This terrain is a relative gourd mouth, with armed groups in the north, Hu Hailang and six people in the south, and a mountain road in the middle.

To the south, there are dense forests on the left and right, and there is such a small area in the open area, showing the appearance of a gourd mouth, but this is not a complete gourd mouth, because the left and right sides are not cliffs and mountains, and they cannot be sealed.

That is to say, the improvised position set up by Hu Hailang can only temporarily block the front, and has no effect on the left and right sides, and what he encountered was not an attack from one side, but a three-sided attack.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Raining warheads rained down, sending the bark of the cover that could not have been simpler to fly.

After all, it's just a branch, even if so many stacks can effectively block the warhead, but as the branches are broken one by one, the bunker is slowly losing its role.

But there is a good thing, that is, you can counterattack through the gaps between the branches and bunkers that have been piled up, and you will not be unable to raise your head due to the suppression of strong firepower, and you will not be able to form an effective shot.

"Dada...... Da Da ...... Da Da ......"

Hu Hailang, who was lying on the ground, kept hitting short shots one after another, and fought back hard under the disadvantage of absolute suppression.

"Puff puff! ……”

One warhead after another hit the militants, bursting out of bloody flowers, almost not missing, and four or five were brought down in an instant.

"You guys speed up and recover!" During the counterattack, Hu Hailang roared behind him.

In fact, there was no need for him to roar at all, the other five people were trying to recover their bodies, as long as they were given ten or twenty minutes to stand up, they could pick up their guns, and they could barely fight.

And as long as they can barely fight, they can re-form a tactical coordination and fight these armed groups fiercely.

Time, the time it takes to recover.

"Roar! ——”

The pirate roared, and slammed his fist into his chest.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of black and red blood spurted out of his mouth, and he was already sitting on a tree, but collapsed to the ground again with the action of smashing his chest.

He knew very well what his injuries were, and he knew where they were, and if he wanted to get up and fight again, he had to vomit out the blood in his chest.

When the blood is spit out, the body will become lighter, and you will be able to fight, and you will be able to run and rush.

Although the consequences will get worse, no matter how bad it is, it is much worse than dying here.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

“……”

Several people use the same method to alleviate the internal injuries of the body, which is a last resort, and there is no choice.

"Boom!"

A rocket flew and hit the improvised bunker arranged by Hu Hailang, raising a ball of flames, and then fragments flew sideways.

When attacked, Hu Hailang curled up with his head in his arms to avoid the fragments generated by the explosion of the rocket.

"Boom la la ......"

The improvised bunker was ravaged, thinned in an instant, and the flying branches fluttered like javelins in all directions.

The militants, under the cover of strong fire, immediately rushed here.

"Dog offal! Bah! ”

Hu Hailang spit out the dirt in his mouth, reached out and grabbed a single bazooka, half-squatted on the ground, and launched it straight ahead.

"Whoosh!"

The rocket dragged out, showed a straight motion over a short distance, and crashed into the body of one of the militants.

"Boom!"

The moment it hit, there was an explosion, and the militant's body could even be seen disintegrating, and then surrounded by flames.

"Whew! ——”

The flames from the explosion rushed into the sky, and at the same time, they frantically devoured in all directions, showing a radius of at least twenty meters.

Before a dozen militants could react, they were enveloped in the flames unleashed by the explosion.

"Ahh ……”

"Help! Help me! ”

"Hurry up and help me put out the fire...... Yes!!! ——”

“……”

The militants were enveloped in flames as fireballs, screaming miserably, waving their arms wildly, then lying on the ground, rolling and wriggling, and finally lying there silently, letting the flames burn their body fat, and finally shrinking into small pieces.

This is no ordinary rocket, the ammunition is filled with solid gasoline and is designed to cause chaos and destruction on a large scale.

This batch of airdropped weapons was equipped according to Hu Hailang's requirements, and the weapons were not provided by country D, but were only responsible for the delivery.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Gunfire rang out from the left and right, and the militants entered the mountains and forests on both sides and fired at him.

"Sonorous sonorous ......"

Dense warheads flew from both sides, forcing Hu Hailang to quickly crawl to the ground and roll over to evade.

"Puff puff ......"

The bullets circled around him, making craters, and the splattered dirt almost showed a wall.

The militants on the front rushed again.

More than a dozen on the left, a dozen on the right, and more than 20 on the front, suppressed Hu Hailang with strong firepower, making him lose the ability to resist.

This is the advantage of having more people and more guns, even if the most elite special forces encounter an armed organization ten or even dozens of times their own, they are afraid that they will be wiped out, not to mention that Hu Hailang is only fighting alone.

He is a human being, not a god, all he can do is to try his best and seize every opportunity he can take advantage of to fight for his life.

It was not his life alone, but the lives of six.

Rolling and rolling and rolling, the militants on the left and right sides are about to emerge from the mountains and forests, and when they come out, they will form an encirclement of Hu Hailang.

Dozens of guns fired at him from three sides, and they would instantly turn him into a sieve.

"Drink! ——”

A loud cry came out of his mouth, and he grabbed the pile of weapons and equipment piled up in his right hand and took out two grenades from it.

"Da Da Da ......"

Rolling, rolling, continuing to roll to avoid the warhead, causing a thrilling impact on people's vision, and even forcing to see the bullet hit his body, flying blood.

"Whoosh!"

During the roll, Hu Hailang threw a grenade into the mountain forest on the right, and then found an opportunity to throw another grenade into the mountain forest on the left.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two explosions, not too loud, sent a puff of white milky liquid into the air, and then fell on the militants who were about to rush out like a connected rain under the impact of the explosion.

"Whew! Call! Call! ……”

The milky white liquid fell on the body, on the trees, and on the ground, and immediately burst into flames.

As the fire rises, a pungent smell of garlic fills the air.

"Not good, white phosphorus bomb!"

"It's a white phosphorus bomb!"

“……”

The militants made frightened noises and desperately threw themselves into the flames, but the white phosphorus instantly burned up to 1,000 degrees into their bodies and drilled into them with all their might.

The militants on the left and right let out terrible screams and kept beating the flames on their bodies, but they could not extinguish them, and they became a mess.

At the same time, the spontaneous combustion of white phosphorus caused a large fire, and one tree after another, forming a sea of fire in a short time, blocking the tactics of the armed groups to attack on three fronts.

Hu Hailang's pressure suddenly became lighter, and he kept shooting at the front with an assault rifle, killing one after another militants who were about to rush to the front.

This is his tactic, let the militants enter the left and right flanks, and then use white phosphorus incendiary bombs to annihilate and ignite the forest fires at the same time, so that the opponent can only choose to attack frontally.

Stalling for time, trying all your strength to delay time until your comrades recover, and then retreat together.

If he doesn't abandon and never gives up, he won't give up on anyone until he reaches a death-bound situation.

……