Chapter 237 Escape
Three shots in two seconds, Jack's shooting speed attracted the attention of Lake beside him.
Lake, the sniper of the PMC team, is a vicissitudes of life uncle with a pair of narrow eyes and is at least half Indian.
He is only a little over 1.7 meters tall and is not very strong. This may be why he is willing to give up the Barrett to Jack.
Although the M107A1 has further reduced its weight, it is 2.3 kilograms lighter than the M107, and the muzzle brake uses a cylindrical arrow instead of the traditional double-bore right-angled arrow, which is claimed to significantly reduce the recoil.
But if you really want to shoot it as a semi-automatic rifle, there may be many people who can reach Jack's speed, but if you want to hit the gun at the same time, at least Lake has never seen it.
Finally, the value of the veterans on the opposite side was revealed. Although the leader was killed and the heavy firepower was destroyed, the group did not disperse in a hurry.
Amidst the yelling and cursing, these people got into the jungle on both sides one after another, relying on tree trunks, shrubs, and even rotten wood piles on the ground to pour bullets on the roof of the small building.
Jack and Lake were beaten so hard that they didn't dare to stand up. The cement on the outer wall of the small building was chipped away by 7.62mm medium-power bullets and 5.56mm standard NATO bullets.
Some of them had relatively casual shooting skills, or were unable to suppress the recoil, so they shot the bullets into the fourth-floor window, flew into the room, and ricocheted off the hard brick wall or cement surface.
Hearing the whizzing sound of bullets coming from the next room, some of the passengers hiding behind the bunker in the fourth-floor corridor couldn't help but let out low exclamations.
The four local little girls who were rescued were so frightened that they cried bitterly. Jiejie could only rely on the only girl named Nadine who could understand English to comfort the other three.
As a result, the passengers who were also scared stopped screaming.
They all coaxed the frightened little girls, and some of them took out the chocolates that they had hidden while eating the MRE rations and handed them to them.
In the eyes of Europeans and Americans, these little girls are really just children. Due to long-term lack of nutrition, they are so thin that their development level is not even as good as those eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers in their country.
Gradually, the gunshots seemed to subside. Jack changed his fighting position, peeked his head secretly, and was immediately hit back by several precise short shots.
On the other side, Uncle Lake, who also changed his fighting position, simply leaned against the sandbag wall with his gun on his back, not even bothering to raise his head.
The militants of the "Abu Zaev" organization felt that they had suppressed the snipers on the roof. Under the urging of several veterans, seven or eight people crouched and approached the barbed wire fence with guns in hand.
"The machine gunners are on standby and the rest are free to fire."
Following Shebek's order, several people on the third and first floors took out the daggers, crowbars and even claw hammers that they had prepared earlier, pried off the falsely nailed wooden boards in front of them, and turned toward Bai Bai. Enemies within a meter distance start firing.
Suddenly gunshots rang out again, and the seven or eight militants who tried to get close to the barbed wire fence had no time to react. Like leeks that had been peeled by a sickle, they all dwarfed and fell to the ground.
Receiving this sudden blow, the gunshots of the armed men on the opposite side were silenced. Taking this opportunity, the two snipers on the roof showed off their power again.
Uncle Lake, with phoenix eyes, seemed to be stimulated by Jack's previous stimulation, and the G28E in his hand began to call names at a speed of almost one shot per second.
Jack changed back to ordinary nato bullets, but in the face of Barrett's own 12.7X99 mm terrifying caliber, the paper bunkers where the militants relied to hide were no different.
Tropical trees such as oil palm trees have seemingly thick trunks. In fact, the wooden fibers only account for less than one-third of the entire trunk structure, and they can be worn out almost immediately.
Jack specifically looks for guys who use these trees as bunkers. Although the efficiency is not as good as that of Uncle Lake, the terrifying visual effect can cause huge panic to the opponent.
Seeing the veterans around him being called out one by one and dying in front of his eyes, his companions were beaten in two from the waist with a low roar, and even half of their bodies were turned into blood mist. Finally, some people dropped their weapons and started running away.
"Leave the car as long as you can, Jack and Lake take cover, and we go downstairs."
As Sherbeck said, he and his teammates began to run downstairs. Isaac, the machine gunner on the second floor, remained motionless, but his deputy shooter Mo changed his identity as an assaulter and followed him downstairs.
The three of them came to the first floor and formed an assault team. They took turns to cover and marched towards the rainforest. Brother Fallen and Gaspare followed carefully behind them. The two sides kept a little distance to avoid accidental injuries.
Several guys who tried to drive away were beaten to death in the cab by Lake. There was one car that was not at the right angle, and Barrett directly knocked out the engine at the front of the car.
Of the nearly 40 people who came, only five or six managed to escape in a pickup truck at the back, and some jumped into the rain forest. At least 30 bodies were lying on the scene.
In the end, four vehicles were completely captured. Including the one in the mine, five vehicles were almost enough. A pickup truck can squeeze five or six people in the front and back seats, and a few more in the back compartment, even if the seals come. Fit everyone.
The reason why so many vehicles are needed is because according to the new evacuation plan, after the SEAL team arrives, they will cover the passengers and crew to the nearest beach in a straight line to the south.
The Arleigh Burke-class destroyer "Milius" will pick up the nearby offshore and transport everyone through the SEAL's armed rubber dinghy.
The mine where everyone is now is at least seven or eight kilometers away from the beach, so it is obviously unrealistic to quickly evacuate on foot.
Several people drove the seized pickup truck back to the mine. Gaspare also picked up a lot of AK47 steel magazines. He seemed to like his original AK quite a lot.
Because of the outstanding performance of the two snipers, the battle went very smoothly, not much ammunition was consumed, and the non-combatants were well protected.
Among the combatants, only Brother Fallen was slightly injured. A bullet bit off a small piece of flesh on his left arm.
Although the problem was not big, he was too nervous to experience a fierce gun battle for the first time and did not notice it. When the battle was near the end, he realized that half of his arms were stained red with blood.
The Internet celebrity sister Bree Terry rushed over at Jiejie's prompt and took pictures with her mobile phone. There is no better news material than this.
After bandaging the brave Captain Torrance's wound and giving him an injection of antibiotics, the girls ran away laughing, leaving him alone with the flight attendant Bonnie. I don't know when, the two seemed to see each other right. .