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One hundred and six red boy club two

"Go upstairs and change your clothes first before coming down." Wang Chaoyang said.

Gao Fei parked the car in the underground parking lot of the shopping mall. The police were already attracted by the squinting car. Now they can only say that it will be safe in a short time.

At this time, no other special forces soldiers had bothered to send a text message to Wang Chaoyang and the others.

Wang Chaoyang and the others went directly to the mall from the parking lot, and then directly to the place where they bought clothes.

The group of people walked silently into a shop in the corner of the first floor of the mall where they bought clothes. The other people looked around. Wang Chaoyang walked over and when no one was around, he knocked out the saleswoman with a knife and dragged her to the test room.

In the dressing room, he came out and waved to others.

The special forces soldiers walked in, picked clothes that suited them from the shelves, and then walked into the fitting room.

Soon, five people came out. They had all changed their clothes and were different from before.

The five people walked out of the mall in a low-key manner, stole another car, and prepared to return to the hotel.



"Almost there." He said sideways.

"Look, they're right there!" A subordinate emerged from behind and pointed to a building in front of him.

On a low building opposite, there were some figures shaking.

These people are squinting terrorists who are prepared just in case.

In fact, there are more terrorists carrying out terrorist acts in Moscow than imagined, and Chechnya's assistance has made it much easier for these terrorists to enter Moscow.

These terrorists are not at the same level as those who bomb subways. In addition to automatic weapons and squad light machine guns, these terrorists also have heavy firepower such as RPGs.

The Moscow Special Police Headquarters, the "Signal Flag" special forces, and the "Alfa" special forces all moved quickly to reinforce the police force, but it would take ten minutes for the fastest vanguard force to arrive.

On the battlefield, ten minutes is enough for these terrorists to beat the police to pieces.

There are also special forces and SWAT units coming to reinforce the Sheraton Hotel. The police patrolling around the hotel also took cover because the opponent's firepower was too strong, evacuated the surrounding people, and did not get close.

The special forces did not expect them to stop to pick up their guns. Within a short time, they were surrounded by heavy siege.

"RPG!" Ye Qinghun shouted suddenly.



"RPG!" shouted a policeman sitting in the passenger seat of the first police car. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and yanked the steering wheel. The front of the car swerved and rushed to the front of another car, and ended up with a car coming from the opposite direction.

It hit hard.

But by doing this, he just happened to avoid an RPG flying towards him.

But a mini car full of police officers behind it was unlucky. It was hit directly through the windshield by an RPG, and then exploded to pieces. The police officers in the car were all blown into pieces before they could even scream.

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The explosion also overturned a car behind it, causing several police cars behind to crash into each other. There was a huge explosion and flames shot into the sky.

Immediately, the terrorists' squad light machine guns began to unleash their firepower.

The policemen in the police cars behind got out of the car and used various weapons to fight back. However, the training of the police cannot be compared with that of the terrorists who have received military training and combat baptism. In addition, most of the police weapons are short guns, which pose no threat to them at all.

There were terrorists a hundred meters away. The policemen who had only a few long guns, and because they were not well trained and had not seen any big scenes, had already been frightened and fell down. They were just wasting bullets by shooting randomly.



The RPG, which was not very accurate, hit the bunker of the special forces. The explosion was deafening, and the shock wave roared past the special forces due to the deflection of the bunker.

"Fight back! Find where the rocket launcher is!" Ye Qinghun waited for the shock wave to pass before leaning out and starting to suppress the oncoming terrorists.

"I'm looking! Help me find it!" Zhou Du shouted.

"Over there! Over there! I saw it! Behind the mailbox! They are loading! Oh Shit! Be careful!" Wu Hao was giving Zhou Du instructions on the target while shooting.

The RPG shooter who just hid behind the mailbox loaded another RPG with the help of his assistant, and then suddenly popped out from behind the mailbox without even aiming. He fired directly in this direction.

Zhou Du did not miss this opportunity. He stood up and fired a bullet at the shooter's position.

Maybe Zhou Du himself didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to buy the Mark Six lottery directly. Maybe this had something to do with the fact that he stepped on a piece of dog poop when he jumped downstairs. Zhou Du's bullet hit him directly and without any bias.

The RPG! The RPG exploded in the air, and the shock wave of the explosion knocked Zhou Dou to the ground.

"Damn! That's awesome!" Liu Dongwei supported Zhou Du and said.

"Fuck! He's back again!" At this time, Wu Hao found that the shooter was reloading again.

Just when the shooter stepped out and was about to put the RPG launcher on his shoulder, Wu Hao's bullet hit him right between the eyebrows.

The single-shot accuracy and rapid fire of the special forces is still very good. The special forces always set their guns in the single-shot position during assault operations, because assault operations focus on the incapacitation effect.

What is the incapacitation effect? ​​Simply put, it is the effect of losing ability. During assault operations, troops need to break through quickly. For defending the enemy, we do not pursue annihilation of its effective forces, but quickly make it lose its ability to resist. Generally speaking,

For example, to make a person lose his ability to resist, one bullet is enough. If there is still a threat and it will not happen quickly, there will definitely be time to send him another bullet. In addition, in order to pursue speed, special forces must also reduce the number of bullets that need to be replaced midway.

The number of magazines and bullets are also limited. It is enough for one bullet to make an enemy lose the ability to resist and no longer be able to stop the special forces.

But one disadvantage of this is that the rate of fire is reduced. The special forces need to react quickly and shoot accurately. Therefore, if you are fighting in a confined space, three-round burst fire has become the first choice.

In today's defensive operations, what is needed is the density of firepower to completely suppress the enemy's attack, exaggerately kill the enemy's effective forces, and deal a heavy blow to them psychologically.

The real difficulty of single-shot rapid fire is not in single-shot shooting, but in "speed", rapid shooting. Single-shot shooting will inevitably reduce the shooting speed. How can we make up for it? Search for the target quickly and aim at the target.

Guns come from the heart, and a real shooter does not need a scope.

Continuous training, feeding with bullets, until the gun becomes the shooter's extended right hand, the accuracy is deeply imprinted in the shooter's psychology. When the shooter wants to shoot a target, he only needs to keep a close eye on the target, and his

The hand will naturally bring the gun to the correct position, and the crosshair will naturally aim at the target. Pull the trigger, release the firing pin, fire the primer, the propellant explodes to form high-pressure air, and the warhead is pushed away from the cartridge case.

It rotates along the rifling, discharges the barrel, and hits the target in one go.

"This can't go on like this!" Luo Xingyi shouted.

"I know, we have to find a way to retreat quickly!" Ye Qinghun responded while shooting.

"Send someone to scout the alley behind, let's retreat from here!" Luo Xingyi ran to Ye Qinghun, pointed to an alley behind them and shouted.

"Aren't there enemies over there?" Ye Qinghun asked.

"They have all been wiped out. There were gunshots at the other end of the alley, and no terrorists were seen rushing up here, so we have to go do some reconnaissance and see if someone can help us!" Luo Xingyi said.

"Then take someone with you!" Ye Qinghun pointed to the alley.

"Okay! Chen Guoqing is coming with me!" Luo Xingyi patted Chen Guoqing and motioned for him to follow.

"Others cover!" Ye Qinghun shouted.

The special forces suppressed the enemy's firepower one after another. Dozens of corpses were already lying on the road where the two sides were facing each other.



"We need support!"

A police officer hid behind the police car and shouted into the radio.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Several bullets flew over his head.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Several bullets hit the police car and bounced away. The policeman was so frightened that he quickly shrank into the cover of the car.

"Hold on, we're almost there!"

The voice of the savior seemed to come over the radio.

The squinting car had long since disappeared.

The terrorists poured bullets frantically at the police, and the police could only fight back with dignity as a symbol of dignity with their non-threatening weapons.

RPGs kept flying in, causing huge damage to the police.

The terrorists are not particularly fond of fighting. The fighting is becoming more and more intense, but the personnel are constantly withdrawing, leaving only RPG shooters and machine gunners to shoot wildly.

The special forces soldiers riding the armed helicopters began to organize their equipment in the air. The "Mi-28" armed helicopter at the head of the helicopter formation had turned on its ground weapon system and was ready to fight at any time. They were about to enter the war zone.

In the Kremlin, the president and military and political officials are all paying attention to the fighting in Moscow. The past few days should be said to be the blackest days in the history of Moscow, second only to the Battle of Moscow.

Staff have also suggested that when the anti-terrorism situation is so serious, the president and the entire wartime command system temporarily leave Moscow or enter the underground bunker. However, the president does not intend to leave, nor does he declare a state of emergency in Russia. He firmly believes that he has the ability to defeat

He is not afraid of terrorism, and feels that there is no need for the country to enter a state of emergency.

Luo Xingyi and Chen Guoqing walked into the alley alternately, and the gunshots at the other end of the alley gradually became sparse.

"Notice!"

Luo Xingyi, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his fist and stopped before a corner. He heard footsteps on the other side.

Chen Guoqing also stopped, and the two of them leaned against the wall, hiding themselves. The two of them were so nervous that their hearts beat faster.

The person coming from the opposite side seemed to have noticed something and stopped.

"Are they Chinese?" the person opposite shouted in English.

"Who are you?" Chen Guoqing shouted in English.

"We are here to rescue you! We are the 'Red Boy Club'!"

"Why should I believe you?" Chen Guoqing asked.

"I am Chinese!" the other person shouted in Chinese this time.

"OK! Put down your weapons and let's come out together!" Chen Guoqing and Luo Xingyi shouted after making eye contact.

"good!"

"one two three!"

Both sides stepped out of the corner at the same time. As a result, neither side put down their guns and pointed their guns at each other.

There were more than a dozen people from the other side, all wearing Russian army uniforms.

"One of our own!" The person on the opposite side first showed his kindness. The leader put down his gun and motioned to his subordinates to put down their guns.

Luo Xingyi and Chen Guoqing also put away their guns.


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