Alsey attracted firepower in the direction of Hong Kong Island, and almost wiped out all the shells she carried in the middle of the night. But her fierce behavior completely lost her temper and her morale was reduced to zero.

But in the direction of Kowloon Bay, the situation is different.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted on the roof of the building where the vault was located, holding an RT-20 anti-equipment rifle, aiming at the top of a high-rise commercial center about 400 meters away.

On the top floor there is a two-person team of the Flying Tigers. A Remington M-700 sniper rifle fell behind the wall, and under the rifle was a sniper's body in a uniform.

Observe that his hand was leaning against the wall, his chest was undulating violently. In front of him, his partner's head disappeared, and his skull was shattered like an explosion. A piece of blood was sprinkled on the ground on the top floor, barely identifying the broken bones and brain matter.

Death is nothing more than a moment.

Observing his hands were still gasping, and a call came from the intercom, "Hawkeye 3, the Eagle called Hawkeye 3. Are you in your seat? Please answer when you hear it."

Observing his hands trembling, pressing the intercom call button on the equipment on his chest. He said in a trembling voice: "I am Hawkeye 3, we are in place."

"Did you find out what's going on?"

"Ashou is dead."

"What?"

"We just came up, and A Shou had just set up the gun. I didn't have time to observe, and a bullet came from the direction of the vault..." The observer choked up, "There is a sniper on the opposite side, a very powerful sniper. He is on the roof of the vault."

Silence was on the walkie-talkie.

Seeing that the corners of his hand were crying, but after releasing the call button, he reached out to grab the M700 that his partner had dropped. But the moment he touched the gun, a 20-mm-caliber bullet shot from hundreds of meters away, breaking the outer wall on the roof.

Observing his hand as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, the bullet shot from his left rib and his right front chest shot out. But he seemed to have encountered a cross-cutting, and in addition to splashing out a splash of blood, his body was also broken into two pieces.

The RT-20 produced in Croatia uses 20mm caliber ammunition. It is specially used for long-distance anti-equipment and is used to deal with light armored vehicles. It is even easier to penetrate the walls.

Only the night wind is howling on the roof.

A few seconds later, the intercom rang again, "Hawkeye 3, we order you to withdraw. Let others take over your mission. Hey, Hawkeye 3, you can withdraw. Hey..."

Above the two corpses, a little fairy flashed his wings silently and reported to Zhou Qingfeng that the enemy had been eliminated.

There was also a ghost floating and patrolling constantly. Within the five hundred meters of this dark night, nothing could hide from these invisible and intangible undead.

Zhou Qingfeng withdrew his gun from the roof of the vault building and glanced at other directions. He didn't have any particularly good night vision device at hand, and he relied entirely on his own night vision ability and the help of strange maids and ghosts.

The power supply in the Kowloon Bay area was destroyed, and almost all the lamps in the street houses were extinguished.

This was already a great convenience for Zhou Qingfeng. He understood in the black forest that humans in the darkness had almost no combat power.

But things are not finished.

Just north of the vault, behind a building about five hundred meters away, several Gurkha soldiers were fiddling with a light mortar with the help of the building's cover.

A shell flew out of the muzzle, and fell from the air a few seconds later, but opened a small parachute and lit up a dazzling light - a flare.

Zhou Qingfeng flew away with his heavy RT-20 cat waist on the roof of the unobstructed vault building and quickly left his original position. The vault only has five floors. Compared with the surrounding buildings that are often 20 to 30 floors, it is not a good location.

Under the flares of hundreds of thousands of candlelight intensity, Zhou Qingfeng's shadow seemed very obvious. He had just moved and shot dense bullets from a long distance of one thousand meters away.

The roof of the vault was hit with a crater. It seemed that the British were really angry and anxious, and used heavy weapons in the residential area. This forced Zhou Qingfeng to jump from the five-story building more than 20 meters high, and continued to move quickly after landing.

The first flare is about to fall and extinguish, but the second and third flaps rise one after another. The vault is surrounded by shiny places, with no blind spots at 360 degrees.

The British also learned their lesson and arranged shooting positions on high-rise buildings at least one thousand meters away. They attacked Zhou Qingfeng from many directions.

"Meow, go find the enemy who is fighting the flares for me." Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to use the mortar that was shot by Qu. He really didn't prepare such a street fighting weapon for himself.

Black Cat Meow Meow has been playing soy sauce around his master for many years. After following the order, he identified the trajectory of the flares and rushed out quickly to find the enemy's shelling positions.

Zhou Qingfeng was temporarily forced to hide in the vault by the fire of machine guns fired from multiple angles. He ordered the little fairy beside him: "Go and find the other party's machine gun position and use light dance to light them up."

Pulling the bolt, another bullet was stuffed into the RT-20's chamber. This is a very strange-shaped firearm. In order to relieve the huge recoil, it has a large reaction tube.

However, in addition to being bulky and difficult to operate, its accuracy is OK and extremely powerful, making it suitable for light armored targets.

Meow Miao ran at a speed of hundreds of meters in the darkness and accurately found the mortar team hiding behind the building to flares. She pounced on it almost silently, and her sharp claws cut open the artery on the neck of the main gunner.

The warm blood splattered on the second gunner's face. He had originally lowered his head to avoid the air waves of the projectile, but when he reached out and touched it, his palm was covered with blood. When he looked up in surprise, he found that the British officer in the command of the gun team was falling down with his neck covering his face.

The flares that kept rising gradually fell, but they did not replenish them, and darkness fell again. Several machine gun groups gathering fire towards the vault lost their targets and could not see anything.

Gurkha machine gunners were waiting for the next flare to rise. But a machine gun crew suddenly found that it was lit up for no reason - in the dark night, it was too conspicuous.

If found, you will be attacked.

A particularly explosive single gunfire sounded in the dark, even with the dullness of shelling. A large-caliber bullet broke out and crossed a distance of one thousand meters at a supersonic speed of more than 800 meters per second.

To the north of the vault, on the top of the thirtyth floor of a community. The four-person machine gun team was looking at each other, and the light on their bodies was so strange.

But the moment the light appeared, they were lying on the roof alertly, thinking about what had happened?

The projectile with a diameter of 20 mm was shot and penetrated the floor slab that was more than ten centimeters thick. The reinforced concrete cracked and burst into pieces, causing pain when hitting the person.

But the four machine gunners were not hit accurately, and they remained basically calm. The team leader even shouted: "We have been discovered. Don't get up, just move backwards."

The exposed machine gun team climbed backwards at the top of the floor and tried to climb to the stairwell. As long as they entered the stairwell, they would be safe. However, the bullets fired from afar did not mean to let go, and three or four shots were shot in succession.

But due to perspective issues, Zhou Qingfeng only saw some light, all of which were blindly shot. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and carried out a "Gustav M3" recoilless cannon.

"I don't believe it, I won't kill you." Zhou Qingfeng carried the 'Gustav M3' and aimed at the top of the floor kilometer away, where only the last ray of light was left.

Bang...

The gun barrel of the ‘Gustav M3’ made a muffled sound. An 84mm caliber killing grenade flew out at high speed and hit the target in about four seconds.

A ball of flame exploded on the roof and then went out.

There is nothing to see in the dark night, one thousand meters beyond the distance of the link network. Zhou Qingfeng could not contact the little fairy and did not know the damage effect of this shell.

However, after the shelling, the other machine gun teams that were originally shooting at the vault immediately became mute. Even if a mortar team fired a flare again, they would rather shoot in the air than provoke an opponent with a cannon with them.

The shot just now was too accurate.

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