District 9

In the middle of the convoy, in the cab of a cargo truck carrying a large amount of medicine, the driver pushed the electronic lever with his right hand and shouted with the intercom in his left hand: "To protect the goods, remove the traction rope."

Outside, the rapid gunshots were accompanied by the creaking sound of the pulling rope being stretched. Then the lock was opened, and the box truck separated from the two vehicles in front and behind, and rushed out alone.

Get off the car.

Qi Lin, Cha Meng and more than a dozen people held guns and fired into the wasteland on the left, hoping to suppress the opponent with their advanced firearms and sufficient ammunition.

In the wasteland, Yang Nan's face was covered with a triangle scarf. He turned to the middle-aged man commanding next to him and said, "They have very good guns. They have at least six or seven automatic rifles."

"Small problem." The middle-aged man replied with his face covered as well. He lowered his head and held the intercom headset on his collar and said, "Sniper, hit them with the bright light."

"receive."

After a burst of electric microphone sound, several extremely crisp gunshots suddenly erupted in the snow.

"Bah bang bang!"

Several bright lights on the roof were instantly shattered and extinguished.

At this time, Cha Meng was a little confused. He hid next to the off-road vehicle and shouted with a shocked face: "Brother Lin, something is wrong. It doesn't look like Lei Zi on the other side. The strong light is shining within thirty meters." The people couldn’t open their eyes and they aimed at the center of the light, which means there were snipers and they had eye protection equipment.”

"Not Lei Zi?" Qi Lin was also confused.

"It's not like Lei Zi." Cha Meng shook his head: "Don't be tough. Our first round of firing has already exposed our firepower."

Qi Lin reacted when he heard the sound, and immediately shouted with the intercom: "Everyone, listen up, don't get entangled with each other, escort the truck away first. The lights are off, we can't see them, but we are standing next to the car, they But they can notice us. Come with a few soldiers, rush to the left with me, and force the hiding people out."

Finished.

Qi Lin, armed with a gun, led Cha Meng and less than ten brothers, and swarmed towards the field on the left. And once they left the convoy, it was difficult for the other party to completely lock everyone's position.

on the road.

The remaining team leader brothers waved their hands and shouted: "Break the traction rope, all off-road vehicles move to the left, block the z-bombs for me, and gain space for the trucks to leave."

The traction rope can only be seen in the fleet in the area to be planned. Its main function is to prevent the car from rolling over and getting stuck in the pit when encountering cold pits or extremely slippery road conditions. Because if a car has an accident, the cars in front can pull it out with a little force, which can greatly reduce the time spent on the road.

After all the vehicles put down their traction ropes, they immediately approached the left side of the road, parked in a row, and used their bodies to block the bombs.

The van was stuck to the right side of the road, its motor roaring as it needed to speed up.

Rows of Ds swept in, hitting the van's tire fenders and sending sparks flying, but they still couldn't stop it from moving forward.

In the snow.

Yang Nan shouted in an urgent voice: "It started to run away."

"Run? Where are you running?" the masked man shouted calmly: "One group and two groups are fighting with the other people rushing down the roadbed. The demolition team stops the car for me, hurry up."

"receive!"

"receive!"

"...!"

After a series of responses came from the intercom system, there were about ten people in the wasteland, outflanking Qi Lin from both sides.

Seconds later, the two sides began to exchange fire again.

As soon as they made contact, the two brothers beside Qi Lin were instantly shot and fell to the ground.

"Don't go forward," Cha pulled Qi Lin hard and said, "Get down first."

Meanwhile, on the right side of the road.

Two men in white camouflage uniforms knelt down on one knee. One held a half-meter-long barrel-shaped object, and the other held a telescope and said: "The tires have steel baffles, and the gun must not be able to penetrate them."

"Measure in advance?" the person next to him asked in a low voice.

"Measure three meters in advance and raise it half a meter to the target." The man holding the telescope responded briefly.

The man holding the barrel-shaped object next to him opened the ruler with his left hand, moved his body slightly to the right, and then decisively pulled the trigger.

"Weng!"

An extremely sharp sound breaking through the air suddenly sounded from the right side of the ground and spread for hundreds of meters.

Everyone turned around when they heard the sound, and in an instant they saw an extremely dazzling flame rushing out of the wasteland, hitting the box truck like lightning.

"RPG!"

The truck driver looked to the right and yelled in panic.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent explosion, and the double tires on the right side under the front of the van burst instantly, and the entire side of the vehicle was damaged beyond recognition.

The car body lost its balance, and the other tires, the load-bearing axle under the car, and the shock absorbers broke one after another with a grinding sound, and the several-meter-high car body instantly rolled to the right.

"Bang bang!"

The car rolled over onto the ditch on the right side of the road and broke down completely after throwing up bursts of snow.

In the driver's building, the driver's head was covered with blood. He shot several times to break the windshield, kicked open a big hole, and got out with a gun.

In the snow on the left, Qi Lin looked at the overturned car with a look of shock on his face.

"Withdraw, withdraw."

Cha fiercely dragged Qi Lin and shouted with a trembling voice: "They are definitely not thunder. They are attacking again. We can't fight them. Let's leave quickly."

"Guaranteed goods!" Qi Lin shouted stubbornly.

"My life is about to die, what else can you guarantee?!" Cha Meng dragged Qi Lin tightly, immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Cover."

The brothers of Yaoguang Security Company are also well-trained experts. They have either served in the garrison or have many years of experience running on the road. Therefore, being well-trained does not mean how accurate your marksmanship is or how good your personal ability is. How strong, but obedient and obey the command.

Cha Meng gave an order and everyone started to cover. At the same time, the drivers of the off-road vehicles on the road began to prepare to escape as soon as they saw that the truck had rolled over and was unable to recover. They moved forward and backward, drawing firepower.

It was dark, and Yang Nan and others couldn't pinpoint which one was Qi Lin, so the latter was dragged by Cha and staggered to the middle of the road.

The off-road vehicle, which also had tire fenders, immediately stopped. Cha pulled open the door and pushed Qi Lin to sit on it.

In the wasteland on the right, the RPG had already exposed its position after firing one round, so before it could reload its ammunition, it was hit by a D-step and sent a rat scurrying away.

Yang Nan lay in the snow shell, scanning the road with his eyes and said: "Charge a wave and let the leader hold him down."

"What the hell!" the middle-aged man retorted without hesitation: "These people don't give me anything for free. They are fighting in close combat. They are red-eyed. I must have suffered casualties as well. If the goods are left behind, the goal will be achieved."

Yang Nan glanced sideways at the other party, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

On the road, the off-road vehicle backed up at a high speed and fled towards the road it came from.

…

Ten seconds later.

The ambushes on the left and right began to advance on the road one by one, and sporadic gunshots were still ringing.

After a firefight, the masked middle-aged man and Yang Nan led the team to the truck and saw the four Yaoguang brothers who were being held captive. And these four people now saw clearly that there were forty or fifty people who attacked them this time.

"The leader is Qi Lin, right? Where are you from?" Yang Nan asked in a low voice.

The four of them knelt on the ground, and no one said a word.

"Kang!"

The extremely ferocious Yang Nan shot the young man on the far left to death with one shot, and continued to ask in a hoarse voice: "Where did he come from?!"

…

On an off-road vehicle.

Qi Lin's face was pale, and he reached out to unbutton his coat. When he lowered his head, he saw that the bulletproof vest on his left shoulder was shattered, and blood was flowing out from the bullet hole.