"Hurry up, rush over to see what's going on and be careful." Luo Zheng shouted loudly.

Daka accelerated and ran towards the direction of gunfire. Soon, a valley appeared in front of him. The valley was not high and very spacious. The gunfire came from inside, with an explosion of grenades in the middle. The distance was only a few hundred meters away. The dense gunfire made everyone's hearts aroused and they looked at Luo Zheng one after another.

"Drive in a little bit." Luo Zheng gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. His resolute face was full of murderous aura. His tiger's eyes condensed. Looking at the valley ahead, the huge fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

Daka rushed into the valley and turned a corner. The vision in front was wider. The battle scene ahead scared everyone. Countless people were ambushing the surrounding hills, with dense firepower shooting at several people in the valley. There were more than 200 people ambushing, forming a huge pocket. The ambushed person could only shrink into a low-lying pit and occasionally counterattacked. The situation was very critical.

"Stop." Luo Zheng clearly saw this scene through the sniper lens and found that the people surrounded him were like his own people, with black eyes, black hair, and yellow skin. There was a clear difference between them and the Eastern Iranian Movement members. He couldn't help but shouted, quickly opening the ammunition box, hanging the grenade on his clothes, and shouting: "The ambush may be other participating teams. They don't have much ammunition anymore and there is no cover. In a while, you will drive and use the car as a cover to distribute the ammunition to them. I will go on the side."

"It's enough to drive over by one person. There are seven of them fighting back. As long as there is enough ammunition and large card cover, it should be able to block the enemy's attack. The three of us will sneak up from other places." The scholar's face turned solemn and he quickly suggested.

"No, the troops are dispersed, and the significance of sneak attack is not very important. After connecting with them, concentrating firepower to break out of the encirclement is the right way." Luo Zheng refused without hesitation, hung thirteen grenades on his body, inserted the only two remaining sniper magazines on his waist, and put the AK47 on his back, picked up a chain of bullets and tied them on his waist, and then inserted five magazines of AK47 on the chains, plus a pistol, an m9 saber and a knife, which was considered well-armed.

After bringing enough ammunition, Luo Zheng calmly glanced at everyone, his eyes condensed, and he whispered: "Be careful, break out of the encirclement as soon as possible, I will catch up with you."

"Be careful." Everyone reminded.

Luo Zheng nodded, jumped out of the car without hesitation, observed left and right, locked the highest peak not far away, and ran over quickly. The ups and downs could not stop Luo Zheng's footsteps at all. He was used to running in the jungle, and Luo Zheng ran in the mountains as fast as walking on flat ground.

Looking at Luo Zheng who was blowing away like the wind, the scholar's face turned cold and shouted: "Brothers, heavy machine guns block both sides, rush up and kill!"

"Kill!" Everyone shouted in unison, and a strong fighting spirit erupted. The heavy machine gun was arranged to both sides. The big card also started to rush forward and soon entered the battlefield. The heavy machine gun began to roar, and the powerful bullet kinetic energy instantly hit the people on both sides who were ambushing their heads could not raise their heads.

The sudden incident attracted everyone's attention on the battlefield. Everyone looked at the roaring big card incredibly, like a moving military fortress. Two heavy machine guns fired terrifying firepower. The surrounded people reacted and smiled excitedly.

The monk drove the big card and soon came to a hiding place where a person hid. The man then blocked the firepower and struggled to get up from the depression. He ran towards the back of the big card like a cheetah. He rolled up and came up with a big card, laying on the car, looking vigilantly at the scholar and others, with the same skin and eyes, and hearing the crisp sound of bullets hitting the guardrails on both sides of the big card, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother, is it okay?" The scholar was lying in the carriage to observe the enemy situation. When he saw the person coming up, he couldn't help asking, aiming at the other party intentionally or unintentionally just in case.

"It's okay, are you?" The other party shouted excitedly when he heard the familiar voice.

When the scholar heard the other party’s accent, he knew it was his own person, and secretly lifted his guard. He looked out along the canvas bullet holes that had been beaten into sieve, and shouted, “There are weapons and ammunition on the car, so take them by yourself.”

"That's great. Brothers have no ammunition. If you don't come, we will explain here." The other party was not polite, crawled over, quickly picked up the gun and ammunition, rolled to the side, and then covered the side bar of the big card, looked out through the canvas full of bullet holes, locked the enemy's position, and fired without hesitation.

Another person turned over and the big card. Seeing the familiar person firing hard to fight back, he didn't ask much questions, climbed down and didn't dare to look up. He used his hands and feet together, climbed forward for a while, picked up the ammunition and rolled to the side, and shot fiercely at the outside with anger.

More people climbed onto the big card, and the firepower of the counterattack on the big card became even stronger. Suddenly, the big card stopped suddenly, and someone came up with the wounded on his back. The scholar hurried forward to help and dragged the wounded into the car, shouting anxiously: "Hurry up, get in the car, we are going to rush over."

The dense bullets hit the guardrails on both sides of the carriage, making a ping-pong sound, sparks splashing everywhere, and the canvas that blocked the big card were already full of holes. Everyone was lying tightly in the carriage, not daring to raise their heads too high, and fought back with great force. The precise shooting continued to attack the enemy's arrogance, especially the powerful firepower of the two heavy machine guns, and the enemy did not dare to easily emerge.

Everyone climbed into the car. The scholar looked at it. There were seven people, three wounded people, a total of ten, and there were probably two participating teams. But now is not the time to speak. The monk guessed that after everyone got in the car, he drove the car very fast, his body was curled up under the driving position. He occasionally looked up at the road conditions and quickly retracted. In this kind of battle, the driver was naturally the first choice to attack the target, and the monk did not dare to touch this bad head.

Fortunately, this big truck is a modified car. Perhaps the Dongyiyun officials are also worried about being attacked. Steel plates were thickened in important parts, and bullets hit them and sparks were splashing, which was not very threatening to the people inside the car.

Suddenly, the body of the car was shorter and the speed of the big lock slowed down. Everyone felt keenly that the tires were blown up. The monk naturally knew that he still increased his horsepower and rushed forward. He was about to break out of the encirclement. A dense bullet hit the front of the car, and the front of the car began to smoke. The engine suddenly stopped doing work, and the big lock stopped slowly.

"What happened?" the scholar shouted loudly.

"The front of the car was broken by a heavy machine gun and it could not be driven." The monk replied loudly in the car.

"Go to the bottom of the car, I'll give you a weapon." The scholar shouted violently.

"Okay!" the monk shouted, and his murderous aura burst out. He opened the car door, rolled to the ground, then rolled twice and entered the bottom of the car.

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Chapter completed!