Genius commoner

Chapter 962 Miracles Happen
"Bang bang bang!"

The six Humvees slowly pushed forward, the submachine gun protruding from the car kept pulling, and the carpet-like bombardment of bullets not only destroyed the fragments of the exploded car again, but also beat the ground beyond recognition, splashing stone chips, and at the same time , More than 20 men in black came out of the woods, with long guns and short guns everywhere, pressing down on the members of the Jidao from the side.

The Jidao elite shouldn't be so embarrassed. With their combat quality and reaction, even if they don't withstand the enemy's first round of attack, they should be able to quickly build a defense line to fight. It's just that they are too happy and overjoyed tonight, and the team didn't pull away like before. The distance, so encountering the bombardment of the opponent, wanted to put up a defensive formation but was powerless.

Powerful!

They barely got out of the car door to escape, but before they could pull the trigger, they were shot by the opponent's submachine guns and bombarded by grenade guns. They fought with short guns, but they couldn't stop the opponent's advance at all, and more than ten people quickly fell in a pool of blood.

The attack of the attackers continued unabated, the firepower in their hands became more ferocious, coupled with the grenade guns scurrying around, stray bullets flew in the air for a while, and the streamer swayed. In this early morning night, a shocking iron flow was staged. Let everyone feel that life is vulnerable, Ivansky roared: "Back! Back to the reef!"

"Get back all of them!"

A bullet slammed into the left leg of a member of the Yakuza, and the blood slowly flowed down his pants. He just gritted his teeth and continued to wave the gun in his hand. The trigger continued to be pulled, and the bullets were fired crazily. Anyway, now Already half-surrounded by the enemy, and even shot, I can't run even if I want to run, so I might as well fight here to my heart's content.

Just as the bald man and the others were about to turn around to help him, a miniature grenade roared towards him.

The grenade accidentally hit and blew up the member of the Yakuza, smashing the latter with his gun to pieces. Seeing the unrecognizable pile of flesh and blood, the bald man who was numb from the pain gritted his teeth and waved his hand to continue. Retreating, an extremely elite who quickly retreated to the edge of the railing suddenly stopped and pulled the trigger forward:

"Brother, be careful..."

The member of the Yakuza fired a series of bullets, killed an enemy who was about to aim at Ivansky, and issued a warning to the latter, but just halfway through the sentence, a bullet "pounced" through He hit his head, and everything went dark in an instant, and he fell headlong to the ground in the dark night where gunshots blare and flames shot into the sky.

"Lelin..."

The surviving Jidao elites were filled with grief and indignation when they saw another comrade die tragically. The barrels in their hands let out an unyielding roar again. The bullets they poured out began to tremble with anger. When these bullets killed several enemies in succession, The attacker's dense bullets fired again mercilessly, passing through the throats and bodies of several people.

The former leaned back, took a few steps back, and managed to stand still. Blood gushed out of his throat like a fountain, and then he swayed and fell to the ground.

Vitality suddenly extinguished!

Then, another grenade whizzed over.

With loud gunshots and explosions, apart from the black smoke, blood and fragments of corpses rose into the air. Attacked from both sides, the Jidao elite who had no cover barely fired a few bullets, and then they were thrown down by the opponent's dense bullets. Overturned, only the bald man and a few others were blown to the edge by the blast, and temporarily saved their lives with the help of the stone pier.

Holding the gun and poking out half of his head, Ivansky felt that everything he saw in front of him seemed to have become static. He watched his companions being slaughtered wantonly like pigs and sheep. , with blue veins on his forehead, he wished he could rush forward and do his best, but reason told him that the result of the charge would undoubtedly be death.

Seeing the advancing enemies under his command attacking and killing them from both sides, several enemies rushing in from the woods rushed in again, the evil fire in Ivansky's heart erupted, along with the Sand Eagle bullet in Ivansky's hand, Pour, the sound of the Desert Eagle is particularly deterrent, three bullets, all shot into the heads of the three enemies accurately.

Total headshot.

The heads of the three enemies with short guns were blooming, and the blood along with the brains was sprinkled on the blazing road together, which was bloody and exciting. Entering the only reef where there is no enemy, hold the gun and keep pulling it, suppressing the enemies rushing in front and on both sides.

The coastal passage was filled with gunshots in an instant, and it was a mess. After a short counterattack, Ivansky and three of his men quickly left the place, no matter how many holes were cut on their bodies by the reef, they just moved quickly, with a cold expression Cruel, just as they expected, just as they moved, countless bullets poured over and fell down.

Then there was another roar, a grenade hit the reef, a ball of flame exploded, and the raised reef was flattened.

"day!"

Ivansky roared, "I really want to kill me."

He yelled at the bald man in the distance: "Call for support, call for support, get rid of these bastards."

The bald man took out his phone, but found that there was no signal: "Boss, I can't make calls, they interfered with the signal."

Ivansky was murderous: "Damn it! It's really fierce."

If you want to play, I will accompany you to the end!

Ivansky participated in the Battle of Chechnya ten years ago, and his eye-catching performance has amazed a large group of Hebrew bosses. He is known as a ruthless man with strong individual combat capabilities in jungle warfare. He left the battlefield because of his career, and now he might be the leader of a certain army. Even if he entered the top ranks of the military, it would not be surprising.

Such a coquettish guy, even if he is far away from the smoky battlefield, his pampering will make him a lot dull, but if he really wants to raise his gun and launch a ruthless attack, it is not something that ordinary people can easily match He is tough, lying on the rocks, even if he is suppressed by the enemy's firepower, he can find opportunities to fight back from time to time.

He does not shoot blindly every time he shoots, and strives to kill with every bullet. In the dark night, the special gunshots of the Desert Eagle are mixed with the dense gunfire, which is very rhythmic.

Eight enemies who walked from the woods to the road were killed by him, and all their heads fell to the ground.

This slows down the enemy's footsteps.

Ivansky did not meet with the bald men. In this case, it is safer to disperse. If they get together, the target will be bigger. The street lights in the place chosen by the attacker are dim, and the rocks restrict the escape route of Ivansky and others. , It is very suitable for doing some murder and seeking revenge, but it also inadvertently gave Ivansky and the others a chance to struggle.

There are many rocks and twists and turns. He shot a shot with the bald man to change places, trying to save bullets. The other party will have nothing to do with them for a while. In addition to the situation, there is also the fact that the other party left this gap for them, which means that they are not afraid of them jumping into the sea.

Maybe if you jump down, there will be a big net to pick you up, even if you don't, a few speedboats can wreak havoc on them, it's better to rely on the reef to smash a few.

Perhaps, if you persist for a while, there may be a miracle. Ivansky thought of the text message and had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

When Ivansky changed another magazine, there was another burst of continuous gunshots, which directly hit the rock beside Ivansky. Ivansky was sticking to the rock, and he could clearly feel the bullets coming out and falling on the rock. He squinted his eyes in the scorching heat next to him, with a calm expression, but a scream from the side made his eyelids jump to look over.

I saw two companions who were approaching me were shot to the ground by random bullets. Just as I was about to stand up, a burst of dense bullets swept towards me. There were at least dozens of bullet holes on their bodies. I saw their blood flowing, and their eyes illuminated by the headlights , Die without regret, Ivansky was endlessly angry, but he had no choice but to yell at the injured bald man:

"Lie down! Don't move! Don't come over!"

Holding the gun, Ivansky sighed to the sky: The boat capsized in the gutter tonight.

Although the two still have a few magazines, the number of people is not in the same proportion after all. No matter how fierce he and the bald man are, they can't withstand the other side's bombardment. Two people, two guns, and a certain number of bullets, if they can Annihilate more than 50 people from the opponent, unless it is against the sky. At this time, the car and the enemy have stepped through the sea of ​​​​fire and come to the railing.

Twelve Hummer headlights shot at the reef in unison, covering it as if it were daytime, and also revealing the thin figures of Ivansky and the bald man.

There are two groups of people, one up and one down, with great disparity in strength.

"Mr. Ivan is worthy of being the elite of the Russian army back then. With such a powerful firepower coverage, he can still live until now. I admire, admire."

The window of one of the white Hummers fell down, and a soft and charming voice came from: "It's just that I said, five billion, if you win, you may not be able to use it!"

Ivansky's eyes narrowed for a moment, his tyrannical emotions could no longer be hidden, and he was about to move.

Red Lady!
This woman dared to bring someone to block herself.

It was unexpected.

It's just that this also means that the other party must take his own life.

Thinking of this, Ivansky laughed loudly: "I'm still alive, the five billion is still mine, not to mention the money has already entered the account, killing me is useless."

"It doesn't matter, the 50 billion is the ransom for Benimaru."

The red lady smiled softly: "We are under too much pressure, we can't use it, you take it away, it's just right, it can share the pressure on Ding'an Island."

"Perhaps in three to five days, international news will come out. Who is the real culprit who ransacked the Benimaru?"

Her voice was soft: "You know, many people want Hebrew to be the murderer more than Dingan Island!"

Ivansky's face changed slightly: "I'm still alive, you can't splash dirty water, and the casino will testify that the money was won from you."

"Just because you're alive now doesn't mean you'll live until tomorrow."

The red lady smiled coquettishly: "After a while, you will become a dead body."

Ivansky exhaled a long breath, looked at the deep sky and said softly: "Don't be complacent, maybe there will be a miracle."

"Miracle?"

The red lady joked coldly: "Have you read too many novels?"

As soon as the voice fell, a gunshot sounded, and the enemy on the top of the Hummer fell down and his head exploded.

A miracle happened!

(End of this chapter)