Chapter 285 Folding Wing

Chapter 285 Folding Wings

The yellow sand is permeated, and the wind is like a roar of a group of fierce beasts. The bullets come from the highlands on both sides of the riverbed in front of them. The whole team lies in the low riverbed, and the terrain is extremely unfavorable. Even if this is an excellent special forces, casualties begin to appear. Several team members hiding in the riverbed were hit by bullets all over the sky and screamed deeply.

Liu Gang heard from the sound of gunfire that the weapons in the other party's hands are all AK. This weapon is cheap and has outstanding performance, especially in this sandstorm environment, and performs better. Although the domestic 95 assault rifle claims to be able to maintain performance in a harsh environment, it has been bombed and killed several good brothers in the previous raids, which made the team members doubt the performance of 95. Liu Gang repeatedly asked for instructions to replace the gun, even if a few AKs were given to the superiors. No reply. At this time, he fell into such a passive situation, and it was difficult to trust the weapons in his hand, which made Liu Gang extremely angry.

"The sniper team is responsible for vigilance" Liu Gang turned his head to the wind and gave instructions in the wind and sand. As a captain, he has the responsibility to ensure the safety of the team members. The scolding who was responsible for exploring the way in front of him did not send back the news. It is very likely that he has been found by the enemy. Those are the two most famous special forces brothers from China, who left their young lives in this desolate land. Everything they once had may become the past. Whether it is their elderly parents or the beauty who once appeared in their dreams, from now on, it has nothing to do with them. Liu Gang's heart is full of hatred, that is, there is another complex against the enemy in front of him.

Liu Gang cursed crazily in the walkie-talkie: "The assault group is ready to attack, follow me, and kill no matter what, no one is alive"

After saying that, Liu Gang squatted up from the ground, holding a gun in both hands, and more than a dozen team members behind him unfolded in an attack formation and moved to the edge of the river bed in the yellow sand.

This is a well-trained team. If the terrain at this time continues to move forward along the riverbed, it will provide a whip to the other party. The enemy's strength is ominous, condescending, occupying favorable terrain, and Liu Gang doesn't want to eat this kind of immediate loss. If you want to launch an attack, you can only climb to the river ** and encircle the enemies in the highlands from both sides.

Bullets continued to shoot crazily on the opposite side, hitting the sandstone river**, beating the sandstone all over the ground, and several team members were hit by bullets. How did his grandmother become a live whip? Where is the sniper? Why don't you shoot? If you can see Liu Gang's eyes from the helmet at this time, you will find that Liu Gang's cold eyes are full of blood like death. That's to tear the opponent alive.

Wind, more violent wind, yellow sand, there is only yellow sand all over the world. Liu Gang climbed up the riverbed and hid behind several red willows and camel thorns. The gunfire still shot randomly from the high ground not far away towards the riverbed. Liu Gang sneered. All right, start attacking. More than a dozen special forces formed a walking line, like a bright moon machete, starting to crawl in the direction of the sound of gunfire in an extremely beautiful arc.

Liu Gang gave the order again: "Wait for my order. One blow will kill, and one will not be left"

Liu Gang's fat body crawled forward on the coarse gravel. The gun is in hand, pointing to the front. It can be faintly seen on the high ground about 40 meters ahead. Forty or 50 men with white scarves are half squatting on the ground, holding AK in their hands and facing the riverbed, showing ferocious faces and bullets shooting wildly with roaring.

Forward, forward, and then forward. The distance is getting closer and closer. I can already see the sneer at the corners of the mouth of those men with white scarves. Liu Gang gently lifted the 95 assault rifle in his hand and issued an attack order in the walkie-talkie. Ten assault rifles spewed out flames and the bullets pounced on the enemy.

More than 40 Dongtu backbones in the highlands did not notice the sudden appearance of Liu Gang and others on the flank. Under the first wave of attack, more than a dozen people have been shot and fell on the soft sand and gravel of the high ground. The rest of the people quickly lay on the ground, turned around, and began to shoot at Liu Gang. The bullet hit Liu Gang, and the bowl of sand and gravel was smashed.

Liu Gang half squatted and charged forward while shooting. From time to time, there was gunfire around him. Strong attack, strong attack. Rush up and kill them." Liu Gang has gone crazy. This time, Liu Gang led the special forces team to go deep into the hinterland of the Gobi to carry out a top-secret mission. This is the sphere of influence of the Eastern Turkistan Organization. If the people on the highlands cannot be killed quickly, once the reinforcements of the other party arrives, these dozen people will become the dishes of others. Only by charging, rushing up, killing the enemy quickly, and then immediately hiding in the depths of the Gobi can they have a chance to escape.

The enemy on the opposite side is obviously well-trained. Thirty people guarded on the high ground, half squatted, and spewed out a fire tongue at Liu Gang and others, forming a blockade.

Liu Gang lay on the ground and shouted, "Hand grenade, grenade." More than a dozen brothers pulled out the grenade at the same time and threw it at the opposite side. The explosion wave was mixed with stronger yellow sand on the opposite side. Liu Gang took a short opportunity to get up quickly from the ground, and the 95 assault rifle in his hand sprayed bullets and rushed to the high ground. Ten figures behind him followed left and right and rushed up.

Fire, gunshots, screams, fighting. It is a duel between a man and a man, and it is a struggle between life and life. It is a confrontation between faith and ideal. Liu Gang raised the 95 rifle in his hand and began to shoot at the other side. The men with white scarves on their heads shouted and jumped up from the ground. The AK in their hands also sprayed fire tongues and rushed to Liu Gang and others.

Liu Gang shouted, and the 95 rifle bullets in his hand were shot up, and another five * four pistol was pulled out from his waist. He shot several times and knocked down four or five Dongtu white scarves. Just when Liu Gang saw an Eastern Turk with Languang's eyes raised a gun and shot at him, raised his hand and buckled the five * four-board machine, but the gun did not sound. Liu Gang suddenly realized that five * four has long been an antique thing, and it is very easy to get stuck in this harsh environment full of yellow sand. The young Eastern Turks opposite showed blood in their eyes, and hatred had made them crazy. The bullet spewed out of AK, and Liu Gang knew that he might be going to stop at this time in his life.

With a "bang", just as the young Dongtu elements buckled the board machine, a low sound of a sniper gun came from not far away, and the thick bullet of the sniper gun hit the man on the head. The white scarf on his head was beaten up, turned around in the wind, and floated into the air in a blink of an eye. Looking at this man's young heartbreaking head, under the huge danger of the sniper bullet, like a ripe watermelon, was torn apart. His white brain was hot, tossed in the rain of blood, and his body fell to the ground like a dead tree. AK's bullet formed a streamlined line, sweeping the top of Liu Gang's head and shooting into the air.

The sound of sniper guns came from both sides. No pause, no interval. Liu Gang quickly fell to the ground, grabbed an AK, and fired at the Dongtu members who rushed to the opposite side.

The sniper gun turned the tide. When the last member of the Eastern Turkistan rushed to the front was hit by a huge sniper bullet and fell to the ground with a bowl of holes in the chest. Liu Gang immediately ordered: "Quickly clean up the battlefield and evacuate two minutes later." However, when Liu Gang stood up and looked back behind him, he suddenly found that there was no team member behind him. All the team members fell to the ground. All ten commandos have been killed. Liu Gang looked up and laughed. What's going on? Why was a top-secret mission informed by the East Turkistan Organization, and these dozen brothers stayed like this?

Two slender figures appeared on both sides of Liu Gang. Two big snipers were behind them, with five * four short guns in their hands. The two girls were extremely fast and made a shot on the head of each member of Dongtu. And each person picked up an AK, pulled down a few magazines from the dead body of Dongtu, and held a gun on both sides of Liu Gang.

"Withdraw" Liu Gang gave instructions to Su Yue and Wu Yu. The two girls took off their locator from the neckline and threw it to the ground. After Liu Gang saw it, he smiled, took off the locator of the neckline, threw it on the sandstone on the ground, and kicked it viciously.

Liu Gang quickly flashed into the vast Gobi Desert with Su Yue and Wu Yu. The strong wind was still strong. Under the wind, the yellow sand quickly swept away the footprints of the three people.

Ten minutes, perhaps less than ten minutes, nearly 100 members of Dongtu with AK appeared on the battlefield just fighting for their lives. The first middle-aged man is about 40 years old, with a thin figure, a cold expression, a Wei* costume, and an AK shining blue light in his hand. The man looked calmly at the dead bodies on the ground with no expression on his face. When his men buried the dead bodies of more than 40 brothers into the ground and dragged ten dead bodies in gray military uniforms into a row, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. He motioned to a brother beside him, took out a camera, and took dozens of photos of the dead body on the ground. Then, the man looked at several East Turks beside him and said coldly, "Do it"

Several people who arrived at the command "suddenly" pulled out their knives and rushed to the dead body. They raised their soft heads in one hand, and cut off their necks with sharp knives in the other hand, and their heads left their bodies in the blood fog. Several people held their heads that were still dripping blood, laughed, and the camera flashed again. "Papa" left the most cruel scene in the world.

The sound of footsteps came from a distance, and a bald head appeared in the yellow sand. The man ran to the middle-aged man. He bent down humbly and whispered, "Executive Ma, someone has escaped. To the west."

The middle-aged man is Ma Xichuan, known as the northwest lone wolf who returned from the capital. Hearing the report, Ma Xichuan's face still hasn't changed at all. Just said in a low voice to a young man in his 30s and above, "Captain Ma, these people have been handed over to you. This is our world. Come back to see me with their heads."

The young man's face showed fierceness, and the corners of his mouth were smeared with pride. He laughed and said, "Okay, let this vast Gobi Desert become the burial place for these people"