Chapter 107: Don't leave one

But no matter how powerful it is, Lin Rui is only alone, which makes him destined to be unable to confront these rebels. ｀｀し
After a brief period of chaos and more than a dozen people were killed and injured, the dust settled. The rebels had calmed down from their original panic, and when they saw that there was only one person on the other side, they began to fight back. The bullet was like raindrops, firmly suppressing Lin Rui within a certain range.
Lin Rui could only cling closely to the surrounding of the vehicle to avoid the bullet rain on his face. The ak47 that he snatched from his hand had shot out of bullets. Lin Rui threw the gun to the ground and took out his Beretta M9 pistol again. He calmly leaned against the side of the truck, suddenly lowered his body and rolled into the underside of the car. The pistol in his hand has accurately hit the two feet on the opposite ground.
Just when the two rebels lowered their bodies and hugged their feet, Lin Rui quickly rolled out from under the car. Supporting the ground with one hand, the body jumped up to half of the height, and heavily kicked the rebel militants with injured feet in the air, kicking the rebel militants who had been injured to the ground, and his head hit the truck heavily.
Lin Rui quickly picked up the assault rifle in the hands of the rebels, rolled into the front one by one, and fired continuously in a standard squatting posture. Several rebels who carried their guns and fired, sprayed blood on their heads. It caused a great uproar among the opposing rebels, and when they turned around to shoot, Lin Rui rolled over and hid behind the truck.
The rebels were stunned. They had never seen anyone moving so fast. Lin Rui's series of tactical actions were completed in one go, as standard and classic as a military textbook. Following the battle with Lin Rui, these rebels have realized that they are facing a fighter with extremely high military quality, and have begun to feel fear.
And Lin Rui's physical strength was gradually declining, and his body still hadn't recovered due to malaria. Although the symptoms of muscle pain and dizziness have been reduced, the physical strength and explosive power are still insufficient. During the battle just now, he was not without damage, his left wrist was already swollen to the point of holding a gun. But he was still calm, he didn't even know why he was so clear and calm.
Perhaps when these rebels slaughtered the villagers, he had already made up his mind to get rid of everyone in the convoy. So he did not escape, even though he had the opportunity. He still chose to ambush halfway. Fight against dozens of rebels on two trucks with one person. Lin Rui kept absolute calm, completed every action earnestly, shot out, evaded and looked for cover, rushed out again to find opportunities, shot, and then evaded. In every shot of Lin Rui, rebel militants fell.
The number of rebels is gradually decreasing, while the number of dead bodies on the ground is increasing. In the end, the remaining few rebels have completely lost their courage to fight, and they completely collapsed. He even dropped his weapon and turned and ran. The little rebel leader who commanded the battle could not be called back.
It was too late when the little rebel leader himself was about to run. He saw the devilish warrior standing in front of him. The little rebel leader immediately raised his gun, but Lin Rui's hand had grabbed his wrist like an iron hoop. Lin Rui was expressionless and slowly folded his wrist to one side. The little rebel leader could clearly hear the crisp sound of his broken wrist, and he let out a horrified cry, because of the pain, and even more because of the deep-seated fear.
But his exclamation did not last, because Lin Rui kicked him on his lower abdomen, kicking him backwards.
When the little rebel leader struggled to stand up, his eyes were filled with despair. Because he saw Lin Rui picked up a spear in his hand, the spear of the Maasai clan, sharp and light. Whether it is throwing or jabbing, it is a terrible and deadly weapon. These indigenous peoples in Africa can even use such spears to hunt African elephants.
The little rebel leader kept retreating until he was leaned on the truck behind him.
Lin Rui threw the spear in his hand hard, and the spear penetrated his chest, nailing the small rebel leader to the iron door of the truck. He hadn't died immediately, he looked at the spear on his chest in horror, and the blood continuously poured out along the shaft of the spear.
Without looking back, Lin Rui strode towards the Maasai village. The scene in the village is terrible, men and women, even old people and children. The rebels did not leave a living. Lin Rui found the body of the black young man Allen, his hands tied back, and he was shot in the head. Obviously an execution-style massacre. There are other old villagers with him.
As for the corpses of those children, Lin Rui never dared to look at them, but stood alone in the village in a daze.
The helicopter in the distance approached slowly. On the plane, Zhao Jianfei was a little anxious, "Is he located?"
"According to the GPS, it should be in this area. I am trying to find it." Qin Fen raised the telescope and looked down. "There seems to be a convoy ahead, like a rebel army, God, it's all corpses, they seem to have been killed."
"They must have had a conflict with Lin Rui. When they are dead, Lin Rui should be alive." Zhao Jianfei whispered, "Look again, he must be nearby."
"Look over there, I think I found him." Qin Fen pointed to the distance and said, "In that village."
Zhao Jianfei took the telescope in Qin Fen's hand, looked at it, and nodded, "It's him, let's go and take a look. Landed!"
"Understand, boss!" Peng Lefeng responded.
The helicopter landed in the village with a roar and a huge air current. The tragedy in the village moved the members of the UFO team who had long been accustomed to life and death.
Qin Fen's face changed drastically, and he whispered, "These people...wasn't they also killed by him?"
"The ak47 shells all over the floor are from the rebels." Jiang Jian shook his head and said, "Let's go and see him. He doesn't seem to be well."
Zhao Jianfei walked to Lin Rui's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, you are safe now. Come with us."
"Security?" Lin Rui smiled hard, "There is no security anywhere on this continent, even these uncontested indigenous peoples. However, I killed all the rebels, leaving none."
"I understand, let's go." Zhao Jianfei sighed and patted his shoulder. Lin Rui shook his body and fell over.
"Lin Rui!" Zhao Jianfei quickly helped him up.
He walked up to the shore and touched his forehead, with a grim expression, "He is trembling, and his temperature is high, like he has malaria. We have to get him back. This guy is lucky. If he drags on for a few more days, he can It's hard to say if you can't survive."
Zhao Jianfei turned his head and said, "All come and help!" Qin Fen and Peng Lefeng hurriedly helped Lin Rui get into the helicopter. The helicopter was launched, lifted off, and then gradually disappeared over the vast African wilderness.
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