Chapter 4027: Guerrilla

With the sound of a car engine, an armed truck rushed into the station. Several militants clamored to jump out of the car and shouted while shooting at the window of the small building.
The armed truck completed a U-turn and turned the machine gun behind the truck to the window of the small building. An militant controlled a machine gun at the rear of the vehicle and fired at the window of the small building.
The other militants screamed and rushed to the second-story building over there.
Lin Rui hid in the corner and counted down silently, "It takes a minute and a half to cross the railway and rush up the steps. It takes 10 seconds to approach carefully and observe the situation. Prepare to break in...3, 2, 1!!!"
"Boom." The grenade hidden in the small building rolled off and exploded after the militants slammed open the door. Two militants were killed on the spot.
Another one was pushed downstairs from the door of the small building by the impact of the explosion, fell there, and did not get up for a long time.
Seeing this, the secret society militants on the armed truck immediately picked up the machine gun and fired again.
The small duty building of the freight station is not a military building in itself, but an ordinary brick-concrete structure. It should be enough to penetrate under the machine gun's strafing.
In fact, in accordance with this level of strafing. If there were anyone inside, they should have been shot. But the militant was obviously not at ease. After firing all more than 100 rounds of ammunition, he started to load the bullet chain in a hurry.
What Lin Rui had to wait for was this opportunity. The sniper rifle was left upstairs, with an AK47 equipped with a holographic scope in his hand.
At this time, he poked his head out without hesitation, and fired three bursts of short bursts at the militant who controlled the machine gun.
"Boom..." The AK47's very penetrating, crisp sound was mixed with the faint click of the movement of the spring. Let Lin Rui return to a familiar mode.
The militant who had just finished loading and had not touched the trigger of the machine gun was shot on the spot. The impact of the bullet made his body twist and fall. The blood splattered the rear window of the truck with a red blur.
Lin Rui rushed forward with a gun in one hand. The truck driver on the opposite side found that it was not good, so he immediately stuck his head and raised his gun to shoot out the window.
Lin Rui didn't dare to neglect, he squatted and rolled, hiding under the platform of the station. Then use the hands and feet together and sprint forward like a cat.
Bare his head at the other end of the platform and shoot with a gun. Another short shot, three consecutive shots.
One of the shots hit the car door, the bullet passed through the iron sheet of the car door and hit the driver. The driver's gun misfired and he was obviously injured.
Lin Rui quickly jumped onto the platform with a gun in one hand, ran to the side of the armed truck in three steps and two steps, opened the door and tore the driver off.
After tearing off the driver, I discovered that the driver was also very bad luck. The shot that penetrated the door directly hit his left chest, apparently piercing his heart.
No wonder he didn't even have the power to shoot back. Lin Rui let go of the driver, turned around and jumped onto the truck. Turn the machine gun around.
He knew very well in his heart that several armed men in this car had been shot dead. But two trucks broke down outside, and more armed men are coming.
He must now bit by bit to strive for local advantage. Do everything possible to fight the enemy.
The armed men above the two broken down trucks had heard the firefight inside the station. They all rushed over with their weapons in a swarm.
But what they didn't know was that the machine gun on the car had been controlled by Lin Rui. And just before the militant was about to die, he was replaced with a new chain.
About seven or eight people rushed down from the two trucks, and because they were rushing forward with all their strength, they did not form any cover formation. It was completely exposed to Lin Rui's machine gun.
This was simply a moving target delivered to the door, and Lin Rui fired without hesitation. "Tutu..." The machine gun burst into flames quickly.
The armed men hadn't figured out how their own car would turn the gun to shoot at them, and they had been knocked to the ground.
At this distance, the machine gun clearly has the advantage of suppressing firepower. Several armed men who were lucky enough not to be shot fell to the ground in a panic. Looking at their companions, most of them were dead in the desert.
These remaining armed men had no dared to continue rushing forward, lying on the ground and using radio to continuously call the reinforcements behind.
Lin Rui did not continue to waste bullets, or even continued to stay in the truck.
He calmly disassembled the 7.62mm machine gun fixed on the truck, put it on his shoulders, turned and ran away.
The militants who were suppressed by the machine gun fire just raised their heads, they were swept again by Lin Rui with the machine gun, and were forced to lie down on the ground again.
Because he was lying on the ground, his vision was blocked. They thought that Lin Rui was still aiming at them with a machine gun on the truck, and did not dare to continue to rush forward.
Lin Rui resisted the machine gun and ran to the flank position of the small station, re-erecting the machine gun at a relatively high position.
After doing all this, he checked his watch. He even lit a cigarette, waiting for the follow-up militants to arrive.
Judging from the smoke and dust in the distance, other militants should also be approaching the station. As expected, Lin Rui only took a few puffs of a cigarette. Other militants arrived one after another.
The militants lying alone on the ground quickly signaled to them that the enemy was in the truck at the entrance of the station.
These newly arrived militants immediately fired at the truck. One of the militants jumped onto the roof of the car and fired a rocket at the truck in a half-squatting posture.
The truck was hit by a rocket and exploded instantly. The power of the explosion almost overturned the entire truck.
Lin Rui was beginning to admire his own judgment. If he stayed in that truck, he might have been blown up.
He took a breath of cigarette leisurely, waiting for the follow-up actions of the militants. He knew very well that those militants could not stay outside forever.
After the rocket hit, they would definitely rush up to observe the truck and the interior of the station.
And Lin Rui's current position happened to be on the flank of an armed truck. So Lin Rui was not in a hurry at all, he wanted the militants to think that he had been killed.
When they intensively enter the station, give them another fatal blow. He touched his body, took out a few grenades, and tied them together. Made a cluster grenade to increase lethality.
Then Lin Rui held the machine gun again and waited there.
After the militants outside discovered that the truck was destroyed, there was no movement inside the car war. Holding their guns one after another, they began to move towards the inside of the station.
Lin Rui hid behind the shelter and watched coldly as these enemies slowly gathered inside the station.