"Song, Jack, I'll leave the boss and cat to you. Mo Bing and I are together." Wayne checked the ammunition of the m1911 pistol, "Boss, be careful. Stay here and don't move."
Fu Ming nodded, took off his coat and put it on Cat. "Keep body temperature." He held Cat tightly in his arms, while Jack pressed Cat's wound with all his strength.
"Let's go!" Mo Bing shouted, got out from behind the car, and ran in a zigzag. In order to save ammunition, he did not shoot at the airport building. Wayne followed behind him, and just when he raised his head, he found that
Three more heavily armed killers emerged from the front right side of the car, about a hundred meters away from the car.
"They're coming!" Wayne shouted, accelerated and slid to the concrete pillar on the opposite side of the street, raised his gun and fired.
Mo Bing paused directly in the middle of the road. As soon as he stopped, he looked up and saw another flash of light on the third floor of the airport building. In order to silence the sound, the sniper's M110 sniper rifle was only equipped with a silencer.
, without a flame arrester.
"Five hundred meters, the bullets will take a while to fly!" Mo Bing smiled, rolling on the spot, then lying on the ground, holding an M1911 pistol in each hand, aiming at the three people on the ground.
The other one was aimed at the flash point just now, with both hands at 90 degrees, and pulling the trigger at the same time.
The two guns sounded almost at the same time, and the bullets flew out. The 11.43mm bullets have strong lethality. Although the enemy is outside the effective range of this gun, the huge sound is still quite shocking. As for the airport building
It is impossible for the sniper team on board to be harmed.
The sniper was a little surprised when he saw that the shot missed. The person opposite could actually judge the flight speed and impact point of the bullet. Fortunately, the m110 is a semi-automatic sniper rifle and does not require manual loading. Half a second later, the sniper fired again.
Aiming at Mo Bing's head, he lightly hooked his right index finger, and the bullet was fired with a pop.
Mo Bing had long known that his attack would have no effect, and he was ready to dodge bullets again. A sniper hit someone by surprise, so he had to hide. Once the sniper was exposed, if the shooting distance was longer, he had some battlefield experience.
The person being sniped can judge the impact point of the bullet through the shooting distance and the sniper's position, thereby ensuring his own safety.
Although Mo Bing has never been a soldier, his many years of experience as a killer are not in vain. He has also done things like killing targets with sniper guns, and he has done it a lot. Although it is not easy to dodge bullets, at least he can't.
Suffering fatal injuries. Mo Bing rolled again, and the bullet landed where he was last moment.
"Old Xu, you're fucking waiting for the food to be served!" Mo Bing looked at the figures of the three killers not far away. The three of them were quickly using cover to get closer, and the fnscar rifles painted in urban camouflage in their hands continued.
poured bullets into the car where Fu Ming was.
Fu Ming and others were so overwhelmed by bullets that they could not lift their heads. They could only fight back with pistols while the three killers were advancing, but the effect was not obvious and the movement speed of the three men was not affected in any way.
When Xu Cheng heard Mo Bing's shout, his heart tightened, and he gritted his teeth and rushed forward. The black travel bag containing weapons was about ten meters away from them. He ran over in a few seconds, but when he came back
What should I do when the time comes? "Mom, I can't control that much anymore!"
At this time, the sniper's crosshair was still aimed at Mo Bing's head. Mo Bing had just recovered from the three killers on the ground and suddenly remembered that he was still within the sniper's shooting range. He was lying on the ground.
Just after he got up, the third floor of the airport building was another bright spot. Mo Bing felt a stab of pain in his right leg, and then he fell to the ground. Blood kept coming out of the wound. In a few seconds, his right leg...
His legs lost consciousness. He turned back and looked at Xu Cheng.
At this time, Xu Cheng had already arrived at the black travel bag. After taking out a Type 03 automatic rifle from it, he slid the travel bag directly over the ground. Song Jiahao, who was hiding behind the car, caught the travel bag inquiringly.
bag, put the pistol in his hand behind his waist, and also pulled out a Type 03 automatic rifle.
"Fortunately, the one I brought is not the foreign trade type!" Song Jiahao's eyes lit up. He could tell from the magazine that this gun used a 5.8mm caliber instead of the 5.56mm bullet of the export-type 03 automatic rifle. "I just like domestic products!
"Song Jiahao clamped the rifle firmly on the roof of the car and aimed at the shining spot on the third floor of the airport building. He only had one chance, and the maximum effective range of the Type 03 automatic rifle was about five hundred meters. Kill the sniper.
, Xu Cheng, Mo Bing, and Wayne can all be rescued. If he misses a hit, not only will he survive, but the whole gang will die here. The excellent psychological quality of a sniper is fully displayed in Song Jiahao
, he adjusted the scale of the mechanical sight. No matter how many meters it was, he just pulled the scale back. It was the maximum distance anyway, so he could only rely on feeling at this time.
The snipers and observers on the third floor of the airport building were stunned. At first, they didn't know why this group of people were so obsessed with black travel bags, but only now did they realize that the bags contained weapons.
, the sniper snorted coldly. The initial attack on Mo Bing actually disrupted the group's plan. However, this evening he was very depressed. He fired several shots in succession and only wounded one. This mission was very unsuccessful.
"Don't look at that person. There is an automatic rifle on the car. It seems to be aiming at us..." The observer held up the telescope and said doubtfully. "Hit us with an automatic rifle? The maximum range is only four to five hundred meters. Kill him first!"
"
The sniper changed his field of view and found Song Jiahao's figure on the car. When he cast the infrared optical sight, it was obvious that the automatic rifle in Song Jiahao's hand did not have a red dot standard equipment.
There was no optical sight, and the bare mechanical sight looked pale and weak. "Are you an idiot?" He adjusted his heartbeat and breathing. Just as his index finger was on the trigger, he saw a flash of light from the muzzle of Song Jiahao's rifle.
Then the sound of gunfire, which was not very loud, came from a distance.
Song Jiahao held his breath and gently pulled the trigger. The 5.8mm caliber steel core bullet was very violent. Body armor was ineffective at close range. The design concept of Chinese designers is that there is no bulletproof within fifty meters.
Clothes can protect against Chinese bullets!
"A shooting range of five hundred meters is enough." Song Jiahao pulled the trigger and smiled softly. The sniper's position had been exposed just now, and the flashing spot was deeply imprinted in Song Jiahao's head.
Even if he can't be beaten to death, he's still half disabled!
Bullets whizzed towards the sniper. Before the sniper had time to react, there was only a click. The glass of the optical sight of the M110 rifle was penetrated by the bullet. Following the sight, the bullet penetrated into the sniper's right eye and from the back of his head.
It spun and flew out. The sniper's limbs twitched and he lowered his head. The bullet drilled a fist-sized hole in the back of his head. Broken bones, blood, and brain matter spurted out. Although the observer next to him had experienced many battles, he saw his companions.
He was actually killed by an ordinary automatic rifle. The scene was bloody and he was still shaking.
Mo Bing was lying on the ground, sucking in the air-conditioning. He was already waiting for death, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no reaction from the sniper on the other side.
"Song Jiahao?" Mo Bing looked at Song Jiahao with a serious face.
"Are you done?" Xu Cheng sighed, but did not relax. The distance between the three enemies on the ground was already about fifty meters.
Weinblad also breathed a sigh of relief, then took the rifle that Song Jiahao threw to him, put the pistol behind him, clicked, loaded the rifle, and quickly ran to Mo Bing's side, and together with Xu Cheng, he pulled Mo Bing away.
He got up and put him behind the car.
"Ripper One suffered losses, Sniper Kia (killed), repeat, Sniper Kia, you have no support, please move with caution." The observer glanced at the sniper and ignored the one with eyes still open.
The corpse sighed and retreated. He didn't want to snipe alone, nor did he want to end up with a sniper. It was obvious that there were snipers among their targets, and they were very professional, both in terms of marksmanship and psychological quality.
Be higher than yourself.
"Ripper 2 understands and continues to approach the target." The three people on the ground hid behind the bunker. It turned out that they already had automatic rifles. Although the sights were mechanical, they were not inferior to these killers in terms of firepower.
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Fu Ming still doesn't understand how the killers appeared in Damascus, Syria. Are they CIA? Are they the Micro-Motion Group? Are they the Japanese Cabinet Intelligence Office or South Korea's NSS? Or are they sent by the Great Development Group? Fu Ming's mind is full of confusion.
Damn, I have too many enemies. When I meet a killer, I don’t know where the killer is.
"Be careful, it's best to catch your tongue." Fu Ming and Jack did not take out the remaining rifles in the travel bag. Cat was very weak now, and she had begun to lose consciousness after losing too much blood. Jack rummaged through the travel bag.
Tourniquet and epinephrine, intravenous injection, "This should help her hold on for a while, and the battle will be over within fifteen minutes, she needs treatment!"
Fu Ming looked at Mo Bing, whose leg was bleeding, and frowned, "Jack, look at his condition."
While holding down Cat's wound, Jack checked Mo Bing's right leg. "It's okay, abrasion, no broken bones." He said and threw a tourniquet to Mo Bing, "You kid, you can't die.
"
Mo Bing endured the severe pain and smiled, "If you die, you will be sorry for this Cao Cao mask!"
The automatic rifle in Song Jiahao's hand was very accurate. Every bullet hit the spot where the killer had stopped a moment ago. The three killers were unable to raise their heads. Huan Hu, Xu Cheng and Wayne all raised their hands.
The rifles in the fire suppressed fire. With the automatic rifles and the numerical advantage, Fu Ming reversed the passive situation just now.
Fu Ming looked around at the observers and looked at the airport building. Just as he was about to find cover to move, he found a dozen heavily armed soldiers coming from the entrance of the airport building.
"Who is that?"
The security force members quickly turned their heads when they heard Fu Ming's voice.
"Their reinforcements?" Song Jiahao was stunned for a moment. If the enemy came for reinforcements now, he would be in trouble. The two wounded people could not be moved at all, and there were only four people who could participate in the battle.
"They didn't attack us, that's right!" Fu Ming opened his eyes and looked at the dozen or so people, but the distance was too far, the time was already close to seven o'clock, and the sky was too dark, so he couldn't tell the identity of the people coming.
"Whatever, let's kill these three people first!" Song Jiahao sighed and held his breath. As soon as a killer appeared on the opposite side, he was exploded by a 5.8mm caliber bullet fired from the Type 03 automatic rifle in Song Jiahao's hand.