Lin Feng leaned against the corner of the wall and tried hard to calm his breathing.

It has been more than two hours since they were besieged.

The battle was extremely cruel in these two hours.

Not to mention that the opponent's firepower is strong, it is difficult for them to support it by relying on several times their own strength alone.

Especially after they came in, the three jeeps turned into ashes. If the other party's rockets were shot at them, they would probably not be able to withstand it for two hours.

"Dog, count the number of people!"

He repelled another round of attacks from the other party, wiped the blood from his face, and Lin Feng shouted to the dog.

The most terrifying thing about this battle is that the other party has a powerful sniper. Lin Feng tried to find the other party several times, but he didn't find it.

A bullet flew over his cheek. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died.

"Three people were killed and five people were seriously injured. Everyone was denied the lottery!"

The dog wiped the sweat from his face. These two hours were like a year for them.

In addition to Junzi who was shot dead before, two comrades died at the hands of the sniper who was unpredictable.

"Calculate the ammunition!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly. He was the captain and the sniper in the team. He has always been known as the 100-meter-piercing Yang Swordsman.

But now he not only can't find the other party's location, but also can't protect his comrades. His eyes were almost bleeding and he said to his comrades.

"One magazine, two magazines of pistol, and the grenade is used up..."

"Ten bullets. The pistol is finished..."

"I have no bullets!"

...

After counting, only six people were able to fight, and all the grenades were consumed, and there were not many rifle bullets left.

After all, it was the first time they encountered such a fierce battle. Not to mention them, even Lin Feng was a little confused.

The sniper rifle was left with only one magazine, and the situation on the enemy was obviously better than them.

Perhaps they died more than themselves, but they could see that those were just cannon fodder.

Several of the firepower points appear and disappear from time to time, which is the real master.

"Transfer the wounded upstairs and bring them in and fight!"

The remaining ammunition could no longer be consumed, and they had no contact with the headquarters and did not know when they would be able to rescue them.

Fortunately, the place here is quite large, enough for them to use in civil war. Lin Feng hurriedly ordered that the three soldiers who died be temporarily placed in a secret position on the first floor, and everyone moved upstairs.

Bullets were shot from almost all directions, and grenades were thrown into them from time to time.

Looking at the fire point that was constantly rising, a guy holding a sniper rifle sneered in the dark.

He is the blood-colored godfather ranked ninth in the Soldier King's Book, and the eight-star master wants this effect.

"They have already gone upstairs according to the scheduled plan!"

In the headset, a pure British accent reported that the entire trap used more than 70 people, but in addition to the Blood Godfather, the real backbone also had three direct subordinates, all of whom were veterans who participated in the Afghan War.

"Very good. Nighthawk continues to use firepower to suppress it. Coyotes and leopards. Please touch me. Remember, you must capture the leader alive. If we get the chip, we will make a fortune. As for no one else, we must not let anyone know that it was us who did it!"

The blood-colored godfather squinted his eyes, and his face, which was cut by a knife and axe, showed a sense of cunning.

If it weren't for the chip, he wouldn't have accidentally leaked the ambush circle and left the building. According to the military script, this is called asking you to get into the trap.

"I understand, boss, I promise to catch that kid back for you!"

Two thick voices came from the headphones, and they were all veterans who had been with a sneer on their faces.

As a mercenary, I am used to using carnivores to give myself a code name. First, it is more interesting. After all, most people have long names, different nationalities and different languages, so it is difficult to remember the real name. It is easier to remember the code name. Second, with a code name, it also looks a bit majestic. With your own personal tattoo, it is very respectable in front of women.

Especially those who regard the wound as honor, they do not wear camouflage uniforms at all, especially the coyotes who are more than 1.9 meters tall, and they are tall and dark in their skin. They only wear a vest, revealing their bodies full of lumps.

With an automatic rifle on his back, he quickly touched forward, and his bald head reflected from time to time in the dark.

On the other hand, the leopard was short and moved quickly, unlike the coyote who walked on the stairs. He kicked his feet and shot his whole body into the window on the second floor.

The two people who turned over were the main players, while the other mercenaries with weapons were just a group of rookies.

"You can go and have a meat dish. Remember to leave the person to me and kill it. It's not a waste of fun to give it to you as a firepower point!"

Nighthawks held a sniper rifle and kept firing at the window above, using firepower to prevent them from bounced out.

With the cooperation of the team, a close-knit battle between buildings began in the dark building.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The roar of pistols came from the stairway passage.

Because of the wall blocking, pistols have become the best weapon.

Especially with the huge consumption of bullets, several people guarded the stairs respectively, giving everyone a chance to breathe.

In the firelight bursting from the muzzle, a figure suddenly shot in from the window, followed by the killing spreading across the floor.

"Dog!"

Lin Feng suddenly turned around, and the hole that was just guarding the stairs had disappeared without a trace.

In shock, he stepped forward, and the pistol in his hand was ready to shoot at any time.

It was pitch black around, there was a sound of bullets roaring in my ears, and there was no night vision equipment. Everything could only rely on perception and the dismal moonlight.

"Let him go!"

When Lin Feng flashed behind the wall, he suddenly found that the dog had been hugged by a thin guy from behind, and the sharp dagger was pressed against the dog's throat.

The dog held the other party's arm tightly with both hands to prevent the dagger from stabbing in, but it was obvious that it was too late. The cold dagger drew a blood mark on his neck.

"Put down your weapon, otherwise your partner will be killed!"

The leopard was already thin, and he sneered and said, curled up behind the dog.

"Squad leader, don't worry about me! Kill him!"

The dog grabbed the leopard's dagger tightly, but could not break free. He squeezed out a few words from his teeth and knew that he was being treated as a meat shield.

"Let him go, I'll let you go!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and with the moonlight outside the window, he could not find the location for the shooting.

"I'll give you three times to think about it. If you don't put down your gun, he will die in front of you!"

The leopard sneered, and the pistol's penetration force could not be shot at him at all. The reason for the three numbers was that the tall coyote had already arrived behind Lin Feng and would pounce on him at any time.
Chapter completed!