The guerrillas did not give up, and just as the people in the courtyard were exhausted, two or three rockets came from outside the courtyard, two of which hit the upper floors and one in the corridor outside the door. Paro was knocked out by the shockwave, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. And at this moment, the partisans again organized a manpower attack. Now the courtyard wall has become a cover for the other side, with at least three machine guns on the courtyard wall, and there must be people outside the courtyard wall who have specially arranged people to try out grenade launchers and continue to fire grenades at the big house.

The partisans, under the cover of machine guns, again divided into three directions and attacked from the main gate and the large holes in the courtyard walls on both sides. I dropped the M4A1 in my hand and picked up the M240 that Paro had left behind, and started shooting at the guerrillas who came in through the gate.

"Come on! Fast! "I yelled as I fired. The guerrillas attacked more quickly and seemed to be outnumbered, as if they were not prepared to give us any respite. The people in front were shot and fell, and those behind immediately followed and continued the attack. The same is true for the person in charge of cover, as soon as someone is killed or wounded, someone will take their place in a few moments. This battle has completely entered the stage of fighting attrition, can we withstand the attrition? At this moment, when I saw the guerrillas' desperate offensive, I had no idea what I was thinking, and I even began to suspect that the thousands of people who had been told by the person who shouted at us were not lying.

Suddenly, a rocket flew in and hit the sandbag blocking the window on the left side of the gate. The guards guarding the place were blown out along with the sandbags, and were buried directly underneath the sandbags and sand when they landed.

The guerrillas, seeing a breach in the fortifications, immediately accelerated their movements, and they all got up and went to the window to the left of the door that had been blown into a large hole. I immediately got up and shouted as I twisted the M240, "Here, guard the door alone." Quinn, come with me! ”

Quinn quickly followed me, and I pulled him down, and now the guerrillas were shooting into the room through the big hole, just not wanting people to come here and continue to resist. I didn't go over and set up the M240 to shoot. Instead, he came to the side of the hole and pulled out a grenade, "Quinn, use a grenade." ”

Quinn and I each threw the grenade out of the hole, and a grenade was thrown in from the outside. I grabbed Quinn and fell on my stomach. The grenade exploded inside the house, but fortunately it didn't kill me and Quinn. I immediately got up and wrung my gun and said, "Hurry up!" They're coming! ”

As soon as I turned sideways to look at the hole, sure enough, there was already a figure only a dozen meters away from us, and I was about to get up and continue walking. I immediately pulled the trigger, and Quinn followed and shot outside.

Several of the guerrillas who were about to storm the big house were hit by my Quinn and fell one after another, and just as the companions behind them were about to continue their attack, a series of explosions appeared behind them and on both sides. I took advantage of the situation to reoccupy the breach and set up my machine gun against the bombed outside, and the partisans, who had been scattered, began to shoot.

The dense bullets rampaged through the scattered formation of the guerrillas, and the killing efficiency was extremely high, and the men who attacked the hole could not even organize a counterattack, so they had to retreat again. But just as they were retreating, I noticed that the guerrillas had reappeared at the courtyard wall behind them, and looked as if they were going to continue their assault.

I immediately looked behind me and shouted, "All the rest of the people come up!" Fast! ”

Just as I turned around and asked for reinforcements, the other side also began to move. Two rockets flew out of the courtyard wall and flew upstairs, and then fierce gunfire rang out, and these cover shots were also more at the fire points upstairs.

However, this does not mean that the people below us will feel relaxed, and the people who break in are very powerful. They spread out and moved forward in rapid alternate cover, and as they went, some were responsible for suppressing the firepower points upstairs, while others were shooting at our firepower points.

The rest of my men soon came up behind me and were ready for battle. I saw the guerrillas on the outside, who were again preparing to assault, get up and attack after a burst of cover fire, and then pull the trigger, and the rest of me followed me and opened fire on them.

The opposing side did not seek shelter in the face of resistance, they did their best to disperse the team, completely conceded the space in front of us, tried to reduce the angle of our shots, and then quickly attacked us from both sides of the hole. And the suppression and cover of the front are completely left to the people near the courtyard wall.

I immediately felt that this group was different from the guerrillas before me, and that they must have been more well-trained than those who had come before me.

"Those on the left and right! Ignore the courtyard wall and hit the people on the left and right. I shouted as I approached the partisans in both directions. But they moved fast, and a moment later someone started throwing grenades at us.

There were explosions from time to time around the hole and in the corridor outside the door, and although these explosions did not cause us much damage, they seriously affected the rhythm of our shooting, and our counterattacks were always interrupted.

The people on the other side took advantage of the weakening of these firepower, and even the vacuum period, to approach the corridor step by step. And the covering firepower on the courtyard wall was even more dominant, unscrupulously venting bullets on our side.

I looked at the members of the guard who had been shooting out with their guns at the front of the gate before blasting down the flower beds with RPGs, and I shouted, "Drag the oil bottle!" Are you still alive? ”

"Not dead yet!" The sound of dragging oil bottles came.

"Let someone blow up the courtyard wall for me with an RPG! That row of courtyard walls across from me! Fast! I shouted.

I shouted and continued to fire at the guerrillas on both sides, but it didn't work well, they dodged very well, and their marksmanship was good, and while you hit them, they also shot at the holes from time to time, and I couldn't keep the continuity of the shots, because then it was probably me who was hit.

Suddenly, a grenade exploded on the wall to the left of the hole, and the powerful shock wave directly knocked the sandbag on my side into my body, knocking me to the ground, and some people next to me were injured and fell to the ground.

It's not a way to keep it like this, and the end of the game here is likely to be that the opponent touches us and has a close exchange of fire with us, and the place is captured by the opponent, not only losing the defense line but also losing manpower. This is the last thing we want to see. I looked to the sides of the room and to the rear. Just as I was thinking of a way, another RPG flew out of the door and hit the courtyard wall opposite. The explosion shattered that section of the courtyard wall, and the covering fire on the opposite side suddenly stopped moving.

However, the people in the courtyard did not stop because of this, and they continued to storm us without even hesitation. I got up from the ground and dragged the M240 machine gun that had been thrown aside and Quinn who was still trying to fight back.

"You let these people all go up the stairs! Fast! After I finished speaking to him, I shouted in the direction of the gate: "Drag the oil bottle!" You take the man into the right-hand room! Put them in and flank them! ”

"Understood!" The oil bottle shouted in response.

And I was ready to retreat with Quinn to the back left side of the house. But this moment is not immediate, we can't go all at once, then we won't have time to let each other in. So Quinn and I fired at the guerrillas outside from time to time at the hole, and from time to time threw a grenade or two out. However, it was soon difficult for the two of us to continue shooting because of the transfer of the others, but fortunately, the others moved quickly and quickly reached their respective positions.

"Withdraw! Follow me! "I fired two shots outwards and then quickly stepped back to the left with Quinn.

The guerrillas outside suddenly lost their pressure and immediately attacked. They quickly entered the hallway and began to disperse, throwing a round of grenades through the holes in the door and wall, and after the grenades exploded, some of them entered the large house under the cover of their companions.

The people who entered the house looked around and found no resistance, then scattered and began to be on guard, while the people behind began to follow in one after another. Perhaps because the firepower point upstairs was still constantly firing and causing them a lot of trouble, these people who had already entered the room seemed to be in such a hurry that they were annoyed by a mistake. That is, they are too eager to let too many people in, after all, our people here are not eliminated, but they have taken the initiative to retreat. They didn't seem to care much about these people who entered in large numbers after the first people entered without being attacked, at this moment not only did they lose the only concealment behind them, but also there was no one to rely on concealment as cover, and more importantly, they were very closely formed after entering, which undoubtedly gave me a chance to fully kill them.

I saw an opportunity and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and at the same time, there were also drag bottles on the stairs. Bullets hit the guerrillas who had entered the house from three directions. They had no way to avoid it, so they could only blindly fight back on the spot in a panic.

"Grenade! With a grenade! I shouted as I pulled the trigger.

Quinn, who was beside me, was the first to throw a grenade at the men, followed by the oil bottle on the stairs. Grenades fell one after another, around these people and in the ranks. For a time, the opponent suffered heavy casualties, and the attackers became slaughtered.

"Advance!" When I saw that the guerrillas were powerless, I immediately shouted and got up to attack and advance.

The other party was no longer able to resist, and the people who were still alive quickly fled through the holes. But no matter how fast a man runs, he can't outrun a bullet, and some of the retreating people are still hit by bullets and fall on the way back.