The best time to attack was after the artillery was covered, and the repulsed Taliban soldiers, seeing the entire village in ruins with rocket artillery, suddenly became emboldened again, and launched a charge on a donkey with their legs spread like chickens.

Long Yun came out of the cellar, and a barrage of bullets hit the mound of soil beside him, he quickly fell sideways, and then raised his gun, aimed, and fired in one go, and a Taliban soldier who rushed to the front of the house was punched with a bloody hole in his chest and fell down with his head up.

The situation was quite critical, and the whole scene was completely chaotic.

The Taliban soldiers had already stormed the village, searching for traces of Long Yun's squad around the rubble, and Long Yun and his companions had just rushed out and immediately tangled themselves with the Taliban soldiers.

You have me, I have you.

Melee combat tends to be violent, and pistols and tactical knives tend to be most useful when someone is about to shoot or charge at you before you even run out of bullets in your own gun.

There was a strong and pungent smell of blood on the mountain of corpses in front of them, and the individual quality of the soldiers of the 10th Mountain Division was not as good as that of Delta and Long Yun, Gege and others, and they were the first to fall, and then the two pilots of the 160 Special Aviation Regiment also ran out of bullets in the MP5K submachine gun and quickly emptied, and were shot into a hornet's nest by the swarming Taliban soldiers.

Long Yun rushed forward, ripped a Taliban soldier who was pressed against the 10th Mountain Division soldier and was about to draw a knife and cut the opponent's neck, and shot him in the head with a USP9.

The brain splattered, and the guy went to see Allah without having time to snort a second time.

Long Yun glanced at the American soldier of the 10th Mountain Division lying on the ground, his body armor had been shot through by AK47 at close range, and there were several bullet holes in his abdomen, and blood was constantly gushing out, crying and rolling around.

Long Yun knew that he couldn't help him, and he didn't have time to help him, the bullet might have broken his liver, and now unless the PJ paratrooper rescue team could land now and send him to a helicopter for first aid, and then send him to a field hospital in good conditions, there would be no chance of survival.

Long Yun's drum had two hundred rounds of ammunition in it, and it had been emptied in less than ten minutes, and he finally occupied a piece of ruins and established a defensive line.

Everyone occupies a vantage point, hiding behind a pile of adobe bricks in the ruins and shooting at the swarming enemies, American soldiers keep falling, Jon cheats and hangs the lottery, Leonard is hit by an AK47 bullet in his helmet, people are knocked to the ground and almost faint, Anderson's M200 has been abandoned and is now used to fight with his own spare weapons.

"We can't stand it, retreat, retreat!" Jon roared hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot red.

"There's nowhere to leave, Captain!" Second Lieutenant Rhodes said sadly: "There are Taliban people in front and on the left and right, and there is a cliff behind us, even if we can climb up, we will generally be shot down like a target!" ”

"Then hold on, ******, damn air support! Why hasn't it arrived yet?? Jon was almost in despair, as the commander of the Delta Special Forces "Lightning" team, although he had undergone extremely harsh training, he still felt a sense of sadness in the face of death.

Death in battle, this is the ultimate fate of special forces soldiers!

Suddenly, the surroundings of the house became unusually cold, and Gege's "frost" talent withstood the "restraint" runes of the mysterious Atlantis who was hiding somewhere, and began to spread dramatically.

A dozen Taliban soldiers rushed to the strongest side and suddenly found themselves glued to the ground alive.

When I looked down, I saw a thick layer of ice on the ground, and my feet were sticking to it, and it became as hard as ice!

"Devil! There's the devil here! Allah Allah willing! ”

Screams rang out, someone was instantly frozen into popsicles, and the American soldiers in the ruins looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, not understanding what was going on.

Science, an unexplained phenomenon!

Sergeant Cambridge, the precision shooter, suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears came out, "God is bless us!" This devout Christian pulled out the cross of Jesus from his clothes and kissed it incessantly.

Jon didn't see it that way, for he noticed that Gege was sitting in the corner, not firing, not even glancing at the Taliban soldiers who were using the tide, her eyes closed slightly, and then slowly opened, and there was a blue flame dancing in her eyes.

At this moment, he finally confirmed the guess he had been guessing in his heart, these two DOD intelligence analysts are definitely not ordinary people.

Psychic?

This thought flashed through him, and he quickly calmed down again, and this was not the time to find out where others came from.

"What are you doing in a daze!? Shoot! Gege's face was ugly, trembling, as if he was fighting something.

"Free fire!" Jon gave the order to attack.

Almost all of the guns erupted tongues of fire at the same time, and they were shot and fell by Taliban soldiers who were stuck to the ground and were not yet dead.

"Long Yun! Help me! Dense sweat oozed from Gege's forehead, and it seemed that it was very difficult to say a word, "Help me kill that Atlantean!" ”

"How?" Long Yun hurriedly said, "I don't know where this guy is!" ”

Gege gasped and said to Long Yun, "I can't hold it anymore!" Restraint is a very nasty runic spell, and we must kill that guy or we won't be able to stop the charge of more than two hundred people. He may have been hiding somewhere on the hillside just now, but now in order to compete with my talent, he must get as close to the village as possible, and the release of the restraint must be in an open place with a high position, the smaller the block in front of him, the better the effect, the greater the coverage, I believe this guy must be somewhere on the top of the hillside on both sides, you look for it! ”

Long Yun didn't say a word, looked down and saw Anderson's M200 sniper rifle thrown on the ground, copied it with one hand, looked around, and found that there was a two-story earthen house five meters away on the left, although half of the roof was collapsed, but half of the roof was intact, and it was an ideal sniper point.

"Cover me!" After throwing a word at Jon, Long Yun jumped out of the ruins where the team was located like a monkey.

Dodging the flying bullets, Long Yun climbed to the top of the small building, crouched behind an earthen wall, picked up the observation scope and began to search for the mysterious Atlantis man on the hillsides in front of the village.

Soon, on the top of the uphill slope on the right, the people next to a Humvee caught Long Yun's attention. Dressed in the same digital camouflage uniform as the Servant, this guy stands next to the car with his arms outstretched, doing the same thing as Ruth in "Tankenic".

"I can't find your grandson yet!" Long Yun grabbed a handful of loess on the ground, pinched it in his hand and sprinkled it gently.

Right-hand wind, wind speed is around 5 meters per second.

In the observation mirror, the laser ranging degree told Long Yun that the distance was 542 meters. For a high-precision sniper rifle like the M200, as long as you hit it right, it's no problem to take out this guy.

Long Yun slowly adjusted the knob on the scope, twisted the scale to 5, and corrected the left and right deviations.

"Long Yun! Did you find him? Gege's voice came over the radio, looking anxious and tired.

"Found it."

"Kill him quickly, my domain is so suppressed that I can't stand it anymore!" Gege said.

Long Yun glanced downstairs, and sure enough, Gege's "frost" field was compressed to a range of only six or seven meters, and the surrounding Taliban soldiers learned smartly, although they didn't dare to rush forward, but they surrounded the ruins where the squad was, and kept shooting and throwing grenades inside. If it weren't for the well-trained soldiers in Delta, many of whom were able to throw grenades back before they exploded, they would probably be dead bodies by now.

It's like an African savannah, with a herd of hyenas surrounding a lion, waiting for the other to run out, and then frantically rushing up and tearing their target to shreds.