"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang the sound of the mortar. The sound of the mortar was heard, without Bai Ying's command to the blocking team on the front line, they had already spread out around to avoid the shelling.

This round of mortars did not cause any damage to the White Eagle team. However, with the sound of artillery, the heavy machine guns shot down directly, and two members of the White Eagle team "TuTuTuTu..." were heavy machine guns placed on the pickup truck, which was also the heavy firepower that most of the armed forces here were almost standard.

He swept across the White Eagle players from a distance, although most of the players avoided the rain of bullets. However, two players were still hit, one of whom was swept his right leg while dodging the shells. The bullet from the heavy machine gun directly hit his thigh.

A little part of the knee was swept through the roots. The A-group member let out a shrill scream. The broken thigh fell to his side. Blood kept splashing from the torn muscles and broken thigh bones.

The team member was lying on the gun and pulling the trigger, despair appeared in his eyes. His face was gradually losing blood. He knew that he would soon fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss. There would not be enough plasma here, nor would there be a good doctor to stop the bleeding for him. So, he was dead.

"Tututu..." Maybe it was an explosion before death, or maybe it was the last visit of the God of Luck. He kept shooting, almost every shot could hit. He could clearly see that the man with a headscarf was trying to rush over.

But he was shot in the chest with a shot, and the bullet exploded with blood directly on his chest. He even saw the bullet penetrate the back of the man in the turban, splashing out a large ball of blood, and then twitched and fell to the ground...

"Bang~!" A bullet hit the front face of a tribal armed man who was trembling and trying to retreat. The bullet hit the headscarf covering his face directly. A blood nest was sunken and a large ball of blood splashed out from the back of his head.

The armed man turned over on his back, and the White Eagle player with a broken leg on the dune grinned a smile. After becoming a mercenary, he was ready to have this day. Unlike those core players, this man named Revolver did not know that he was actually still serving his country.

"Chirp~~ Boom!!" But his good luck ended here. He fell to the ground and was still shooting. He knocked down many people at the same time, which attracted the attention of others. Soon, an RPG shot directly at him. A violent explosion sounded, and the smoke and dust of the desert and the broken internal organs flew together...

When the smoke and dust fell, only a broken body fell from the dune. The revolver's eyes widened, and his eyes had lost its spirit. Half of his body was blown open, and blood was constantly splashing out. A bunch of intestines, half of the stomach, and the broken lungs...

Even half of his face was cut open by shrapnel and exposed his hideous muscles and facial bones. An eyeball miraculously did not be blown up. Instead, some of the muscles stuck to the eye sockets and fell out. It hung outside the eye sockets, making his body look even more hideous...

The snipers of the White Eagle Squad have not made any moves until now. Even if the revolver dies, they do not have any counterattacks. Snipers are undoubtedly one of the most important deterrent forces in this kind of combat. Unless they can play an important role, they will not easily shoot.

The reason is very simple. As long as they fire, it means exposure. If exposed, it means that the shooting position must be changed. This is secondly. No one knows whether the other party has a sniper staring at him. Fire means exposure, and exposure means that it will be killed by the other party's sniper.

Losing any sniper will be a huge loss for the entire combat team. They dare not and cannot be killed easily. With them there, it is a huge deterrence. The other party dares not appear easily, nor dares to charge too fiercely.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The mortar bombed again, and the remaining members of the White Eagle Team Group A had to withdraw from the position with difficulty. Group B quickly responded to them, while several snipers of C left the team and began to move to the right.

Albayev still observed silently. He believed that the team opposite would never let them attack directly. They must have the means to deal with it. What he needed to do was wait patiently. It was also at this time that the hunting sword team reorganized.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the White Eagle Team was beaten and had to retreat, they began to advance slowly. With the help of Albayev and his artillery fire and attack cover, they kept approaching the White Eagle Team...
Chapter completed!