I want to be a warlord

Chapter 163 Terrorist (Elite)

If you build a building in a war-torn area in the future, you must dig a cellar as an air-raid shelter!

This was the first thing that came to Wang Zhen's mind. What is it called?
This is battlefield experience!

Wang Zhen was about to reply to Walter, when he suddenly noticed a vehicle rushing towards him in the distance.

A lone car rushed out, immediately attracting the attention of Wang Zhen and the poet.

The distance was 500 meters away, which exceeded the precise range of the two of them.

More than 300 meters away, the vehicle suddenly slowed down and braked, and a person jumped off. The moment he landed, the bazooka was carried on his shoulders.

Wang Zhen's pupils shrank, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly, and he quickly pulled the trigger, "bang"

The gun rang, but the bullet hit the wheel hub on the other side's side and splashed sparks.

"Whoosh" in a string of smoke, the RPG was launched.

Wang Zhen resisted the urge to put his head in his hands. If the RPG really hit the car body, any reaction would be useless.

The RPG flew over about 3 meters from the side of the armored vehicle, and the sky was filled with dust with a "boom".

I don't know if he missed his aim from 300 meters away, or if Wang Zhen's shot scared the opponent, anyway, this shot missed.

Restraining the fear in his heart, Wang Zhen didn't see where the bullet hit just now in the scope. At this moment, he could only adjust himself out of thin air, and there was another "bang" shot.

The 7.62 bullet hit the target not far from the target's feet, splashing a cloud of dust, and the frightened man took a step back immediately.

Wang Zhen's expression perked up. He was not afraid of hitting the wrong shot, but he was afraid that he would not see the bullet's impact point. As long as he found the impact point, he could effectively adjust the trajectory of the bullet.

The man looked up at the armored car, put down the RPG launcher on his shoulder, and lowered his head to get into the car.

At the same time, Wang Zhen pulled the trigger again, "bang"

The gunshot sounded, and the man's body shook in the scope, and the RPG launcher in his hand fell to the ground. Apparently, a bullet hit the RPG just now.

If that person didn't hide, he wouldn't die or be disabled!
"Bang!" The poets on the roof of the hospital fired almost simultaneously, and a bullet hit the front of the opponent's car.

The wheels of the "Zi" pickup truck rubbed against the loess and rushed out.

"Fuck!" Wang Zhen slammed his fist on the roof of the car. Damn, if there is a professional sniper, these guys don't want to run away!

"Be careful, there is something wrong with these guys!" Wang Zhen quickly reminded in the channel.

On the battlefield, it is a cat or a tiger, and it cannot be hidden at all.

The terrorist drove the pickup truck to accelerate in a straight line. It was rushing fiercely but it was easy to predict. This pickup truck was not so fast, but it drew an arc on the ground. The wheels rolled up the loess all over the sky, and rushed towards this direction over here.

Wang Zhen and the poet aimed at it at the same time, "bang", "bang", "bang" several shots passed, and they didn't touch the side of the pickup at all.

No one operated the machine gun on the pickup truck, and the other party didn't seem to plan to fight back with the machine gun at all!

This pickup attracted the attention of Wang Zhen and the poet, and another pickup rushed out from the other two directions.

"Poet, the direction at 6 o'clock, the blind man is ready, and the shovel is at the target." Wang Zhen hastily ordered after firing another shot with a "bang".

Guo Jingyun's face was serious, the opponent's speed was very fast, and his actions were erratic. If he wanted to hit the opponent with a mortar, even if he had calculated and shot Zhu Yuan, it was almost impossible. The mortar shells flew in the air for too long!
The opponent's car can only be forced to stop by relying on tomatoes and watches, and then he can strike at the target!

The first pickup turned around and turned, and finally approached within 200 meters. Wang Zhen randomly chose a possible turning direction and fired again, "Bang!"

The pickup truck did not dodge again as he had imagined, but suddenly accelerated and rushed up.

Wang Zhen didn't even care about his annoyance at this moment, he concentrated on staring at the pickup truck, hit the lead, and just about to pull the trigger, the pickup truck suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The muzzle is slightly adjusted forward, and the "bang" is a shot.

Whether it hit the target or not, Wang Zhen couldn't tell at all, the wind blown by the vehicle rolled the loess forward, engulfing the vehicle directly.

Obviously, this is definitely not an ordinary terrorist, but an experienced elite who has been fighting in this environment for many years.

He couldn't see anything clearly in the scope, so Wang Zhen turned the muzzle of the gun to look at the 3 o'clock direction, and shouted, "Shovel, here I am."

As soon as the words fell, the shooting coordinates of the shovel were reported.

Guo Jingyun, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly positioned in his mind, adjusted the barrel with his left hand, grabbed a cannonball with his right hand and put it in.

In the sky full of loess, a person carried a bazooka on his shoulder, adjusted the angle, and aimed at the armored vehicle.

"Pedal" and "whoosh" mortar shells soared into the sky.

"Whoosh" an RPG shot out of the loess.

The rocket hit the armored vehicle first, with a "clang" sound, and the warhead got stuck in the bulletproof grille.

"Boom!" Amidst the sound of the explosion, the sky was full of dust, and the mortar shell was falling on the pickup truck less than half a meter in front of it. The shock wave caused the pickup truck to jump more than half a meter high, and the hood was completely lifted. , shrapnel and shock waves blow up the engine.

The guy who just fired an RPG shot didn't wait to lie down and dodge, he just felt a chill on his face, and he didn't know anything.

Fragments of the exploded hood and car body sprayed out in a fan shape, and a fragment just cut his face, and half of his head was cut directly.

……

One side of the car door was kicked open, a bloody guy crawled out, glanced at the corpse of his companion next to him, and grinned, damn it, those terrorists didn't tell them at all, the other party had a fucking attack Cannon!

Shaking his drowsy head from the bombing, he quickly climbed into the crater made by the shells. The crater is not deep, and it is about half a meter long, but it is not small. The chance of two shells falling into the same crater is very small. There are more than enough soldier pits.

"The other party has mortars, and the shots are very accurate!" Lie down, and notify your companions in the channel as soon as possible.

……

On the other side, Wang Zhen felt the vibration of the armored vehicle, and subconsciously poked his head out to take a look. What he saw was the warhead stuck on the grille, and sweat came down his face immediately.

Almost, luckily, luckily!

The pickups rushing up from the other two directions were reminded by their companions, but did not retreat.

Their task is to suppress the enemy and create opportunities for terrorists to attack. Of course, it is impossible to run around all the time. Once the distance is within [-] meters, they will be easily targeted.

After rushing all the way to about 150 meters, as if discussing, the brakes were completed on both sides at the same time. A second before the brakes, a few grenades were thrown out.

Amidst the "boom" and "boom" explosions, the pickup truck was covered by dust all over the sky, and Wang Zhen and the poet couldn't find the target for a while, at most they shot a shot at the position of the car.

Here the shovel quickly reports the target through the monitoring system, while Guo Jingyun adjusts the angle and prepares for the shelling.

On the other side, as soon as the pickup truck stopped, the occupants jumped out and plunged into the simple soldier pit that exploded from the grenade.

Sure enough, as soon as we lay down here, we heard the sound of "whoosh" mortar shells piercing the air.

With a "boom", there was another explosion beside the smoke-filled car body. Before the dust could fall, more yellow sand and dust filled the air again.

"Boom" the position of another pickup was also hit by mortars.

"Hell, it's the goddamn sharpshooter!" someone in the gang cursed loudly.

There was a brief eerie silence on the battlefield, and Guo Jingyun stopped firing. The fact that he couldn't see the target was one thing, but more dust was the opponent's best cover.

The sun was dazzling in the sky, and Wang Zhen and the others couldn't see the situation in the smoky area for a while, but the smoky area was clearer from the outside.

"The terrorists are coming up again!" Shovel quickly said in the channel.

These are obviously mercenaries. The terrorists want to use these mercenaries as arrows to contain or open the defense gap here, and then let their own people rush up.

Wang Zhen leaned up slightly and looked into the distance. There were quite a few terrorists rushing up this time, but they were scattered in front, back, left, and right. It was impossible to tell how many people there were for a while, and this time the terrorists were more organized than last time. a lot.

Running a few steps and getting down, crawling forward for a while, getting up and rushing a few steps and getting down again, this is far from elite, but at least it seems to be the case.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

A few shots were fired, the bullets fired by the mercenaries from the smoke area.

"The surveillance camera has been knocked down!" Shovel quickly reported again.

After cursing secretly, Wang Zhen said, "Sooner or later."

……

"The other party's surveillance has been shut down, hurry up and get your pickups up." At this moment, the mercenaries didn't have time to care about the terrorists not mentioning the other party's mortars, and loudly informed the terrorists on the walkie-talkie.

Upon receiving the news, eight armed pickups rushed out from a distance.

……

"Bang" was another gunshot, and there was a "ding" sound from the steel plate next to him. Wang Zhen shrank his neck, subconsciously turned the muzzle of the gun, saw a figure in the gradually dissipating smoke, and quickly pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The figure rolled on the ground, fell into the individual soldier pit next to it, and landed a shot in the empty space.

Wang Zhen was not in a hurry, completely ignoring the terrorists, took a deep breath, pointed the muzzle of the gun about half a meter above the individual soldier pit, exerted a little force with his index finger, and the trigger was in a half-fired state.

"Don't worry about those terrorists, keep an eye on these mercenaries!" Wang Zhen said in a deep voice.

The smoke and dust fell little by little, and the poet, watch, and tomato also ignored the terrorists, and all focused on the vicinity of the three bombed pickup trucks.

The two sides just confronted each other like this, firing cold shots from time to time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, in just a dozen seconds, the smoke and dust were almost completely blown away, and the few mercenaries remained motionless instead.

The large force of terrorists is attacking, and delaying it will be more beneficial to the terrorists, but Wang Zhen still does not move.

This time the terrorists seemed to be much more organized. After the machine gun pickup rushed up, it pushed forward with the terrorists' stragglers at a low speed. When it reached about 250 meters, the machine gun on the roof began to sound, "chug chug" "chug chug", facing The hospital began to sweep back and forth.

The bullets hit the sandbags in front of the trenches, making "puff", "puff" and "puff" sounds, but it was useless, and the armored vehicles were also "jingled" by the bullets.

(End of this chapter)