My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 205
Chapter 204: The coward dies, but the brave lives!

Sanderson slowly opened his eyes, and the unfamiliar environment around him made him a little confused.

"Xiaoqiang! Don't get confused! Guard the back door for me!"

Sanderson couldn't hear the captain's voice mixed with the humming in his ears, but he still subconsciously pulled out his waist pistol.

Looking around the situation, he saw the captain who was leaning against the wall and constantly fighting back outside the window.

"What the hell are you looking at! The back door!"

Bang!
As soon as the captain finished speaking, the originally locked wooden back door was kicked open by the enemy, and a man with a rifle rushed in, raising his hand to shove at the captain.

Sanderson trembled all over, subconsciously raised the muzzle of the pistol with his right hand, and pulled the trigger with his index finger before the opponent.

boom!
The man's head exploded at the sound, and before the AK in his hand could be activated, he was shot into the west by Sanderson.

Seeing that someone was about to rush in through the back door, Sanderson clasped his fingers, made a rough aim, and pushed the enemy back with a full magazine of bullets.

"Alan! Help them upstairs!"

Seeing Sanderson solve the back door, the captain finally had a chance to breathe.

Throw away the empty magazine, take out a new magazine from the magazine hanger on the chest and install it, press the empty magazine hook release button with your thumb, and the bolt will reset again.

Taking advantage of the short-term firepower of the enemy, the captain put the muzzle of the gun on the window sill and began to shoot precisely at three points and one line.

Just now, in order to suppress the enemy and prevent himself from being injured, the captain has been using rough aiming, so he missed a few enemies at all.

But after taking a breather, the captain's superb shooting skills were immediately displayed.

Single shot, two bursts, fast and accurate rapid fire make the enemy dare not take the lead easily.

As long as they dared to leak half of their bodies, they would immediately be fatally counterattacked by the captain.

So for a while, this group of guys was really pushed back by the captain alone, and they dared to hide far behind the bunker and use faith shooting, blindly shooting at the windows on the first floor.

"Captain! The doctor is gone!"

Allen shouted, and then moved the doctor's body to the corner of the room to avoid being affected by the enemy's stray bullets.

The captain didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth and continuously vented the few ammunition at the enemy who dared to take the lead.

"Alan! Cover me!"

Sanderson yelled, then bent down and moved towards the body at the door.

Allen, who received the order, didn't delay any longer. Although his experience is indeed not as good as the two experienced elder brothers in the team, it is not comparable to the militiamen who are picked out casually.

Without saying a word, he pulled out the pistol at his waist, suppressed his grief, breathed steadily and aimed at the back door through the cover.

Sanderson didn't look back at all. He believed that his teammates would set up the gun line for him at this time, and he followed the captain's gunfire and moved towards the door.

During the period, some people wanted to take the lead, but they were all suppressed by Allen. His Glock pistol did not have many ammunition, but the 20 rounds of Parabellum pistol in the magazine were enough to provide Sanderson with short-term cover .

Sanderson leaned down and walked through, while ejecting the empty magazine with one hand.

At the same time, the left hand pulls out the spare magazine from the waist, and inserts the new magazine into the magazine well when the empty magazine is out of the pistol.

Followed by the right thumb to press the release button of the empty magazine, the bolt resets and the loading is completed.

"Change bombs!"

At the same time, Allen's side just finished firing a magazine, and Sanderson, who moved to the door, immediately raised his gun to replace Allen's to hold the door.

The whole process is said to be slow and fast, all coordination is completed without any redundant communication, and the enemy has no chance to rush into the room.

"Alan, go help the captain, I will cover Xiaoqiang!"

Just as the two were about to continue the rhythm to suppress the back door, the voice of the sniper Sweep came from behind the two.

He was leaning against the corner with his thigh injured, holding a P30L steadily in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was facing the direction of the back door.

It turned out that he had already woken up when the captain called Allen to send him up to the second floor.

His keen battlefield awareness made him make a decision in the first place. He couldn't help with the suppression of the front door, but he could do it at the back door. He was perfectly capable of alternately covering things that couldn't be more basic!
Sanderson looked back at Swipe, and they both saw trust and anger in each other's eyes.

Silently making a decision, Sanderson refocused on the back door.

Allen didn't refuse, but he didn't have many bullets, so he might not be able to support the captain for too long.

Looking around at the crowd, except for the dead doctor who still had two spare magazines and a pistol, everyone's main weapons were all lost on the Humvee.

If Alan's guess is correct, those good things may have been blown into a pile of scrap iron by now.

However, just when he was at a loss what to do, he suddenly noticed the body that Sanderson had just killed at the door, holding an AK in his hand!

"cockroach!"

Allen greeted Sanderson, and then motioned him to look at the corpse on the ground with his eyes.

Sanderson understood what the other party meant. The reason why he ran to the door for a while just now was to snatch the weapon from the enemy's corpse.

Nodding, Sanderson motioned for Allen and Sweep to replace him, then slowly squatted down and stretched his hand towards the man's body.

Since the shot just now Sanderson hit the head head-on, the man's body was driven by inertia and lay in a backward position by the door.

But he was so alive, his upper body was lying outside the door, and only his two thighs were inside the door. Sanderson had no way to pick up the opponent's weapon immediately, so he could only choose to drag the corpse in.

After giving the two people behind him a look, Sanderson suddenly grabbed the corpse by the thigh and dragged it into the house.

At the same time, the trigger linkage of Allen's pistol prevents the enemy from picking up the AK first.

Da da da!
Perhaps it was the muscle chain caused by dragging the corpse, but the corpse actually pulled the trigger, and one after another bullets spewed out of the house, frightening the enemies outside the door.

However, the movement of the corpse also reminded the enemy. Some of the people assigned to attack the back door immediately realized the problem, and immediately shouted at their teammates.

"They're running out of bullets! Go for me! Catch them alive! If you catch them alive, there will be a reward!"

The enemy who understood the smell hastily raised his gun and shot at the position of the corpse, but it was obviously too late to stop him at this time.

After the corpse entered the room, the AK that escaped the fire subsided, and the owner who used him changed.

"Boys, it's time for me to fight back!"

With a low growl, Sanderson took the spare magazines from the corpse, replaced the universal 5.56mm rifle magazines on his own, and threw them all to the captain guarding the main entrance.

"Alan! You go and take Sweep to the second floor, bandage him up for treatment, and help me clean up the guys at the door by the way!"

Sanderson has never been a coward who is willing to be beaten, he wants to counterattack, and take the first step to counterattack before the enemy makes a big attack!
(End of this chapter)