Four thousand six hundred and forty-three chapters fire cover
After Wan Lin lay down under the rock and pulled the trigger, he sternly ordered into the microphone: "Xie Chao, suppress that sniper!" As he spoke, his muzzle was aimed at a line of machine gun fire spraying from the mountain, lightly
Pulled the trigger lightly.
With a soft sound from the Wanlin sniper rifle, the "clang, bang, bang, bang" sound of the enemy's machine gun suddenly stopped! An enemy figure followed, holding the machine gun, and rolled down the rocks on the side. The fierce gunfire from the mountains in front
The sound suddenly became sparse.
Wan Lin pulled the trigger and immediately discovered that the bullet he fired did not hit the opponent directly. He quickly hid behind the rock and shook his head in annoyance.
He knew in his heart that the explosion at close range on the top of the boulder just now made his head a little dizzy. Although he had brought up the cold energy to wake himself up, his skill still had not returned to the level before the explosion.
He quickly raised a stream of true energy to circulate in his body, then pulled the bolt of the gun and ordered into the microphone in a stiff Y language: "John, there is a sniper from the other side six hundred meters away at two o'clock. You must withdraw quickly."
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"Yes!" John's voice followed from Wan Lin's headphones. Just now, John and the four students around him were splashing in the dust mist hit by the enemy's bullets, and the rocks in front of them were splashed with dust hit by the enemy's bullets.
pieces of rubble, they had been completely suppressed by the enemy's ferocious firepower under the hidden rocks.
At this time, John heard Wan Lin's command coming from the earphones, and then he felt that the bullets whistling past him had suddenly weakened a lot, and the deafening gunshots in front became sparse.
He immediately understood that two Chinese snipers, Wan Lin and Xie Chao, had arrived. They had suppressed the enemy's firepower with accurate sniper bullets. This was their chance to use their guns to counterattack.
Overjoyed, he leaned out half of his body from under the rock, raised his gun and fired out a string of bullets at the hillside in the two o'clock direction. While changing the magazine, he turned his head and looked to the side.
Several students under the rock cursed angrily: "You bastard, didn't you see that the enemy's firepower has been suppressed? Hurry up and fire back!"
Several students were lying motionless under the rock. They heard instructor John's scolding from the side, and then they felt that the whizzing rain of bullets around them had become sparse.
They quickly stretched out their upper bodies, stretched out their assault rifles while lying on the rocks, aimed at the mountains in front of them, and pulled the triggers. "Click, click, click, click, click, click." The deafening gunfire sounded almost at the same time. Four students stretched out their arms.
The assault rifles sprayed fire forward.
John saw that several students had fired, and he shouted into the microphone: "Fire the rifles, prepare to withdraw!" As he spoke, two rifles were fired from the muzzles of the two students from the side.
It spurted out, and two flames exploded in the mountains ahead.
"Evacuate!" John shouted into the microphone while sweeping a string of bullets into the mountains ahead. When the three students heard his order, they turned around and pounced behind them. They followed from behind the rocks and low-lying areas.
He bent down and stood up, turned around and ran towards the mountains behind him.
One of the students had just taken two steps and stopped. He turned around and saw a student behind him struggling to turn around. He quickly shouted to the other two students beside him, then turned around and ran to the injured student.
Beside him, he bent down and picked up the student.
Just when the student picked up his companion and was about to turn around and run back, behind the light of the gunfire in the distance, there was suddenly a burst of gunfire.
The student's left leg that he had just raised suddenly fell down. He staggered forward two steps while carrying the wounded man, and then he fell to the mountainous ground together with his companion on his shoulders. The trouser leg of his left thigh was immediately covered with a red stain.
Blood stained red.
John and Wan Lin on the side were shocked. They both pulled the trigger at the place where the gunfire came from. John swept out a string of bullets and shouted at the two students behind him: "Cover fire!" in his voice.
, he shouldered the assault rifle, turned around and ran out from under the rock.
At this moment, Wan Lin was already carrying a sniper rifle, rushing out from under the rocks on the side like flying, and rushed straight towards the two students who were lying on the top of the mountain on the side.
He rushed past John like lightning, and in a few steps he had already rushed to two students who were covered in blood. He grabbed one student with his right hand and carried him on his shoulder, and held the bulletproof vest on the back of the other student with his left hand.
, turned around and ran towards the mountains behind.
John also rushed over from the side quickly. He grabbed the student Wan Lin was holding in his left hand and rushed toward a rock in the mountains behind with the student in his arms.
The two students at the back saw the two instructors running towards their companions in the rain of bullets. The two immediately stopped and lay down on the mountain before sweeping out two strings of fire snakes from the mountain ahead.
Two assault rifles "click, click, click", the sound of "click, click, click" was deafening. The two students then fired two more rifles in front, trying their best to cover the two instructors who were running with the wounded.
At this time, Xie Chao, who was lying on the side of the mountain, had also seen Wan Lin and John running backwards with the two students. The sniper rifle in his hand sprayed out two bursts of fire at the same time.
Wan Lin carried the wounded on his shoulders and quickly rushed behind a boulder nearly two meters high. He bent down and leaned the student who was shot in the leg against the rock, and raised his hand to quickly tap the student's thigh.
After a few strokes, several acupuncture points around the wound were sealed, quickly stopping the blood that was gushing from the wounded leg.
At this time, John also rushed over with another student in his arms. Wan Lin turned around and caught the injured person held by John. He bent down and laid the student flat on the flat ground under the rock. His right hand struck the injured student like lightning.
A few taps on the ribs.
The gunshots in the mountains ahead rang out again, and the sound of bullets crackling immediately in front of the rock where Wan Lin and his men were hiding, and bullets popping out of the mountains around the rocks.
A cloud of dust was thrown up by the bullets, and the surrounding mountains seemed like a pot of hot water had been boiled.
Wan Lin quickly glanced around, then pulled John, who was holding a gun on the edge of the rock, to him. He yelled in a stiff voice: "John, bandage them quickly, and then retreat with the four students."
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Amidst the roar, he held the sniper rifle on his back in his hand, took a step across and stood under the stone wall on the side, raised the gun, and pulled the bolt to take aim at the mountains ahead.
He stretched out his gun port in front, and then sprayed out a weak firelight in the distance. He then hid behind the rock, turned his head and looked towards the mountains to the side.