The monkey's face was ferocious, but his eyes were still cold, his will to fight became even higher, and he attacked even more fiercely after changing the magazine.

The pain must be painful, otherwise he would not have sweated and covered in sweat the moment he was shot.

But this does not affect his combat effectiveness and fighting will, and his fighting will as hard as steel.

Yang Feng wiped the red blood from his face, looked at the blood that spread along the monkey's arms to the ground, and shouted: "Monkey, let me push it, you go and bandage it."

"It's okay, it's a little hurt." Although the monkey's face was ferocious, his voice was very calm.

"Believe me, I can withstand it!"

"You can't stand it, the enemy's firepower is too strong." The monkey responded.

"Can't hold on."

"What do you want to hold on to your new recruit?" the monkey roared angrily.

"It really can withstand it." Yang Feng said stubbornly, regardless of the monkey, he directly pressed against the wall next to the window, stretched out the barrel of his Type 95 rifle from the window, and began to shoot fiercely at the enemy.

Although the shooting was fierce, it did not shoot randomly. Instead, it was very rhythmic. It aimed at the enemy's fierce firepower points, and the shooting hit rate was extremely high, which suppressed part of the enemy's firepower for a while.

Thunder glanced at Yang Feng, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised.

The monkey also showed an admiration in his eyes. The reason why he didn't use Yang Feng just now was because he was afraid that he could not withstand his firepower gap. If he couldn't hold it up here, it would double the pressure of thunder and lightning, and the chance of injury would also double.

Now that Yang Feng not only resisted, he also performed well, he would have time to bandage the wound.

The monkey retreated, hid in the corner, and quickly bandaged his wounds. The standard tactical bandage was better than the doctors in the military region and faster.

After Yang Feng finished shooting a bullet, he did not become panic at all. Instead, he calmly followed the daily training movements, removed the magazine, quickly and accurately took out the magazine from his tactical pocket and replaced it, and continued to attack.

The whole process is skillful and smooth, and it looks like a novice at all.

When the monkey saw this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The boy was very qualitative and had completely adapted to the current war environment. If he had changed someone, he would not have done so easily.

In less than ten minutes, Lei Ting and others had already repelled three waves of enemy attacks, and the militants also suffered heavy casualties.

The most shocking scene is the entrance of the stairs guarded by Lei Bao, full of corpses, with a total of more than a dozen people.

"Stop the attack." The foreign white man roared angrily, his deep eyes turning a little bloody red.

He doesn't care about the lives of these militants, but he cares about the boss of these Fan militants, who is his financial backer.

If too many people lose, I am afraid that the financial owner will not be satisfied, and this money transaction may be greatly reduced.

The black man took a bazooka out of the trunk and shouted angrily: "Damn it, look at me using the bazooka to directly knock them into scum."

As he said that, he was about to load the bazooka, but was stopped by the white foreigners. "James, stop, have you forgotten that the USB flash drive is still in their hands? If not, I would have killed these people long ago."

After hearing the words of white foreigners, the black man named "James" put down the bazooka and said angrily: "Bruke, what do you think you should do? The people inside are so powerful that our people can't threaten them at all."

The man named "Brook" turned his eyes and thought for a moment, shouting to the three-story building in fluent English: "Listen to friends from China, I know you are very powerful, but you are already besieged. Even if I don't attack, you will lose your combat ability due to lack of supplies. You have a task, but there is no need to take your life. As long as you hand over the USB flash drive, I promise you can leave here safely, but if you continue to die here, then even if I don't do this business and don't want the USB flash drive, I will kill you all here!"

After hearing these words, Thunder looked calm and indifferent.

Surrender is impossible. There is no word "surrender" in the dictionary of Chinese soldiers, and it is even more impossible to compromise. They came here from thousands of miles to carry out the mission. If the mission fails, it will not only be their shame, but also shame the five-star red flag armband on their arms!

After waiting for a while without a response, Brooke's face turned green. He really wanted to raise the bazooka and smash the people inside to pieces now, but he felt a little distressed when he thought of the expensive commission.

If he gets this commission, it will be enough for him to be happy for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and said sternly: "I know you are loyal and faithful. I have also owned these things before. I serve the country with all my passion. But in a few years you will know that these are nothing but ridiculous. Your country is just using you. When you lose your value, you will be kicked away. Then you will find that everything is fake, only your life and the money you get are real."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, his eyes flashed, and his face was so gloomy that he could twist out water. It was obvious that he thought of the past that was unbearable to look back on.

"I'll give you ten minutes to consider. If you don't give me a reply in ten minutes, then we'll kill you!" Brooke said sternly.

The yard, which was originally in fierce battle, suddenly calmed down, and only the injured militants were moaning in pain.

In the three-story building, several people were panting, and the battle just now consumed a lot of their energy and physical strength.

"Monkey, how are you?" Lei Ting turned his head and asked.

The monkey waved his injured arm and licked his lips and said, "It's okay to fight for another night, but we don't have much ammunition anymore. This is a difficult problem. If the foreigner knew about it, he would probably not just throw a bomb in and kill us."

Thunder's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his wheat-colored face, which was covered with oil. If he continued to sit and wait for death, he would definitely be a dead end. He had to take the initiative to crack the unfavorable situation.

"Hawkeye, what's going on over there?" Thunder asked over the radio.

"Lei Ming has already fought with the snipers of the Death Mercenary Group, but this sniper does not play according to the routine and is very cunning and cannot seize the opportunity." The sound of Hawkeye came from the radio.

"Hawkeye, the enemy sniper is an extremely arrogant person. He has never changed the place even if he fires six shots. Although he will not do this when fighting with you, you can use his arrogant mentality to lure him and set traps for him." The monkey said, making suggestions.

"I understand." Hawkeye responded, a rustling sound came from the radio, and the sound of a sniper rifle came.

Yang Feng was next to the monkey. When he heard his words, his expression suddenly changed. His whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into an endless ice cave!

A terrible and terrifying thought magnified rapidly in his mind.
Chapter completed!