Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 126: Death shock
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Nieto was driven behind the wall of a building on the street, and a barricade made of abandoned vehicles was 50 meters away from them. Fifty trembling companions were beside him. Everyone was silent, but they looked frightened.
"Who can tell me, what kind of gun do I need for the magazine in my hand? Please tell me, how can I use it?" Nieto asked his companion, sweating and sweating. No one answered him.
The Guzman of the beard is walking slowly in front of Nieto, which makes him close his mouth, but there is an extreme resentment in his heart. Looking at the other person's back, Nieto had the urge to kill him with a single shot, and then quickly escaped. In fact, many people on the scene had the same plan as Nieto.
Bang ...!
Nieto felt the warmth of blood-sputtering again. A companion with a gun beside him doubled his hands and seemed to want to raise the gun, but he was immediately killed by a bullet. The horrified pressure made Nieto cry out loudly, and after he wowed a few times, he saw Luohu returned to him.
"This guy wants to give me a shot in the back, right? But he didn't succeed." The smile on Guzman's face was like a devil. Behind him, Koval, who was a sniper, just recovered his pistol.
"Sir, I don't know. I swear I don't know what he is going to do?" The bitterness in Nieto's heart disappeared immediately, replaced by fear, and he felt an uncontrollable pee in his lower body, all over In the soft, or even footsteps. Seeing that the gun on the body was snatched by another person beside him, he couldn't help regretting why he didn't move quickly.
"Children, don't faint, otherwise I will make you never get up." Guzman looked at Nieto's body a little bit erratic, patting his shoulder with a grin.
A chill hit the head from the tail vertebra, and Nieto immediately straightened his body, shouting in a stiff tone: "No, I won't faint."
"Very good!" Guzman pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, squeezed it into the mouth of Nieto, and lighted him with a lighter. "Smoke a cigarette, you will feel better."
It ’s ****** cigarettes. The Zetas gang just made a fortune by selling various drugs in the United States. They never lacked marijuana. Before Nieto came to the United States, his father warned him not to touch drugs, and absolutely not to touch them. But while he was smoking, he silently shed tears, and now he can only throw aside any warning.
The team of fifty people were smoking marijuana, and even the mouth of the corpse on the ground was stuffed. After Guzman assigned everyone a cigarette, he said aloud: "Don't overestimate your ability, any resistance, escape, and slack will be punished.
And if you can cross the 50-meter street, you can stop and rest, there will be drinks, women for you to use, and there will be another team to attack you. Now quickly finish smoking and pray to the Virgin. "
A **** smoke makes Nieto feel much better. He has strength, confidence, and freedom of movement. Guzman's words seemed to have a magical power that made him no longer afraid.
"Okay, rush me now! Chong! Chong! I will cover you in the back, as long as you rush over, you will win." Guzman feels that the people of these people have been tuned, and they screamed and took them from the corner. Pushed out.
Nieto was holding his magazine, kicked by Guzman and started running. He was thinking: at a distance of fifty meters, he could not even use it for half a minute. As long as you run over to rest, it should not be difficult.
But the idea did not last for five seconds, Nieto heard gunshots from the barricade opposite. A companion immediately before him fell. The man was also holding a magazine in his hand, wearing a shabby clothes. When he was hit by a bullet, he leaned back and flicked his hands. A large blood hole appeared suddenly on his back and fell with his body. on the ground.
Nieto shuddered suddenly, and the anesthetized brain woke up immediately. He found out that his group was rushing forward so unobstructed. The bullets on the opposite side were raining, and the companions around him were dying quickly.
"Chong, rush, rush, don't stop! Whoever dares to stop will have to die." Guzman didn't know where to get an electric horn. He hid behind the wall and pushed his men to the battlefield continuously. And his partner, Koval, was monitoring the impact of the crowd from a building in the distance.
The people who smoke marijuana are like crazy zombies, one by one. Someone yelled and ran fast, some were rushing around in search of cover, some were frightened by death, and simply rolled over.
And just fifty meters away, David Lawrence is shooting quickly and accurately with the M16A2 in his hand. He carried a dozen or so members of the scouting team around him, and all of them easily killed the crowd rushing across like the target.
"Are these people crazy? I have killed at least four people." A member of the search team just emptied a magazine and raised his head a little while it was being replaced. What happened. A swish of bullets flew half of his brain.
The sudden death of the companion made the search team members behind the barricade could n’t help but bow their heads. Only David Lawrence glanced at him quickly and shouted, “Pay attention to concealment, do n’t confuse your head, and continue shooting.
There is one more sentence in David Lawrence's heart that is not speaking-there is a sniper suppression on the opposite side, and things are a bit troublesome.
Under the drive of the Warlords, more and more Mexicans poured out from the streets. Drug users often appear extremely crazy and impulsive. They are not even fighting, but are running unconsciously, hitting bullets with their bodies.
The Guzman on the opposite side also shouted ‘ca n’t stop’. He waved his pistol and drove out fifty men. Behind him, another 100-person combat group was also expelled. Once someone ran a few steps slow, the men in charge of the team would absolutely shoot mercilessly.
The streets were immediately covered with corpses, but there were more running figures. They almost filled the entire street, and they could fall down two or three people with a shuttle of bullets. Two or three people can fall down, and four or five people will come out later.
The fallen body quickly turned into obstacles, and the rushing crowd became staggered. But they are still running crazy, shooting crazy, the more dead people, the closer they are to the barricade. After running a distance of fifty meters, these deathly teams finally rushed to David Lawrence.
Six of David Lawrence ’s men have died, only two of them were killed by stray bullets, and the rest were killed by the snipers on the opposite side. Seeing the crazy thugs climbing the barricades of vehicles, he pulled out his pistol and killed six or seven people in a row, but the followers turned over one after another. The firepower density was too low to resist, and the hunters were too late to change the magazine.
"Evacuate, evacuate here." David Lawrence quickly led people into the building on the latter street. He also called to Zhou Qingfeng and others urgently: "Victor, the front barricade was lost, and the gang of lunatics of Zetas rushed over without any help. I have evacuated the building on the street to stop them, but you must come back quickly! "