Chapter 143

The situation has changed dramatically! The scene suddenly became very dangerous.

After figuring out the situation at the moment, Cheng Chong couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat.

Because, at the moment, they have been surrounded by dozens of times their enemies, and they and Meng Lang have only one rifle that can be used normally, and the ammunition has been in an emergency and there is no place to replenish.

What should I do? Are you and Meng Lang here?

But what if not?

However, the enemy appeared in all directions, and there were hundreds of people at least. This time, all the armed elements had poured out and surrounded them like iron buckets, trapping them in the heart of the ridge without leaving a gap.

At the moment, no matter which direction to break through, there is no hope at all.

Dada... Dada

Meng Lang is still firing at the swarming enemy. At the moment, he is completely like a firefighter. When the enemy in any direction breaks in quickly, he will attack the enemy in which direction first. After this part of the enemy is temporarily suppressed, he will quickly turn the muzzle of his gun to attack the enemy in other directions.

In this way, they go back and forth and try their best to stop the enemy. However, the enemy who occupies an absolute advantage in number is like a swarm of bees, swarming to the heart of the besieged two people, constantly narrowing the encirclement circle and constantly approaching the two people.

The distance between each other has become closer and closer, the gunfire has become louder and louder, and many bullets have almost rubbed their scalp. The suffocating pressure has also followed, and it has become closer and closer, more and more real and more clear.

The gunfire was loud and disorderly. Suddenly, Meng Lang's AK47 rifle suddenly went off.

"What's the matter? Rotten man!" As low as possible, Cheng Chong climbed over quietly and quickly and asked Meng Lang anxiously and concerned.

"There are no bullets, damn it, it seems that we can only fight with them face to face!" Meng Lang threw his AK47 rifle to the ground, then took out several grenades from his body, held them tightly in his hand, looked at the approaching enemy, and said firmly.

"Don't you tell me? Did you leave me a bullet?" Cheng Chong also took out his only two grenades while talking. At the moment, he was already ready to fight the enemy to the end.

He took a deep breath and said firmly, "remember, the last grenade is for ourselves. Even if we die, we have to pull a few bastards on our backs, grandma's!"

"One grenade is enough. Even if we are a small mosquito at the moment, we must suck a pipe of his mother's blood out later." Meng Lang's face was solemn, the corners of his mouth tilted and sneered.

"To tell you the truth, rotten man, are you afraid now?" Cheng Chong looked back and asked in a low voice, looking at the militants swarming in all directions.

"Fear? Bullshit!" Meng Lang threw Cheng Chong a disdainful expression. The corners of his mouth then turned up and said seriously and solemnly, "since becoming a soldier, the word fear has no chance with Lao Tzu!"

"Good job! Even at the last moment, we must let these bastards know that Chinese soldiers are not afraid of death. Even if they die, they must pay a heavy price. We must!" Cheng Chong secretly raised his thumb, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "but I'm the one who's bothering you. I'm to blame for this!"

"Bird man, what are you talking about? What does this have to do with you? On the contrary, you came to save me and met these bastards. Speaking of it, I implicated you!" Meng Lang doesn't know what happened before Cheng Chong. At the moment, it's quite true to talk about right and wrong.

"Oh -" Cheng Chong sneered at himself, and then said, "it's too late to say this now. However, rotten man, I tell you, it's because of me. It has nothing to do with you. Everything is aimed at me. At the end, I've implicated you..."

Hearing Cheng Chong's words, Meng Lang was full of doubts. From Cheng Chong's last injury and hospitalization, to his participation in the backbone training of scouts, and then to his inexplicable transfer back from the plateau border defense, and from his skill to his calm and calm against the enemy, there were almost some hidden secrets, mysterious or even mysterious.

What happened to this bird man's skill? What happened to him? He said that the large group of armed elements in front of him came for him. What kind of festival did they have before? Why did a large group of people try their best to come for him? Why on earth is this?

However, at the moment, the situation is urgent and extremely dangerous. The numerous armed elements have not been blocked any more. At the moment, they have come round here with great strides.

If you can survive this time, you must ask the bird man clearly, but. Is there any hope of survival this time? Is it possible to survive?

Meng Lang couldn't help laughing bitterly. A strong feeling of despair and pessimism suddenly rose in his heart and quickly spread to his whole body with all unstoppable momentum.

The enemy's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the rustling sound became clearer and clearer. However, the originally fierce gunfire became thinner and thinner.

At this time, the armed elements who had the absolute advantage had the idea of "catching alive".

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters

When a large group of armed elements entered the range of 30 meters, Cheng Chong and Meng Lang suddenly raised their bodies low, pulled off the pull ring of the grenade quickly with the momentum of lightning, and threw out all the grenades in their hands as fast as possible.

Boom

With the violent explosion of hand grenades, more than a dozen militants were immediately blown away by hand grenades. At the same time, more than a dozen militants were blown up by hand grenades on the spot, with unclear casualties and unclear life and death.

When all the grenades were thrown out, the two people looked at each other, looked at each other and smiled, knowing that the last grenade was not left. Therefore, both of them tacitly pulled out their own daggers to make the final fight.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Their faces were green and firm, like stone carvings and iron sculptures. They stared at the militants rolling in front, and shouted silently in their hearts.

The last moment seems to have come

When they were about to jump out of their hiding places and launch the final fight against the rolling enemy, there was a burst of sparse gunfire in the depths of the dense forest, but it was this sparse gunfire that brought a huge attack and even shock and collapse to this large group of militants.

In an instant, countless armed elements seemed to have encountered the most terrible thing in their life. Unexpectedly, they were like a tide, one after another facing the direction of the village. They hurriedly fled regardless of their head and tail, and retreated one after another, as if they had encountered some prehistoric beasts.

"The ninth five year plan, it's the Ninth Five Year Plan -" after listening for a while, Meng Lang suddenly brightened his eyes and shouted excitedly at Cheng Chong. His voice was almost trembling with excitement.

"Ninth Five Year Plan, what ninth five year plan?" Cheng Chong didn't know where he was for a moment. He asked mechanically, looking at the large group of armed elements who fled in panic regardless of their head and tail.

"It's the ninth five year plan, the Ninth Five Year Plan --" Meng Lang shouted at Cheng Chong, his voice continued to tremble. "It's the sound of the Ninth Five Year Plan assault rifle. You listen to it, it's sharper than the sound of the Bayi rifle, but it's a lot clearer than the MP5 micro rush. Listen, listen carefully, isn't it, isn't it?"

Comrade Meng Lang, who is very familiar with firearms, especially domestic firearms, has long heard the abnormalities in the sparse gunfire.

"95 assault rifles? You mean, our men are here?" Cheng Chong suddenly woke up in a dream and asked.

"Of course, it must be! The 95 assault rifle is equipped with a low light level night vision. In this dark night, you can see almost all targets within 200 meters, so as to shoot accurately." Meng Lang still said excitedly.

Hearing this, Cheng Chong did not immediately enter a state of excitement like Meng Lang. But hurriedly pulled the clothes off his body, because at the moment, he was still wearing the skin of the militants?

In such a dangerous situation, I can escape from death. If I am accidentally shot by my people, it is really better than that widow, oh no! It's more unjust than Dou E.

After taking off the coat on his body in twos and threes, Cheng Chong quickly became excited with Meng Lang and enjoyed the embarrassment of the large group of armed elements in front of him when they scrambled to flee.

At this time, although they had a large number of people and had already completed the encirclement of Cheng Chong and Meng Lang, since the sound of the 95 assault rifle sounded, the large group of armed elements were as anxious as a fish in the net and as frightened as a lost dog. They tried to run for their lives without paying attention to themselves, but they no longer cared about Cheng Chong and Meng Lang.

What Cheng Chong didn't understand was why the sound of the 1995 assault rifle was so sparse and incoherent. Why didn't they shoot directly? Why not shoot wildly? Why don't you beat these bastards hard? Are they short of ammunition?

The sound of the 95 assault rifle was getting closer and closer. From a distance, they could vaguely see several figures in jungle auspicious clothes, like ghosts and ghosts, passing by from a distance. Their number is not large. It should be less than ten.

While concealing the leap forward, they kept shooting at the group of armed elements who ran away with their lives, using all the same short shots. They only fired two or three bullets at a time, but these two or three bullets always hit the enemy accurately.

At this time, Cheng Chong vaguely understood why the gunfire was sparse.

Experts use guns, all of which are single shot, and even use a single shot directly like a cutting-edge sniper.

That is the support of the shooter's own strong strength.

Because as long as you can hit the enemy's vital points, firing one or two bullets and firing more than a dozen bullets will have the same effect. Just like the exam in the University, as long as it exceeds 60 points, the effect is almost the same.

More importantly, the use of point firing can not only save ammunition, but also form a huge deterrent to the enemy, because the impact point is intermittent during point firing, and the enemy will never know where the next impact point will fall? Will it fall on your head?

This deterrence can almost compete with the deterrence brought by snipers to the enemy.

Only novice shooters and those who have just touched the gun will shoot at any time, or even madly, such as the group of militants. For example, the last time I fought with the enemy on the plateau, I finally shot the enemy.

good job! They are all shooting experts!

Looking at those comrades in arms who appeared and disappeared in the distance, acted extremely quickly and quickly, and attacked extremely decisively and accurately, Cheng Chong couldn't help but praise them in his heart and gave them a thumbs up at the same time.

But Meng Lang didn't tangle with this simple problem. He carefully observed it and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he seemed to find the new world. He shouted excitedly: "the bird brigade must be the people of the bird brigade. Sure enough, it's them. They finally came..."

"Bird brigade? You mean Falcon special brigade?" Cheng Chong was also excited. He wanted to praise these comrades in arms for a long time. Now he finally owned the famous flowers and found out their true identity.

"It's them, it must be them! If it weren't for them, how could they have such high military skills and such excellent military quality? Kill, kill, kill them, kill them..." the excited Meng Lang still sighed and almost jumped on the spot.

Hearing Meng Lang say this, Cheng Chong suddenly felt a shock. A mysterious feeling suddenly came to his mind. He immediately thought of a person. At the moment, he vaguely felt the existence of that person in the dim light and dense jungle.

Yes, she's here, she's here

Looking around in a hurry, he looked at those comrades in arms who were getting closer and closer, and quickly flashed past him. Cheng Chong firmly believed in his guess and some inexplicable premonition

She must have come. She can't be wrong