The blazing fire started to burn, and the bombs in the ruins kept chirping sounds in the high temperature, running around irregularly. Countless guns slowly melted under the high temperature, turning into useless scrap iron.

This is a failed attack, and there is no more failure.

But the militants did not retreat at all. They began to launch a fearless attack on Xiao Yuanchao with the help of the ubiquitous city bunker. In any corner, in rooms, on high buildings, and behind windows, there were militants.

This is their territory, which is the terrain they are familiar with. Xiao Yuanchao is just an outsider and is not familiar with the terrain here at all. Perhaps he has the most powerful tactics, but the unfamiliarity with the terrain is definitely the biggest confinement.

In an instant, Xiao Yuanchao fell into an absolutely cruel urban street battle. Without taking a single step, he would face attacks from different directions.

People who have not experienced urban street fighting cannot understand the hardships of street fighting, especially when facing countless enemies alone. When you take a step forward, you should not only pay attention to whether there is danger behind you, but also pay attention to whether there is danger around you, but also pay attention to the new ambush points you may face after taking a step.

Behind the dangerous wall, behind the window, behind the corner, etc...

"Dadada..."

"Bang!Bang!..."

"Boom! Boom!..."

“…”

The bullets were flying, and Xiao Yuanchao was struggling. He kept shooting and fighting back, but the militants seemed to be unable to kill them, like mushrooms springing up after the rain.

These militants seemed to have given up their promise and must die Xiao Yuanchao, and let this person die at any cost.

The road toward the south was blocked, and Xiao Yuanchao could only retreat to the north and look for other ways out during the retreat.

Amid the gunshots, Xiao Yuanchao slowly retreated to the north bell tower area, and the pressure in this area was obviously much lower. The militants' strength approached weaker and their paces slower, giving Xiao Yuanchao enough buffer time.

“Hu…hu…”

Sitting behind a wall, Xiao Yuanchao, covered in smoke, gasped heavily, and sat on the ground with a gun in his arms, frowned. The powerful energy and physical exhaustion made him feel a little overwhelmed, and what made him feel most unbearable was not physical injuries, but the recurrence of adrenaline disorder.

According to the past, adrenaline will continue to blow up at this time to maintain the body's high operation. However, adrenaline is now gushing and interrupting.

The occurrence of this condition directly leads to intermittent heart pressure, just like a heart patient, whose heart pressure is uneven, causing the body to show an unsustainable situation.

This is not a good phenomenon, definitely not a good phenomenon. Xiao Yuanchao felt that he might die suddenly on the scorched earth of Basra.

This is a premonition, a premonition of danger. This premonition is good at professional soldiers. Sometimes it is a premonition of danger around them, and sometimes it is a premonition of their own danger.

In short, Xiao Yuanchao's current physical condition is very poor, and it can even be described as extremely bad.

"Swoosh!"

A rocket shot from a tall building without warning. Xiao Yuanchao, who clearly captured the rocket's trajectory with his eyes, immediately picked up his rifle and prepared to intercept the rocket with precision shooting.

But the moment I picked up the gun, a suffocating colic came from my chest.

"ah!"

The colic came and his whole body was stiff, causing Xiao Yuanchao to moan in pain. When the moan was made, the rifle in his hand fell heavily to the ground and lost the ability to raise the gun.

"Aoao..." Xiao Yuanchao trembled all over, and the sound in his mouth changed from a moan to a howl of pain.

The sudden interruption of adrenaline caused the heart, which was familiar with adrenaline, to suddenly stop. The consequence of the stop was suffocation and pain, which made him unbearable.

There has never been a pain that Xiao Yuanchao could not bear. When he could not bear it, it means that this pain had reached its peak!

The body could not move at all, but the rocket was getting closer and closer and was about to hit him.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao saw death, death everywhere. But when he saw death, he was not afraid, as if he had become accustomed to death and became able to accept it calmly.

"avoid!"

A powerful voice sounded loudly, and a figure rushed towards Xiao Yuanchao at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, threw him out, and hugged him and rolled out dozens of meters.

"boom!"

The rocket landed accurately at the position where Xiao Yuanchao was standing, and a ball of black and red flame exploded. The heat wave rolled, gushing out violently in all directions, scraping through Xiao Yuanchao and the people who rushed over.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao's adrenaline exploded again, and all the negative effects of his body disappeared without a trace. The heart began to beat strongly again, and through squeezing, blood was transported to every corner of the body.

The first reaction of Xiao Yuanchao, who recovered, was to push away the person pressing on him, stared at him with his eyes and shouted: "Why are you here? Who told you to come? Do you know where this place is? This is a war area! What are you here for!!!"

Xiao Yuanchao's eyes contained anger, and there was a deep worry mixed in the anger. Because the person who came was so familiar and familiar, the familiar made him have been having nightmares since he was a child. Whenever he had nightmares, it was this familiar cheek!

Xiao Hongjun! Xiao Hongjun is here, Xiao Yuanchao’s father is here!

Xiao Hongjun was shirtless, holding a Type 56 submachine gun in his hand, with a bald head, a camouflage on his face, a string of grenades hanging around his neck, and a three-edged military baton taken off from a Type 56 submachine gun at his waist.

The smoke of gunpowder, scars and blood, Xiao Hongjun, who was standing in front of Xiao Yuanchao, was gone in old age. His eyes were filled with indescribable aloofness, and his cheeks were slightly raised.

"Go back!" Xiao Yuanchao roared at his father in anger, pulled off the bulletproof vest on his body in a few seconds and threw it over and said, "Go back immediately, go back immediately!"

"Bang!"

Xiao Hongjun caught the bulletproof vest with one hand, suddenly showed a flattering smile and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "Haha, I don't feel at ease with you."

"Put it on!" Xiao Yuanchao stared at Xiao Hongjun.

Xiao Hongjun handed the bulletproof vest to his son, but his face still had a pleasing smile.

Now Xiao Hongjun is trying to please his son. Since Xiao Yuanchao's mother had an accident, he has tried his best to please his only son.

No one knows how Xiao Hongjun came here, and no one knows how he got the news.
Chapter completed!