Chapter 758

Before entering Los ramons, Sinaloa encountered tenacious resistance.

Even if Sinaloa is so ferocious, it can only shrink when watching the airtight fire coverage of seta at this time.

Not afraid of death is one thing, but no one wants to die in vain.

Modern war is no longer a period of cold weapons. The number of people can no longer play a great role. Most of the competition is advanced weapons and equipment.

Clearly, the seta inside looks like more than 100 people, but they stubbornly blocked the enemy several times their own side here.

Even if they were furious, in the face of seta's fierce fire beyond imagination, the sinaloans had no choice but to spread out in all directions, look for favorable terrain and fight back with their guns.

a hail of bullets.

Bullets flying around.

Although sandbags can resist most of the risks, they can't be foolproof, especially the ten heavy aircraft enthusiasts who control Gatlin are the key targets of Sinaloa.

The former town policeman chahiro, who has killed red eyes and is more and more excited, gradually relaxed his vigilance and opened fire madly at the first drug trafficking group in China.

I only saw the shell case falling to the ground one after another.

"A bunch of animals, die for me!"

The long-standing resentment was finally vented at this moment.

When light is covered by darkness, the only effective way is to end evil with evil.

The sun has completely disappeared from the horizon.

In the dark sky, Hiro, who has lost his mind, has almost become the most prominent person in seta. His whole upper body has stood up, exposed outside the sandbag, just venting, and didn't notice that many vicious eyes have gathered on him.

"Kill that bastard!"

Because of his heroic performance, Hiro successfully attracted the attention of sinaloans.

At least dozens of guns were aimed at him.

Bullets came at him from all directions.

"Whoosh..."

Even because of the distance and the limitation of shooting method, most bullets deviated halfway, but one bullet came at him with great accuracy.

Whether the blind cat met a dead mouse or sinaloari had a sharpshooter, the sharp bullet spun and drew a sharp trajectory, and finally hit Hiro's chest.

With the violent impact, Hiro flew out directly and fell to the ground.

I was shot.

It's over! I'm dying!

At this moment, many pictures flashed in Hiro's mind and recalled her life.

What I miss most is undoubtedly my wife.

I'm dead. What about my wife?

Will you be defiled by those animals again?

"Get up before you die! Or I'll kill you first!"

The murderous roar awakened his consciousness again.

With her eyes back in focus, Hiro saw the faint stars in the night sky.

You're not dead?

He looked dazed, and then a burst of surprise filled his heart. He quickly got up from the ground and quickly looked down.

The clothes on the chest had broken, revealing the bulletproof vests inside.

I almost forgot!

Rubbed his aching chest. Although Hiro, who narrowly escaped, was not dead, the bullet successfully woke him up.

It's not a fucking game, it's a living war!

He was afraid and sat on the ground, not to mention returning to his combat position. He even wanted to turn around and run away.

He's just an ordinary little policeman. Why did he come to such muddy water?

It is human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death, but once some choices are made, they can't go back.

Looking at him sitting on the ground foolishly, the leader of more than 100 people, the national character face drug dealer who had just walked over quickly, took a foot and directly kicked Hiro to the ground again, and put a gun against his head.

"I'll count three and pick up your gun right away."

Mexican drug traffickers are famous in the world because they are cruel not only to their enemies, but also to their own people.

As a former police inspector, Hiro must know the terrible of these drug dealers and has no doubt about the authenticity of each other's words.

Keep fighting, he may die.

But if he escapes, he will be killed here immediately.

This choice is not difficult.

"Three."

Before the other party shouted two, he rolled and crawled, immediately returned to his combat post and held Gatlin.

But this time, he was obviously much more timid than before. There was no one to open the pass just now. He was careful and only dared to expose his head.

"Boss, we've run out of rockets!"

Listening to his confidant's report, Carl's face was as heavy as water.

Although the bazooka has achieved great results and opened many gaps in the opponent's defense line, it can not completely open the situation.

This stalemate is not the way.

The cold light in Carl's eyes flickered. Suddenly, a bright light passed through his mind.

"Haven't those rubbish cleaned up the nails? Let them drive the car right away and hit me in!"

This is really the best way at present.

"Come on, boss, let you drive the car right away!"

Soon, the convoy stranded behind rushed to the battlefield.

"Rush for me, and the others will follow and kill in!"

Although more than ten cars have been scrapped, more than 40 cars are still intact.

The cars drove at full power and rushed fiercely into the town.

"Kill those drivers!"

The battle is becoming more and more intense.

These drivers are actually death squads. Most of them were quickly killed in the car by seta's fierce fire, but some cars still successfully broke through the interception of the fire network, knocked open the line of defense stacked with sandbags, and some seta drug dealers were directly hit and flew.

With these cars opening the way, the pressure of sinaloans suddenly reduced and their expression was ferocious. They followed the motorcade and launched another charge, shooting and throwing grenades.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Explosions came and went.

The sandbag was blown open and the dust stirred.

Seta's line of defense was broken.

"Withdraw!"

He didn't choose to stick to it, leaving more than 40 bodies. Seta fought and retreated.

Want to run?

Although he successfully smashed the front of the other party's interception, Carl was not excited at all, even angry,

Just for a moment, before he entered Los ramons, he lost nearly 300 people.

The cost was too heavy and exceeded his expectations.

Not far away, a Saita drug dealer whose leg was broken by a grenade rolled and wailed on the ground. Carl looked ferocious, picked up his gun, walked over and opened fire on his head.

"Bang Bang..."

In the blink of an eye, the seta drug dealer's head was beaten to pieces, and the red and white things even splashed on Carl's trouser legs. The scene was bloody and almost disgusting.

"Chase me! Don't let go of any!"

Carl roared.