He rappelled down the rope to the third floor of the shopping mall. Before he could stand firmly, he saw the other two extrajudicial mercenaries who were captured here.

However, in just a few days, the two remaining mercenaries were already hanging from the ceiling of the third floor in the form of corpses. They even had two directional mines tied to their chests.

"Leva, what about those fake girls?"

Wei Ran followed Leva and asked as he continued to slide down the rope fixed at the edge of the collapsed floor on the third floor.

"Let them continue to hide in the basement of the building opposite. The food and drink collected these days are enough for them to last for a month.

We will just take them here later and then pick them up and leave. Anyway, let’s go quickly. Let’s go meet Ivan and the others first.”

Before he finished speaking, Leva had already cut the rope above his head when he was still more than one meter above the building debris on the ground. Then he dug out a pack of directional mines from under the blown-out escalator and placed them everywhere.

"That building opposite? When did you go there?"

Wei Ran, who was just making an innuendo, suppressed the doubts in his heart and wisely did not continue to ask questions to avoid exposing the secret. He just cut the rope and jumped down to stand still, and took the opportunity to check the weapons and equipment on his body one last time before leaving.

Fortunately, although he was sent back to this commercial building, the weapons on his body have not changed much. Not only are the silent sniper rifles and pistols, but also the submachine guns that were captured at the beginning are not missing. Even, his bag

There was still the Walkman and several grenades in it!

"Are you ready?"

After Leva deployed the last directional mine, he picked up the French sniper rifle again and asked in a low voice.

"Ready" Wei Ran responded in a low voice, and at the same time loaded the submachine gun in his hand.

"Change that." Leva pointed to the AK74 in the hand of a Chechen soldier at his feet, "You pretend to be my secondary shooter."

"no problem"

Wei Ran decisively picked up the dusty assault rifle. After repeatedly pulling the trigger to make sure it could be used, he picked up two intertwined magazines and pinned them to his waist.

"Let's go"

Leva also loaded the bullets in the sniper rifle in his hand. In the last ray of sunset, holding the gun and holding Wei Ran, he strode out of the mall, just like when they hid here, from then on.

Next to the blond girl, who was imprisoned on a steel bar after being tortured and jumped off a building, and remained naked until her death, she walked towards the direction they came from with an expressionless face.

Perhaps it was the extrajudicial camouflage uniforms and identification strips they wore, or perhaps it was Leva's calm look.

Along the way, they did not encounter any danger. In fact, a group of passing Chechen soldiers waved to them from a distance and shouted something in Chechen.

Leva, who was holding a gun, responded with the same enthusiasm in French, but also did not forget to give a one-handed French military salute.

Correspondingly, those Chechen soldiers who obviously couldn't understand French either waved or returned greetings. There was even a young Chechen soldier who looked to be less than 20 years old and enthusiastically took out two wrinkles from his pocket.

The Baba apple was divided between Leva and Weiran.

"Crack!"

Leva took a big bite of the apple, greeted Wei Ran enthusiastically in French, and followed the group of Chechen soldiers forward, walking two blocks as fast as they could.

Halfway through, he even casually pulled out the well-made P88 pistol from his waist, and with a cruel smile, shot and killed a Russian soldier who was nailed to a wooden telegraph pole and whose eyes were gouged out.

.

Undoubtedly, his operation earned cheers from the Chechen soldiers, and even allowed him and Wei Ran to each receive a new gift - two cigars wrapped haphazardly in kitchen tinfoil.

Thanks to the "escort" of this group of less than 20 Chechen soldiers, the two of them arrived unimpeded, less than two intersections away from the basement where Ivan and others were hiding.

Waving goodbye to the Chechen soldiers who were rushing to the battlefield, Leva continued towards the basement with his gun on his shoulder.

As he walked, he said, "Those Chechen soldiers are going to reinforce the presidential palace battlefield. This is a rare opportunity. We can take advantage of the fierce fighting over there to help Ivan and the others escape quickly."

"Leva" Wei Ran suddenly called to the other party, "Look ahead." Hearing this, Leva, who was originally observing the left and right, immediately looked straight ahead, and then his heart sank.

Under the dim sky, both he and Wei Ran could clearly see that two intersections away, a BMP1 infantry fighting vehicle with white paint was slowly turning. At the same time, there were some people around.

Molotov cocktails with flames were thrown towards the basement window where Ivan and others were hiding!

"Help! I'll kill everyone around me. You go look for rocket launchers around me!" Before Leva finished speaking, he had already quickened his pace and rushed to a burned tank with corpses still on the roadside. He was crawling with his sniper rifle.

Then he climbed under the tank.

Looking around, Wei Ran didn't dare to delay, and quickly ran towards the ruins of a tube building on the side of the road that seemed to have been attacked by an air raid.

Almost at the same time he re-entered the Tongzi Building, he happened to see a Chechen soldier who looked to be 50 years old walking out slowly with a cigarette in his mouth and an AK assault rifle in his hand.

"Friend, do you have any rockets?" Wei Ran asked in French with a warm smile on his face, extending his right hand towards the other party.

Almost subconsciously, the veteran wanted to touch the gun, but when he saw Wei Ran's smiling and unprepared look, he subconsciously loosened the folded butt of the gun and wanted to hold it with Wei Ran's hand. At the same time, he opened his mouth and used Chechnya.

Yu said something.

"despair!"

At the same time that Wei Ran's hand and his calloused hand were clasped together, the former also pulled the trigger of the silent pistol hidden in his cuff, accurately hitting the latter's liver, and at the same time pulling the opponent along.

His hands were drawn closer to his arms.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tap!" There were two more faint gunshots that were covered up by the firefight outside. As the bullet casings fell to the ground, two holes were drilled out of the old guy's chest.

Small hole.

Putting the old guy down on the ground, Wei Ran walked up the broken stairs. Soon he found a steaming pile of shit at the corner of the stairs, as well as two pieces of poop thrown next to him.

Women's underwear for toilet paper.

"unlucky!"

Wei Ran looked at the gloves on his hands with disgust, and quickly climbed up to the second floor. He quickly looked at the crumbling rooms one by one, and after finding nothing, he immediately climbed up to the almost open-air third floor.

On this floor, he found the body of a Chechen soldier that was almost completely buried with broken bricks and rubble. Under this body, there was actually a Simonov tank that was used to deal with tanks during World War II.

Anti-tank rifles, and a box full of incredibly powerful 14.5114 machine gun ammunition!

"No wonder you gave me the anti-tank gun this time!"

Wei Ran grinned, pulled out the anti-tank gun and aimed it at the infantry fighting vehicle two streets away. Then he repositioned the body with many broken bones and placed it behind the old grandfather gun.

Out of the aiming position.

"The sword of the previous dynasty should be useful for killing officials of this dynasty." Wei Ran muttered to himself like a neurotic. At the same time, he also took out the heavy anti-tank gun from the metal book and patiently replaced it.

A magazine containing armor-piercing bullets and a matching muzzle brake are attached.

Is it easy to use this anti-tank gun from the early World War II to shoot BMP1 infantry fighting vehicles? The answer is of course, it is easy to use without a doubt!

The thinnest 6 mm and the thickest less than 30 mm sloped armor, the straight-line distance between the two is less than 200 meters, and the height of the guard fire on the third floor, thus making up for the advantage brought by the tilt angle of the steel plate.

The most important thing is that the infantry fighting vehicle, which was slowly dismantling the superstructure with its turret and was obviously preparing to bury Ivan and others alive, turned its back to the Weifan! "Crack!"

As the bolt release button was pressed down, a thick armor-piercing bullet that excited whoever saw it was roughly pushed into the chamber.

Gently moving the muzzle, Wei Ran easily aimed at the commander's position at such a close combat distance. "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the deep roars one after another, rounds of 20mm armor-piercing bullets hit the car like heavy hammers.

On the body of the infantry tank!

After three consecutive shots, the smoke and dust blown up by the high-pressure gas ejected from the muzzle brake had completely enveloped the grinning Wei Ran.

In order to counteract the huge recoil, Wei Ran bent his knees and kicked the wall. At this time, he couldn't care about the soreness and numbness in his shoulders. He put away the anti-tank gun as if he was cheating, got up in the smoke and dust, and started playing.

I ran to the other side of this floor desperately.

There is no doubt that these three effective shots successfully attracted the attention of the infantry fighting vehicle. As it hurriedly turned the front of the vehicle, the surrounding Chechen soldiers who participated in the assist also turned their guns around and aimed at the infantry fighting vehicle.

Seeing the cloud of smoke, he pulled the trigger.

At the same time, Leva, who hid under the tank in advance, also pulled the trigger of the silent sniper rifle in his hand, quickly knocking down one enemy after another!

On the other side of the third floor of the Tongzi Building, Wei Ran once again poked the thick muzzle out of a shooting hole, aimed at the driver of the infantry fighting vehicle, and decisively fired another incredibly powerful tungsten core armor-piercing bullet.

!

"boom!"

After another low gunshot, the infantry fighting vehicle that was still turning around immediately seemed to have lost control, spinning in circles on two tracks that were moving in opposite directions.

Before the surrounding Chechens moved their firepower to the second smoke ball, the cheating Wei Ran once again took away his magical power and ran away!

He almost crawled back to the second floor, but this time he was not in a hurry to open fire. Instead, he hid in the dark corridor and replaced the anti-tank gun with high-explosive shells and matching muzzle brakes!

"boom!"

Wei Ran, who had found the opportunity, once again pulled the heavy trigger. The moment the high-explosive bomb hit the side of the infantry fighting vehicle, he clearly saw in the scope that there were three or four people in the area who were holding guns and going crazy.

The Chechens who were firing instantly created a cloud of blood mist surrounding their waists. One of them was the one closest to him, and even his entire upper body was completely separated from the driving force and was broken into two sections!

Gently moving the muzzle, Wei Ran, who had changed his shoulder to hold the gun butt, expressionlessly pulled the trigger again and again for Captain Culp and others, and again and again killed those who were hiding next to or even behind the infantry fighting vehicle.

People were destroyed into bloody pieces!

"boom!"

When the last high-explosive bomb was fired, a soldier who staggered out of the infantry tank had no time to react. His shoulders exploded silently in the scope, and the rest of his body stood upright.

He fell back into the carriage of the infantry tank again!

"call--"

Wei Ran let out a long breath, pulled out the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one. Then, before he could decide which shoulder to use next to resist the huge recoil, he felt his right arm heat up.

, followed immediately by heartbreaking pain!

"Ah————! Hiss————yuyuyuyu!*Ah!"

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment. When he saw his right arm, which was still connected with only a layer of flesh, he immediately let out a series of screams amidst the spurting blood!

Lying on the ground clutching his severed arm, he first put away the anti-tank gun beside him, then gritted his teeth and took out the Mauser bayonet, and cut off the still connected flesh and skin of his right arm with a fierce look on his face!

In just such a moment, the second, third, and fourth bullets were fired over and over again from the third floor of a building diagonally across the street without any concealment, and they collided with the walls and the ground.
To be continued...