I want to be a warlord

Chapter 152 This is the gap!
After hanging up the phone, Xie Bingjun turned around and walked to a middle-aged bald fat man and whispered about the situation just now.

The fat man nodded slightly after hearing this, and understood.

Wang Zhen's meaning is very simple, once the war starts, you stay in the room and just sit around, and don't come out to make trouble is the greatest help to us!

This is called obedience!

The fat man is Hou Zeguang, about 175cm tall, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, gold-rimmed glasses, a round face with a big belly, and a smiling face all day long. He organized the escape from the Huaxia merchants from Tel Afar this time.

Among the group of businessmen doing business on the border, Hou Zeguang has a good reputation. He was able to escape all the way here and withstand the attacks of terrorists. His three bodyguards are the main force.

There are three other people who also participated in the battle. Those three have the experience of serving as soldiers, and they can indeed stand up at critical moments.

Get ready on this side, and on the other side, Wang Zhen and his party set off after a short rest, stopped when they approached more than 500 meters away, and released the drone at the same time.

That kind of too complicated control can't be done, but it's okay to simply fly over to check the situation.

In an entire abandoned factory, most of the courtyard walls have collapsed, and the square and open space are covered with weeds. The reason behind this is that the weeds are relatively short.

Three dilapidated factories and workshops, and a small four-story building that looked like an office building.

There are traces left by the battle on the outside of the office building. Wang Zhen estimated that Xie Bingjun and the others should be here. Only here is convenient for defense. When the drone approached, he found someone moving from the window. When he zoomed in on the camera, he saw an Asian face. .

Turning around the small building, Arabs with guns were found behind and on the side. They were all hiding behind the half-collapsed wall more than [-] meters away from the small building.

The drone flew towards the factory buildings. From a high altitude, the roofs of the three factories had leaks. One factory building was nearly half collapsed, but the other two remained intact.

And several Arabs with guns were also seen in the picture.

These terrorists did not attack, it seems that they should have given up and did not want to increase casualties.

It cannot be said that the terrorists did not have training, did not understand tactics, and were compared with others. If it was the Iraqi government forces and the Syrian government forces, the terrorists were stronger. Obviously, they were carrying out a siege.

This is Iraq, where it is extremely hot and water resources are scarce. With more than 30 people like Xie Bingjun, how much water can they carry along the way?

As long as they are trapped for a few days, and they are so thirsty that they have no strength, they will naturally be able to take it easily.

This set of tactical terrorists is very skilled.

"I can't tell how many people are in the factory, but there are more than 20 people outside." Wang Zhen raised the drone and showed most of the factory on the screen and said: "In a while, the poet will go here to cover, mainly responsible for combating terrorism. Molecules may be placed in a heavy machine gun or RPG or something like that in the factory building."

"I, the donkey, and the shrapnel attack from the front, attracting all the terrorists to the square, and then the blind man. You can grasp the timing yourself. I need you to inflict maximum damage on them."

"Is there a problem?"

Several people stretched out their hands and made an OK gesture.

Wang Zhen handed the drone to Guo Jingyun so that he could monitor it after the battle started, and at the same time estimate the straight-line distance from his place to the square, and adjust the landing point of the shells.

The poet bowed and ran out with the M14 on his shoulders, and the three of Wang Zhen retreated all the way to the place where the pickup was parked.

"Shrapnel, you drive one, wild boar, you drive one, it's so powerful." The donkey said carelessly.

"Why didn't you drive it?" Shrapnel squinted over.

"You can't hold the machine gun!"

"fart!"

"You two didn't mention me at all!" Wang Zhen asked with a black face.

"Ahem." The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

"Yeah, I won!" Shrapnel said excitedly, waving his arms.

Wang Zhen climbed onto a pickup truck expressionlessly, and dropped the contents of the truck, so as not to lose it in a while.

Five minutes later, the two cars set off at a slow speed, and they suddenly accelerated and rushed out when they were about 5 meters away from the abandoned factory.

As the engine roared, it was soon heard by those in the factory, not only the terrorists, but also the group of Chinese businessmen in the small building.

Seeing that it was the Ace Ace version of the armed pickup, the group of terrorists obviously misunderstood something, and did not respond immediately, but just watched quietly.

In such a situation, the shrapnel would naturally not be polite. After rushing through the factory gate, they immediately turned their machine guns, and "chug chug" and "chug chug" began to shoot.

The 7.62 NATO bullets directly aimed at several terrorists who were probing their brains. After the bullets entered the human body, they came out from behind with a large amount of flesh and blood. After several consecutive bullets hit the human body, the human body was like a rag doll in a storm. After twisting a few times strangely, he fell to the ground with a bang.

The four of them instantly became dead under the gun.

The two cars turned the steering wheel at the same time, separated one from the left and the other from the right. After rushing 20 meters diagonally, Wang Zhen slammed on the brakes, opened the door and jumped off. Climb into the bucket.

HK416 is good, but I choose to use the machine gun!
1000 rounds of ammunition box, it's so cool to fight!

The car was pulled away for more than 50 meters. As soon as it was set up, the terrorists ran out from behind the factory building and the wall on the other side.

I don't know if they are really fearless, stupid and bold, or brainwashed by religion, they are really good!

Wang Zhen and Shrapnel adjusted the muzzle of their guns, and the bullets accurately targeted the terrorists. Anyone who was found, as long as they were not hiding in a bunker, would be smashed into pieces on the spot.

However, after all, the opponent has a large number of people, and more than 20 AKs fired at the two cars from three directions. The hit rate was indeed close, but more than 20 AKs, even if they were blind, instantly hit the two pickup trucks. Hundred holes.

What's more, there was a steady stream of support, relying on abandoned walls as bunkers, relying on warehouses as bunkers, even with semi-circular protective steel plates, Wang Zhen and Shrapnel had to shrink their heads and start to dodge.

"Slow down, slow down, let them out!" Wang Zhen said loudly in the channel.

As their firepower was 'suppressed', the terrorists gained momentum.

At the edge of the warehouse, a man in a black turban stood up abruptly, with a bazooka on his shoulder, aiming at the unarmed pickup.

"boom!"

150 meters away, the poet pulled the trigger, the head of the black turban popped open just before the launch, and the headless corpse fell backwards, but the RPG was still launched, but the rotten head was needless to look at up.

The warhead 'swish' flew over more than ten meters above the pickup truck, and it was unknown where it went.

But it's just a dead person. Human life is the least valuable here. This can't scare the terrorists, and the firepower becomes more and more fierce.

Lying behind a bare window on the fourth floor, Hou Zeguang poked his fat head out, watching the scene of firefights below and his brows became more and more tight. No matter how you look at it, it seems that the people of Guanghui Defense have been severely suppressed, and the terrorists are still attacking. Move behind the two cars.

Once they complete the encirclement, the semicircular protective steel plate will be useless!

"This...do you want to help them?" Hou Zeguang couldn't figure out the situation, and turned his head to look at Xie Bingjun.

"No!" Xie Bingjun replied very simply. He can't listen to the voice, but he has a very sensitive grasp of the battlefield. Otherwise, he wouldn't have retreated more than 200 kilometers all the way with six people, and he could still persist here for 2 days. time.

"Boss, look, they seem to be in a panic, but in fact they are not. Only these three people shot, and you can hear their machine guns sounding very rhythmic, and there is no chaos from the beginning to the end." Xie Bingjun pointed to Wang Zhen and said. : "The sniper ambushing on the outside only fired one shot, targeting the RPG, which shows that the sniper is not panicked and eager. Obviously, the current fighting situation is deliberately created by them."

"According to the envoy...according to the intelligence over there, there are 6 people in Brilliance Defense. I conclude that there are still people on the periphery. The purpose is to attract more terrorists to show up."

"If the terrorists are hiding, it will be difficult to fight."

Hearing Xie Bingjun's analysis, Hou Zeguang immediately felt at ease.

This person has his own strengths.

"Drive people a little to the left." Guo Jingyun stared at the screen and said in the channel.

"Received!" Wang Zhen donkey replied, with more firepower pouring towards the right side, especially on the warehouse side. The ordinary yellow mud brick wall can't withstand the damage of 7.62 bullets, which can basically guarantee that the gun can penetrate the wall. .

As the two focused on taking care of them, the terrorists who relied on the thin walls of the warehouse as a shelter were called out one by one, and they had to gather towards the other side.

On the left is near the small office building. There is a brick waste area, which is a good bunker, and it is more convenient for terrorists to go around and attack Wang Zhen's side.

As the terrorists moved, Guo Jingyun put the screen on the ground, held the gun barrel with his left hand, and lined up five shells on his right.

Adjusting the angle slightly, he picked up a cannonball with his right hand and put it down, "peddling" and "swoosh"

"Mortar!" Xie Bingjun yelled suddenly while hiding in the small office building.

Before the words fell, there was a "boom", and the collapsed brick and stone waste area was swept by a burst of flames and smoke, followed by broken bricks and screams.

Guo Jingyun stared at the screen, the smoke had just cleared up, and he muttered to himself, "It's off by 1.5 meters."

With this calibration, Guo Jingyun will be sure later.

"Damn terrorist, try my cannons!" Guo Jingyun cursed, grabbed another cannonball with his right hand and put it down.

"Pedal", "Swoosh", "Boom"

"Pedal", "Swoosh", "Boom"

"Pedal", "Swoosh", "Boom"

Three bursts of rapid fire were fired, and the entire masonry waste area was shrouded in the smoke and dust generated by the explosion. It is not clear how much the terrorists lost, but there were indeed no bullets fired there.

"Beautiful!" Xie Bingjun waved his hand fiercely, his face was a little flushed with excitement, this mortar was used, and it looked like a champion in a martial arts competition!

He thought it was pretty, and so did Wang Zhen.

However, Wang Zhen's reaction was not to wave his hand, but to use a heavy machine gun to shoot wildly at the rest of the people!

Without the firepower from the side, the few smashes on the side of the warehouse alone could not pose any threat at all.

Two heavy machine guns, under the crossfire, the thin layer of brick wall was quickly smashed through.

……

Ask for a monthly ticket!

It's the end of the month, the last two days, since it was put on the shelves, it has been maintained every day. For the sake of fireworks, the monthly pass is indispensable!

(End of this chapter)