DreamersGN 135. Do You Call This Interesting? Are You Two?
135. Do You Call This Interesting? Are You Two?
Whoosh
The shell skimmed the side of the Humvee, hit a house behind it and exploded.
Immediately afterwards, the vehicle-mounted machine gun sounded violently inclined bullets.
"Get out of the car, get out of the car!"
Sergeant Foley yelled, and the four hurriedly kicked the car door and jumped to the side.
If it is an ordinary person, the first reaction at this time must be to slam on the accelerator and drive the car away.
But a better choice is to disperse before the second shell of the armored vehicle hits, and the survival rate will be higher.
In the blink of an eye, the four jumped out of the car, and a person next to Fuli had quick eyesight and quick hands, raised his hand and threw a smoke bomb at the foot of the armored car.
However, just as he was about to bite off the second smoke bomb, two heavy machine gun bullets swished past, instantly killing him.
A palm-length bullet can penetrate a huge hole in a concrete wall.
Hitting a vulnerable person is as easy as cutting butter with a sharp knife.
However, thanks to the smoke bomb he threw out, the other three got a few seconds to breathe.
The smoke bomb he didn't have time to throw out released smoke under the Humvee's feet, which also provided them with cover.
"Damn... run to the right and put it behind, go around that way!"
Foley picked up Dunn, and Lamy Reiss also threw out the grenade for the second time to cover, and then the three ran to the house in embarrassment while the smoke had not cleared.
The Russian side driving armored vehicles is also a player, and they also have their own tasks.
Seeing that the shot missed, they didn't bother to turn around and chase the three of them, so they continued to move forward and walked towards their target point.
Behind the house, the three of them stood at a corner, listening nervously to the armored vehicle leaving before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Damn, to be underestimated? I thought they would come after me."
Lamy Reiss sticks to the corner and pokes his head out to take a look, making sure that the armored vehicle is leaving, then complains.
"Huh? Then what else do you want? You expect him to hunt us down before you are satisfied?!" Dunn glared at him.
"Stop arguing. According to the original plan, let's go to the crash site first and find a way to contact other troops."
Fuli stopped the bickering between the two, then climbed up to the roof with a ladder at the back of the house, and observed for a while.
"The transport plane made an emergency landing, but it didn't explode."
"I saw some people resisting nearby, we can rush to help."
"Leave the residential area first. There is a gas station more than 100 meters northwest. Let's enter the crash area from the side. Let's go!"
After all, Fuli jumped off the roof, and the three of them lined up, slowly moving forward under the cover of the house.
A straggler without a command is like a headless chicken, no matter how powerful an individual is, he is still a straggler.
The most terrible thing is that the communication has also been destroyed by the enemy. Without contact with the headquarters, there is no way to get air support.
Since when did the proud countryman suffer such grievances and be deprived of everything on his own land?
But for this, Fu Fu and the three of them felt somewhat fortunate? Or excited?
Because this is the first time they have a reason to really pick up a gun and fight, whether it's on or off the screen.
Compared to being thrown into Afghanistan, being despised and scolded by the locals, and being sniped by guerrillas from time to time.
Moreover, as a retired soldier, he does not receive the minimum respect, and is even despised by his own people.
Now, fight on your own land and fight an open and aboveboard Patriotic War.
Even if it is dead, it is extremely proud.
There has to be a valid reason for putting a flag on a coffin, right?
On top of that, Sergeant Foley is a black man.
The player controlling him is also black.
Rami Reiss and Dunn are both white.
The metaphor and inconceivability in it can only appear in such a game world.
"Pay attention to concealment, that broken armored vehicle has encountered a road obstacle.".
"See which way he's going, and stay out of the way so you don't draw attention."
"Go around the alley and there should be a way to the gas station.
The area where Fuli and the others are located is basically a community-style civilian area with its own garden garage.
After hiding behind a small car and watching through the window for a few seconds, Foley was relieved to see the armored vehicle go the other way.
All three are holding SCAR assault rifles with 20 rounds of bullets.
If you are not equipped with individual anti-tank rocket launchers, you should be cautious and try not to provoke the iron bastard that is firing around.
After waiting for a minute, until the armored vehicle was far away from the road in the block, Foley made a gesture, and the three of them quickly slipped into an alley.
Compared with the fierce resistance encountered by Sister A and their beach landing.
Players who airborne into this area are much more relaxed.
Because before landing, the White Swan used heavy aerial bombs to clean all the important positions that should be hit.
Their task is to gather and form effective firepower after landing, and then attack all the way to Washington.
Therefore, the players here are relatively relaxed in mentality after landing.
For example, right now, there are a few people who have just landed, and enter the business hall of the gas station with great interest and rummage around.
"Damn it, can they just rummage around in other people's houses?"
"As if we hadn't done it."
"Don't make noise!"
The three of them concentrated all the way, half squatting and entered near the gas station.
Dunn and Lamy Reiss stuck their heads out and looked into the business hall from the window.
Four people were wandering around the cash register in the business hall, seemingly trying to disassemble the machine.
"Four people, standing closely together."
"Dunn, delay grenade preparation, release in three seconds."
"Rami Reiss stands guard and kills anyone alive."
After observing Fuli, he gave an order, quietly opened the back door of the business hall, and went with En.
"Get ready...to throw it away."
After finishing speaking, Dunn pulled out the safety pin of the grenade, counted silently for three seconds, and then threw it along the floor.
Modern standard fragmentation grenades generally explode in five seconds.
But during training, the instructors generally don't let the soldiers wait for so long, basically just pull the safety pin and throw it out immediately.
Because I couldn't afford to gamble, even though the arsenal made a strong promise, the grenade would definitely explode after five seconds.
But gunpowder is anyone’s guess. Sometimes the inventory grenade equipped with Curry will suddenly explode inexplicably.
So the action of throwing a grenade is actually quite dangerous.
In film and television dramas or games, the enemy throws a grenade, and then the brave person picks it up and throws it back.
This kind of thing is basically impossible, the time is too short, but there are always exceptions to everything, and there are occasional bombs that don't explode.
So the prudent welfare made Dunn count for three seconds before throwing the grenade.
The purpose is to let the enemy have no time to react, no time to dodge or kick the grenade away.
However, the benefits of these three people. Obviously some underestimated these players who played Maozi.
They are a bunch of madmen who can shout Ulla.
In the business hall, the grenade rolled on the smooth tiled floor, making a crisp sound.
The four of them were thinking about a cash register, curious to take it apart to see if they could get some useless cash.
But that doesn't mean they'll lose their vigilance completely.
Then, hearing a strange sound nearby, one of them turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
At a glance, he found the grenade that was about to roll to his feet.
Then, a scene that the three of them did not expect happened.
The man hardly hesitated, because he yelled a question.
Then he threw himself on top of the grenade, curled up his body and tightly covered the grenade.
boom!
A second later, there was a loud bang.
The grenade exploded, and the huge impact shocked the man who weighed more than 150 kilograms from the ground, and then fell heavily to the ground.
He was killed on the spot, but he also blocked almost all the grenade fragments with his body.
The other three watched a teammate die just like that, stunned for a few seconds, immediately took off the AK from the waist and shot in the direction where the grenade was thrown.
On the other side, Fuli and Dunn were a little confused.
They didn't expect that someone would dare to do this. They didn't regain their senses until the enemy bullets hit them, and they immediately bent down and slipped out through the back door.
On the other side of the window, Lamy Reiss, who heard the movement, suddenly poked his head out.
Da da da
SCAR uses 7.62mm NATO bullets. Although there are only 20 rounds of magazines, its power should not be underestimated.
After a burst of gunshots, the bullet casings scattered on the ground bounced and bounced with a sound.
"«Clear!"
Lamy Reiss turned on the automatic, and within three seconds, the bullets were emptied in a single sweep, and then the three people in the business hall were swept to death.
After changing the magazine, staring at the corpse cautiously for two seconds, Rami Reiss yelled.
After Fuli and Dunn came out of the back door, the expressions on their faces were not very good-looking.
"What's wrong?" Rami Reiss asked.
"Damn... Sergeant, we're going to keep fighting people like this? Grenades?"
In fact, when these magnesium countrymen are training.
What the instructor taught in the first lesson was actually dodging instead of throwing up like a heroic feat.
Because such things cannot be taught.
Only long-term coexistence can cultivate a deep comrade-in-arms feeling.
After encountering such a thing, the thought of "I want to block bullets for others" may flash in my heart.
So Foley and Dunn both have ugly faces now.
Because when they saw that person there was almost no (Zhao) hesitation, they immediately rushed forward.
Although this is just a game, subconsciously daring to do this proves that the group of enemies on the opposite side has a very strong team spirit.
They will be a formidable foe.
And look at the equipment on their bodies, serious and fully armed paratroopers.
A huge backpack, even a single sleeping bag for long-term combat.
Coupled with the fact that the sky above the head is still snowing, there is a sea of people blooming everywhere.
Foley and the others knew that this would be a Black Hawk Down-style confrontation, and it was still very difficult.
And the opponent is no longer a black Uncle who only knows how to use random marksmanship and carries an RPG to fight around.
"Damn it, I've caused a lot of trouble." Dunn muttered to himself looking at the corpse on the ground.
"Don't talk nonsense, the battle has just begun, at least show me some morale."
"Rami Reiss, go unplug their phone, maybe we can use it.
As he said that, Fuli squatted down respectfully, and took a nameplate from the body of the buddy who threw the grenade.
"It's an opponent that deserves respect and it will be fun to play against them.
"Huh? Interesting? You call that interesting?"
"Are you a dick?" Dunn looked at Welfare Seven with a ghostly look on his face.
"There was no air support, no command, no general direction.
"When I chose the blue camp, what I wanted was ample logistical air strikes."
"If these are all gone, this battle is obviously going to be lost, and I'm going to beat the fart!".