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Chapter four hundred and fortieth cruel

This is a battle that has ended before it has begun.

When the directional thunder exploded, Yang Yi knew that the trouble was too big. Now it was no longer a matter of fooling around by taking shortcuts. Now everyone, anyone, is on the verge of extreme danger.

Landmines are nightmares for infantry, and directional thunder is a nightmare that becomes reality, especially remote-controlled or manual-controlled directional thunder, which is definitely a powerful tool for massacre.

This is a war between two arms dealers.

What is the most lacking for arms dealers? It is weapons.

This is Ukraine, the warehouse of the world's largest arms dealer.

Jetero was ready to fail, and Yang Yi was also ready to sway and then escape, but the enemy actually laid out countless directional thunders outside the outer wall. With this one alone, the enemy was invincible.

Moreover, the enemy's condescending shooting on the roof can maximize the firepower advantage.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Jetero held the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly. In fact, he didn't need to give the order. The two mercenary groups in front were already retreating.

It is very uncomfortable to shoot from below and shoot at the gun posture. You can't shoot at the enemy on the roof when you are lying on the ground. Kneeling shooting is the only option.

The two mercenary groups in the front were trying their best to suppress the enemy, and they didn't have to worry about the comrades in the range of the directional thunder explosion. They were dead. The only thing they could do now is to suppress the enemy and run a few more.

No one shot the Trident, and after the first sudden fire shooting, the enemy has now turned into a state of protruding his head and shooting from time to time, because there is no need for the enemy to foolishly expose half of his body and shoot at them.

The bazooka began to fight one after another, and this was not a battle at all, it was a massacre.

Jetero turned around and whispered to Yang Yi: "Don't shoot, let's run away!"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, because what he should do most now is to cover the retreat of the friendly troops in front of him.

The trident has the highest forehead position, and their shooting range is larger than the people in the two mercenary groups in front, and relatively safer than the people in front. Normally, they have to cover the friendly forces in front to retreat.

If the Trident Mercenary Group is not fired, then even if the enemy is discovered, their threat will definitely be the smallest. Then the enemy will definitely choose to solve the target that is more threatening first, so the Trident Mercenary Group may escape safely.

If Yang Yi and the others used their exquisite shooting skills to solve the enemy one by one, then the enemy would inevitably gather all the firepower they could use to solve them.

The Turiyaf Mercenary Group and the Falcon Mercenary Group have already retreated while fighting, and the enemy has no intention of chasing them out.

Now is it a risk to cover up a friendly army, or should you take care of yourself first?

Jetero has already given Yang Yi an answer, that is, don’t worry about anything, it’s important to run away quickly.

But Yang Yi couldn't do it. He watched the people in front of him fall down one by one, and listened to the screams, he really couldn't do it and just ran away.

"If you are dead, your father, your mother, please take care of your marriage. Why don't you run away and wait for death!"

Zhang Yong screamed strangely, and at this moment, the explosions suddenly began to explode in the front, one after another without stopping!

Amid the explosion, you can still hear Zhang Yong's panic screams from his headphones.

"My second, cornflower! The Russians are too cruel! Run! Run!"

Don’t talk about any tactics at this time, just one word, run away!

Yang Yi put away his gun and stood up and ran away.

Fierce, too cruel.

The enemy has directional thunder, they have machine guns, they have bazooka, and they have cornflowers.

What is cornflower? Cornflower is a 2b9 type 82mm automatic rapid-fire mortar, which can fire four shells in 1.5 seconds.

The previous round of artillery bombardment had dropped at least dozens of shells in a few seconds. The explosion was too dense, and it was impossible to count how many shells had landed on the ground.

Of course, the rate of fire of cornflower mortars is amazing, but the accuracy is very touching. However, after the quantity makes up for the accuracy gap, Yang Yi doubts whether there are any friendly forces ahead to survive.

What is war? This is war.

Yang Yi had contacted before just shooting guns and shook grenades. Now, the enemies he faced began to use directional thunder and mortars.

Ukraine cannot stay here.

Yang Yi, who was running back with a gun in his arms, had a thought in his mind, "Go to Ukraine, go to this damn place."

Yang Yi had to watch while running, for fear that someone would be shot, and then he saw Rodriguez slamming forward to the ground.

Yang Yi felt that his heart was about to pop out, but just as he ran towards Rodriguez in a diagonal line, he found that Rodriguez had climbed up faster than he fell, and then ran forward at a faster speed than before.

They ran wildly until the tridents jumped into a canal.

Yang Yi was panting like a bellows, and he said intermittently: "Are you all here? Are you all okay?"

"Ha...ha...ha...is it safe?"

Jetero followed Yang Yi. He opened his mouth wide, swallowed his breath with difficulty, and shouted: "Who... see..."

Brian quickly climbed onto the ditch and looked around, then he immediately slid down again, then gasped and said, "It's over, no one can come back, Farke!"

The explosion sounded again, and it was like a firecracker, which was like a crackling sound, and it could not distinguish the sound of a single explosion.

And the explosion was approaching Yang Yi and the others quickly. Needless to say, the enemy was extending and firing.

Fortunately, the explosion came quickly and quickly. In just a few seconds, the explosion stopped again.

"They have someone guiding the corrective shooting, run, run, run!"

Zhang Yong screamed again, then eight tridents and Jetero rolled and crawled out of the ditch, and then continued to run forward with a lifeless life, but just before running far, Brian shouted: "Look down!"

Yang Yi immediately lay on the ground. After waiting for ten seconds, the explosion sounded again. The nearest one was definitely less than fifty meters away from him.

Zhang Yong shouted: "Run! It's not as fast as you think! There are twenty-five seconds!"

Brian calculated based on the time when the most elite troops he knew changed shells, while Zhang Yong calculated based on the time when the ordinary soldiers changed shells.

This is the benefit of having veterans here, at least they know how to escape.

The nine people continued to run forward until Zhang Yong shouted: "Look down!"

After lying down for a few seconds, the explosion sounded again. Waiting for the end of the shelling, Zhang Yong shouted: "Six cannons! Run!"

After running wildly again, after crossing the highway and hiding on the other side of the roadbed, although it was still difficult to avoid the threat of mortars, Yang Yi and the others could finally avoid the enemy's sight.
Chapter completed!
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