Chapter 626: Hold on to the Church (Part 2)
“The last two grenades!” Brock Reynolds on the second floor yelled, using up the last of his inventory.
With two huge explosions, the half-man-high low wall in front of the church, which was originally just for decoration, including the small iron door, collapsed in an instant.
There was originally a row of people hiding behind the low wall. They were killed or maimed on the spot. Jack took the opportunity to shoot with his head, emptying the remaining bullets in the magazine and killing these people. But the next second It was met with concentrated fire from several assault rifles.
The window can no longer be guarded. There are more and more people on the opposite side. Almost every shooting port is under concentrated attack from four or five automatic weapons at the same time. There is no way to probe anymore.
Jack changed the magazine, threw the last smoke bomb out the window, and retreated behind the pillars in the chapel with Clay on the other side. This was their preset second line of defense.
"Team B, the QRF will arrive in five minutes, hold on a little longer."
But no one can care about replying to the call from the operations center now. Jack and Clay have just retreated. , a few shock bombs were thrown in, and these guys were quite well equipped.
The expensive equipment of Team B played a huge role at this time. The sound-isolating headphones very well reduced the incapacitating explosions to an acceptable level. As long as you lower your head in time to avoid those flashes That’s it.
After several loud roars, he saw that the enemy had rushed outside the gate and was trying to pull down the two rickety gates. Regardless of the heavy feeling in his chest, Jason shouted, "Sonny!"
"Da da da da da da." At this moment, Sonny was really like Rambo in the movie. He held the MK46 Mod1 light machine gun directly at the door and squeezed the trigger. A torrent of metal composed of bullets spurted out, a two-hundred-round The magazine was half empty in an instant.
The gunshots outside the door stopped. Looking at the four or five companions on the steps who were close to the door, they instantly became blood bags with leaks. The armed men behind them retreated in embarrassment.
As the people at the second-floor window withdrew into the chapel on the first floor, the situation on both sides reversed. From time to time, militants showed their heads outside the window, or simply stretched out a gun and fired blindly inside.
The gunshots in the church have become sparse. It’s not that the seals are short of ammunition, but that they no longer need to suppress fire. Everyone relies on their own bunkers, like whack-a-mole, as long as they are responsible for shooting. Just a few locations within.
For a time, the drug cartel's casualties increased significantly. Anyone who tried to break into the church or even dared to poke their head inside fell to the precise shooting skills of the seals.
After the opposite party organized three or four consecutive waves of attacks without success, the battle between the two sides fell into a state of anxiety for a while.
The church is surrounded by drug gangs. It is almost impossible for people inside to get out, but it is also difficult for people outside to get in. The nearly 30 corpses by the door and window have proved it. Got this.
Just when Jack was hesitant to suggest that Jason follow the original plan, withdraw another line of defense, let people in, and launch a wave of counterattacks, gunfire suddenly broke out again outside.
The M2 "Laoganma" announced the arrival of reinforcements with its unique muffled sound. Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the church, and the sound of gunshots like fried beans was accompanied by Spanish yelling, but it was short. After two or three minutes, everything fell silent.
As the gunshots outside stopped, there was also no sound inside the church. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. No one cheered, and no one relaxed. They were still vigilantly aiming their guns at anyone. A location where enemies may appear.
Until a familiar voice sounded in everyone's headphone channel and outside the broken door at the same time.
"Bravo1, this is the commander of the operations center, requesting entry." Jason grinned, "Password?"
"The password is your big skin inflammation !" Blake Major Ben smiled and scolded, "If you don't open the door, you can walk home."
As Sonny and Clay stepped forward to move the benches blocking the door one by one, the two were not very heavy. The wooden door suddenly fell down, causing a burst of flying ash.
The heavily armed Major Blackburn and Lieutenant Lopez walked into the church side by side, followed by a group of Mexican Marines. Both of their faces were stained with gunpowder smoke, and one of the soldiers behind them was dead. color.
"It looks like we arrived in time." Seeing that everyone was safe and sound, only Brock's calf and Sonny's arm were wrapped with some bandages. They didn't look serious. The major breathed a sigh of relief and bumped into Jason. Fist bump.
"Where's the colonel? What happened to Colonel Martinez?" Seeing that everyone was there except his superior, Lieutenant Lopez's eyes suddenly turned red and he grabbed Jack, looking extremely nervous.
"He was shot. He is in the priest's bedroom upstairs. His life is not in danger, but he may have to lie in the hospital for a while." Jack pointed to the stairs behind him. Lieutenant Lopez said nothing. He said, beckoning and leading the two soldiers to rush forward like a whirlwind.
"Where's Russo?" Major Blackburn asked with a sigh of relief after turning around and confirming again that everyone was safe.
"Dead." Jack shrugged, "But we got the location of Doza's safe house, and the last step is just to put a bullet in his head!"
"The last step is to put a bullet in his head! Lieutenant Lopez said angrily as he and the soldiers carried the weak Colonel Martinez down the stairs.
"Pack up and prepare to evacuate. Our work is not over yet." Jason patted Bullock sitting on the ground, "Can you hold on?"
"It always feels like What else have we forgotten?" Jack looked around and suddenly slapped his head, "Father, damn it, I hope he's okay."
"Be careful, you guys can't accumulate anything in the church. Can you please speak some words?" Ray Perry helped the priest out of the confessional at the back.
"Sorry, Father, it seems that your place needs to be renovated." Jason glanced at the almost smashed chapel and felt quite apologetic.
"It doesn't matter. This place is supposed to be a shelter. The Vatican wouldn't mind paying to renovate it." The priest said, crossing himself on his chest.
"Bring the priest with you until everything is settled, otherwise the drug dealers might come back to take revenge." Jack suggested.
The raid on the Doza safe house was scheduled for three hours later, at 4 o'clock in the morning. After returning to the military camp, Team B still had two hours of rest time left.
The combat center in the military camp is still a busy scene at this time. Logistics support officer Lisa Davis has completed the reconnaissance of the target location through a drone.
While Jason and the others were planning a surprise attack, Jack went to the interrogation room. Here, Mandy Ellis and Rita Alfaro sat face to face, staring at each other without saying a word. .
(End of this chapter)