Chapter 102 - 31: Poison Blast Rolling! And It’s a Speed-Up Airdrop! _3
The bullets from Night Wanderer rained down on the car like a torrential storm. If it weren’t for one side of the car body being temporarily reinforced to 40mm yesterday, the six of them might already have been shot to pieces.
Even so, they ended up having to imitate the African brothers, holding their guns above their heads to fire randomly. This is a kind of suppressive fire commonly used in urban warfare—firing without revealing any part of your body when you know the enemy’s position. The truth is, it’s rare to actually face the enemy directly and have a shootout; otherwise, it wouldn’t take thousands or even tens of thousands of rounds to claim a single life.
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Unless everyone is a Rambo, it’s hard to even trade one for one.
The frustrated and suppressed soldier angrily shouted in the channel,
"Damn it, where is your support, Potato? Can you guys even play? I can barely lift my head! For fuck’s sake, provide some suppressive fire! These oil-stealing motherfuckers are even tougher than those smuggling big-fly pilots!"
Among them, he was the best shot, having taken down one Night Wanderer, although this guy seemed accustomed to only using a pistol.
Of course, they weren’t the only ones fighting—just this group of decoys.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of rapid shots rang out from behind the tanker, silencing the vehicle-mounted machine gun. The machine gunner was hit twice in the back, lying motionless on the gun mount.
"Enemies at the back!"
Upon hearing gunfire from behind the tanker, several Night Wanderers immediately turned around to organize a defense. Submachine guns blazed, forcing Lin Miao and Lucy to retreat. However, from the high slope on the left, powerful machine gun fire also erupted.