I want to be a warlord

Chapter 72 Encirclement, General Attack!

The cleaning speed is neither fast nor slow. As an experienced assaulter, the bayonet can control the rhythm very well, and will not wait for the back attack to run out of energy.

At the entrance of an alley, the bayonet glanced away, then backed away, and pointed upwards diagonally.

Someone was hiding on the roof and shooting, and his shotgun was off the mark.

Wang Zhen squatted down halfway, protruding half of his body from the foot of the wall. Under the low-light night vision device, half of his head could be seen from this angle. The target was shooting towards the main road at the entrance of the village, exchanging fire with Faisal's Iraqis.

Take aim, adjust to single shot mode, "Bang!"

The target tilted his head, and the gun in his hand fell from the roof.

"Five!"

As soon as the target was dead, the bayonet jumped out immediately. At the door, a terrorist saw the gunfire from this side, and was shooting towards this side with his gun.

The opponent didn't have a night vision device, so it was completely blind shooting. The bayonet bird didn't even notice the opponent. He rushed out two steps and pulled the trigger directly, "Boom!"

A shot of shotgun directly knocked the person to the ground.

Continue to search, a cross alley, after the bayonet made a gesture, two grenades were thrown out.

"Boom" and "boom" two grenades exploded, the bayonet stepped forward and turned to the left, Wang Zhen rushed out with a stride, pointing the gun to the right.

"Da da da"

"boom!"

"Da da"

At a distance of 12 meters, the target squatted on the ground, two shots hit, and Wang Zhen made up for two more shots.

"Six!"

When the terrorists discovered that the attackers were divided into teams to clean up the perimeter, they responded immediately. The terrorists scattered in the perimeter no longer hid in the house or gathered towards the center of the village. They began to use the more familiar environment to hide in the alley and fight street battles.

A random shot, the dead are still terrorists. Without night vision goggles, all you see is a black shadow emerging. With luck, it is obvious that terrorists will not be favored.

Continue to search, while walking, the golden retriever behind him suddenly shot, "da da da" "da da da"

Hearing the gunshot, Wang Zhen turned around suddenly, and saw a person sneaking out of the room he just passed by, but he was brought down by the golden retriever before he could shoot.

Damn, so insidious!

"Shovel, the golden retriever is on your left, tell your people to be careful!" A donkey's voice sounded in the channel.

On the other side, Shovel immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Stop fire, stop fire, be quiet, back off."

This is why the Golden Retriever doesn't let those Iraqi veterans follow!
It's not that they can't fight, but they only have an AK, and without night vision goggles, they can't tell the IR identification badge on the scythe team.

They don't want to be shot to death by their own people!
"Jin Mao, the area where the terrorists are concentrated is on the northwest side of the village, and the firepower is fierce."

"Shovel, you take people there, establish a blockade, don't let them disperse, let's gather the poets."

"The poet reports the location."

The peripheral cleaning work is almost done, and the third stage of tackling is about to start.

That's the climax of the night!

After replenishing grenades from the shovel side, the three continued to clean up. From the poet's side, there were fewer people and the attack was not deep. It took the three of them more than 10 minutes to clean up without any difficulty.

"Poet, shovel, you two find a suitable shooting position."

The two nodded and went to find their own seats.

A precision shooter, a machine gunner, must seek high places with a wide view to exert maximum power.

After converging, Golden Retriever began to prepare for the final attack, "Bayonet, Wang Zhen, you two find a way to block several intersections towards us and establish a position."

Wang Zhen and the two nodded, picked a few Iraqis and left.

Blocking the intersection is simple, just use local materials, blow up nearby houses, and directly block the gap with brick and stone garbage.

There is no need to block them all, just set up two bunkers in the center of the road, and have four AKs, and those Iraqi veterans can complete the task.

The golden retriever was not idle either, and divided into the east and west sides with the donkey, and began to direct the Iraqis to evacuate the nearby civilians.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. These Iraqi veterans are not terrorists now, but it doesn’t mean they are good things. The war in Iraq has been going on for almost 10 years, and these people don’t know how many people they killed. It is said that some of them participated in terrorist activities. Don't be surprised.

Especially those living in local towns and villages.

This group of Middle Easterners has a very vague concept of terrorism, so they are not normal people. Two different religious sects or nationalities will never be soft on massacres.

Evacuation is also a hassle. The shovel and the poet have already found a suitable location. The poet comes to shoot from time to time. The range here is not big, but anyone who appears in his scope will definitely not survive for 3 seconds!
Changed several places, killed 4 people, and kept putting pressure on the terrorists, causing several people to set fire to the poet from time to time.

This effect made Wang Zhen's heart itch.

The harassed and angry terrorists were really in a hurry, one of them jumped out with an RPG on his shoulders, and just took aim, "Bang!"

A bullet was precisely focused on the terrorist's chest from 200 meters away, and shot in from the front, leaving a fist-sized hole in the back.

The terrorist fell on his back and was alive for a while. When he fell, he pulled the trigger. The RPG shot out obliquely and shot in through the window of a building not far away. With a bang, all the windows of the whole house were shot The shock wave shattered it, and most of the people inside would die.

This time, the terrorists really stopped, and they didn't dare to show their heads in this direction again.

A brilliant accurate shooter has such an overwhelming advantage that he can be used as the core of a team and build a team around him!

When the preparations here were completed, it was already 11:30, and five 5mm mortars were pushed out, and Jin Mao planned to send a round of shelling to say hello.

Mortars are actually not very effective against masonry houses, even if they are 82mm high-explosive bombs, so they can only say hello, play a suppressive role, and create an opportunity for the final attack!
Of course, if terrorists try to defend from the roof, it can only be said to be bad luck.

The erection is completed here, the shooting of Zhuyuan is calculated, Jinmao, Bayonet, and Wang Zhen are ready to attack, "Deng" "Deng" "Deng" "Deng"

More than 60 shells poured in the direction of the target continuously. There is no target to be hit, just scattering, "boom" "boom" "boom" "boom" "boom"

The killing range of each shell has a radius of 15 meters. In the night sky, the continuous explosion of flames completely covered the twenty or so houses where the terrorists gathered.

"on!"

Still the bayonet rushed first, followed closely by Wang Zhen, with Jin Mao at the rear.

Slanted at 30°, the shovel mounted the M240 general-purpose machine gun on a roof.

About 20° on the other side is the poet.

High and low, left and right, a complete crossfire network completely blocks the enemy and divides them into houses.

In the eyes of the sickle team, these are just seemingly solid bastard shells.

The firepower of the shovel was suppressed, and it took only 5 seconds for the three of them to rush across the 20-meter distance to the first target door.

With bayonets, Jin Mao stood on both sides of the gate, and Wang Zhen stood at the window.

He took off a shock bomb, bit off the insurance, and threw it through the window with shaking hands.

"boom!"

Amidst the glaring white light and loud noise, the golden retriever kicked open the door and rushed in with a bayonet, "boom" "boom"

At the same time, Wang Zhen turned around and stood at the window, looking through the low-light scope and "da da" was a short burst.

"Seven!"

Checking, searching, suddenly the donkey's voice came from the headset, "King, John wants to talk to you."

Wang Zhen's expression froze, and his face darkened instantly. Do you want to talk at this time?

What are you kidding? !

No accident, it must have been an accident!

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