The flares showed the exact location of Jack and Long Yun, and two Bobcat helicopters pounced on them, fired two Hoult anti-tank missiles, blowing several armed pickup trucks to pieces, and then turned the nose of the aircraft and plowed the rebel team approaching the Honey Badger 20 with 20mm machine guns.

This is the helicopter gunship's specialty, under the intensive bombardment of machine guns, almost no rebel soldiers can escape the fate of death, the large-caliber machine guns are so powerful that they directly tear the armed pickup into two parts.

Explosions rang out one after another, hundreds of rebels collapsed, Mengus could not control the troops at all, and all his men scattered and fled.

One of the armed pickup trucks fled westward, and one of the leading cars suddenly roared, and the hood was dented by something falling from the sky, and the water tank burst and white steam came out.

In the white steam, a man half-crouched on the hood, his hands pressed on the engine, raised his head to look at the two rebels in the car, his eyes flooded with endless killing intent.

Only then did the rebel driver see clearly that it was actually a living person who smashed on the hood, and he almost dropped his eyeballs on the ground in shock.

It's a big living guy! There is no shortage of tall guys in Africa, but that's nothing compared to the white blonde man on the hood.

The scariest thing is, where did this guy come from? There weren't any tall buildings or buildings around, and it was still a few hundred meters from the woods, so he couldn't get here by the vines like Tarzan of the Apes.

After a moment of confusion, a terrifying conclusion flashed through the mind of the rebel driver - this horrible creature jumped from a helicopter hovering in the sky!

"You ......" the rebel driver felt his heart skip out, and he struggled to spit out a word in his throat.

Bang –

The sailors were not interested in hearing a word more, and a flame flashed from the muzzle of the AA-12 ******, 12 of the 15 18 in the 18-gauge shotgun. The 5mm projectile easily shattered the driver's entire skull, and his head exploded like a watermelon that had been crushed by a kick.

Penetrating the driver's head at close range, the projectiles that had not yet disappeared spread out to form an irregular barrage, sending the machine gunner standing in the carriage stunned into the air, and an upside-down onion fell to the ground and went up to the west sky together.

The armed pickups that followed behind were unable to dodge, and one of them crashed directly into the pickup truck in front, and the sailor picked up the AA-12 and shot at the three people in the car.

The AA-12 uses shotguns, and the advantage is that there is almost no need to aim, and as long as you fire a shot in a general direction at close range, it can basically cover an area of 2X2 meters, which can be called a model of close-range violent weapons.

In the aftermath of the Vietnam War, American firearms designer Maxwell Acheson decided that in jungle environments such as those common in Southeast Asia, infiltrators on patrol patrols were in dire need of a short-range self-defense weapon that would have much greater firepower and stopping power than ordinary rifles, and that it should aim quickly.

For this reason and background, the AA-12 was finally preliminarily designed in 1972. Ideal for melee environments like city streets or jungles, it provides powerful close-range firepower in ambushes, room clearances, and other similar combat situations.

For more than a decade, Acheson continued to promote his AA-12, but no one appreciated it. By the end of 1987, Maxwell Acheson was on the verge of bankruptcy. In order to make a living, he had to sell the patent rights to the AA-12 and all the drawings to Jerry Barber of Tennessee Gendarmerie Systems (MPS).

After MPS obtained the drawings, it found that there were major flaws in the design drawings of the gun, and it was almost torn down and rebuilt, so it was stored in the company's computer and not actually used, waiting for future corrections.

However, this design was accidentally discovered by Hayabusa, a computer hacker of the "Sky Canopy" company, and then hacked into the company's system and stole the design drawings, and handed it over to Sean, a genius weapon designer nicknamed "Expert" in the equipment department. Connor was modified.

The modified AA-12 can use a special 12-gauge shotgun and a FRAG-12 high-explosive shell family, and the single drum can be converted into a double single strand, with a capacity of 64 rounds and an increased rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute, which is definitely no less powerful than a small steel cannon.

Boom –

After the dull sound of gunfire, the three rebel soldiers in the car suddenly became bloody and flesh blurred, and became three corpses.

The other rebels in the convoy frantically covered the sailors, and many of them, in extreme panic, pulled the trigger and did not let go until they missed a magazine of bullets, and then remembered to change ammunition.

The rain of bullets rained down on his face, but the sailor didn't have the slightest hint to dodge, and he made a strange gesture - crouching on the hood, his hands crossed to protect his eyes, and his skin was covered with a silvery metallic sheen.

The bullets fired from the AK and R4 rifles hit him in a strange clanging sound, as if hitting a metal object.

A minute later, everyone's magazines were empty, the gunfire stopped, and there was a click of reloading everywhere.

The sailor slowly stood up from the hood, twisted his neck, stretched his muscles again, made a slight crackling sound, countless bullet holes in his tactical vest and pants, he shook his body like a tiger that had just been put on the water after taking a bath, and the bullets stuck to his body all fell on the iron sheet of the hood.

Talent - Steel Skin.

This is one of the talents of the ancient Moriyas, and the warrior who holds this talent can instantly strengthen his flesh to the level of alloy steel, resisting the fire of bullets.

The rebels who were changing the magazine didn't expect this guy to stand up at all, and when they saw the huge figure of the sailor slowly standing up in front of them, everyone looked at this monster in shock, and the hand that changed the magazine was trembling subconsciously, and he couldn't insert the gun for a long time.

"The Devil...... Devil...... This is the devil from hell! I don't know which guy in the team finally couldn't stand this terrifying depression in his heart, and finally screamed like crazy, dropped his gun and ran away.

Since the gun has no effect, leaving it on the body is a burning stick, and it will slow down the speed of escape, so throwing it is a good choice.

The sailor had no intention of killing them all, and grinned at the rebels to escape, knowing full well that surrounded by several SAS helicopter gunships and four elite detachments, the chances of these guys getting out were equal to zero.

He lit a cigar, jumped off the pickup, and strode towards Honey Badger 20.

Keeping Long Yun is his only goal.

Under the bombardment of the helicopter gunship, Long Yun and Jack were inevitably injured by mistake, and they had already climbed back into the car, only stretching out half of their bodies to observe the situation outside.

At this point, the rest of the people are saved as long as they are not dead.

However, Long Yun soon saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

The big guy, the big blond guy he had seen in the camp, Long Yun remembered his nickname as Sailor. These people were the bosses behind Kebby, and Long Yun thought of his dead teammates, and he was immediately furious.

He grabbed his AK47, got out of the carriage, and walked towards the big sailor.

After walking a few steps, one reached over and grabbed his ankle, Long Yun looked down and saw that it was a rebel soldier who was seriously injured to the end, he didn't think about it, raised his hand and gave him a point shot, sending him to hell.

Long Yun's current condition is that of a rampaging lion. The death of his teammate made it difficult for him to calm down, and he was somewhat surprised that the big man dared to come back to him. But in any case, he must know the ins and outs of this from the big guy.

Who are they? What are you doing here? Why did Kebby disappear all of a sudden?

"Hey! Phantom! The big man seemed to be very friendly, without a trace of hostility, and even opened his hands, as if he wanted to give Long Yun a hug: "I am relieved to see that you are still alive!" ”

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An AK47 was pressed against the sailor's forehead, and the cold voice came out of the mouth of a revenant in hell: "Why is Kebby gone?" Who the hell are you!? Why set up a trap for us!? ”