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Chapter 6211 Blood and Yellow Sand

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    Chapter 1211 Blood and Yellow Sand

    Probably because they did not expect that these Tuareg people had anti-aircraft weapons, the remaining helicopter fled in a hurry.  In just a few minutes of fighting, these Tuareg people suffered heavy losses.

    The eyes of the tribal leader who ordered the battlefield to be cleared and rescued the wounded became very violent.  "We lost twenty men, twenty!!!"

    Lin Rui patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "If I were you, I would find a way to leave here and find a place that is easier to defend. These helicopters do not have heavy attack weapons, so they are only used for reconnaissance.

    And conducting reconnaissance means that there are other ground troops.

    Now that they know our location, in order to avoid greater losses, you have to move people to a more defensive position.  This desert is already the edge of the desert, so the raised rocky mountains there can be used.  Otherwise, you will have to attack the enemy in an unobstructed terrain.  Trust me, this is not a good idea.  Someone who can dispatch three helicopters to conduct large-scale reconnaissance must have many people under his command.  "

    After hearing this, the tribal leader suppressed his anger and nodded, "You are right, we need to leave here immediately."

    An hour and a half later, a convoy of unidentified militants arrived and formally exchanged fire with the Tuareg.  The originally peaceful desert became extremely noisy with the fierce and seamless exchange of fire between the two sides.  The dense rain of bullets screamed and tore through the air, drawing out scarlet and messy trajectories in the desert dawn.

    Those rotating metals carrying the aura of death were rampaging through the air unscrupulously, ruthlessly tearing apart everything that dared to block their path.  The killed camel, the tent equipment with flying rags, and the fallen corpses all record this tragic battle.

    Explosions, gunshots, the dull sound of human body bullets and the splashing or spraying of blood, as well as the screams of enemies or comrades when they are injured or dying, are all hovering in this dense forest, wandering in this air, torturing everyone  Human ears and nerves.

    Lin Rui's breathing became rapid again, and his body became slightly trembling due to nervousness or other reasons.  Looking out of the corner of his eye, the tribal leader's face was covered with beads of sweat. His lips were tightly closed, as if he was clenching his teeth hard to force himself not to make a sound.  And his hand holding the telescope was no longer stable, and was trembling with the trembling of his body.

    "Slow down your breath and tell yourself that you are a stone, you are a mountain. Stay calm and motionless. Everything around you is an unreal illusion. They cannot affect your attention." Lin Rui gently stood beside him.  As he spoke, he was speaking not only to him, but also to himself.  Because, at this moment, his face was also covered with sweat.

    ¡°Perhaps this self-psychological hypnosis had an effect, and the Tuareg leader¡¯s breathing slowed down significantly.  This made Lin Rui breathe a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but secretly sigh, this leader is still young after all!  Although he is already a tribal leader and has experienced some battles, as a leader of a team, he is still a little too green.  However, he is about to mature. After a few baptisms of war, this young leader will completely bid farewell to the past.

    ¡°I just don¡¯t know whether this kind of maturity is good or bad for him.

    The battle ahead was going on fiercely, but that kind of battle did not belong to Lin Rui. He still had to remain silent and still had to help the tribal leader organize and command.  Even if the surroundings are extremely noisy, a commander has, and can only have, calmness and silence.

    6 minutes after the exchange of fire.  A small group of Tuareg finally dealt with the militants who had moved around their flank, causing more Tuareg to retreat to the rocky mountains.

    However, under the attack of front and rear firepower, their defense line was continuously compressed. However, these Tuareg people have a bravery that is deeply rooted in the blood of nomadic people. With the assistance and command of Lin Rui, their counterattack firepower has not weakened, but is stronger than before.  More intense and dense.  Lin Rui noticed that some M16A1s with 35mm grenade launchers were roaring unwillingly in the hands of the Tuareg people, constantly throwing high-explosive grenades into the incoming militants, scattering sharp fragments to them  Anywhere within coverage.

    Near the boulder bunker that served as a temporary headquarters, Lin Rui could constantly hear the rapid breathing of the Tuareg people and the low hum of suppressed pain after being injured.  The militants on the opposite side are very experienced. They are constantly traveling, attacking, and advancing in the web of death woven by countless high-speed flying metals, and they are constantly carrying the same metal wrapped in death.This time to withstand the huge recoil when machine gun fire.

    The Tuareg's attack was delayed by the roaring machine gun, and the raging metal jet pressed them to the ground, unable to lift their heads.

    Lin Rui¡¯s index finger once again pulled the trigger back, and then there was the crisp sound of the firing pin hitting the bullet primer.  The gun butt resting on the shoulder jerked back, and with the tremor of the gunshot, the high-speed rotating bullet rushed out of the muzzle and rushed towards the target in the distance along the arc that could not be captured with the naked eye.  He played the classic three-shot burst mode of m16a1 to perfection.

    Another sad and beautiful flower of blood bloomed, and the high-speed rotating metal warhead slammed into the temple of an armed man.  The warhead was very angry at the human body that hindered its progress, and released all the huge kinetic energy that had not been exhausted by gravity.

    The hard skull of the human body could not withstand the wrath of the warhead. It collapsed in front of the powerful energy and turned into irregular fragments covered with red blood and white brain matter.

    But this warhead is not satisfied yet, it has not yet vented its anger.  Therefore, it advanced and rolled wantonly in the skull cavity, turning everything in the cavity into a chaotic paste.  Suddenly, it encountered another obstacle, and there was a skull in front of it.

    So, it became angry again and tore the remaining skull into pieces again, and then happily fell into the embrace of the earth under the call of gravity.

    However, the head that carried all its anger was destroyed beyond recognition by the energy accumulated by its high-speed rotation. It was like an unripe watermelon that had been smashed by someone's hand. Red and white were scattered all over a three-meter radius.  of ground.  And the owner of the head fell heavily to the ground in the violent rage of the metal, leaving only a ray of unwilling soul floating in the desert that was still full of gunshots, explosions and screams.

    "The third one." Lin Rui silently counted the lives he had harvested, without a trace of sympathy or pity.  It¡¯s ridiculous to think about it. Human beings are constantly calling for respect for life. However, it is also human beings who trample on life.

    Lin Rui stood up, bent forward, lay down, set up the gun, looked for the target, aimed, then shot, stood up again, moved forward again, lay down again

    Like a precision machine, he projects deadly bullets again and again in this jungle full of smoke and war. Just like the God of Death from hell, waving a huge scythe to harvest human lives and souls in the world.

    "The fifth one!" Lin Rui said silently, changing positions again.  There was no need to observe the results of the shooting. He knew the results the moment he fired, and the opponent had no chance of survival.

    He was still moving and shooting mechanically, but his movements were not slow at all.  There were corpses and weapons scattered everywhere on the ground, making it impossible for him to successfully complete tactical actions several times.

    Lin Rui lay on the ground quietly panting. The short but intense exercise just now caused his alveoli to contract and expand extremely. The sequelae of excessive smoking appeared at this time. He felt waves of dizziness in his brain.  A feeling of suffocation.  However, what he wants to do now is actually want to smoke another cigarette.

    But, he didn¡¯t have time because the battle wasn¡¯t over yet.

    The battle lasted for a full forty minutes and ended when the vitality of the morning sun completely illuminated the desert. In the thin morning light, the rising sun showed its red smile like a huge fireball from the distant horizon.

    The warm sunshine painted mottled patterns on the yellow sand of the desert, because in addition to the sunshine, there were also blood and corpses.  The wreckage of vehicles and human remains after the explosion were shocking on the sand.

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