The dark clouds gathered more and more over the Gobi Desert, and the wind and sand in the wilderness became stronger and stronger, as if the whole world was about to fall into a storm, and this night was destined to be a raging rage.

Dingding, Dingding, Dingding.

The bald man heard the gunshot in the dark and wanted to rush into the cab of the garbage recycling vehicle under the cover of the bullets. However, five bullets hitting the door made his hands that he had just raised before he could poke out to pull the door of the garbage recycling vehicle and retreated. This was the f-pressure that clearly prevented him from moving the car.

"Walk!"

The bald man, who had made up his mind, pulled the Mexican leaning against the garbage truck and turned his head to the back of the garbage truck almost the same second. In just a few seconds, he had made a judgment that the car could not be taken, otherwise everyone would have to catch it with the car.

Scream!

Scream!!

The sound of the car brakes suddenly came, and the three cars shone directly on the garbage truck with high beams. At the same time, the bald man snatched the ak47 in his companion and half of his head stuck behind the garbage truck to lift the gun out. When the muzzle was pointed at one of the police cars, the bald man suddenly adjusted the ak47 down a little. The moment he fired, he showed his familiarity with the weapon and all the advantages of this ak47.

Da, da, da, da, da.

Six bullets shot out, and on the weekend, he watched sparks jumping up in the front of the car one after another. Then the window was like a crack. After a "bang" sound, a round bullet hole appeared in the middle of the window. The bullet hole exploded like a spider web. He had never had that feeling before he came to the United States. Puff, before he could react on the weekend, the bullet had already passed through the entire car and plunged into the backrest of the back seat of the car.

"Let's go down!"

Derek pulled down hard after the weekend, then scolded: "You, he, how could he be in my car!"

At that moment, Derek got up slightly and opened the car door, kicked it open, and then said to Zhou: "Hide behind the front door and don't come out. Only the front door of the police car is bulletproof!"

rub.

Derek got out of the car. After getting out of the car, he shouted at the bandits behind the garbage truck: "Put down the gun, you are surrounded!" After shouting, he ignored the bandit's reaction and took out his pistol and shot directly. In other words, even if the bandit put down the gun in his hand at this time, Derek would still shoot and would never hesitate.

Soldier, soldiers.

Two bullets hitting the edge of the garbage recycling truck's bucket forced the bald man to hide back. In that second, Derek roared and told the weekend: "Get out, hurry!"

On the soil bun 150 meters away, Tony was lying there in a suit. He was now fully controlling the garbage truck and aiming to pull the trigger with a smile on his face when he saw the small Mexican rushing forward at the rear of the car, intending to escape from the police's control.

Da, da.

In the dark environment, Tony's muzzle began to spit out flames. After the bullet rushed out of the muzzle, he drew a diagonal line in the air and landed directly on the surface.

Puff, puff.

Two streams of dust in the Gobi were lifted up by bullets with extremely strong impact. The Mexican, who had just run away, saw the small fog rising in front of him and could only drill back to the back of the garbage collection truck.

“**!”

Judging from Tony's degree of annoyance, he definitely did not want to stop the small Mexican from escaping, but wanted to kill him. However, his shooting accuracy did not help him achieve his goal. He wanted to hit the moving target 150 meters away. This difficulty was not something Tony could bear. However, thankfully, he intercepted the small Mexican's escape route.

"Heisenberg!"

"Private!"

After Derek shouted, the big-bellied grasshopper man who was aiming at the police car next to him immediately responded.

"You and Joey aimed at both sides of the car and fired immediately no matter who showed up."

This is nonsense. The police car must have exceeded the pistol shooting distance from the rear of the garbage recycling car. At this time, the shooting can do nothing except disturb the opponent's aim.

Derek turned his head and shouted, "On the weekend, you squat down! Who asked you to come out from under the car door? squat there!!!"

After finally climbing out of the car in a fierce gunfight, I took out my pistol on the weekend and aimed it along the front door, but I heard Derek's yell.

During this period, something that no one noticed happened. The small Mexican squatted at the rear of the car with the ak47 in the hand of another Mexican, revealing a small barrel to aim in the direction of Tony. However, at the position of his feet, a sinister gun exposed the muzzle, and the bald man lay on the ground and said in great peace: "You two go first."

In the same second, two other Mexicans behind the garbage recycling truck rushed out and ran quickly towards the boundless Gobi behind them.

Dada, dadada...

Da, da, da da...

Two AK47s fired together, and the small Mexican aimed at the position where Tony had just shot, and shot one by one. Each time, the number of bullets was two or three. After three shots, the garbage truck was quickly recaptured; the bald man lay on the ground for accurate aiming, and used the time the small Mexican fired and gave him a sudden sneak attack on the ground.

bump.

"ah!"

“**!!!”

“**!!!”

"My feet!!!"

After Bob's first shot from his bald head, his feet suddenly staggered and howled wildly, and blood flowed out along his ankles. Bob's fingers that grabbed his ankles with his hands were dyed red.

bump!

puff!

Half a second before the weekend, he was still attracted by Bob's wail, but half a second later, he obviously felt the car beside him shorter, and the sound of bullets breaking through the tire and hitting the wheel hub sounded in his ears.

Only then did I realize that the bald head's target was not to make a policeman lose his combat effectiveness, but to two, himself, and his second target. Fortunately, the first shot precisely aimed at the first shot was not himself, otherwise the hasty shot of the second shot swinging the muzzle would not hit the tire.

"Walk!"

Derek rushed over, grabbed Bob's back collar and bent over, and with his strong body he dragged Bob, the big guy behind the trunk of the police car.

Turning back, I saw blood mixed with yellow sand on the side of another police car from the space where I opened the car door on the weekend. The blood had turned black, and sand kept floating on the blood and finally converging with the objects mixed with blood mud. This situation in front of me, which was facing the blood of my colleagues, was rarely so shocking and real before my eyes.

Touch, touch.

Before the weekend could be felt, I was shocked by the strength of the bald head in front of me, two gunshots came from the Gobi in front of me. The Mexican, who was still running forward, rushed forward and fell. The two men did not even wail and became two corpses in the Gobi.

In the distance, two hundred meters behind the bald and the small Mexican, Tony's partner was lying there, with two shells lying quietly in the yellow sand beside him, while the two Mexican corpses were lying fifty meters in front of him, and the weapon he used was - m4.

The bald man immediately got up from the ground after the gunshots, and when he looked at each other with the small Mexican, he made a decision to fight for his life.

Swish.

When Derek had not yet rushed out of the rear of the car, Tony had just been suppressed by AK47 in the distance, and Tony's partner killed two Mexicans. At this moment, two figures rushed out at the rear of the garbage recycling car with guns at the same time.

Dada, dadada...

The two of them moved back to back horizontally, and the bald heads facing the many policemen of the Montek Police Station began to shoot three consecutively and four consecutively. The Mexican behind them aimed at Tony's partner and shot. The two of them moved horizontally more than ten meters like they fought to the death. When everyone lowered their heads to avoid bullets, Tony completely lost the shooting target, the two of them ran away in the Gobi Desert.

Puff, puff, puff...

Eyward's police car's front cover and front door were respectively attacked by bullets. Joey squatted behind the front door just like on weekends and couldn't get out. During this period, no one could chase after Heisenberg, except for Heisenberg's shot and was suppressed by AK47 because of his good location.

Tactics: Two Mexicans with practical experience in special forces used two AK47s to suppress most of Montek's police stations, and even played the same match with the two M4s of F. What is this strength?

A lightning flash slid over the Gobi Desert, and the originally dark night was completely illuminated at the moment when the lightning passed...

Boom!

The thunder rolled from near to far away, and the breeze on the Gobi Desert has turned into a strong wind that can roll up sand and hurt people's faces.

Wow!
Chapter completed!