A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The sound of gunfire continued like scrambled beans, and the attackers formed a dense net of fire. Ren Qixian and Shu Ange had their backs against the car body, and the speed of changing the magazines was extremely fast.

In the face of the sudden exchange of fire, rawiyah was excited like a monkey, not afraid of death, carrying a gun to hedge against the enemy.

Shu Ange observed from the reflection of the car window that the people who attacked them also suffered a lot of injuries, and the situation was not much better than them.

And compared to their side, the enemy's weapons and equipment are much worse, and there are few guns that can penetrate the body.

Ren Qixian pulled out a black communicator from his collar and asked in a cold voice, "Which party attacked us?"

It was only then that Shu Ange discovered that Ren Qixian had a very slender Bluetooth headset behind his ear.

"Let Arwan come over as quickly as possible, I have already sent the coordinates."

After Ren Qixian gave the order, he cut off contact, Shu Ange wiped his sweat with his backhand, and pricked up his ears to distinguish the enemy's shouts.

"We were most likely attacked by mercenaries who spoke some dialect of the Germanic state and only a few spoke Arabic."

"Be careful, hold on a little longer, reinforcements will arrive soon."

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Ren Qixian's pupils, and every shot would take away a life.

Fighting with hot weapons and fighting against cold weapons gives people a completely different feeling. When fighting with cold weapons, you will be injured and red, which will stimulate people's ferocity.

But in the shootout, many times, before seeing where the enemy is, people have been shot in the head or pierced through the heart.

The more severe the situation, the more calm Ren Qixian showed. He calmly confronted the enemy while analyzing the enemy's situation.

"Listening to the distribution of gunfire, there are at least thirty people on the other side, but their guns and ammunition are limited, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as ours. As long as they persist, they can win."

"Well, Seventh Master, we will win!"

A burst of gunshots that was even more intense than before suddenly sounded, and there were cheers from the enemy side, and Shu Ange gasped: "They're here for reinforcements, Seventh Master!"

Shu Ange has an unrivaled advantage in language. She may be the only one who can understand most of the conversations in the entire battlefield.

Ren Qixian opened the car door, threw a new gun to Shu Ange, and changed it himself.

As soon as he got off the plane, he ran into a strong enemy, and his life would be in danger at any time. Ren Qixian was still calm and calm, and he didn't mean to be afraid at all.

His calmness infected Shu Ange, she picked up the gun and faced the hail of bullets with him.

Amid the deafening sound of gunfire and the echoes of bullets hitting different objects, Ren Qixian took an iron rod from the car, took off his hat and put it on top.

Then, he inserted the iron rod into the car, and the hat swayed up.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The mercenary thought that it was the head of a living person under the hat, and immediately concentrated all the firepower to hit it, and the hat was instantly blown away.

When the enemy's attention was attracted by the hat, Ren Qixian risked the danger to dodge out and fire at the enemy.

At the same time, Shu Ange tacitly stepped halfway from the back of the car, shot at the enemy in the distance, and quickly retreated before the enemy recovered.

Although the p5 submachine gun is small, its rate of fire and accuracy are very high. In just over a second, Shu Ange has fired sixteen or seven bullets, knocking out five or six people on the opposite side.

The battle continued in gunpowder smoke, the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and the smell of burnt flesh.

Red blood and white brains, as well as various unknown flesh and blood, were scattered on the scorching sand.

Seeing that Ren Qixian and his party gradually gained the upper hand, the other party rushed over in the hail of bullets while sacrificing many of his companions, raised his hand and took out a grenade, pulled the buckle and threw it here.

The smoke grenade came flying, Ren Qixian's pupils condensed into a line, raised his assault rifle and fired three bullets in the direction of the grenade.

"Boom..."

The grenade with green smoke was blown up by the volley!

The enemy who was lucky enough to rush forward continued to throw grenades without fear of death. One car was hit, and the brothers behind the cover were blown away all the way. Some people died on the spot, and Shu Ange felt like being stabbed by a knife.

Not long ago, they were sitting on the plane together, watching TV and newspapers leisurely, but in a blink of an eye they were separated from each other.

The death of his subordinates angered Ren Qixian. He was holding a gun like a **** of war, using several vehicles as bunkers, constantly shifting positions, and frantically shooting at the enemy.

Seeing this, Shu Ange also fought side by side with Ren Qixian and defeated one enemy after another.

The fighting style of the two of them is not afraid of death, which stimulates the fighting spirit of the teammates, and also makes the enemy feel fearful, and the offensive is much weaker.

The enemy's arms were about to be exhausted, and when they were afraid of Ren Qixian and his party and wanted to retreat, Arwan and his party finally came.

The enemy was panic-stricken by the enemy on all sides, Ren Qixian shot at the enemy expressionlessly, and shouted loudly: "Blood for blood, no living!"

His words ruined the enemy's desire to surrender, and let the shadow of death completely shroud them.

After the reinforcements joined, there was no suspense about the outcome. In the end, Ren Qixian left the bunker, completely exposed himself to the range, and held a gun to confront the enemy head-on.

Shu Ange raised her heart, and to prevent him from getting injured, she followed him to cover and assist.

Three minutes later, all the enemies were lying on the ground, Arwan nervously led his teammates to apologize to Ren Qixian.

Shu Ange checked the casualty situation and found that the casualty situation was better than she expected.

Because they were hiding behind the car, only one of the companions who hid near the bombed vehicle just now died on the spot, and the remaining two were slightly injured and one was seriously injured.

As long as he believes that he is alive, there is hope. Shu Ange drops the gun, grabs Arwan and asks him for first aid equipment, so as to provide emergency hemostasis and first aid for the wounded.

Her behavior reminded Ren Qixian, he recovered his calm, sent people to do everything possible to treat the wounded, and at the same time sent several subordinates to replenish the enemy's guns.

War is always brutal, even if it's just a tiny armed conflict that most people in the world don't even know about.

The dead can never be revived, neither enemy nor comrade-in-arms.

The hot wind blew the **** air into the distance. Shu Ange stared at the big sun and tried to treat the wounded. The sticky blood was dried up by the wind on his hands.

After examining the last wounded, Shu Ange knelt on one knee on the hot sand from the sun, and the frayed tiger's mouth was swollen like an egg.

Ren Qixian's eyes fell on the girl kneeling on one knee in the distance. She was really young and had not graduated from college.

She should have never experienced such a cruel and ruthless battle in her life.

"The target character's favorability rating is +7, and the current favorability rating is 44."

[Meow, after the brutal battle, let's relax together]