"Fake! These damn jackals! Fake!!" Edwood cursed in a low voice, and he was the only one left in his squad. He had just stepped into the small town, although he had been very careful.

They were not even the first to enter the city, but they still encountered two snipers as soon as they stepped into the small city. What's worse was that a five-person team was ambushed near them, carrying machine guns.

Less than a minute after the gunshots rang, Edwood withdrew from the town. The five people who followed him to cover the city were all left inside. Edwood was also shot in the abdomen, but fortunately the magazine and bulletproof insert blocked the bullet head.

Even so, he felt like someone was punching in his abdomen. After looking around, Edwood was very glad. At least he walked out and survived the damn jackal guns.

Almost all the teams that entered at the same time retreated. The teams that entered before... did not see anyone coming out. There was only one possibility that they could not get out - they died inside. Those snipers were undoubtedly good players.

The distance between the two sides is not very far. When they enter the city, their shooting distance in this small city with a radius of less than five kilometers is estimated to be 500 to 800 meters. At this distance, many sniper rifles even need to be zeroed.

"Jiuchi...boom!boom!boom!boom!boom..." The rocket launcher continued to bombard the small town again. Low houses were overturned, and Edwood used the cover of artillery fire to rush towards the city again.

Edwood had to rush because in the shadow of the Gobi Desert behind him, his eyes were silently staring at him. Edwood knew that if he dared to stay here and not rush, then he would be the one who was shot to death next.

Then his family members who stayed in America would also experience some "accidents" that evaporated. Like Edwood, no one dared to stay here. They silently took advantage of the artillery fire and rushed into the small town again.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang at this time, and at this time, there were also sounds of cannons in the city. It was obvious that the jackals in the city were fighting back. Edwood and others did not hesitate at all, and rushed towards the position where the cannon sounded by the other party.

From afar, Edwood saw several figures constantly advancing. They didn't even communicate, and tacitly covered each other to observe the visual blind spots for each other. They touched the place where the cannon sounded little by little.

Suddenly, the sound of a sniper rifle sounded clearly in Edwood's ear! Subconsciously, he wanted to lie down with his former servant. Unfortunately, the moment the gunfire sounded, he felt as if something had passed through his neck.

Then, he felt the blood in his body flowing rapidly. He suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground. The moment he lay on the ground, he saw several other figures falling head-on.

At this moment, he was grateful. Because those people had their heads exploded with a blood flower or their entire heads. Seeing them fall down at least means that their heads are still there...

"Puuu!" Edwood fell to the ground, twitching, and struggling. Then he slowly stopped moving...

"All six teams are dead, our people are untenable in the city..." In the shadow of the Gobi Desert outside the city, a voice said softly: "These damn things are so good at defending!"

In the shadow, another voice came: "The Red Team is all in their hands. Do you think these people will be gentlemen?!"

"Don't think too much, even if these teams have finished fighting, you can put them in this small town and kill some of their living forces is victory." The voice said lightly: "According to the plan, as long as you complete your own tasks."

"Yes, sir." The voice was silent for a while and said softly and respectfully: "But you don't have to stare here. It's too dangerous here. If you have any problems, we will..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the voice: "I have lived in danger for half of my life. I have not died yet. I have already made it. There is nothing wrong with dying here."

"Don't worry, no one will come to find you. In the file registration, I am already dead." The voice said lightly: "The old injury relapsed, died in his own farm. Even the funeral was held..."

"So, you don't have to worry at all." The voice, with a little playfulness and a little disdain: "I will go back alive, at most I will announce what secret mission I will perform. If I die, the funeral will not have to be held again."

In the far city, Hou Dasheng watched his subordinates start to pull down weapons and keep ammunition from the other party's corpse. He smiled and said to the hunting dog beside him: "It's almost done. I guess you should start hunting after a while. Let the guys be ready, don't turn the hunters into other people's prey by then!"
Chapter completed!