Chapter 632: Panic

"Okay, follow me, I just run, don't hesitate, ok?" These African soldiers behind Zhao Jianfei said. Please search ()! The fastest newest novel
"Ok, ok..." These black Somali soldiers hesitated.
"Okay..." Zhao Jianfei observed the outside with a probe: "Wait a minute...Okay! Run!"
These black soldiers finally knew the usefulness of obstacle-climbing training when they were training, but they have never practiced shooting with obstacles. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to hit a single enemy with ten bullets. A few black soldiers were very brave. They rushed for dozens of meters against the firepower from the opposite side, and shot out a magazine. The record was-no enemy confirmed the death.
The pride of these black soldiers was greatly hurt. After finally rushing to the front, Zhao Jianfei was using an 81-style counterattack. The fallen body knows how brilliant this officer's record is.
"Sir, here we are." Several black soldiers screamed, not knowing if he could hear the fire.
"You guys!" Zhao Jianfei reacted in a daze, knowing that this was another group of soldiers who had been broken up, and rushed over to gather. "You stay where you are to organize defenses, don't rush over, I want you to stay on the flanks."
"Yes, sir!" The black soldier yelled in response, but was shot back by a few bullets when he tried to move forward.
"Alright! Then you protect yourself! Hold on a little longer, maybe rescue will come." Zhao Jianfei shouted while raising his gun to knock down a roundabout guy.
Zhao Jianfei crouched behind the shelter and changed a drum, then he looked out and suddenly found that there was at least one more platoon on the opposite side. I could not help feeling that my mouth was bitter for a while, and relying on these black soldiers to support the battle was not a good way. People like them are indeed brave and fearless, but they cannot win a battle by not being afraid of death.
"Boss, I think we should withdraw!?" Chen Nanqing shouted loudly.
"Where to go? You are not full of enemies!?" Zhao Jianfei gritted his teeth, his gunshots suddenly rose, from the original three-point shot to a long one, and finally turned into a continuous shot.
"Southeast direction! From there we can enter the nearby residential area." Chen Nanqing also changed the magazine, inserted the last magazine and then loaded it up. "Boss, I won't have any bullets if I don't run!"
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Jianfei threw a smoke bomb, which flashed after it fell to the ground, and then the smoke enveloped a large area.
"Go! Go! Go!" Zhao Jianfei grabbed Chen Nanqing and rushed out of the bunker. The black soldiers followed their backs into the smoke. There are bullets flying in the smoke from time to time, but it is much less than that outside the smoke. After the smoke came out, they had rushed to a location close to the residential area. In a violent explosion, several black soldiers and Chen Nanqing were overwhelmed by the blast.
"Mother!" Chen Nanqing frowned and rubbed his forehead, one hand dripping with blood, and the shrapnel of the grenade cut off a piece of flesh on the back of his head. But this is already considered good luck. If the position goes a little bit further, he can lift the back of his head.
"Chen Nanqing! Get up! Run! They are here!" Zhao Jianfei shouted anxiously.
"Got it!" The black soldiers after Chen Nanqing turned around, found that there were only less than 20 or 30 soldiers left. The rest are either dead or lost in a panic. Several black soldiers who were shot fell to the ground and wailed.
Chen Nanqing gritted his teeth and prepared to turn around and take them back, but the rain of bullets was overwhelming.
"Leave it alone, we can't help them. Only wish them good luck and go!!!" Zhao Jianfei grabbed Chen Nanqing's arm, and the wounded soldiers in the distance, then turned his head and drilled into the residential area lined with nearby buildings. .
"Keep up with me, pay attention to concealment!" Zhao Jianfei reminded while running at high speed, still breathing heavily.
"Oh!" The black soldiers followed behind them and walked into the nearby alley. Traveling on such terrain is a bit slower, but the chance of being killed is much smaller.
"Five kilometers away is the camp of another infantry regiment of the government army. There are probably no more than 1,000 troops stationed there. There are not many heavy weapons. I wonder if we will get some support there?" Chen Nanqing ran and said with difficulty. .
"Sir, you." A black soldier pointed to the transport helicopter that was still approaching in the distant sky.
"What?" Chen Nanqing raised his head and asked in confusion.
"Such a large scale is not just to knock us off. It is estimated that the government military camp is now difficult to protect itself. And the direction of the plane is also the direction of the camp." Zhao Jianfei whispered. "We are going there now to die."
"Well, then you say, where are we going."
"You are the head, listen to you."
Zhao Jianfei gritted his teeth, "Except for the camp of the 6th Infantry Regiment, the nearest unit is the third Marine Division of the Somali Government Army. There is a light chariot regiment, an artillery regiment, and several infantry regiments. The other organizations are too small. Needless to say, there are about 5,000 people in total. It is already considered the troop in the hands of the government army, and that unit should not be attacked so quickly. Let's go there."
At this time there were fewer bullets. Chen Nanqing wrapped the wound on the back of his head with gauze and shook his head, "However, they are 50 kilometers away from us, and they have to cross kilometers, and wait until the day lily is cold. These people who attacked us will never let us escape. From the situation of transporting the helicopter just now, we must have completed the defensive deployment nearby."
"Sir, what shall we do then?" A few black soldiers shrank their necks involuntarily beside the building doors and windows that were punched by flying bullets.
"Go to the Sixth Infantry Regiment, more than a thousand people will not die so soon, speed up! Try to get there in half an hour. Maybe they are still resisting." Zhao Jianfei gritted his teeth.
"Okay." Chen Nanqing picked up the gun and began to run wildly behind Zhao Jianfei. The teaching team of the Somali government army was completely broken up. Along the way, Chen Nanqing and Zhao Jianfei collected a few remnants of escape, and the total number did not exceed fifty.
"Oh, it! All concealed..." Zhao Jianfei suddenly crouched on the side of the highway around the city, using sign language to hide all the soldiers following him. Hummers and armored vehicles with missile launchers.
"I can't go, right?" Chen Nanqing had no one in front of him, so he retreated and squatted into a bush with Zhao Jianfei.
"What do you mean. They are all warlords in the southwest. Damn it, this is not a local conflict, but a planned large-scale offensive." Zhao Jianfei took out the GPS, and Chen Nanqing couldn't help but jokingly said: "Oh, I still have it. It's not easy."
"This is a life-saving thing." Zhao Jianfei closed his eyes and pointed to the northwest: "Go over there."
"Yeah." Chen Nanqing nodded, and the team was almost gone. He waved his hand to let the soldiers behind him follow, and then followed Zhao Jianfei with his waist and sneaked over like a thief.