Soon, the Templars in the outpost were all killed by Qi Lin and them, and after uprooting these two outposts, Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu reunited, and then quickly erased the fifth mutual aid outpost from the map.

At this time, forty-five minutes had passed since the first outpost was pulled out.

Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu were in good condition, but the few members of the team with weak physical attributes were already out of breath - as for the casualty rate, there were only a few minor injuries at first, and later, due to the large consumption of physical strength, there was finally a seriously injured person in the team.

This is a member of the team responsible for raising the shield in the front row, and while breaking into a house, he is hit in the back of the head with the butt of a Templar hiding behind the door, and then fired twice in the back with a short-barreled shotgun - fortunately, the team member has several passive skills that increase survivability, so he does not die instantly.

However, it would be difficult to remove the iron sand that had been ejaculated into his body for a while, and the current conditions would not allow the injured person to operate, so he could only watch him roll on the ground in great pain.

"What to do? Do you want to send two people to the back of the army? Time is running out, and we can't take him with us. Qi Lin glanced at the injured man, and then at Cheng Yanqiu, who was standing on the side.

"No, you don't." Cheng Yanqiu shook his head, walked to the side of the injured man, and whispered a few words to the injured man, and the injured man nodded resolutely, then closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Only then did Cheng Yanqiu pull out the pistol on his body, press it against the temple of the wounded, and pull the trigger.

"Phew!"

Bullets pierced through the temples and out of the other side of the head, spurting a large pool of blood on the ground.

"The iron sand has already broken his stomach, liver, kidneys and part of his intestines, even if he is sent back, he will be a wasted person, it is better to resurrect and start over."

Cheng Yanqiu said, put away the pistol, and looked at the brain on his wrist: "There are still eleven minutes to an hour, and there are still four kilometers left at the next outpost, and the time is very rushed." ”

"Then we can only hope that the resurrection point of the guy we killed at the first outpost is farther away." Qi Lin said.

In this case, we can only hope for luck, as long as none of the fourteen mutual aid players are directly resurrected in the Steel City, then this operation still has a chance.

"Let's go, the last outpost."

"Hmm."

Everyone quickly packed up their equipment, and before they even had time to clean up the messy battlefield, they trotted all the way to the next target, which was also the last of the six outposts.

As long as these six outposts can be uprooted, the convoy of the private army of the consortium alliance can drive all the way to the bottom of the walls of the steel city - as long as the private soldiers start to attack the city, the long-range strike weapons on the supercarrier will be useless, unless the top management of the mutual aid association is willing to let the entire military port area be buried with 2,000 invaders.

The last outpost is very close to the Iron City, only about two or three kilometers away, and people with better eyesight can even see the situation in the outpost directly on the walls of the Iron City.

Therefore, this last outpost cannot be stormed.

The last post is a sentry post, but it is actually just a sentry post, only a small sentry box and a hand-controlled gate that crosses the highway in the old era.

"There are four people in total, there is a Type 95 light machine gun in the sentry box, and there are three power armors outside, all of which are modified P64 type engineering armor, and the firepower is not very strong." Cheng Yanqiu said with a telescope.

Qi Lin didn't use a telescope, but he saw far more than Cheng Yanqiu.

"There is also a secret sentry, lying on a small dirt bag twenty meters behind the sentry box."

The dark whistle was wearing an earthy yellow camouflage cloak, almost blending in with the ground, but under Qi Lin's thermal vision, the heat was much higher than the bright red color block around it.

"Oh? And one more? Following Qi Lin's instructions, Cheng Yanqiu aimed the telescope at the small earthen bag, and after looking at it for more than ten seconds, he nodded and said, "There is indeed a dark whistle." ”

"Just five people? Shall we just let the snipers just knock them out? Then let the big army come and attack the city—" said the big man lying on the side.

However, Cheng Yanqiu gave him a blank look and rejected the big man's proposal: "We only have two snipers, whether it is the Mist-Eyed Mosin Nagant or the Night Stalker's M200, both of which are bolt-action rifles, and the rate of fire cannot kill five enemies in a short period of time." ”

And once they fail to kill all five of these people before the other party can react, as long as the rest of them make a little big move, the nearby steel city will immediately react, and at that time, not only will the sentinel operation fail, but Qi Lin's hiding place may also be hit by intensive artillery fire.

"That sentry can be handed over to the sniper, the rest still have to be knocked out, and we have to pray that no one is looking at this outpost at this time on the walls of the Iron City in the distance." Qi Lin said.

"I can take charge of the direction of the Iron City." The night owl said suddenly, 3.5 kilometers, this is already outside the maximum range of the M200, but if it is only used as an observation post, the advanced high-magnification sight on the M200 is more than enough.

"Okay, Fog Eyes, I'll leave that dark whistle to you, okay?"

"Hmm." Misty Eye nodded, after being equipped with a special depleted uranium armor-piercing shell, even if the lying sentry was wearing heavy body armor, Misty Eye was sure that one shot would be fatal.

"Without further ado, you two stay on the hillside, and we'll go down." Cheng Yanqiu said, turning around first and sliding down the slope on the side of the hill.

Qi Lin and the others immediately followed, and the foggy eye that remained behind took out a roll of canvas strips and a roll of duct tape from his backpack, and wrapped it around the barrel of Mosin Nagant's gun, revealing only one muzzle - although it was not as effective as a silencer, but in this way, at least three or four kilometers away, the steel city would never hear the gunfire of Mosin Nagant when he fired.

"How's it going in the direction of the City of Steel?" Misty Eyes asked quietly as he stared at the dark sentry in the scope.

"There were only two guards on the frontal wall, who were smoking, and did not look in this direction." The Night Stalker replied.

At this time, Cheng Yanqiu and Qi Lin had already quietly touched the sentry box only twenty meters away, Qi Lin raised his right hand and stretched out three fingers, and the foggy eyes had already buckled their fingers on the trigger.

"Three, two, one—"

"Phew!"

The depleted uranium armor-piercing bullet came out of the muzzle of Mosin Nagant's gun, killing the dark sentry lying behind the small dirt bag in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, Qi Lin and the others also quickly pounced, stabbing the dagger in their hands into the bodies of those players.

In order to reduce weight and cost, the key protective armor is all on the legs, arms and head and shoulders, and the position of the waist and abdomen and under the ribs is not covered with armor, but adopts a hollow support structure similar to an exoskeleton, with only a thin layer of iron sheet and heat-insulating rubber lining on the surface.

The dagger easily stabbed into the inside of the power armor from under the ribs, and Qi Lin stirred the tip of the knife, and the player inside the power armor was directly killed without even having a chance to struggle.

The three P64s were immediately dragged to the back of the sentry box by the team members, Qi Lin dragged the corpses inside, and then the three Cheng Yanqiu's subordinates got into the power armor - the whole process took less than five minutes, and the three P64 armors stood back at their original posts, as if nothing had happened if they looked over from the side of the Steel City.

"Now, we can blow the horn of the attack—"