Red Alert Somalia

ps: Peaceful people, defenders, need to be careful when watching!Gorgeous just wants to show everyone the real battle scene.Whitewashing a peaceful war is a politician's method, not real.

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The originally hot air radiated this suffocating heat under the urging of the burning flame.However, this sultry heat is too light compared to the ruthless battlefield.

Barrett, in the sniper's hand, made a crisp sound. In the light of the fire, the fireman saw a Somali woman in military uniform fall down.The fireman glanced at him, his face was expressionless, and another shot was taken. A child who was using a light machine gun to suppress firepower at the vanguard group. He was only about fourteen or five years old. At this moment, the child had his chest broken. A huge hole was opened, and the body flew back.At this moment, the sniper is still expressionless, has no sympathy, no mercy, and no guilt!

The rifleman’s automatic rifle continuously fired three consecutive shots, and the Islamist soldiers rushing out of the village in a sea of ​​flames fell one by one.Nearly 20 people in the strengthening squad occupied various commanding heights and important positions, forming an arc-shaped encirclement of the village, so that they could shoot and kill the Islamic soldiers who were driven out by the fire.

Those riflemen are the most ruthless. They start with guns and shoot single shots. Even though they are on the battlefield for the first time, their combat literacy is by no means comparable to real recruits. If they are real recruits, they are basically Carrying a gun with his eyes closed and sweeping wildly, only ghosts know what can be hit.

And the one who fought hardest was the firepower, a revolving 40mm grenade gun, and they played with flowers. No matter where there was fire, it was a shot against it, watching the explosion erupt in the dark. Death fireworks are particularly rich in the beauty of war.

However, some people couldn’t stand it anymore. The monitor slapped his beard on the fireman’s helmet: "You have a lot of grenades, don’t you? You have so many grenades to squander, right? Look at the sniper and learn from him! Sweep away, I swear I will kick you out of the army after I go back, I can't afford you!"

This slap made the firepower hand speechless, and squeezed an indifferent smiling face at him: "Yes, yes, I will definitely improve. Next time the monitor, you can slap your face, don’t hit the helmet, your hands hurt! And, Next time you call for fire support, I will definitely save a little for your old man!" After the fireman finished speaking, look at the sniper again. He is changing the magazine.After ten bullets were fired, six Islamist soldiers had fallen in his shooting range. Even a Somali civilian who ran out with the militants was shot down by him. What a cruel gunman!!

Islamist soldiers are still rushing out like moths fighting the fire. They can't come out. The village is full of fire. If they don't come out, they will only be burned alive.However, there was only one dead end. Ten automatic rifles and three squads used light machine guns to seal the outlets. Three cold sharpshooters shot them with semi-automatic rifles accurately, and they fell one by one. Below this fierce death line, the dead bodies are layered on top of each other, which is terrible.

The distance between the two sides was about two hundred meters. At this distance, they couldn't fight the soldiers fed by bullets anyway. The fierce confrontation was almost a unilateral massacre.

The fireman fired two more shots and added two fireworks to the village. He did not go to see the results. He ran out of six grenades. He was about to reload. Someone rushed out, rushing towards this with a pistol. Side shooting.Just kidding, hit a target two hundred meters away with a pistol. You think you have pocket missiles in your gun, right?The firing hand instantly switched to the automatic rifle, and at the same time raised the gun to aim, the finger was about to buckle, and then hesitantly stopped.

It was a female soldier. Through the aiming equipment, the firepower could see her face clearly, and could even see the panic and despair on her face.She was about nineteen to twenty years old, she was quite tall, but her clothes were burned torn.

The blue veins on the back of the fire-powered hand were protruding, and I tried to pull the trigger, but I don't know who took the power of the fire-powered hand away. It was so difficult to move the fingers together.He closed his eyes, and the instructor's words echoed in his ears: "Soldiers, remember: no female soldier who dares to go to the battlefield is easy to provoke! Their physique is inherently weaker than men, and they dare to carry a rifle. The full-blooded battlefield can only show that they are more fierce and ruthless than men! If you encounter a female soldier carrying a rifle, you must do everything possible to kill her, otherwise you are likely to die!"

Yes, there cannot be sympathy and pity on the battlefield, because the enemy will not show mercy to their men!He gritted his teeth, opened his eyes, and his strength returned.Just when he opened his eyes, the fireman just saw the female soldier bouncing off a pinch of blood and dust on her chest. She shook her body and fell down. The sniper rushed to the fireman and said with a smile on his face: "She will never give The baby is breastfeeding!"

The fireman suddenly wanted to beat him.I can't say why, just want to beat him up.Perhaps it was because he had robbed his prey, or there was only a trace of hesitation in his heart.

On the battlefield, the situation always came suddenly. A wall of fire suddenly collapsed. Amidst the sound of oily farts, an old armored vehicle rushed out, followed by a large group of militants.

Isn't this the last armored car in the company of this militant? Isn't it too late to come out now?Aside from the firepower, the hand raised was a manganese steel bullet in the gun box, which made rows of small holes on the surface of the armored vehicle. I don't know if anyone got inside.The fire is so big that infrared detection is all nonsense and can't be seen.

However, it seemed that the effect was not great. The parallel machine guns of the armored vehicles swept at them, hitting the floating soil around them, and the firepower was full of fierceness!But its good days are over. The beard wears the first-generation individual combat system. Under his call, two female deer responsible for fire support rushed over happily, two consecutive v-series v- The 1ft anti-tank missile hit the armored body.

"My God!" The v-1ft is used to fight heavy tanks. It is actually used to fight armored vehicles that can even be shot with rifles!The fireman swears that he must report the serious wasteful behavior of the pilots when he returns, and he must report them!But he suddenly forgot, he was even more wasteful, using a grenade gun as a rifle.

"boom!!!"

The armored car turned into a brigade of orange fireballs, and the militants who followed to seek protection fell to the ground and wailed during the ground shock. They would have to be shaken to death if they were not killed by the debris!There was nothing to fight in this battle. Hunch saw that no one rushed out again. With an order, the soldiers from the enhanced squad formed a three-thirds cover formation to kill the village that had turned into a crematorium, and saw the corpse. Just make a shot, regardless of whether he died in real or faked death.

"boom!!!"

A Soviet defensive grenade exploded not far from the rifleman, and the air wave almost overturned the rifleman.A thin Islamist soldier screamed and swept at them with ak, and actually suppressed all three of them.The ak has no special features, it is reliable enough, and the firepower is strong enough. Just this point, it is the most popular rifle in the world.It's a pity that its accuracy is a bit too bad. The militant has been hitting a magazine at all times, so he can't help them.

The rifleman cursed, a grenade flew over, and the guy gave a strange cry and got into the burning house.The grenade bomb exploded outside the house, and the prefabricated fragments and steel balls splashed around, probably not hurting his hair.Thirty meters away, an Islamic ensign who was shooting desperately held his left eye and wailed in pain. His eyeball was smashed by a blindly splashing steel ball. The pain caused him to jump out of the bunker. His body was also smashed under the fire of two Type 97 automatic rifles.It turns out that the war is also full of black humor, and the rifleman can be considered knowledgeable.

"boom!"

The bearded rifle fired a precise single shot, an Islamist soldier rolled off the roof, and the gunfire in the village stopped.But the kid who got into the house did not come out, there are enemies!

"That guy must have gotten into the tunnel." The scout said through the battle.

"The second group, the three of you go in and take a look, be careful." The beard said calmly.Let three people go in and take a look.

The soldiers in the second group were also unambiguous. First, they threw two steel ball grenades into the house. One advantage of this type of grenades is that it has a great deal of damage but the explosive power is not large enough to destroy the house, but the people inside. Either death or injury, before the smoke cleared, rushed in one by one.First glanced at every blind spot, the room was full of smoke and no ghosts.

That kid really ran away?The three of them searched carefully and found the tunnel entrance in the room.When the scout opened carefully, a small gap was opened. The scout's hand stopped in an instant, "Okay! There is still a thunder at the entrance. If anyone is rash, they must blow up."

The rifleman immediately stepped forward and carefully removed the hurriedly laid out earthen mine, and asked, "What should I do now?"

The scout suppressed the urge to swipe a shuttle into the tunnel and said, "This road must not be left. Who knows what's waiting below. There must be other exits. Otherwise, how can they go out? ."

The scout smiled strangely and took out a small and cute anti-infantry mine like a small steamed bun, hung it on the entrance, and said triumphantly: "Look how you come out!"

The rifleman saw a chill.This kid must be the kind of thing that takes murder and arson as his duty.

After evacuating the house, they searched around and found nothing. They were about to give up. A cold shot came over. The scouts instinctively leaned back, and the bullets slashed against the facade.

After the war, Beard said that the militant who fired the gun was definitely a sharpshooter. The scout was able to escape the catastrophe because he reacted fast enough, and secondly because he was short in stature. If he was ten centimeters taller, this shot was absolutely Will blow his head.

Uh!It turns out that tripolar disability still has these benefits!