dognovel Chapter 516: Jungle War (3)
Chapter 516: Jungle War (3)
“Three o’clock.”
Inside the jeep armored vehicle at the front, Lao K's night vision goggles glowed green, and the MP5 submachine gun in his hand was already loaded. "There is a metallic reflection three hundred meters away."
Before he could finish his words, the first RPG tore through the silence before dawn.
boom!
A rocket hit the middle of the convoy.
Boom boom boom!
Next, several rockets were fired in succession, smoke rose all around, and several jeeps and armored vehicles were overturned in an instant and caught fire.
Song Si opened the car door and jumped out at the moment the blast hit, and he could hear the screams of his teammates through his earphones.
As he rolled into the bushes he caught a glimpse of the jeep reduced to a burning iron coffin, with half a tactical vest hanging from its twisted frame.
“Disperse! Disperse!”
Song Si's roar overwhelmed the tinnitus.
The well-trained team members quickly formed a fan-shaped defense, and heavy gunner Lao K had already led his men to set up the M249 machine gun.
Suddenly, more than a dozen tracer bullet tracks appeared in the forest. The bullets hit the armor plates and splashed orange and yellow sparks, just like the ghost fire lanterns of the Ghost Festival.
Song Si's pupils suddenly contracted - the bullets actually turned strangely in mid-air, bypassing the bulletproof shield and drilling into the gap in the bunker.
He saw blood suddenly burst out from the temple of his younger brother next to him, and his young body still maintained a shooting posture.
“It’s Onmyoji!”
Demoman K cursed over the radio, "The fucking shikigami is enchanting the bullets!"
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"Onmyoji? Shikigami?"
Ha Qia and Song Si were extremely shocked.
There is actually another person on the other side?
However, at this moment, cold lights flashed, and the foreheads of several brothers behind Song Si were instantly pierced by his hands, and blood spurted out, strangely and enchantingly.
"Damn, there are ninjas!"
The younger brother who witnessed all this was a little overwhelmed.
Facing ambushing gunners and gunners is troublesome enough.
There are so many rare species, which makes it even more difficult to deal with.
At this time, several black-clothed ninjas flew out from the bushes in a strange posture, and several star darts shot towards everyone rapidly in the night.
Brush brush!
"Fuck you, no matter who you are, die!"
Song Si was completely furious and crazy!
He raised the submachine gun in his hand, used a big tree as a cover, extended the muzzle of the gun from the side of the trunk, and fired into the air.
Song Si is a retired soldier and a former fierce general on the battlefield. His marksmanship, command ability and combat capability are first-class.
Chu Chu Chu!
Submachine gun fire spread out, and streaks of fire cut through the night sky.
The ninjas were caught off guard, and some were hit by bullets on the spot, blood spurted out, and their bodies fell down.
Many ninjas discovered the big tree where Song Si was hiding and surrounded him.
"Give me the gun!"
Song Si's gun had run out of bullets, so he took the gun from an injured soldier nearby and continued shooting at the ninjas rushing towards him.
Soon the bullets were used up again. Song Si grabbed the injured brother and dived into the bushes on one side to hide.
On the other side, Ha Qia's team was dispersed. There were about a dozen people beside Ha Qia, who were leaning back to back with him and struggling to hold on.
When Ha Qia's submachine gun knocked down the third ninja, the sticky blood had already soaked his combat boots.
These elusive killers wore digital camouflage ninja uniforms and threw poisonous darts from time to time.
The next second, I heard a slight noise coming from the treetops above my head.
“Be careful up there!”
A soldier behind Ha Qia screamed.
When Ha Qia turned around, he saw two of his men behind him nailed to a tree trunk by samurai swords that fell from the sky. The talismans wrapped around the handles were still emitting smoke.
The samurai leader Sato, wearing a black haori, landed lightly on the ground.
"kill!"
He pointed his sword at Ha Qia.
"Yeah!"
Ha Qia picked up the SCAR-H assault rifle that fell on the ground beside him and pulled the trigger, spurting out flames.
But Sato dodged sideways as if he had predicted the trajectory of the ball.
The moment the samurai sword cut through the smoke, Ha Qia saw clearly that the Sanskrit words "Acalanatha" engraved on the blade were glowing.
The bullet grazed the opponent's visor and blew up a three-foot-high mud wave in the pile of dead leaves.
"Quickly retreat!"
Ha Qia roared into the headset and threw out the last smoke bomb.
In the thick purple smoke, he saw Lao K detonate the pre-buried C4.
The entire forest collapsed with a roar, and the gust of wind blew away three Onmyojis who were performing seals.
The blue flame of a certain shikigami that lost control ignited the bushes, burning two KKK gunmen hired by the Tsai Group into screaming human torches.
However, in panic, Ha Qia retreated to the edge of a cliff and there was no way forward.
The pursuers from behind were approaching again, and the situation was imminent.
In desperation, Ha Qia asked his brothers to set up a machine gun and use it as a position to fight a desperate battle with the enemy.
Chu Chu Chu!
The sparks from the ammunition intertwined into a line of defense, preventing the enemy from getting close.
However, the enemy was very persistent, and once Ha Qia's firepower weakened, they launched another attack.
Gunners and samurai fell one after another in the battle, and Sato was very angry when he saw this.
"Kill them, kill them!!!"
He shouted, holding up his katana, and reunited with everyone.
When Sato's samurai team broke through the last line of defense, Ha Qia's ammunition was exhausted.
The visor of the Sato samurai leader was shattered by a stray bullet in close combat, revealing a face covered with burn scars.
The warriors and Ha Qia's men fought hand-to-hand.
Sato raised his knife and stabbed at Ha Qia.
Ha Qia used a bayonet to block Sato's samurai sword and retreated continuously.
Although Ha Qia has good fighting power, he is definitely not as good as Sato who killed a thousand people.
At this moment, his men were beaten badly by the warriors and were completely unable to take care of Ha Qia.
Ha Qia fought and retreated, while Sato became more and more courageous. The duel between the two on the cliff lasted for a full three minutes. Ha Qia's bayonet and samurai sword collided and produced continuous sparks.
The final blow came unexpectedly.
Sato's blade was suddenly enchanted by the shikigami, and after splitting the bayonet that Haqia blocked, its remaining force was not reduced.
Ha Qia felt a chill in his chest first, followed by a burning pain.
As he staggered back, he saw his blood drawing a sad and beautiful arc on the edge of the cliff.
The last thing Ha Qia saw before falling was Sato's cold eyes when he sheathed his sword, and the thick fog in the valley.
Ha Qia of the Dark Night Mercenaries was half-kneeling on the edge of the cliff. The smell of blood in the morning mist was so strong that it could drip water.
He pressed his left hand on the wound on his right shoulder that was burned by the shikigami, and sticky blood was oozing out from between the fingers of his tactical gloves.
It was already early morning and the sun seemed to be rising.
But he knew that he would not be able to see the sun today.
Ten meters away, the samurai leader Sato slowly drew out his katana. The blade reflected the first light of dawn in the sky, drawing a cold arc of light in the mist.
Ha Qia's head fell to the ground!
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The original team of more than 60 people now only has about 30 people left, including Song Si and Lao K.
They are still dealing with each other.
Song Si's tactical vest was cut into three pieces by the samurai sword, and the dents on the bulletproof plate were still hot.
The bamboo forest on the opposite bank suddenly shook violently, and more than twenty KKK gunmen rushed out in a wedge-shaped formation. The rising sun flags on their shoulders were glaring in the morning light.
"Fire!"
Song Si's rifle bursts blew up the leader's head, but the following enemies immediately dispersed into a tactical formation of three-three.
Bullets hit the rocks in the stream, sparks flew, and the stream water mixed with the smell of blood had turned light red.
Lao K's submachine gun suddenly jammed. As he cursed and rolled behind a rock to change the magazine, a ball of blood suddenly burst out of his left leg.
“Sniper!”
The moment Song Si pounced on Lao K, the second bullet grazed his helmet.
Eight hundred meters away on the mountainside, the camouflage net was shaking slightly - it was the KKK's ace sniper.
With the cover of the sniper, several warriors rushed towards Song Si and Lao K.
Tumen, the demolition expert of the Dark Night Legion, suddenly rushed out from the flank, and the flamethrower in his hand spewed out a twenty-meter-long fire dragon.
Several warriors instantly turned into screaming fireballs, but three blood flowers also bloomed on Tumen's back.
Song Si watched the old soldier who had followed him for five years slowly kneel down, his burnt hands still tightly gripping the ignition valve, and his heart was filled with grief.
At this time, a voice came from the dense forest: "Your leader has been beheaded by us! Put down your weapons and surrender!"
Then, a bayonet with Haqia's head protruded from the dense forest.
Song Si took out a telescope and looked over. With the help of the firelight, he could clearly see that it was indeed Ha Qia's head.
"Hachia Boss!"
Song Si was extremely sad.