"Strike back!"

"Fuck you all back!"

"They have only four people, kill them!"

After a brief panic, Villian had already taken Hector to the nearest counter and hid. Seeing that his subordinates had no intention of fighting and could escape at any time, he was furious and shouted at them several times.

"Kill them!"

"Dadada..."

Seeing this, Hector immediately went out sideways and pulled the trigger of the ak74 in his hand. As the second-ranked Sang tribe, he must support Villian at a critical moment, and he knew in his heart that doing so was actually saving his life. If they did not organize a counterattack quickly, they would have to be wiped out.

With Villian's scolding and Hector's lead, the remaining twenty or so people of the San tribe were indeed calmer, and they stepped back and launched a counterattack, making the other party worry and hid behind the bunker.

However, the firepower of Zhang Yi and the other four was too fierce. The continuous shooting of the two m249 machine guns was terrifying. The super big trolls like aa12 were no different from the uninterrupted grenade launcher. Coupled with the harassment of an n4 series carbine, no one dared to fight them in such a head-on battle.

Soon, the defense line that the Sang people had just organized was destroyed. Seeing that the situation was not good, Villian and Hector left the bunker and prepared to rush into the room next to them to escape to the hangar. The Sang people also began to retreat.

Zhang Yi squatted behind the counter, pressing his head down hard, and the bullets above his head flew straight away. The messy things on the counter kept landing on his helmet. There was no chance to fight back for a while. He looked at Barney beside him, and the same was true.

Only the trenches and churches were still firing. The two of them stayed on both sides and did not receive the attention of the Sang people. It was precisely because of this that the two of them consumed their bullets so quickly that they no longer fired unbridledly like before.

"Shet!"

Zhang Yi took out an offensive grenade from the storage space, pulled out the latch and threw it backwards, then turned his head to look at Barney: "I feel that they have pointed their guns at this side. Have you always attracted people to hate this way?"

"Maybe."

Barney was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, touched Zhang Yi's fist, and pointed behind him: "Are there any grenades? Let's hear the sound!"

“There are so many!”

Zhang Yi threw out a grenade again, and just like before, he threw it directly at the back. No matter where he threw it, it was just to create chaos for the Sang people and disrupt their shooting rhythm.

"How many things did you bring this time?" Barney looked surprised, "The bullets and grenades you have used have exceeded two more!"

Zhang Yi took out his pistol, fired a few shots from the side, and smiled and said, "This is called being prepared for any trouble!"

"Ha! Damn fire-deficiency phobia! Being your enemy must be a headache," Barney muttered.

At this time, Barney suddenly looked up at the second floor and found a lone wolf behind the fence. The guy put the gun on the fence and kept shooting at the Sang people in the hall.

As if he had noticed Barney's sight, the lone wolf nodded at him, then made a gesture to signal that the enemy had retreated.

"The Sang people are going to run away, let's rush!"

Barney shouted, suddenly flashed out, and quickly aimed at the retreating Sang people and pulled the trigger.

Zhang Yi had long felt that the bullets flying directly above his head had become scattered, but he did not dare to be the first to be a bird. It was not until the lone wolf on the second floor began to cover and shoot, and Barney also flashed out. He stood up slowly and pointed the gun at the retreating Sang tribe.

"Dadada..."

The m249 machine gun sprayed out a long tongue of flame again, and countless shells were thrown toward each other. Only more than 50 rounds were left after the replacement of the bullet link.

"I have no bullets!"

Barney shouted, threw away the gun in his hand, took out two pistols and continued to fire.

"I don't have bullets!"

The church threw away the m249 machine gun in his hand, picked up a hk416 from the ground, and touched several magazines from the body.

"Da da da da da..."

At this time, after a continuous burst of strafing, Zhang Yi's m249 also shot bullets. While no one was paying attention, he threw the gun back to the storage space, took off the hk416 behind him, and immediately fired a grenade at the Sang people in the distance.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded and the Sang people behind the bunker were blown away on the spot. Unfortunately, these people did not gather together, otherwise a grenade would have taken five or six heads.

"Swap bullets!"

Barney shouted, lowered his body and hid behind the table, followed by the church and trenches. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yi quickly fired a few shots and avoided them.

The church changed the magazine with excitement on his face and took the time to shout to Barney: "It's fun, right?"

"Of course, my party has always been like this!"

The church grinned, and when he was about to shoot, he suddenly saw Villian's figure and shouted, "Oh! He's over there!"

Barney turned his head and looked at it, and found that Villian had already entered the side door with Hector and several men. He immediately cursed, quickly changed the magazine for the pistol and rushed towards the other side.

"Villian! I will surely tear you to pieces!"

Seeing Barney rushing over without hesitation, Zhang Yi smacked his lips and did not follow. It would be better not to interfere in some things.

Villian once trampled the dignity of the suicide squad under his feet, so let Barney take back the lost things. Although Zhang Yi is not a member of the suicide squad, he can understand Barney's mood.

"He's crazy!" cried the church, "There are seven or eight people around Villian!"

The trench fired several shots in a row, and then said: "It's all a small scene for him. You haven't seen him when he's even more crazy! You once killed more than 80 people alone on the battlefield!"

"Wow! Who did he think he was? Rambo?"

At the church's loud shout, the trench sneered and said coldly: "Sometimes, he is more terrifying than Rambo!"

After saying that, the trench stood up and pulled the trigger to the group of Sang people who were pouring in again.

At this time, Villian, Hector and others had left, and there were only those Sang people who delayed time in the terminal. Although many of them were eliminated, they had 150 people. After the initial panic, they had already launched a counterattack under the leadership of various small leaders. There was not enough manpower, and it was difficult to annihilate them in a short period of time.

The trench looked at the aa12 drum and said helplessly: "I'm almost out of bullets, you guys will hold on first, I'll come back."

"Will you come back?" the church complained, "You always do this, you'll be back!"

After saying this, the church hugged and ran outside, without saying what he wanted to do.

"What do you mean..."

The trench muttered, then looked at Zhang Yi: "i'll    be    back!"

Zhang Yi made an OK gesture, then curled his lips in disgust, and his operation was as fierce as a tiger. When he saw the time was four seconds and five, he had a bad review!

"Da da da da da..."

The hk416 magazine in his hand was empty again. He used a lot of magazines in the pizza restaurant and the village before. At this time, the magazines filled with bullets had been used up. Zhang Yi looked around, threw the hk416 back into the storage space, quickly took out a handful of ak103, and shot them at the Sang tribe.

"Gonna, where are you? I'm just left here, I can't stand it anymore!"

There are more than 30 Sang people around, hiding behind different bunkers. Zhang Yi has no firepower advantage and can only ask for help via radio.

"I'm busy!"

"We are pushing towards you at the bar!"

"Stand up, I can arrive in three minutes at most!"

Several people responded from the headphones. Zhang Yi threw out a grenade and rolled his eyes helplessly. Not to mention three minutes, just like this, if there is no support, it will be cool at most two minutes!

"Where are the field staff of Cia?" Zhang Yi asked, "Where have they all died?"

There were 10 CIA field staff members who came with the church this time, and they were also a very strong team, but I never saw them after entering the terminal.

"They are farther away from you!" Maggie said helplessly, "Now the terminal is full of San tribe people!"

Well, I can't count on it anymore.

Zhang Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, threw several grenades around him, then took out the RPG7 from the storage space and carried it on his shoulders, stood up suddenly, and shot towards the place where the Sang tribe had the most.

"boom!"

The rocket directly blew the bunker to pieces. The two Sang tribes behind could not die anymore. Another person had already rushed to the bunker next to him when they saw that the situation was not good, and he luckily saved his life.

Zhang Yi immediately retreated back to the back of the cover and whispered a few words.

When we were in Vilanna Island and Nepal before, the militants had very low combat power and often got together. They often had seven or eight heads and even more could be harvested with a rocket.

But these Sang people have rich combat experience. Apart from being a little panicked at the beginning, their subsequent performances did not disappoint the word elite. More than 30 people were almost completely dispersed, and even using RPG was not very useful.

Moreover, Zhang Yi knew in his heart that the reason why he could survive until now was not because of his strong combat ability, but because of the big bug of storage space, which could continuously output firepower, and use some big killing weapons to achieve unexpected results.

However, as time goes by, this advantage gradually disappears. When the Sang people react, they encircle here and continue to stay where they are only waiting to die.

After looking at the bunker around, Zhang Yi took out a defensive grenade from the storage space, threw it at the Sang people with all his strength, then rolled on the spot, and hid behind another bunker.

"boom!"

After the defensive grenade exploded, countless steel balls shot out, causing considerable damage to the surrounding Sang people and causing a brief delay in their attack.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly and was about to take out the last four-rotor drone from the storage space. But before he could take action, he saw a two-seat smart car coming quickly.

"squeak--"

Smart braked and stopped next to Zhang Yi, revealing the bare head of the church: "Zhang Yi, get in the car quickly! I'll take you to have a big ticket!"

Zhang Yi immediately threw a grenade at the back, ran to the car door, grabbed the door frame and pulled it hard, and then felt embarrassed.

The car door remains motionless...

In the movie, the trench just pulled away and the car door was pulled away. Why can't it be possible to get to me?

"What are you doing?" The church looked surprised, "Don't tell me you don't even know how to open the car door!"

"Occasionally, there are people who open the car door for me!"
To be continued...