Chapter 631: Hard to survive

They fled along the highway along the road, and there were traces of artillery destruction everywhere, and there were also corpses lying all around, whether civilians or soldiers. However, there are mostly civilians, and the local army knew that it could not fight and did not make senseless resistance.
"We have to speed up." After running for a while, Zhao Jianfei and Chen Nanqing were ashamed, with a group of remnants and defeated generals. All the way to a place like the urban-rural fringe. Near here is the camp of the infantry regiment. The strange thing is that there is no one, only a few dogs strolling in the street. "Now here is also abandoned." Zhao Jianfei said with a serious expression.
"Where are the people?" Chen Nanqing raised his eyes and looked around, quietly without a fart.
"Retreat. With such a big movement, it is impossible for the troops here to be withdrawn without any news. If they fail to fight, they will withdraw. Most of the local civilians have ran away. Anyway, they see a lot of this kind of thing. The sky is calm and returning," Zhao Jianfei said with a wry smile.
"Well, they are not stupid. What should we do now?" Chen Nanqing said the exhausted black soldiers.
"What to do?" Zhao Jianfei smiled bitterly: "Cold!" He walked to a broken truck that had been battered and checked.
"Um... Boss, are you sure we are going to do this? Isn't it too arrogant to run a pickup truck?" Chen Nanqing raised his gun as a warning, and Zhao Jianfei behind him was lying on the seat and setting fire to the pickup truck.
"Be clever and avoid some people." Zhao Jianfei said without turning his head. "There is a car, which is better than running on two legs." With the crackling of a spark plug, the whole body shook. stand up.
"OK, get in the car." Zhao Jianfei turned around and shouted, "carry the wounded into the car, and we will go directly to Mogadishu. I hope there is still under the control of the government."
Chen Nanqing's good Zhao Jianfei swallowed his saliva: "Well, you are the head!"
"Find a clever kid and lie on the roof of the car to guard. I still have a few magazines to save these guys." Zhao Jianfei paused and handed the gun over.
"Okay, okay. I'll make arrangements." Chen Nanqing greeted the dozen or so black soldiers who followed behind him, shouting loudly, "All get in the car. Someone will go and guard the situation and be smart about the situation."
"Okay, let's go." Zhao Jianfei stepped on the accelerator pedal to the end. The broken truck seemed to be suffering from malaria, panting heavily, trembling all over and rushed out.
Soon after leaving the urban-rural fringe and entering the city, there were still some civilians on the road, and they also avoided Zhao Jianfei and others. For ordinary civilians, all soldiers with guns are dangerous. Warlords have fought for years, and their lives are worse than a dog.
In the eyes of these soldiers, civilians are equally dangerous. You don't know if these people belong to an armed faction. Maybe a child walking on the road will suddenly take out a gun and shoot at you from behind.
"Along this road to the end, turn east to a big one, and then drive two or three kilometers to get off the road." Zhao Jianfei said with a smile: "I don't believe they will send a helicopter to chase."
"Better not." Chen Nanqing smiled bitterly around holding the gun.
"Oh... it!" Their car stopped suddenly before driving out. Chen Nanqing looked up. In front of them were a few black soldiers and a few pickup trucks equipped with MK19 grenade launchers.
"Boss..." Chen Nanqing's voice was almost desperate. The black soldier in front is also sitting in the car. Two soldiers are sitting in the car, and MK19 has turned around.
"Run!" Zhao Jianfei shouted, pushing the door and rushing out. All the black soldiers in the car jumped out of the car in a swarm. This too many kills distracted some enemy troops.
As soon as Zhao Jianfei ran a few steps, the truck behind him exploded. Zhao Jianfei felt his back numb, staggered, and almost fell. He braced his hands and barely got into a nearby store, and sat at the counter with his gun. Panting hard.
"Chen Nanqing, how are you, Zhao Jianfei's cry came into Chen Nanqing's ears along with the crisp sound of the AK47 rifle.
Chen Nanqing probed his eyes behind a building, while organizing several black soldiers who escaped smoothly to hide behind and fight back.
"I'm okay, take care of yourself." Chen Nanqing touched his body and only the two magazines on the gun and the two clips on his waist were left. The others followed the truck and went to hell. There is also an MK19 on the opposite side, relying on these bullets and these half-hanging black soldiers. This time it was really doomed.
Knowing that Chen Nanqing was fine, Zhao Jianfei's heart became somewhat quiet, and he picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground and pushed it out of the door. "Three..." He lowered his head and muttered silently to the three clear figures on the glass, and there was an explosion outside.
Zhao Jianfei raised his eyes. As soon as a few black soldiers hiding behind the bunker jumped out, they were splashed with blood from the MK19 on the other's pickup truck. However, the black soldiers hiding behind the bunker will be back for a while. It's safe.
Turning his eyes to Chen Nanqing, he was gesturing to Zhao Jianfei: pointing to himself, raising his fist, and then pointing to the pickup truck parked in front. Finally, he counted with his fingers.
three! two! One!
Chen Nanqing, who had retracted his fingers, rushed out like a monkey. Zhao Jianfei knew he needed cover. He gritted his teeth and leaned out half of his body and released a shuttle to MK19 and several enemy soldiers who came over. The record is good. Three people including the MK19 gunner. Was knocked down, two confirmed shot dead.
"Huh!" Zhao Jianfei exhaled and changed his magazine, looking up, Chen Nanqing and a black soldier had already thumbed up to him behind another ruin.
Zhao Jianfei also raised his thumb to indicate that he had received it. Zhao Jianfei reached out and raised the piece of glass. From the reflection, there were a few people outside. Fortunately, it seemed that he was not equipped with a grenade launcher, otherwise his life would have been explained here. Up.
That is, the first operator of MK19 just didn't seem to pay attention to him, so Zhao Jianfei was able to pick up a big bargain. Just pick it up once. Zhao Jianfei doesn't think the rest of them will ignore him again, so he has to stare at it. .
Glancing at the glass again, the guy who hadn't been killed by himself had ran back, far away from the car. Suddenly noticed a wave of his hand, like throwing something? In the next second, Zhao Jianfei changed the billowing black thing to his side.
"Grenade!" Zhao Jianfei didn't think much at all, and he leaped and rolled out of the window. The loud noise and smoke of the grenade explosion covered his figure almost immediately. "Boss!" Chen Nanqing roared.