The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

"Huhu..." Zhao Ziyang, who was hiding behind a rock, panted heavily, his eyes fixed on the Pashtuns rushing towards him halfway up the mountain, feeling powerless.

The mountains here lack trees that can effectively cover people, and it is impossible to launch any form of individual guerrilla warfare. It seems that they can only occupy the highest point with the help of sniper rifles as Angel said.There is no other effective way to get out other than this, and this is simply a dead end.

The Pashtuns are best at fighting in the mountains under this terrain. They defeated the invading British army with such mountains and forests, not to mention the fact that they have all kinds of modern weapons now.

Stretching out his sniper rifle, Zhao Ziyang aimed at a Pashtun man in the front, and gently pulled the trigger with his right index finger.

"Bang!" The bullet broke through the air barrier and hit the hard rock with a single shot.

"Over there! Over there!" The Pashtuns at the foot of the mountain yelled and shot at the rock where Zhao Ziyang hid his body.

"Da da da..." "Bang bang..."

A burst of intense gunfire rang out, and the bullets rained down on the rock completely.The hard rock was instantly battered and riddled with holes, and there was a sound of painful groans, sparks shot out, stone chips flew across, and a layer was sliced ​​off in an instant.

Zhao Ziyang, who was hiding behind the rock, had no way of showing his head, so he could only hide behind the rock to avoid the pouring rain of bullets.He touched the AK rifle behind him, touched it on his body again, and complained in his heart: there is no bullet for the rifle!

The blood of the Pashtuns is savage and ferocious. The enemy's shooting will not scare them away, but will only ignite their barbaric blood!

"Keng Keng Keng..." There was a sound of bullets hitting the rock, and the scattered stone chips hit Zhao Ziyang's face fiercely, hurting him so much.

It is impossible for him to persist for too long. Under the group of hundreds of guns, this rock will not last long at all. Sooner or later, it will be weakened layer by layer by the bullets, and eventually it will not be able to withstand the huge penetrating force of the bullets. If it was broken into two pieces, Zhao Ziyang would be beaten into a hornet's nest at that time, and he could not die any more.

But now it was impossible to take another step back. These violently jumping bullets completely enveloped the surrounding area of ​​the rock, and the sound of bullets colliding with rocks from any direction, front, back, left, and right continued to envelop the entire place.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

Zhao Ziyang, who was curled up behind the rock, desperately thought of ways to escape, his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding terrain one by one: there are rocks here, and the only way to fight is to retreat to the top of the mountain with the help of rock bunkers.

But this is not as easy as imagined. The approaching Pashtuns will instantly smash the rocks leading to the mountain.But you can't stay here for a long time, and you will definitely be surrounded by Pashtuns if you stay any longer.I can only try desperately, and use the rocks leading to the top of the mountain that can be used as bunkers to carry out tactical movements and get rid of the pursuers down the mountain.

Looking up, rocks were scattered irregularly. Zhao Ziyang tried his best to find an S-shaped bunker connection, and his brain instantly entered a state of high-speed operation, calculating the distance between each rock and the time required for movement.

At this moment, the gunshots from the bottom of the mountain disappeared, making Zhao Ziyang's heart tremble, and he immediately lay down and looked down under the cover of the rock.

A row of five Pashtuns stood at the forefront, about 50 meters away from his position. Each of them carried a single-soldier rocket launcher on their shoulders, aiming at the rock where he was.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Four rockets were fired, and the rockets dragging a dazzling white light shot straight towards the rock where Zhao Ziyang was hiding.

"Bastard!" Zhao Ziyang, who was forced to do nothing, cursed helplessly.

He ran up the mountain desperately, breaking away from the trembling rock.

"Boom! Boom!..."

The loud sound of four rocket bomb explosions came out, and the whole rock was shrouded in a group of flames that suddenly rose.The rock that had been bombed was finally overwhelmed and split from it, and the splashed rubble centered on the explosion point, and flew in all directions in an instant.

"Ah!..." Zhao Ziyang yelled, driven by the air energy generated by the explosion of the rocket, his whole body was pushed upwards like a kite with a broken string, and he was instantly shocked. It hurts the lungs and falls heavily on the hillside.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Zhao Ziyang felt that the bones in his whole body were about to fall apart, and his entire back was hit by countless stones, causing him to be seriously injured in an instant.

Lifting the bloody cheek that hit the hillside, Zhao Ziyang immediately looked back and saw the thick black smoke from the explosion.Black smoke completely cuts itself off from the sight of the Pashtuns down the hillside, a once-in-a-lifetime chance of escape.

Not caring about his injuries at all, Zhao Ziyang slammed his hands on the ground, trying to make himself stand up.But with the force of his hands, the whole upper body felt like being pricked by needles, with pain everywhere, even into the bones.With the attack of this pain, his body fell heavily to the ground, his face collided with the gravel, and a bloody gash was cut on his cheek.

After the rockets successfully destroyed the boulder, the Pashtuns shouted upwards, and shot guns through the black smoke generated by the explosion without aiming at the head.

"Da da da..." "Puff puff..."

The right side was swept by a row of warheads, and the splashed earth and rock debris were clearly turned up in Zhao Ziyang's eyes, forming a row of small bullet craters.Seeing the scythe of the god of death slashing across his side, Zhao Ziyang knew that he had to stand up and run away, otherwise he would definitely be killed by stray bullets.

There was a ferocious look on his blood-stained cheeks, and without hesitation he swung his fist and slammed it hard on his chest.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of reverse blood spewed out from his mouth, and his body didn't seem to hurt so much after spewing out this mouthful of blood, but it wasn't enough.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" "Puff..."

Zhao Ziyang, who spat out three mouthfuls of blood again, got up from the ground with a distorted expression, and rushed up the mountain like lightning, following the S-shaped route he had drawn earlier, and crazily rushed towards the top of the mountain with the help of blocks of rocks.

"There! There!..." Pashtuns shouted from the foot of the mountain, and they discovered Zhao Ziyang's existence the moment he jumped up and rushed up the mountain.

"Da da da..." Fierce bullets shot towards Zhao Ziyang's body like a torrential rain again, instantly covering him in the deadly rain of bullets.

The power of hundreds of rifles shooting at the same time is more fierce than that of several invincible Gatlings. Its teeth and claws are about to destroy and tear all the life forms in front of it to pieces.

"Roar!..." A violent roar came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth, and the moment his body was sprinting towards the top of the mountain, he suddenly changed direction and rushed towards his right front.

"Puff puff puff..." There was a sound of bullets being shot into the mountain, instantly mottled Zhao Ziyang's position just now, and the upturned earth and rocks made the area present a gray scene.Then this cloud of grayness was sealed and rolled up, covering Zhao Ziyang's figure in it, making it indistinct.

The shot missed, and the Pashtun immediately turned his gun and shot at Zhao Ziyang who was running to the right.

"Da da da..." With the burst of gunfire, all the bullets fell through again, and the Pashtuns found that the man on the mountain had shifted from the right to the left again, and the whole person moved in a smooth S-shaped tactical curve.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Pashtuns immediately turned their guns again and shot towards Zuo Puyang on the left, but this round of shooting failed again, and all hit the mountain.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang squeezed all the potential in his body, sprinted upwards at the speed of a cheetah's instant burst, and maintained this instant burst speed during the sprint, avoiding the deadly attack time and time again. attack.

His nostrils and the corners of his mouth were continuously dripping with blood, and his eyes were full of blood red and blood red.Human life is fragile, but when life is threatened, the fragile life will explode with infinite potential and create miracles that are difficult for people to see immediately.

The Pashtuns below felt powerless for a while. They fired hundreds of guns at the man on the mountain at the same time, but they couldn't hit him at all.The opponent's speed was too fast, even faster than the bullets they fired.

No, his speed is definitely not as fast as the bullet, but he is flying with the bullet, completely leading the shooting of people like himself, the speed of his body exceeds his reaction speed!

"It's an S-type tactical movement, covering shooting! Covering shooting!" An experienced Pashtun yelled out a reminder.

They finally came to their senses, gave up subconsciously aiming at the target, and started covering Zhao Ziyang, who was about to run to the top of the mountain, covering his second landing point no matter whether he was going left or right.

Zhao Ziyang, who heard the voice from the bottom of the mountain, was full of bitterness. There was still nearly 30 meters away from the top of the mountain. The Pashtuns who had changed their shooting methods would definitely beat themselves into a sieve!

"Da da da..." There was a loud gunshot, and Zhao Ziyang, who was about to move to the front right, saw that the landing point on the right was swept by a burst of bullets, and the fresh soil rolled up high.

He abruptly stopped his high-speed body, changed the S-shaped route, and rushed straight to the top of the mountain.

"Puff puff..." The bullet hit the rocks under his feet, and the splashed gravel pierced Zhao Ziyang's calf, tearing his camouflage uniform and piercing it into his muscles.The oozing blood dyed his calf red, a bloody mess.

At this time, he was still nearly 20 meters away from the top of the mountain, but he knew that he might not reach the top of the mountain at all and would be killed by the Pashtuns below.The shooting of hundreds of guns waking up was not something he could dodge at all.

"boom!"

The sound of the rocket launcher was fired, and in the village at the foot of the mountain far away, a rocket that came out of its chamber drew a graceful arc and landed nearly ten meters below Zhao Ziyang.

There was a loud bang, the rockets exploded violently, black and red flames soared into the sky, and the compressed and expanded air swept around violently like a storm.

Hearing the explosion behind him, Zhao Ziyang, who had not had time to evade tactically, opened his body as he was running upwards, and was pushed up to the top of the mountain by the violent air.As his body was pushed to the top of the mountain by the shock wave of the rocket, he finally got rid of the shooting of the Pashtuns on the mountainside.

"Bang!" Zhao Ziyang was thrown heavily on the top of the mountain, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.The whole person collapsed in an instant, lying there gasping for breath, a stream of blood froth flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his body was hit hard like never before.

"Uh..." Zhao Ziyang groaned in pain, he climbed to the back of a raised rock with difficulty, and set up a sniper rifle at the Pashtuns down the mountain.

He had to fight these Pashtuns back, or he would die.