Chapter 1273 Perfect interpretation of PEEL tactics
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
The militants fired with their guns, and the wooden door frame was hit with sawdust flying.
The picture is very shocking, but in fact it is useless.
Long Zhan, who had moved to two or three meters to the right of the door, fired three shots through the window, and the standard Mozambique knocked him to the ground.
Marcus at the back door was a little more difficult, as the two militants came in together.
Shoot and kill the first militant who comes in. Another militant has already reacted, and Marcus cannot kill it in time.
Because the surviving militants were holding rifles, and the space at the door was too small to lift them up, they simply used their companions' bodies as shields.
He rushed to Ma Hu with his companion's body in front of him and grabbed Marcus' gun.
The two hugged each other and started wrestling.
Marcus has been retired for many years, but his marksmanship has not improved. His fighting skills have deteriorated too much, and his physical strength has also dropped significantly. He was unable to defeat this militant.
The armed men threw him to the ground, grabbed his neck and tried to strangle him to death.
Fortunately, Marcus has a stronger sense of combat.
He decisively threw away the accused pistol, and while the armed man was riding on top of him so that he could not see below, he reached to the side of his thigh and pulled out the dagger.
The dagger was thrust upward at a 45-degree angle, just in time to avoid the militant's body armor, and penetrated through the waist.
The militant whose kidney was pierced, lost strength under the severe pain, was easily pushed over by Marcus, and then turned over and sat on him.
He grabbed the pistol that fell on the ground, put it against his head, and shot him head-on.
The bullet penetrated the helmet and entered the temple.
After struggling to deal with these two enemies, Marcus found that it was still too difficult for him to fight in close combat. After retirement, he was no longer what he used to be.
We are not on the same level as Long Zhan, so we decisively decided to activate a counter-trap.
"Memphis, can you hear me?" Marcus called.
"You can hear it, you can hear it, I, I have reached hiding point 2." Memphis replied breathlessly.
"Detonate the bomb immediately, you hear me?"
"heard it."
Memphis received the instruction, immediately escaped from the remote control, and pressed 1 and 2 on it continuously.
"Boom~Boom~"
Two corresponding remote-controlled bombs were detonated.
The sound rolled up like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, and the exploded soil flew twenty or thirty meters high.
The militants who were originally advancing in an orderly manner were startled by the two sudden explosions, and the entire structure was instantly broken.
All he wanted to do was to speed up and rush into the house to kill the target.
As the saying goes:
More haste less speed.
The militants originally advanced in an orderly manner and were able to find and avoid the bombs buried on the ground. They were so close that they were not hit by the bombs.
Now that I'm so worried about the bomb, I can't even take care of the little details.
As a result, the militants approaching the house were hit one after another, either stepping on anti-infantry mines or triggering booby traps.
"Bang~bang~bang..."
Explosions came one after another, one after another, shaking the sky.
The militants who approached were knocked upside down by the bombing. More than 30 elite private troops carefully cultivated by Johnson were injured and nearly 10 were killed.
Long Zhan took advantage of the cover of the explosion and quietly became the god of death.
Facing this group of bombed enemies who were running wildly, they fired two shots here and two shots there, wildly harvesting, and killed five or six in the blink of an eye.
Marcus on the other side was not idle either, showing off his top sniper's marksmanship.
As long as the enemy was locked by his aim, it was impossible to survive. Although the efficiency was not as good as Long Zhan, he still killed four in a row.
Memphis, who was all in a hidden spot in the distance, joined in after detonating all the bombs with one click.
He picked up the specially selected Remington 700 and used the pastry's perfect vision to pick out fixed targets that were hiding and not moving.
"Bang~"
One shot, one life.
Even if you are wearing a body armor, it is useless. Under the .308 Winchester bullet gun, it is as brittle as paper and can penetrate easily.
Seeing the more than 30 armed men who rushed over, they had already been eliminated.
There were less than 10 people left, and they were still hiding in various places to fight with Long Zhan and the other three. Given the strength gap between the two sides, the few remaining militants would be killed in a short time.
But at this moment.
"Dudududu..."
The sound of helicopter rotors shaking the sky appeared in the sky.
Long Zhan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and found a black bird helicopter flying quickly towards the farm.
On the outer racks on both sides of the Bird helicopter, you can clearly see two militants on each side.
"Damn it, how can a mere senator from the Department of Defense have so much energy? This is the military and a fucking helicopter. I know this is in the United States, but he thought he was in Africa."
Long Zhan looked at the helicopter getting closer and closer, and realized that if they continued to stay here, they would be in big trouble and would have to return to the woods.
So he said on the radio: "Marcus, we have to get out of here."
"I think so."
Marx did not think that the thin wooden walls and roof of this farm villa could block machine gun fire, so he said without thinking: "Let's go, hurry up."
"Memphis, we're coming out, give us cover."
Long Zhan first notified Memphis in the distance, and then said to Marcus: "PEEL tactics, OK?"
"OK, you go first." Marcus said.
Long Zhan nodded and stopped inking. He held the gun and bowed his head, then rushed out of the gate and ran towards the woods where he had just come.
The remaining militants hiding behind the bunker saw Long Zhan rushing out of the house, and immediately showed up and shot.
"Da da da da..."
The bullets fired chased Long Zhan, leaving a row of craters behind him.
"Bang~"
A bullet from Memphis came and one of the exposed militants was headshot.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The bullet Marcus fired from the window suppressed the other two militants.
Long Zhan ran forward more than ten meters, hid behind an abandoned truck and set up his gun, taking over Marcus's position to suppress the militants.
After freeing his hand, Marcus rushed out of the house and ran towards the woods.
After crossing the dragon, Zhan did not stop, but continued to run forward for more than ten meters. When he reached the fence outside the farm, he turned around, raised his gun and opened fire to suppress it.
Long Zhan stopped firing, turned around and ran back, changing the magazine while running.
The two of them used PEEL tactics and perfectly coordinated with each other to quickly evacuate the dangerous house and reach the outermost edge of the farm.
This is the advantage of tacit understanding!
but.
The danger has not passed.
At this time, a helicopter also flew over, and the four militants sitting on the helicopter launched an attack on Long Zhan and Marcus from the air.