
If you have three shots in a room and have not killed the opponent in the room, it depends on whether you have the luck to avoid the enemy's counterattack!
Because those three guns are the most likely places for the enemy to hide, and the most elite special forces soldier only has the chance to fire three guns under preconceived circumstances, and requires corresponding tactical actions. If he kicks open the door and rushes in, he will be a hornet's nest.
Zhang Yu rushed into the first room quickly, and three shots, and a pirate fell into a pool of blood in horror. He didn't understand why he was hit as soon as the door was opened, as fast as lightning.
There are six left, one pirate and five Southern Cross mercenaries!
The fishy smell of rain, blood, and gunpowder in the air all gathered together, and Zhang Yu breathed this breath that could make him feel the blood gushing.
Suddenly, the dangerous aura came again. Zhang Yu suddenly turned his body, knelt on the ground with his left knee, bowed his right knee, and leaned back.
"Bang bang bang" sounded, and three bullets flew over their heads in the finished shape.
"Dadada..." Zhang Yu's k-47 shot two short shots in his hand, but the opponent was very cunning and hid after three shots.
The last room was left on the entire second floor. A Southern Cross mercenary was in the room opposite Zhang Yu. However, the two shootings used pistols. It was obvious that the other party did not have long weapons, but Zhang Yu immediately knew that this was a sniper.
The mercenary's gun will never be in a place that you can't touch. If the other party does not hold the spear, it will only mean that the other party is a sniper. This is the only explanation.
Although he had never touched this pistol, Zhang Yu immediately heard from the gunshot that this was the unique sound of the Austrian Glock 17 pistol.
Understanding your opponents and weapons and equipment is a compulsory course for Chinese special forces. Online teaching allows special forces to clearly control these weapons and know their characteristics.
Zhang Yu quickly changed the magazine of the AK-47 rifle, dealing with this cunning sniper, and immediately checked the pistol in the hard K-version holster on the outside of his right leg.
Turning on the insurance, Zhang Yu suddenly rushed towards the opposite room, and he had to end the battle quickly. A minute has passed since the first gunshot sounded.
In this minute, the Southern Cross mercenaries had already analyzed all the situations very clearly, and they would be subject to a counterattack from the Southern Cross.
Among the messy gunfire just now, many languages were not understood by themselves. It was obvious that these languages were conveying some kind of information. This is the most commonly used method between every long-term cooperative team, which may be tactics, negotiations, or seeking help.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!