The cotton yarn soaked with engine oil does not smell good when it is burned. The fire is not big and there is no smoke. However, there are many abandoned waste machinery in the factory, and there are limited things that can be used to burn. God knows how long it will take to stay here, so he can only save it as much as possible to use it, mixing the easy-to-burn and the hard-to-burn ones.

Fortunately, several snipers outside did not expect that the water supply network in the factory could still be used, so the water supply pipe was not cut off. Although the people from the 507 American operation team were trapped in this abandoned factory, they found a faucet that could still have tap water gurgling. Although the water flow was not large, they barely supplied to everyone. At least for a while, there would be no need to worry about not being able to drink water.

If the water cuts off and fasts are cut off, the people in the action team may not have been able to hold on for so long.

Deep in the factory, the light was dim, and only the big hole where the roof collapsed cast a faint light, and snow powder passed through the entrance and fell down one after another.

The sky outside was gloomy, and even the light coming in was not bright, only illuminating a small area. Once it was dark, the factory would be completely lost in the factory.

The factory has many windows, and although they are nailed to death by wooden boards, they cannot block the bullets.

Just in case, I had to use the thick walls to crawl forward all the way to safely travel.

Back in front of everyone, Mei Jiaping, the leader of the action team, threw half of Erhuang's body on the ground and said weakly: "Hurry up, peel and stew the soup, don't waste it, old dog, do it yourself, or..."

"I'll do it!"

Zhan Zhi volunteered, and before he could roll up his sleeves, he was pushed away by the dog master Gou Aili, wiped his eyes, and said angrily: "Erhuang is mine, no one is allowed to touch it!"

The dog father took out the skin of the dog son, took it out and put it into the water, picked out the edible internal organs and chopped meat, and put the broken bones into the pot together. Although there was not much salt and it was very light, it was... so fragrant!

Dog meat is also called fragrant meat, which makes absolutely sense.

Otherwise, how could there be a saying that dog meat can’t get three times, and gods can’t stand firmly.

As one of the six animals, the traditional source of meat has nurtured tall and strong Han people, who have raised wars, attacked the unjust officials, and conquered the world.

"Old Mei, can you do it again? Only this half is not enough!"

After each person had a small bowl of hot broth, his body became a little warmer.

The biggest regret is that Gouzi Erhuang, who made the final contribution, was shot into two pieces by a sniper bullet, and only half was pulled back, barely resolving everyone's hunger.

"I'll try again!"

Mei Jiaping weighed the fine rope on his hand, a small bowl of broth and a few diced meats that were not much smaller than quail eggs, which allowed him to recover some of his strength.

"Be careful, safety is the first priority!"

"Don't force yourself, the rescue should arrive soon anyway."

"Safety is the most important thing, we won't be trapped here."

Everyone lowered their voices and spoke in a low voice, fearing that their location would be exposed, so they would attract shooting from snipers outside.

Bang! ~

As soon as Mei Jiaping climbed to the entrance of the factory, a bunch of cement ash was splashed on his face, and a shallow pit the size of a bowl appeared one foot away in front of him.

Retreating half of his body, he said to himself in disappointment: "Damn it!"

It's just a little bit too hard. If I take a step forward, I'll...

Tiansha's sniper moved his position, and the entrance of the factory has become no longer safe.

Mei Jiaping believed that as long as he dared to come out at the door, he would be instantly blown off by a bullet.

The snipers who trapped them outside were experienced experts, and they were slowly consuming the remaining physical strength of these people in the factory.

A silent voice came from behind. He turned around and saw Gou Aili climbed over quickly. Seeing Mei Jiaping's gaze, he lowered his voice and said, "Old Mei, are you okay!"

Master Dog naturally heard the dull sound of the bullet hitting the ground just now.

It’s enough to take risks with just one person, why bother with them? Is there any organizational discipline?

Mei Jiaping said angrily: "This place is too dangerous. Why are you here for? Go back quickly!"

Gou Aili said with reluctance: "I, I want to see my dog ​​son, I only saw half of it just now!"

He did not obediently and retreated.

"Nonsense, the sniper is outside. When you shoot in, do you think you can still survive? You will be dead after a glance. Go back quickly! I'm going to retreat too!"

When Mei Jiaping found that the sniper had completely blocked the entrance of the factory, he planned to withdraw. It was not yet time to fight to the death. It was the safest strategy to wait for the rescue site.

The people trapped in the abandoned factory could not go out, and the snipers guarding outside did not dare to come in. The latter was not stupid. They knew that they would come in rashly, and they would probably come in vertically and horizontally. In the complex environment, it was the home court of the wizards in the 507 American action teams.

"Bastard, God really should have dropped a thunder and killed the grandson outside."

When the dog master Gou Aili hated him so much that his teeth were itched when he thought of his dog son Erhuang's death under the sniper's gun.

The dog son who worked hard to raise really has a lot of feelings infused. It is indeed difficult to eliminate this breath.

"Say a few words, save your energy. Where does the thunder come from in the middle of winter?"

As soon as Team Leader Mei finished speaking, he heard a loud bang outside, and even the entire factory shaking gently.

"Damn, what's the matter?"

"Are those bastards outside ready to fire a gun?"

"What happened?"

The wizards hiding deep in the factory were in a stir.

"Sky Thunder! Sky Thunder!"

Master Dog's eyes were wide open, and he tried hard to look out of the factory gate, but was held down by Team Leader Mei Jiaping.

"Are you crazy? You're dead when you emerge!"

"It's Tianlei, look! It's smoke! That turtle must have been killed by Tianlei!"

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"That's a thunder!"

Shi Boxue, the leader of the Canadian Action Group of 507, said that he even took off his pants, and Li Xiaobai dared to show him this?

Is it interesting to see others fuck?

This kid is just a big fool!

Five American M252 mortars lined up in a row, but were aimed at different directions. There was still a faint blue smoke coming from the black muzzle. The snowflakes fell on it and sniffed and instantly evaporated into a wisp of white air, dissipating in the cold air.

With money, Li Bai, who is a wild thief, brought five 81mm new battalion mortars for the operation team.

The gangsters who are still stirring up the storm in Salt Lake City will accept this slander without even stumble.

What I did was me, no one else, textbook-style confirmation three times, and I couldn't wait, for fear that it would make the big devil unhappy if it was too late.

This is a real life that succumbs to the tyranny of the great devil. Iron Hand will not be the first, nor will it be the last.

"Li's exclusive Tianlei Summoning Technique is perfect for every reason!"

Zhao Ziwu, who is also a 507th Institute, gave a very calm thumbs up.

The training subjects of the Special Forces Brigade, thousands of shells are called out a year, and after more than ten years of love, even the dog will become a god gunner.

Lao Li is a sharpshooter, but Xiao Li's shooting skills are a lot of bad, but his shooting skills are bad. He doesn't say that the artillery is also bad. He can visually measure the distance, estimate the factors of weather influence, solve mathematical problems, correct the various elements before firing, and make a series of flowing water operations in a perfect way. In the end, everyone can do the job of throwing shells.

The sound of the five cannons being ejected from the bore is neat and uniform, and there is almost no sound to be heard, and it is easy to be regarded as the same sound.

In the abandoned factory area in the distance, five black smoke rose from each other. The 81mm high-explosive grenades falling from the sky hit the target regardless of order, causing great noise.

Flying shrapnel and violent shock waves turned a dead land within a radius of ten meters.

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole are behind. The snipers who besieged 507 American operation teams probably never expected that there was a mortar ambushing them behind them.

In addition to their peers, the natural enemies of snipers also have unreasonable artillery.

The 81mm caliber mortar shell has a lethality equivalent to the explosion equivalent of two pounds of T*T, which is deadly for snipers without much protection.

"The world is infinite, the five thunders are correct! Diseases are as lawful as orders!"

Li Bai pinched the magic trick, held a cannonball in both hands, and threw it in at the black muzzle!

Boom! ~

He felt that it was unstable and continued to make up for the shots.

After reciting the mantra five times, I threw five shells with my own hands, and one operation was so slutty that it was unbearable to look at it.

This is the family spell of the old Li family, and its power is indeed so terrifying!
Chapter completed!