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He silently said "God blessed" and the electric eel fell to the ground. The G41A2 in his hand turned around and crawled, while using the butt to smash several shooting holes on the earth wall.

Pass!

The Sand Cone Bird pulled the trigger, and the huge recoil made his right shoulder shake suddenly, and a 12.7-caliber bullet flew towards a target belly.

Bang!

The bullet hit the target's belly, the target was divided into two, and the upper body advanced more than one meter, but the legs were carried back by the impact force.

"Rina, No. 2."

After Lincoln finished speaking for two seconds, a mortar shell flew to the pre-labeled area No. 2. The killer and blast grenade hit the ground and exploded instantly. The shrapnel scattered in a circular shape around. Within a radius of 15 meters, those who died and those who were injured were reimbursed. 7 militants were reimbursed at once.

"Sand cone bird, pay attention to VIP."

“Not seen.”

"Lincoln, Lincoln, do you need help?" Qin Shihuang, the captain of the Seven Emperors team who was responsible for supporting the Hogas team, said with a breath of breath.

"Hey, the old Danish matchmakers run faster than you."

"Haha, Hammurabi, slow down, the Hokkass will not die."

Hammurabi: “Copy.”

"Fuck, hurry up, the enemy has already come."

No joke, everyone in the Seven Emperors team is coming quickly.

Fighting high and low, having a lot of calculations but not intentions, the Hoga team named the militants one by one, and it was so comfortable to fight with the wind, but as three pickup trucks with machine guns appeared, the situation changed.

Sha Cone Bird killed a machine gunner with one shot. When he wanted to shoot, he found that the remaining two pickup trucks were masters, whether they were driving or machine gunners. The car flashed left and right, and the speed was fast and slow, and it would brake suddenly from time to time, without giving him a chance to aim. Moreover, the machine gun pulled out a line and the bullet hit him less than one meter away from him. His position had been exposed.

As soon as he rolled on the spot, the sand cone bird lay on the dunes and shouted: "VIP is on the pickup, repeat, VIP is on the pickup."

Lincoln: "No. 6, prepare."

"The last shell." Beaver said, taking out the last shell.

A string of bullets chased Lincoln, forcing him to dodge for a while, but soon he took the risk of sticking his head out again, observing for a while and shouting, "Let it go."

Pass!

Mortar shells flew out and exploded two meters away from a pickup truck. The air waves caused by the explosion made the pickup truck shaking. The shrapnel that flew out and flew out with the machine gunner on the truck's bucket.

It's just a pity that it was not Porokhovskov who died.

Seeing that the opponent's firepower was fierce, two more pickup trucks were scrapped. Knowing that one of them was not very effective in attacking upwards, Porokhov grabbed the machine gun and swept out a line on the sand dunes, then swept the earth wall. The man immediately lay in the truck's bucket, patted the back wall of the car, and asked the driver to reverse the car quickly.

"Sand cone bird, sand cone bird." Lincoln shouted quickly when he saw Porokhovskov was about to run.

When the sand cone bird heard the Shanghai Sea, it shook the sand on its head, held the gun and climbed back to the top of the dune, aimed quickly at the pickup truck, aiming for two or three seconds, but never caught the right shooting opportunity.

Seeing the car running farther and farther, Lincoln quickly called Rambo, "Rambo, Rambo, sweep the car."

"Hey, I'm going to see God."

Three militants were shooting towards Rambo's position. Rambo was lying tightly on the ground, wishing he could dig a hole and drill down. Not to mention sweeping the car, it would be great that he could save his life by himself.

"Electric eel, electric eel."

“No chance.”

The electric eel is in a slightly better condition than Rambo, at least he has more room to dodge. Now he is hiding and lying on the ground and crawling over.

"I'm here, I see, I conquer!"

With heavy words, the machine gunners of the Seven Emperors rushed to the dune with M249 machine guns, pulled the bolts, and fired at the militants attacking Rambo.

Rambo was liberated and quickly stood up with his PRK in the direction of the pickup, pressing the trigger and spilling bullets.

After Caesar rescued the electric eel, he also chased the pickup with a gun and fired.

Unfortunately, the distance is too far, only a few lucky bullets can fly to the pickup truck, and the others hit the air.

"Fuck, assault."

"Brothers, don't worry, Lei Zhenziing."

A cheer sounded, and a bird helicopter flew over the heads of the team members. On the helicopter, an M134 machine gun was thrusting bullets to the ground at a speed of more than 60 rounds per second. He first greeted the armed personnel, and then the bullets extended to chase the pickup truck.

As soon as the helicopter passed, the members of the two teams had already set up a pursuit formation and ran down the sand dune. At this moment, the two teams had rushed under the sand dune and formed a commando formation in groups of three or three to advance to all living forces. When passing by suspected corpses on the ground, they did not forget to shoot them in the chest and head.

Octavian was holding a M16A3 with a scope in his hand and aimed accurately at each target. Each time he pulled the trigger, he could take away one. Rambo might have been depressed just now, or he felt that since he called Rambo, he had to be more awesome, and he would be holding his PRK short shot and shooting.

Constantine raised his muzzle, quickly calculated the angle, pulled the trigger, and a grenade flew out. After reimbursing the two and a half militants, he threw the gun off the shell of the grenade, picked up the gun, and poured the bullet in front.

The two teams slowly advanced forward, not letting go of a living target. When they advanced to the pickup truck that had been beaten into Sachima, they found that Porokhovskov was lying on the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but the person was not dead yet, his eyes could turn white and his mouth could open and close.

"Who are you?" Porokhovskov asked with difficulty as he looked at the people around him.

Rambo held the PRK from top to bottom, and then beat Porokhovskov into a hornet's nest from bottom to top, and then spit on Porokhovskov with a thick mouthful. "Fuck, the male protagonist of the Hollywood blockbuster, and he still talks nonsense."

"Hell, Rambo, damn it, how can I check the VIP if I beat my face to pieces."

Lincoln cursed, took out the photo from his body, and checked it at Porokhov's dirty face. Fortunately, several obvious characteristics can match it, and it can be confirmed that the deceased is a VIP.

"The mission is completed, clean the battlefield and prepare to withdraw."

...

"Mom Xipi!" When receiving the report, Nan Yi couldn't help but complain: "A hunting mission becomes a tough battle, how much does it cost to increase, but fortunately no one died."

Nan Yi originally thought that Barret fired a shot, and it would be a mortar shot. In order to avoid encountering the Chosen Son, he would not die even if he was shot by a sniper rifle bullet, so he even brought anti-equipment snipers, but he didn't expect to be so big.

Clicking on a document, Nan Yi selected the name "Porokhov Shikov" and drew a delete line, and then looked at the remaining two names - Ranovo Yin and Andre.

These three people are all comrades-in-arms who joined the army in the same period as Chadov. They have a very close relationship with each other. In order not to cause too much trouble for themselves, Nan Yi asked Masami Katsudo to get the list of the ninth company and planned to bring Chadov's three good brothers down to play mahjong with him.

Porokhov and Ranovoyin both went to Africa through the same channel. It was precisely because of this that their whereabouts were quickly found. However, the last Andrei had not yet grasped his whereabouts. His grandson disappeared as soon as he retired and had no idea where he went.

As for the other people in the Ninth Company, except for two who could not find their whereabouts, the rest stayed in the Soviet revisionist territory to work safely and support their families in Hukou. Nan Yi was not going to disturb them unless anyone jumped out.

Turning off the computer, Nan Yi came to the living room and said to Helena, who was bored and constantly pressing the remote control, "Change clothes and go shopping in Hamburg."

Helena shouted in surprise: "Really?"

"Hurry up."

"Long live Hallelujah, Hallelujah..."

Helena jumped off the sofa, hummed her mouth and ran to the bedroom barefoot.

When they arrived in Hamburg city, Nanyi and the others went to visit the Cremon neighborhood in the old town. This neighborhood is an important part of Hamburg city history and a street named after Cremon Island.

There, the former warehouses and residences were facing the water and the streets, and trade goods could be transported directly from water to land.

Cramont was unscathed in the Hamburg Fire in 1842, but was a victim of air strikes during World War II, so only scattered buildings remained there.

After visiting the Cremon neighborhood, Nan Yi and the others went to Diba Street again. This street is an ancient commercial street, a concentration of many traditional restaurants and bars. The old-fashioned restaurants are the characteristics of Diba Street.

Filling his stomach at a historic restaurant, the two went to Xinyun Street again.

Nanyi, who had read the guide, knew that Xinyun Street was a shopping paradise. He brought Helena here just to let him buy something he liked. It would be no exaggeration to say that it was a compensation for youth, and it would be a parting gift.

A woman who is determined to be a model cannot stay with Nan Yi for too long.

After entering several clothing stores and buying a few clothes, the two of them entered a niessing jewelry store. Nan Yi sat on a chair in the lounge area and asked Helena to check the jewelry by herself.

Helena started to look at the counter next to the door, her steps were small, and her eyes swept across each piece of jewelry. Gradually, she passed one counter after another, and finally settled her foot in front of a window embedded in the wall. She looked into the window for a while before turning to look at Nan Yi and said, "They."

Hearing the sound, Nan Yi stood up and walked over, walked to the window, took off his sunglasses, followed Helena's pointing, and looked at the pair of earrings in the window.

"Wow!"

Nan Yi was amazed at the price of earrings, and the price of 72,000 marks made him a little tremble.

“This is my favorite.”

Helena spoke in a tone of voice like a little girl acting coquettishly to her father and asking for a gift she loved.

He used one-eighth second to imagine more than 100 ways to kill Helena. Nan Yi used seven-eighth second to call the shopping guide and asked him to take out the earrings for Helena to try on.

When the shopping guide took out his earrings and came to the counter and placed them on the counter, Helena immediately picked them up and handed them to Nanyi's hand. What she wanted to do was self-evident.

Nan Yi took it, helped Helena put on earrings, looked at the glasses, and immediately praised: "Shit, you are such a princess."

Helena looked in the mirror and laughed with satisfaction and heartfelt laughter. She stretched her hands back, grabbed Nan Yi's head and pulled it forward, then turned her head and kissed Nan Yi's cheek, "Can we afford it?"

"certainly."

"I'm not going to take it down."

"As long as you are happy."

Nan Yi took out the check clip, took out all the traveler's checks inside, and counted them. It was not enough, so he took out two $1,000 denominations, and took out a card from his wallet, and swiped the card for the insufficient part.

The earrings made Helena a clingy lake. When she walked out of the jewelry store, her hands were hung on Nanyi's arm throughout.

Walking back to the street, Nan Yi said in a disgrace: "Helena, you can return to Copenhagen in a few days."

"Yeah?"
To be continued...