boom!!

Lin Yao just started to take action, and Zhang Ziwei also took action.

The power of the gun-melting bullet is generally similar to that of the hand-melting thunder, but after using bullets as the excitation method, it has a distance farther than that of humans.

The bullets on the arm are basically only 30 to 50 meters, and the gun-melting can easily hit 200 meters, and the accuracy is more accurate than that of soldiers throwing.

As soon as I drove down, one of the two off-road vehicles that drove off the mountain was directly lifted up.

The fireball rose three meters high. Although the marbles inside were not enough to penetrate the steel plate and the power of the grenade bullet was not enough to penetrate the vehicle, it still destroyed the engine.

One of the two cars was stuck, but only one actually rushed down.

But this one was lucky. They buried more than a dozen earth thunders around the house, and the car that rushed down did not hit a single one.

“gogogo!!”

The four doors of the off-road vehicle were opened, and six people hiding inside screamed, two were responsible for covering, and four people rushed in with assault rifles.

When they met on a narrow road, the five people guarding the first floor shot and fired back, and two of them were thrown out.

One of them flew too far, rolled over twenty meters away and exploded, blowing up a piece of lawn.

The other one was thrown to the car, and with a loud bang, the firepower hand leaning against the door was directly blown away.

Ding Ding Ding

Lin Yao and his group have hands, and of course the other party does not lack it.

Five people leaned outside the wall, and their hands thunder smashed the glass and threw it into the living room.

"Retreat to the second floor!"

There were explosions, Yuan Kehua roared and raised his hand and shot him.

The bullet passed through the smoke and hit a mercenary who wanted to use the smoke to cover it and rush into the window.

"How is it down there?"

"Three of us were killed, and one of us was killed, and one of us was shot and one of them was killed by me. There were four of them."

Yuan Kehua and the remaining team members were guarding the entrance of the corridor and shooting outward.

Lin Yao looked up and found that he was in a very embarrassing state and was scratched by shrapnel on his left arm.

Speaking of which, these people are not regular soldiers, nor have they fought in battles with bullets.

Facing his hand, the mercenaries knew to scatter and lay down, and they also knew to find cover to avoid shock waves, but they only knew to turn around and retreat, and their reaction was a beat slower than others. This was fast and slow enough to be fatal.

"Zhang Ziwei, Zhang Biao, you bring two people to support Kehua, I will be responsible for the sniper here."

There were only five people left on the second floor, including Lin Yao, Zhang Ziwei and Zhang Biao.

The entire building also reduced seven people to seven, and more than half of the casualties were killed or injured.

Fortunately, he killed the sniper, and the other party had a car lying on the way.

Someone just tried to get out of the car, but he shot him in the neck, and the rest of the people were gone.

Now, as long as the four people below are dealt with, it will be difficult for the other party to rush in.

As a sniper on the scene, he sniped the opponent's vehicles in an open area to prevent them from getting off the car, which was enough to make one man pass by ten thousand men.

"Be careful."

Zhang Ziwei was not vague and joined Yuan Kehua with Zhang Biao. Six people were guarding the stairs and shooting at the four mercenaries below.

A burst of guns accompanied by hand thunder, and the fight started crackling below.

After a while, Lin Yao heard Yuan Kehua's roar: "Brother Yao, the number of people is wrong, there are only three below, and one of them may climb to the second floor!"

You don’t have to walk the stairs to go upstairs. With the skills of mercenaries, there is no difficulty in climbing such a small building.

For a moment, Lin Yao's pressure increased greatly.

There are four rooms on the second floor, one bathroom, one living room, and two balconies on the south and north.

He was willing to not know where the other party would appear, and he could not leave the fire point in the north. He was really afraid that someone would fall from the sky in the next second, and shouted that Ula would give him two bullets.

"Zhang Biao, come up and help me."

Lin Yao shot another shot, and the bullet hit the car, and he kicked the bedroom on his right from the living room in the north and entered the room.

The window of this room is facing the north and the door is facing the stairs to the west. I think someone touches the second floor and it is impossible for him to rush in as soon as possible.

"good!"

Zhang Biao went upstairs with a rifle in his arms, looking vigilantly at the balcony and the remaining doors, trying to find the person who might have climbed up the second floor.

Where is he?

Zhang Biao lowered his breath as low as possible. There was no prey between them, only hunters, and he was destined to be able to live one.

Compared with ordinary people, Zhang Biao's marksmanship is very good, no less than elite soldiers, but he is far inferior to those of the masters.

Let me describe it this way. Yuan Kehua's shooting skills can break into the siege in regional competitions. In the military, only the vanguards of the reconnaissance company can compare with him. The shooting skills are as powerful as those of the King of War.

Zhang Biao is one level short of that, only the level of ordinary soldiers in the reconnaissance company.

This is ordinary, and you have to be too low to be too low, and you can barely hold back.

In actual combat, Yuan Kehua could kill a top-level mercenary with rich experience and full armed forces one-on-one in the melee.

Zhang Biao is one-on-one, it is hard to say whether he can win.

Lin Yao was not sure, and neither did Zhang Biao himself.

His steps were heavy, and the scene of the other party rushing out in his mind, how he should shoot.

This shows that he is psychologically at a disadvantage.

"balcony!"

In a trance, Zhang Biao saw something abnormal on the balcony to the south.

Looking from him, he happened to see a shoe tip at the corner of the balcony, as if someone was hiding at the corner and inadvertently exposing the shoe tip.

Zhang Biao was overjoyed. Instead of rushing straight over, he went around to the bedroom on the left, carefully stretched out the muzzle from the bedroom window and poked his head out.

Grass!!

It was a shoe, a lonely shoe, from a pair of feet with a minimum size of fifty.

The people in the small building did not have such a large shoe size, and this shoe could only come from those mercenaries.

The mercenary who climbed up the second floor threw his shoes here in boredom?

Of course it is impossible, it can only be a trap.

Turn around quickly and raise the gun.

There was no one behind him, and the gun was raised up again.

At first glance, a strong foreigner was standing on the roof with a gun at him.

Bang!!

The moment his eyes met, Zhang Biao pulled the trigger, and he sweared that this was the fastest shot in his life.

I've hit it!!

Zhang Biao and the mercenaries smiled at the same time, and changed into pain at the same time.

"Zhang Biao?"

When Lin Yao heard a gunshot and then there was no movement, he knew something bad.

He should let Zhang Ziwei go. Among the three, Yuan Kehua has the best shooting skills, Zhang Ziwei is second, and Zhang Biao is second.

Yuan Kehua wants to deal with the three mercenaries on the first floor, and Zhang Ziwei is the most suitable candidate.

He asked Zhang Biao to go, but just because he was so easy to say that he regretted it after Zhang Biao came up, but unfortunately he had no time to change it.

"Brother Yao, the three below are done. In order to kill them, the gangsters are all dead, and Zhang Ziwei is also shot."

A moment later, Yuan Kehua also brought Zhang Ziwei up.

Lin Yao glanced quickly and found that Zhang Ziwei's left hand had two fingers broken, which made his face pale and sweat.

"Go and see Zhang Biao. If he doesn't solve the mercenary, you and Zhang Ziwei will solve the problem."

Lin Yao issued an order, and at the same time, several trapped mercenaries in the car also found that the quiet in the building had returned to peace.

There are only two possibilities: one is that the mercenary succeeded and eliminated the enemies in the small building.

One is that they were wiped out.

The few people trapped in the car knew that it was only a second possibility.

Otherwise, their companions should send out safety signals as soon as possible after victory.

Without signals, they fail.

"If you can escape separately, you can live a few people, otherwise you will be trapped to death."

Four people rushed down on the off-road vehicle at the same time, and the four of them immediately began to flee.

In fact, they should leave one person to cover and provide fire support, so that the remaining three have a higher chance of escaping.

Unfortunately, as a selfish mercenary, at least in the Dad's Mercenary Corps, there is no such warrior who dares to sacrifice himself.

The shooting turkey competition has begun.

Lin Yao entered the nameplate time with a sniper rifle. He seemed to be the most mean and strict class teacher, and no one could get away with him.

One shot, two shots

In just twelve seconds, Lin Yao fired three shots in a row.

Until the fourth man climbed to the top of the mountain, three of them were shot dead by him on the spot.
Chapter completed!