Chapter 24

Cheng Chong looked bad. The armed man wanted to do bad things.

Sure enough, as soon as the gunshot rang, the militants who had walked out hundreds of meters in front immediately stopped. For a moment, it seemed as if they had blown the pot open. They made noise for a moment, and then rushed here like a swarm. The look and scene were almost crazy and arrogant.

However, there are still people who understand in the group of militants after all. After a loud flood and a rapid downward gesture, the group of militants immediately calmed down, and then began to bow around the cat's waist and move slowly and cautiously to this side like a great enemy. However, they have not undergone formal military training, so their tactical actions are strange, diverse and very different. At first glance, they are particularly funny. Many people even blindly imitate others, so they learn to do so themselves.

Cheng Chong has no intention to appreciate this very funny scene at the moment. At the moment, he was absorbed in watching the movements of the militants, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

Will you continue to stay in place and squat and shoot directly at that time, or will you avoid it from a distance and wait for an opportunity to sneak attack? Do you want to fight or not? If you play at such a close distance, it is indeed an ideal shooting position and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. However, the opportunity is equal. The distance between the enemy and the two sides is so close that it is not only an ideal position for their own shooting, but also an ideal position for the enemy's shooting.

Big profits are doomed to big risks. In this regard, the battlefield and shopping malls are almost the same.

At the moment, however, Cheng Chong was hiding in a pit five or six meters away from the body of the armed man. The size of the pit was completely enough for him to hide. It was a natural and perfect foxhole.

Such a good foxhole, such an excellent shooting position, just make full use of it. It's unreasonable to withdraw before fighting! At the moment, guard the body of the armed man and use the body of the armed man as bait. I'm not afraid that the bastards won't come and be fooled.

The old revolutionary predecessors are good at encircling and supporting, and as soon as they fight, they will give them a defensive support at the moment, which is probably the inheritance and development of the younger generation's strategies and tactics to the old predecessors.

Cheng Chong thought of this, his face suddenly flashed a cold smile, his eyes were firm, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. He then moved his body, adjusted his shooting posture, adjusted the AK47 rifle to a continuous firing state, and made all shooting preparations.

Cheng Chong knows that his shooting skills stink, and the recruits are just passing the target shooting. However, at the moment, at such a good shooting location and such a close shooting distance, Cheng Chong is very confident that he can score good results. He dare not say that he can score 100 goals, but he will always be better than the result he just passed!

This time, we must put down more than half of their enemies in a fire, son of a bitch! This time, let you also taste the taste of bullet tearing your body, and let you also feel the stimulation of death at a close distance. At the moment, Cheng Chong clenched his teeth, his eyes were like electricity, and his murderous spirit burst out.

As time passed, Cheng Chong watched everything in front of him with high tension. His left hand firmly held the guard wood of the AK47 rifle, his right hand firmly held the rifle handle, and his right index finger was firmly on the trigger, ready to hug to the end at any time.

In the dark night, he could almost hear the sound of his heartbeat. On the wasteland, only the surging blood in his body was surging and roaring.

Cheng Chong's hands with guns were almost clenched out of the water, but the group of militants had not approached yet. I don't know whether they have realized the great danger hidden in the dark night, or because of something else. They lingered for more than ten minutes at a distance of one or two hundred meters, but they haven't finished yet.

The first person to finish this distance was naturally the armed man who fired a warning shot. He first came into Cheng Chong's eyes, but Cheng Chong didn't immediately send him to see their Allah and God. Cheng Chong is going to catch a big fish, a small fish and shrimp, which he can't see. Moreover, we should not waste such a good opportunity because of a small fish and shrimp.

Cheng Chong held his breath and stared intently at the every move of the militant in front of him.

However, seeing that the armed man leaned down and stretched out his hand to inquire into the nostrils of the dead companion, he immediately shouted to the group of companions behind him. The group of armed men behind who had been moving slowly immediately accelerated their steps, slipped away and all rushed over.

The reason why terrorists are terrorists is that they clearly know that there are great dangers hidden in the darkness around them, but they have not taken any preventive measures. Instead, everyone ran over and mixed up, noisy and shouting, with no organization, no discipline and no division of labor.

This is fundamentally different from the regular armed forces.

At the moment, Cheng Chong was very surprised and nervous. Imagine that a large group of enemies appeared almost unprepared in their close proximity and were completely exposed to their guns. The exciting feeling is self-evident and incomparable.

Tension is inevitable, because the opportunity is extremely good and rare, so I am extremely afraid of losing and I am extremely worried that I can't grasp it well, so my success will fall short.

Cheng Chong took a deep breath and paused to calm himself as much as possible. He slowly turned the muzzle to the left, thinking of sweeping from the left to the right of the group of militants, and it was best to solve the battle at one time.

Dada dada

The gun finally rang, and rows of bullets rolled with the breath of death. With Cheng Chong's infinite hatred and anger, excitement and tension, they roared at the group of militants in a fan-shaped shooting line and pulled out a long tongue of fire at the muzzle of the gun.

The wounded soldiers who were shot tore through the wounds, forming a flying blood mist. The group of militants fell four or five in response.

But there are always accidents. Details determine success or failure, especially in war.

Cheng Chong's AK47 rifle shot only six or seven bullets and suddenly went out of fire. Cheng Chong was shocked. Between lightning and flint, Cheng Chong suddenly thought that when he took over the rifle, he carefully checked the bullets in the magazine. There were not many bullets left, but he didn't replace the full live ammunition clip just now. It's obviously too late to change at the moment.

Fortunately, after the gunshot, as four or five militants fell to the ground, all the others immediately reacted and realized the threat of death. For a moment, like a conditioned reflex, they all fell to the ground and dared not move.

There was also a rash ghost who leaped forward a few steps, then fell forward, and threw himself squarely on Cheng Chong.

fuck! What's the situation?