Amidst the roaring rain of bullets, Wan Lin immediately lay down under the dark rocks. He turned his head and looked at the machine guns roaring towards him in the mountains, and shouted into the microphone: "Chengru, Zisheng, the outpost is under attack."
, kill the enemy's machine gunners for me and cover me as I approach the outpost!"
He already knew that he had just pulled the trigger and sniped several enemies in succession. The enemies on the hillside above had discovered his position, so he immediately called a machine gun in the mountains below to suppress him and support his companions who had rushed to the outpost.
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At this moment, several deafening explosions of "Boom" and "Boom" were heard from the post. Apparently, the enemies who rushed around the post were throwing grenades into the post, and then took the opportunity to rush into the post.
, the enemy has started a fierce battle with the border guards inside the post.
The whizzing enemy machine gun bullets pinned Wan Lin tightly under the rock. Wan Lin would lie down under the rock. He looked sideways at the post with an anxious look in his eyes.
In the fire that exploded on the mountain surface, a post made of rocks on a platform on the mountainside had appeared in Wan Lin's eyes. The muzzle fire roaring from the post against the surrounding hillsides suddenly dimmed amidst the explosion.
The fire that exploded uphill disappeared in a flash, and Wan Lin saw under the rock. Several black figures emerged from under the rock halfway up the mountainside, and quickly jumped into the bunkers around the outpost.
Wan Lin saw the dark figure rushing into the outpost in the firelight. He immediately shouted into the microphone beside his mouth: "Platoon Leader Zhang, the enemy has rushed into the outpost. You should immediately shrink your defense. Our people will be here soon."
"He followed anxiously from under the rock, sticking half of his head out to look at the mountains to the side and behind.
Muzzle flashes flickered in the night-shrouded mountains, and the enemy's machine gun was still spraying dense rain of bullets. The rocks around the enemy's machine gun were spattered with sparks shot by bullets.
Apparently, Chengru and Zhang Wa had ordered two machine gunners, Wang Dali and Kong Dazhuang, to aim at the location of the enemy's machine gun and pull the trigger, hoping to suppress the enemy's firepower with firepower.
However, the opponent's machine gunner had extremely rich combat experience. He was hidden between two rocks. The dense bullets fired by his powerful and powerful machine gun only hit the surrounding rocks and were unable to suppress the opponent's firepower.
Wan Lin stared at the enemy's machine gun firing towards him. He shouted into the microphone with fire in his eyes: "Chengru, Zisheng, what do you two snipers do for a living? Quickly kill the enemy's machine gun for me!"
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Those specially trained mercenaries have rushed into the outpost. The soldiers in the outpost are all ordinary soldiers with no actual combat experience. In this fierce battle, they are in close combat with those mercenaries who have served as special forces. They are definitely in danger.
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Now, although his leopard head was within easy reach, he was tightly suppressed by the enemy's firepower under the rock and unable to rush to rescue. This made him extremely anxious!
As soon as Wan Lin's furious roar ended, a hail of bullets hit the rock above Wan Lin's head. The gravel hit by the dense bullets "crackled" on Wan Lin's helmet and body. Wan Lin quickly lowered his body.
, pressing the little monk's body tightly under him.
He had just escaped a hail of enemy bullets when the motionless little monk beneath him suddenly swayed. The boy let out a long breath. He shook his helmeted head and turned to look at Wan Linjie.
He stammered: "Ah... Amitabha, I... how did I die? Leopard head, you... don't press me, I... I'm fine."
The boy then raised his head from under the rock, pushed Wan Lin away from him, and then reached out to grab the sniper rifle in Wan Lin's hand: "Leopard... head, the gun just now has no... no bullets, you... you
Give it to me quickly, I... I will kill the enemy's machine gunner."
As the boy spoke, there was another "crackling" sound coming from the rocks around him, and bullets whizzed and hit the hillside next to Wan Lin and the two of them.
Wan Lin pressed down the little monk's raised head and shouted: "Get down!" At this moment, Lin Zisheng's voice suddenly sounded from Wan Lin's headphones: "Leopard head, I'm already in place!"
, Wan Lin suddenly felt that the rain of bullets whizzing around him suddenly disappeared.
Wan Lin was overjoyed! He immediately understood that Lin Zisheng had reached the high point and killed the enemy sniper with one shot. He shouted into the microphone beside his mouth: "Zisheng, good job!"
While shouting, he pulled out the pistol from the young monk's leg with his right hand, and quickly put the sniper rifle into the young monk's hand with his left hand: "Hide on the spot, protect yourself!" With that, he turned around and got out from under the rock.
, rushing towards the hillside in front and side like a gust of wind.
After hearing the little monk's words, he already understood that this boy must have been hit in the chest by an enemy pistol bullet, but the bulletproof vest specially made by Mr. Yu for them had perfectly blocked the bullets fired by the enemy at close range. Just now, the little monk just
He was knocked unconscious by the huge impact of the bullet and did not suffer much damage.
Under the dark rock, the little monk grabbed the sniper rifle. He turned over and squatted down from the rock. He quickly pulled out the magazine from the gun and took a look. He then raised his head and shouted: "Leopard...Leopard head, give it...more...
I have a spare magazine and only...three bullets in the gun."
Amidst the boy's anxious shouting, Wan Lin had already rushed up among the dark and steep rocks. Two leopards were also rising and falling, appearing in a flash beside the bunker below the post, and rushing towards the bunkers around the post.
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Amidst the dense gunfire in the mountains on the side, bursts of shouts and fighting sounds, as well as short gunshots, were faintly heard from the guard post on the mountainside.
The young monk who had just woken up saw Wan Lin's back and heard the sound of fighting in the post. He suddenly understood that the enemy had rushed into the border post, and Leopard Tou was leading two leopards to support the soldiers in the post.
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The little monk immediately held his chest and took a deep breath. Then he stood up from under the dark rock. He raised his right hand and pulled the bolt with a "clatter" sound. Then he got out from under the rock with the sniper rifle and headed straight for Wanwan.
Lin chased after him.
On the dim hillside, Wan Lin rushed out at an extremely fast speed. He rose and fell among the dim rocks, and rushed like a black smoke to a rock on the side of the outpost bunker.
At this time, the two leopards had jumped up from the rocks in the bunker and pounced directly on the enemy opposite the two border guards in front. Dazzling red and blue beams of light were already emerging from the eyes of the two leopards.
Wan Lin jumped up to a huge rock on the side of the bunker. He stared at the seven or eight pairs of shaking figures in the post and shouted sternly: "Don't shoot!"