I want to be a warlord

Chapter 77 Stealth Assault
He opened his mouth to speak, took a deep breath, felt tightness in his chest, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Taking a few breaths slowly, Wang Zhen sat up and asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

Mentioning this, Bayonet's expression turned ugly, and he said full of fear: "The terrorist put explosives in the room just now. As soon as I entered, he detonated it immediately."

Having said that, Wang Zhen immediately recalled the scene he saw before he lost his will, the bayonet jumped out backwards and fell down with the golden retriever, holding his head.

"It's a good thing the terrorists didn't prepare much explosives this time, otherwise we'll be doomed." The golden retriever also said with lingering fear: "Wang, in this situation, there is no time to issue a warning. Once you see someone lying down, follow suit immediately." , would rather make a wrong judgment than hesitate.”

"I, I see." Wang Zhen looked down at his chest. The robe on his chest was torn. It was smashed by the bricks and rocks from the explosion. No wonder he felt so tight in his chest. If he didn't have a bulletproof vest, it might not be his ribs. Several strands are to be broken.

The golden retriever pulled Wang Zhen up. As soon as he stood up, he felt a tingling pain in his thigh. He lifted up his robe and saw that his pants were torn, and there was blood oozing out, which must have been caused by gravel.

I felt it, not only this one, but several places hurt, but there was no bleeding, I guess it was purple, but fortunately, it was all flawed, and it didn't have much impact.

What Wang Zhen didn't see was that the hood over the helmet was also broken. If it wasn't for the helmet, he would have been shot right now, and he would have suffered a severe concussion if he didn't die.

On the other hand, the two golden retrievers, although they were closer to the center of the explosion than Wang Zhen, were lying on the ground, uninjured except for their chest churned by the shock wave.

It can't be said that, after Beng Fei's bricks fell, many of them hit the two of them, but compared to being blown to death, this is nothing serious.

"Withdraw, retreat." The golden retriever greeted, and the three of them ran against the wall, and Wang Zhen gritted his teeth to keep up.

While running, he was afraid at the same time. He had heard them say how difficult it is to deal with terrorists and how terrifying human bombs are. Wang Zhen had never experienced it, and his understanding was still too superficial.

After experiencing it for myself, it feels different immediately!

Damn, if I was the one who rushed in instead of the bayonet, I would be dead.

Even if I was standing in the position of the golden retriever, I couldn't react to being hit by the bayonet that suddenly turned and ran, and I was still dead!
He also deeply understood why the well-equipped U.S. soldiers could not deal with the terrorists even now when the air and land cooperation completely overwhelmed their superiority!
So why did mercenaries with rich combat experience suffer heavy losses in the exchange of fire with terrorists.

Damn, they are all fucking lunatics!
When you encounter a lunatic, the equipment and what can play a role is already very limited.

Wang Zhen was cursing in his heart, not to mention Americans, he experienced psychological shadows for the first time.

Running back to the camp, Wang Zhen found a place to sit down and began to bandage his thighs. Jin Mao gathered several people together and said, "The pressure is almost enough. Let the group of Iraqis bring RPGs to fight for a while. The terrorists are now left with manpower." There shouldn’t be many, even if they absorb a group of people in the past few days, there should be no more than 6-70 people, and they can try to rescue the hostages.”

"King, don't put on your Arab robes. There is only one chance to rescue the hostages. Once they are discovered, they will immediately understand our purpose. There is no need to pretend. Iraqis will not care about hostages."

Wang Zhen's movements froze, he tore off his robe casually, opened the medicine box, and sprayed a spray on the bruises on his legs, it was cool, and he felt much more comfortable.

I don't know if Baiyao spray is easy to use, Wang Zhen muttered in his heart.

It takes a long time to change equipment and bombs.

The bayonet put down the Benelli M4, picked it up and replaced it with an MP5. In terms of ammunition, Wang Zhen, Jin Mao, and the bayonet should all be replaced with subsonic bullets, and the firearms should also be equipped with silencers.

This time it's a sneak attack, try not to make any noise, so the bullet needs to be replaced.

In terms of grenades, only two shock grenades were left on the three people to deal with possible problems during the evacuation. Each person carried two defensive grenades, and replaced all others with smoke grenades and tear gas grenades.

After finishing everything and applying oil paint on his face, Wang Zhen couldn't help asking, "Why don't you just paint it black."

"Under this low-light environment, pure black is more conspicuous." Jin Mao said solemnly.

"You really don't know what humor is!" Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.

Just joking around and lightening the atmosphere, the human bomb just now was too frighteningly scary.

After changing their clothes, the five greeted the donkey and left with three Iraqis who could speak English. Wang Zhen didn't understand why Jin Mao took three people with him, but he didn't ask.

The five people made a detour, and under the command of the donkey, the fight immediately became lively.

In the alley, on the roof, the Iraqis started shooting at each other.

The terrorists are not stupid either. Seeing someone going to the house here, they immediately knew that the other party would no longer use mortars, and they also went to the roof, and the fight on both sides became lively.

On the other side, the five Golden Retrievers were also ready. This time the poet and the shovel did not go to the room to find a condescending point, but followed the three of them to supplement their firepower.

Until the three people in front are completely exposed, they will not shoot, they will just follow silently.

This time it was the golden retriever who opened the way ahead. Wang Zhen saw the golden retriever hunched over, quickly ran over to a shadowy location, and then crawled to the wall of a house lying on the ground.

After the golden retriever signaled safety, the two crawled over in the same way.

The golden retriever made a gesture, then quietly stood up against the wall, turned to the other side of the door, the bayonet carefully opened the door, and the golden retriever jumped in, followed by the bayonet, "Puff" and "Puff" gunshots sounded.

Wang Zhen was the last to rush in, with HK416 behind his back, holding a Glock 17 in his hand, he rushed in and shot the man in the head.

Refilling the gun, whether it is dead or will not die for a while while twitching, all have to be refilled in the head.

With subsonic bullets and silencers, the sound is really not loud, especially when the fight on the other side is lively, and no one noticed that they cleaned up the house.

When the two golden retrievers finished their search and exited, Wang Zhen pointed to a small package near the door and said in a low voice, "Bomb."

They were in the dark, and couldn't see the expressions on the faces of the two people who were wearing camouflage, but Wang Zhen guessed that the expressions of the two people were not much better.

The golden retriever shook his head, and whispered in the channel: "Shovel, you deal with it, set up a trap, and use it when retreating."

"Can the shovel defuse bombs?" Wang Zhen looked surprised.

"What kind of bomb is this? The simplest IED, you can do it after watching it twice." The bayonet said in a low voice.

The three of them turned out of the room and continued to touch another house.

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