With Long Yun's order, the smoke bombs in everyone's hands came out of their hands. Long Yun had to admit that the soldiers of the Delta Force were indeed elite fighters in a thousand, and there was almost no error, and the smoke grenades landed accurately in every predetermined position.

After more than two seconds, smoke came out of the tank, and because the smoke bombs thrown out were not of one color, red, blue, and white, they fell on the wasteland in front of the village entrance to form a colorful and thick wall of "smoke".

"Damn, I really don't want to do this, but I can't help it." Long Yun gritted his teeth, "I hate tanks!" He suddenly turned back and smiled at Gegeya: "If I really hang up, you can forget your wish, right?" ”

Gege had a cold face, still with an iceberg expression.

Long Yun put the incendiary/bottle into his satchel, shook it, felt strong, and then jumped out from behind the earthen wall with a gritted tooth, and pounced like an arrow at the tank a hundred meters away.

At the moment when he jumped out of the wall, Gege's voice came from behind him: "I'm back alive!" ”

Long Yun spread his feet and began to run on the open ground with all his strength. The Taliban on both sides seemed to feel that something was wrong, and they didn't know what was in the thick smoke ahead, but no matter what was inside, according to the rules of the battlefield, it was indispensable to sweep a few shots into the smoke.

Long Yun heard the sound of a swishing bullet grazing through the air in his ears, this sound was like a death music, and you could even feel the high-speed and scorching bullet gliding past you, and if you deviated a little, it might shoot into your body.

The fear brought by this repression will make people feel a kind of urine in the midst of high tension, Long Yun bent over, like a leopard through the smoke, except for the sound of bullets breaking through the air, that is, the sound of heartbeat, and the sound of heavy breathing, other than that, the other sounds in the world seemed to stop, surprisingly quiet.

"There's someone in the smoke!" A Taliban soldier next to an M939 truck saw a fleeting figure in the smoke and picked up an AK47 to shoot aimlessly into the colorful smoke.

The T-54 was in trouble, and when towing the huge box, it actually got stuck in the railing of the M939, and dragging the nearly two-ton box was a piece of cake for a horsepower monster, but it was not an easy task to drag the M939 truck with a gross weight of nearly ten tons.

Maybe the Taliban were also in a hurry to drag the boxes back to their positions, or maybe they didn't know if the American squad in front of them still had anti-tank weapons, the T-54 was like a crazy cow, desperately spewing black smoke in place, dragging the M939 truck a few meters away.

Someone warned that the other Taliban soldiers were a little panicked, they didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to dare to charge through an open field at a distance of 100 meters, and they were more than a tank to charge.

What does he want to do?

This is the first thought that comes to the minds of all Taliban soldiers.

Long Yun approached the last section of the smoke wall, seventy meters. RUNNING FURTHER THERE WILL BE NO SMOKE TO COVER IT, AND YOU WILL BE COMPLETELY EXPOSED TO THE FIRE OF THE TALIBAN ON THE LEFT AND RIGHT AND DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF YOU, AND THERE IS A 12.7MM ANTI-AIRCRAFT MACHINE GUN ON THE TOP OF THE TURRET OF THE T-54, WHICH CAN FIRE FLAT, SUCH A POWERFUL FIREPOWER CAN EASILY TEAR ITSELF TO PIECES.

There is no pause, there will be no look back at the start of construction, Long Yun is already in ruins.

He let go of the two smoke bombs that he had already come to open the safety in his left and right hands, and threw them straight ahead.

All of them –

There were two soft sounds, and a thick smoke spread again at a distance of eighty and ninety meters, and then thick smoke rose into the sky.

"I can't see the enemy!"

"Where is he!?"

In addition to screaming, the Taliban soldiers next to the M939 truck have completely lost their target, and shooting blindly can only waste ammunition, and several people have emptied their magazines and are scrambling to replace new ammunition.

A black shadow burst out in the thick smoke, almost without any stagnation, like a tiger descending from the mountain, an extremely standard shooting posture in close shooting sports, the G36 in his hand has been replaced with Long Yun's favorite large-capacity drum, which has a hundred rounds of 5.56 small-caliber NATO shells.

A typical special forces veteran shoots in short bursts, without strafing, and is as calm as a blade that has been frozen in the ice for several days!

Da Da Da –

First, two Taliban soldiers standing on the right side of the M939 truck spurted blood on their chests, and they collapsed to the ground.

These Taliban soldiers are veterans of many battles, and although they were taken aback by Long Yun's lifeless assault, they still quickly came back to their senses.

More than a dozen AK bullets hit the right side of the car that Long Yun was oozing, and sparks flew everywhere.

Long Yun bent on his waist, hiding under the tire on the right side, without thinking about it, he directly ripped off a grenade and pulled off the safety ring, and then let go of his hand.

Ding——

The spring bounces up and jumps in the air.

He didn't throw the grenade out right away, but silently recited it in his heart - 1...... 2……

The second second passed, and Long Yun threw the grenade under the right side of the car and fell at the feet of the group of Taliban soldiers.

"Grenade ......"

Someone started screaming.

Without any time to dodge, Long Yun threw an offensive grenade, the fuse was delayed by 3.5 seconds, Long Yun held it in his hand for two seconds, and when he threw it, there was only 1.5 seconds left to trigger.

There is no chance of escape, and there will be no chance to calmly pick up and throw back the grenade that was thrown in the movie.

Boom –

The dirt and dust from the offensive grenade mixed with the severed hands and feet fell on Long Yun's head, and a Taliban soldier's forearm that had been severed from his elbow fell beside him, and black smoke still emitted from his charred arm.

At this time, the Taliban soldiers on both sides seemed to have spotted Long Yun's traces, and bullets rained down on the tires of the car where Long Yun was hiding.

“FUCK！ He did it! He actually succeeded! Fire cover! Jon, who had already pinched a handful of sweat, shouted excitedly, and the MA41 automatic rifle in his hand spit out fierce fire at the same time, and all the American troops behind the broken house opened fire, pouring out bullets without hesitation, suppressing the Taliban fire points on both sides.

"He's a madman!" Sniper Anderson shouted from the rooftop, "I like this guy!" If he came to Delta, I would choose to go to his side! ”

Since it was five o'clock in the morning, and the morning was relatively late in winter, the earth was still shrouded in darkness. The Taliban soldiers suffered the loss of no night vision equipment, and the shooting accuracy was greatly reduced, coupled with the fire suppression of the US special forces soldiers with night vision equipment, as well as the sniper Anderson hiding in the house, almost no bullets, and for a while, Long Yun was actually safe and sound!

Taking advantage of the suppression of the fire of the Taliban soldiers on the hillsides on both sides, Long Yun jumped out from under the tires and rushed out of the hiding place.

As far as the eye could see, there was already a blood-stained land, and the grenade just now blew up the pile of Taliban soldiers huddled together and completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Offensive grenades are very different from defensive grenades, it does not rely on fragmentation at all, but will produce greater shock waves and explosive power, in terms of killing radius, it is smaller than defensive grenades, but as long as it is thrown in a densely populated place, the effect is definitely better than offensive grenades.

Many Taliban soldiers have been shaken by the shock wave even if they are not seriously injured, and the G36 in Long Yun's hand has almost no pause, one by one, each shot is hit at the vital point, and there is no chance of survival.

Tutu Tu –

The sound of a 12.7 mm machine gun rang out, and the word "" in capital letters floated through Long Yun's mind, and he pounced sideways to the bottom.