Chapter 120: Capture Points (45, please subscribe!)
“Charge!!”
Bahram started sprinting with all his strength and had no time to look around.
The sky had completely darkened, and the flash from the muzzle seemed to be visible in every dark corner in front of him.
The only good thing is that the machine gun has not been set up yet. Perhaps they were too nervous after being approached. The two boys were fiddling with the bracket.
"Run to death!!"
Bahram shouted to his men, using all the strength he could use on his legs to get the fastest speed.
His muscles grew hot, and the cold wind rushed into his lungs, making them feel as if they were burning.
The bullets fired by the others fell around him, but missed.
There was no pain or strong impact. Someone suddenly screamed. He couldn't care less about who was shot. If he stopped at this time, he would definitely die.
"Keep running!"
He yelled, rushing towards the opponent with all his strength.
Finally, the machine gun was set up, and a torrent of gunfire sprayed out from the muzzle, and the rain of bullets stirred the ground.
But Bahram had come close enough. He passed through the range of the machine gun. He was too fast to stop. While a man pointed a gun at him, a slide fell sideways to the ground. .
When he raised his head, he just saw Haoma stabbing the attacker into the chest with his dagger.
When the other person kept screaming, the gang's gold-medal thug used his free hand to lift the man up and hit the panicked people who were trying to drag away the machine gun. In an instant, he pulled out the knife and used it. The man's cry stopped abruptly.
The sound of gunfire announced that another enemy remaining in the bunker had been eliminated. Not only was Robin's flying knife accurate, his marksmanship was also particularly accurate.
In just a moment, this firepower point that had troubled them for a long time was completely removed.
"Quick! Come up quickly!"
Bahram quickly called the team members below to come to a safer height, but there was only the sound of heavy breathing on the intercom.
He immediately climbed to the edge of the bunker and looked around. He saw others struggling to climb up, but there were two new bodies lying on the gravel ground bleeding, one of them still moving.
It is merit.
Bahram's eyes saw his injured team member lying outside, and he immediately wanted to run to rescue the opponent, but his wrist was caught by Haomo's strong hand.
“Don’t do stupid things.”
The other party lowered his voice and said:
"I can feel that there are many guns pointed at this place in the jungle... Do you know there is a tactic, which is to use the wounded to attract rescuers into a trap. I was hit once, and my face was almost split open that time. It’s open.”
Hao Mo pointed to the shallow scar on his forehead.
"Hao Mo is right."
Robin expressed a rare opinion.
"Within ten seconds of running out, you will be beaten into pieces by bullets. I can't lose another person. Think about it."
"But he's not dead yet."
Bahram said through clenched teeth, still struggling to get up.
Perhaps after hearing these words, Ford actually endured the terrible pain in his body and pushed himself up, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
Then, he made a gesture in the direction of Bahram. This gesture is commonly used by the Astra Militarum, and its meaning is very simple.
He took over the command.
This action was enough to attract the attention of the gunmen in the jungle.
They fired another hail of bullets, and Ford's body shuddered as it was torn apart by the impact of the bullets, and then fell forward into the blood-stained gravel, completely motionless. Finally, the only two people left were lucky enough to climb up to the edge of the high bunker, join Bahram and his companions, and bring a blood-stained signal gun and three signal flares.
Bahram roared, he grabbed his gun, his face was red and his eyes were bulging.
“Where are they? I’m going to kill them, I’m going to kill them all!”
Haoma grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close, nose to nose.
"Calm down, Bahram, you are the captain now! You have a great responsibility-"
Hao Mo stopped mid-sentence.
He heard the voice giving orders from the other end of the jungle not far away. That side was a bit far away from here. Unless the previous attackers in the jungle were so ambitious that they dispersed their forces like this, there was only one possibility. .
More attackers are gathering.
They were now like a bleeding animal that had fallen into a river full of piranhas.
"Everyone, clean up here, let's retreat to the stronghold."
Haomo whispered and let go of Bahram.
The team members immediately took up their positions and touched the bodies of the dead on the ground. After taking away all the ammunition and supplies, some people followed Haoma to the northeast corner of the stronghold, and the rest followed and carried them. Machine Gun Bahram went to the northwest corner.
At this time, some panicked sounds can still be heard in the stronghold.
When the few remaining people appeared in sight, Haoma waited for a while and let them approach. It was obvious that they were preparing to leave the stronghold.
This is a very smart move. After losing the cover of the machine gun, they cannot defend this place with the weapons at hand. It is better to give up and find a safe place to hibernate. Maybe there will be a turning point in the next few days. .
But they did not expect that Bahram and his party would be so bold and directly reach the vicinity of the stronghold without any warning.
It was completely dark at this time.
After the men were clear of any easily accessible, solid cover, Hauma gave the order to fire.
Bright flames burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and bullets flew towards the blurry figures.
Screams filled the air, and those who were not killed immediately wailed in pain.
There were three other figures dragging the people on the ground to escape to the other side.
“Let them go.”
Bahram ordered and gave Haomo another pointed look.
"We are here to test, not to massacre. They have already failed, don't torture them, and we can't waste time."
After that, he walked back to the west entrance of the stronghold, here There is an iron door, which is not thick and opens with a push.
Bahram lit the flashlight and found that there was almost nothing inside, only some straw mats, and a smoking bonfire in the middle of the room. There was no doubt that it was set up by the previous "resident" of.
Now it’s cheaper for them.
“It’s safe inside.”
After checking the upstairs, he found that it was also empty, but after several observation points where the surrounding movement could be seen, Bahram called everyone to enter the stronghold.
Then they closed the door and lit a bonfire.
Now that there are still 6 people in the team, Bahram arranged for 2 people to work in groups on the second floor during the night break. They used flashlights as searchlights and set up machine guns to observe the surrounding movements at any time.
Fortunately, the flashlights distributed are of military grade and can be used even if they are used for several days, so there is no need to worry about running out of power later.
After a day of tension and torture, these boys finally had time to breathe. They began to eat while silently licking their wounds...
(End of this chapter)