The huge roar of the T.72 main battle tank combined with the sound of the helicopter propellers made the entire area seem like a battlefield. The spotlight shone on the armor of the tank, giving off an eerie sheen.
Fu Ming winked at Mo Bing and Huan Huan, and the two immediately understood and pulled out the dagger from the ground. The reason why Mo Bing and Huan Huan stuck the dagger on the ground instead of throwing it far away was so that they could use it when they had the opportunity.
When counterattacking, find usable weapons as soon as possible.
The CIA agents came to their senses after a brief surprise. The two agents behind Mo Bing and Huan Huan were the first to notice their movements and prepared to shoot.
But how could the auditory hallucination give them a chance to shoot? He stood up, using his arms and waist, and his waist and legs. He turned his wrist and saw a cold light streaking across the night sky, and the dagger shot out.
It was inserted straight into the neck of a CIA agent. The agent had no time to shoot, but he clutched his neck and whined in pain, falling to the ground and twitching. Hallucination rushed out and ran towards the CIA agent who fell to the ground.
m4a1 rifle. The other agent reacted, turned the muzzle of the gun, and aimed at the auditory hallucination. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he saw another cold light from the corner of his eye.
Mo Bing didn't hesitate at all, the dagger in his hand also ejected, and with a pop, it was inserted into the temple of the second CIA agent!
The vagus nerve was severely damaged, and he would be paralyzed even if he died. His right index finger could no longer use any strength. Even if the CIA agent wanted to pull the trigger, he had no strength. He could only watch the auditory hallucination pick up the rifle, and then
Throwing it to Mo Bing, he fell to the ground and died three seconds later.
Mo Bing received the rifle, checked the condition of the gun skillfully, and then pulled Fu Ming over and asked Fu Ming to stay behind him, but he did not fire because the CIA agents in front of him were still immersed in the tank.
In the shock brought by it, he did not realize that such a silent and fierce battle was taking place behind him.
Huan Huan picked up the second rifle, squatted on the ground and carefully aimed at the CIA agent with his back to them, preparing to cover Fu Ming and Mo Bing's retreat.
The CIA agents' daze lasted for five or six seconds, but the situation changed drastically. When Ada Jones and Rambalal realized that something might happen later and turned around, they found that they had been
The three Fu Ming people who were surrounded by the crowd had broken through the encirclement. But the two CIA agents behind the encirclement fell to the ground, only taking in air but no air out!
"Oops!" Ada pulled Lamba and got into the back of the car next to her. Sure enough, the next moment, the rifle in Huan Huan's hand pulled the trigger, and angry tongues of flame sprayed bullets, whizzing through the air. Although there was no
Hitting Ada and Lamba, but still knocking down three CIA agents.
"Concentrate and don't be scared by the tanks. They are just backward Soviet tanks from the last century!" Ada turned on the safety of the mk23 pistol in her hand. She is not a person who likes to use small guns, and things like 9mmppk are only suitable for
When used while lurking, the power is naturally inferior to that of mk23.
Although Ada used the reason that the tanks were lagging behind to boost morale, those CIA agents were not fools. They were all experienced combatants from the army, so they were stunned for so long after seeing the tanks.
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The moment they saw the tank, they knew that the result of this operation was a failure, and the chance that they could or left here was really slim.
Because they only have light weapons in their hands. The sniper rifle on the helicopter will not cause any substantial damage to the tank at all, let alone the rifles and submachine guns in the hands of CIA agents. The 7.62mm and 5.56mm bullets will only hit the tank no matter how far away they are.
It will leave a shallow mark on the composite armor of the T-72 tank. Even if it is a grenade, it is only a fragmentation grenade and cannot cause any damage to the tank's tracks.
However, the 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun and 7.62mm ground-attack machine gun on the T-72 tank are a nightmare for these CIA agents who have no protection and do not even have light body armor.
At this time, Fu Ming and the others were hiding behind the Audi car whose engine had been damaged by a sniper gun, waiting for the rescue of the tank.
The next moment, the machine gun on the tank finally fired. The commander stuck his head out. His face could not be seen clearly in the dark night. He did not use the 7.62mm machine gun. Instead, he directly adjusted the angle of the 12.7mm machine gun and pointed it at the ground.
CIA agent. The 125mm smoothbore cannon also adjusted its angle, raised it high, and aimed at the helicopter in the sky.
The helicopter driver didn't know what the tank was going to do. The machine gun was not aimed at them, and the main gun was cocked. By the time he realized what was going on, it was already too late!
With a loud bang, the tank's main gun fired, and the shells flew out with a roar. The flames flashed across the gun barrel. The huge roar was deafening. The ground shook as the main gun fired. Those who were closer
Although the CIA agents were well-trained, the tanks suddenly opened fire, and the sound had a great impact on them, and they lost their combat effectiveness for a moment.
The shell streaked across the night sky and flew past the helicopter's propeller. It did not directly hit the helicopter. If it had hit directly, the light civilian helicopter would have exploded into a big fireball in the air.
Even the shells that flew past the propeller caused damage to the propeller. A small propeller blade flew out, and the helicopter began to spin in the air. The pilot lowered the height of the aircraft and held the helicopter's control stick hard.
The helicopter was spinning and falling. The emergency landing seemed successful, but it also hit the soil hard and fell all over. The sniper sitting on the helicopter did not have a safety rope on and was thrown off long ago.
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The helicopter was carried sideways into the soil on the ground. The propeller was still rotating and was broken. The fragments flew out sideways and hit several CIA agents. The soil on the ground was stirred up by the rotating propeller, and in the night sky
A rain of mud formed in it.
At the same time, the 12.7mm machine gun in the tank commander's hand also began to pull the trigger, and large-caliber bullets crackled at the unprotected CIA agents, harvesting their lives like wheat.
There were also scattered bullets that jumped into the soil, and the bouncing clods of soil hit the faces of the agents. They did not have heavy weapons, and they had no ability to resist when faced with large weapons like tanks, so they could only suppress them as much as possible.
He searched for cover, but before he could find it, he was shot through the head or chest by a bullet.
Terrifying large-caliber bullets can directly penetrate a person's body. When they go in, they may only have a wound as thick as a wrist, but when they come out from behind, they are almost the size of a bowl.
The bullets hit the arms of those CIA agents, and the arms were instantly severed from the torso. The fingers on the severed limbs were still twitching in the air.
All of a sudden, the ground was covered with broken limbs, internal organs and brains. If it were daytime, you could see the blood seeping into the black soil. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, which made people scalp.
Numbness, stomach churning.
Only a minute later, all the dozen CIA agents fell to the ground. Some agents who were not killed by machine gun fire at the first time were lying on the ground crying and howling, while more people could only die gently.
Moaning, even the strength to shout was gone.
The commander stopped the strafing at the right time and ordered the driver to turn on the tank's headlights, trying to find the shadow of the commander among the CIA agents.
Naturally, Ada and Lamba would not show up. They were almost unscathed, but there was nothing they could do against the tank. It was a tank! They hid behind the car and were suppressed by machine guns and could not raise their heads. On the other side was Fu Ming.
The sporadic shooting of the three people, let alone counterattack against Ming and others.
"K is really lucky. We couldn't catch him in this situation." Ada knew that although she could kill Fu Ming in the first place, killing Fu Ming was meaningless. Untr has now developed into
Even if it is missing Fu Ming, it is time to be able to operate normally.
"Ada Jones, Rambalal. You can come out now." Fu Ming raised his hands and signaled to the tank commander that he had no weapons and no ill intentions. Mo Bing and Huan Huan also threw away their weapons, which were already in their hands.
With his rifle empty of bullets, he stood up with his hands raised and followed Fu Ming.
In the past minute, the two of them had hit at least five CIA agents, all of them hitting critical locations.
The commander only symbolically moved the muzzle towards Fu Ming. After confirming that it was their ally, he relaxed his vigilance and followed Fu Ming's gaze to find where Ada and Lamba were hiding.
The gun was pointed there, but it didn't fire.
"Mr. K, I know that you have a blood feud with Ida Jones, so these two people are left to UNTR to deal with." After there was no sound of gunfire, only the burning sound of the helicopter not far away could be heard. Although the voice of the commander was
It's not loud, but everyone present can hear it clearly.
Only then did Fu Ming realize that the commander knew him. With his boldness and thoughtfulness, he was definitely not a gangster. Fu Ming was already quite sure that the commander was Brickovich Ala himself. But he
At this time, there was no point of breaking, and he put his hand down. "If you don't come out, the machine gun bullets will penetrate the armor of the car and beat you to pieces." Fu Ming said with an evil smile, "Ada, the tide will turn, accept your fate.
Bar."
Ada and Lamba both threw away their pistols and walked out from behind the car with their hands raised. Fu Ming walked a few steps, picked up an MK-23 pistol from a corpse, and checked the ammunition. This
The gun is full of bullets.
With a click, the bullet was loaded and fired. Fu Ming didn't hesitate at all. He was only a dozen meters away and shot Lamba's right leg!
With a loud bang, the muscles on Lamba's face began to twist, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, losing the ability to move. Big beads of sweat washed away the dirt and dust on his face. Although the pain was unbearable,
Still silent.
"The moment has finally come." Fu Ming put down his pistol. He did not want to kill these two people here.