"Xiao Fan, magazine!"

Luo Hao handed the AK74U short assault rifle in his right hand that had been emptied of bullets to Qi Fan, Qi Fan quickly removed the empty magazine in Luo Hao's hand, and took out a spare magazine from his tactical vest to load it for him.

After completing the replacement of the bullet of the weapon in his right hand, Luo Hao sent the AK74U, which had only one bullet left in his left hand, to Qi Fan, and asked him to help complete the replacement of the magazine. Because Luo Hao's left-handed weapon was not completely empty before changing the magazine, after completing the magazine replacement, the step of pulling the bolt to load was omitted, and he could shoot directly.

A "thunderstorm" sniper who was ambushed in the shadows noticed the sharp combat combination of Luo Hao and Qi Fan in the camp, and immediately locked the sniper scope on Luo Hao, who was in the lead.

And when the sniper put the sniper scope on Luo Hao's body, Luo Hao suddenly felt a tingling scalp, touched Qi Fan's back with his elbow, and yelled at him: "Sniper! ”

The two of them jumped away in two different directions with a tacit understanding. Burst! A 7.62 mm caliber rifle cartridge landed where Luo Hao and Qi Fan were standing before.

Although the M110 sniper rifle in the sniper's hand was equipped with a silencer, Luo Hao still roughly calculated the trajectory of the bullet through the bullet landing point, so as to deduce the possible ambush location of the sniper.

"Xiaofan, your eleven o'clock direction, fire suppression!"

Qi Fan, who received Luo Hao's fire suppression order, did not doubt him, raised the AK automatic rifle in his hand, and suppressed the fire on the woods at eleven o'clock through two consecutive short bursts.

The "Thunderstorm" sniper who was ambushed in the woods was instantly suppressed in the woods by Qi Fan with two rhythmic bursts of point shots, and there was no way to advance or retreat. The sniper could only bury his head to avoid the fate of being shot in the head by a stray bullet, waiting for the moment when the automatic rifle bullet in Qi Fan's hand was empty.

Click!

After several rounds of point firing, the AK automatic rifle in Qi Fan's hand, which originally had only half of the bullet left in the magazine, made a firing pin sound of hitting the air, and the bullet was empty!

The depressed sniper, who was suppressed by Qi Fan with a short point shot, noticed that as soon as the gunfire stopped, he immediately came to his senses, grabbed the M110 sniper rifle in his hand, and prepared to spit out the depression that he had held in his heart before.

But as soon as he raised the gun, before he could shoot, his right eye attached to the sniper eyescope suddenly widened, because in the sniper scope, he saw a person, the Luo Hao who he had aimed at with the sniper scope before but escaped, suddenly appeared! And he's holding two guns and sneering at himself!

“****！” Where can that "Thunderstorm" sniper care about sniping Qi Fan at the moment, he just wants to escape now, escape from the range of the two automatic rifles in Luo Hao's hands.

But how did Luo Hao let him get his wish? The fingers that had already pressed down the trigger of the two-handed automatic rifle were slammed down, and under the frightened gaze of the sniper, the two AK74U spat out angry tongues of fire, and a bullet directly pierced the night vision sniper scope on the M110 sniper rifle, pierced into the sniper's right eye, and burst out of a cloud of blood mist behind his head!

"Idiot!" Luo Hao pursed his lips and put down the AK automatic rifle in his hand.

"Brother, it's not that he's too idiotic, it's that you're too cunning!" After replacing the magazine, Qi Fan stood up straight from the ground, gave Luo Hao a thumbs up, and said, "He would never have thought that you would hide behind my back and wait for my bullets to run out." ”

When Luo Hao roughly calculated the position of the sniper, he had already formulated a counter-sniper battle plan in his heart. He let Qi Fan's firepower suppression just a false move, and when Qi Fan suppressed the sniper through point shooting and couldn't raise his head, Luo Hao took the opportunity to hide himself behind Qi Fan's body, and while covering Qi Fan's back, he was waiting for the opportunity to attack.

After Luo Hao formulated this anti-sniper plan, he didn't discuss it with Qi Fan at all, but the moment he hid behind Qi Fan, Qi Fan already understood what Luo Hao wanted to do, so he kept the firepower suppression of the weapon in his hand to cooperate with Luo Hao.

Luo Hao first glanced at the wooden house that was less than fifty meters away from them and was used to hold the assessment students, and then at the defense line that Chen Yingtian and the others were struggling to hold, and said to Qi Fan: "Hurry up, they can't hold on for long, don't entangle with each other, and go through the past as quickly as possible!" ”

Qi Fan nodded solemnly, and the two of them once again approached in the direction of the prison cell in a tacit two-person battle formation.

Under the suppression of the continuous fire of two people, the "Thunderstorm" team members who attacked the "prisoner of war camp" from the left and right flanks were successfully suppressed by the speed of the assault. When he was less than twenty meters away from the prison cell, the AK automatic rifle in Qi Fan's hand suddenly made a strange noise!

"The bullet is jamming!" Qi Fan leaned his back against Luo Hao and shouted loudly. After removing the magazine of the AK automatic rifle in his hand, he quickly pulled the bolt and tried to get the bullet case stuck in the chamber due to the excessive amount of gunpowder, and the bullet case could not be ejected through the shell window normally.

While Qi Fan was busy dealing with the malfunction of the weapon in his hand, a member of the "Thunderstorm" team who had just been suppressed by him behind the cover with a short burst shot immediately stood up from behind the cover, and the muzzle of the SCAR assault rifle in his hand was aimed at Qi Fan.

Luo Hao, who was busy suppressing the attack team in front of him, had no time to distract Qi Fan to solve the "thunderstorm" team member in front of him at this time, so he could only yell at Qi Fan and remind him: "Xiao Fan, I have a gun in my back!" ”

Hearing this, Qi Fan directly threw aside the malfunctioning AK automatic rifle in his hand, reached behind his back, and pulled out the Luo Hao insert. The Bison-2 submachine gun on his waist, held in his hand, fired wildly at the "Thunderstorm" team member who was determined to win.

Under the high rate of fire of the Bison-2 submachine gun, which was up to 690 rounds per minute, the body of the "Thunderstorm" team member holding the SCAR assault rifle in his hand trembled wildly, and blood splattered outward through the bullet holes distributed on his body.

"Ahem!" The "thunderstorm" player made a muffled sound in his throat, and with a strong unwillingness in his eyes, he fell to the ground, and the mud that he pressed under his body was red!

Luo Hao handed the AK74U short assault rifle in his left hand to Qi Fan, and commanded him: "Xiao Fan, cover me!" ”

After sweeping a string of bullets in front of him, Luo Hao ran towards the wooden house where Zhou Bai and the others were being held, because he saw that a "Thunderstorm" team member armed with a combat shotgun had approached the wooden house.

Although Zhou Bai and the others, who were locked up in the wooden house, did not know what was going on outside, they knew from the electric lights that suddenly went out just now, and the fierce gunfire and wailing that this "prisoner of war camp" must have encountered something extremely troublesome!