Chapter 1142 Fierce Battle (Part 1)

Chapter 1142 Fierce Battle (Part 1)

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A bullet passed through the narrow firing port of the bunker, leaving a huge deep hole in the concrete wall. Sonny subconsciously shrank his neck, leaned against the corner with the Mk46 light machine gun in his arms and shouted.

"Sniper! Anti-materiel sniper rifle!"

Deputy team member Ray Perry threw a smoke bomb outside, took off the SR25 from his back and wanted to go to the top rooftop, but he happened to collide with the oncoming Jack.

"Leave it to me, I'll deal with the snipers." Jack reached out and took over his semi-automatic sniper rifle. "It takes Dr. Goolsby five minutes to dismantle a missile. We need to hold on for at least 45 minutes."

"Understood, be careful, the other side's firepower is very strong." Ray Perry directly pulled out two spare magazines and handed them to him, then turned around and continued to defend the door.

Seal and Jack have cooperated not once or twice. It can be said that each of them trusts the other's strength.

Although this ancient bunker was very strong, it had been converted into a hospital after all. Although it was equipped with a seemingly solid iron fence, it was much easier to break through than a thick concrete wall.

Team B only has 6 members in total, so there are quite a lot of positions that need to be taken care of. Fortunately, the opponent only has a dozen people participating in the attack, so they can barely cope with it.

The seal's disadvantage lies in its firepower. Sonny's precious light machine gun was rarely suppressed this time, not by the anti-material sniper rifle of unknown model, but by the M60E3 general-purpose machine gun on the opposite side.

The firepower of the M60E3 general-purpose machine gun using 7.62mm NATO general-purpose ammunition is much more powerful than the 5.5k46 light machine gun used by Sonny.

Sonny changed his shooting position as soon as he hit the shuttle. He could barely deal with the opponent at first, but after the addition of the anti-material sniper rifle, he was completely beaten and lost his temper.

Without the restraint, the M60E3 began to show its power. The dense rain of bullets hit the windows everywhere, and soldiers were already trying to force their way in under the cover of the machine guns.

However, two grenades flying out of the window dispelled the opponent's idea of ​​a quick victory. Although both sides were special forces with rich practical experience, the SEALs' tactical literacy was obviously much better.

The bunker has only two floors in total. In the middle is a structure similar to a patio, with a broken skylight on top, and some vines climbing along the outer wall.

As soon as Jack climbed the stairs to the second floor, he heard a dull gunshot again. The direction was easy to distinguish, coming from the top of the prison building.

It was still early before dawn, and there was only a thin layer of sea fog spreading around the island. When Jack confirmed the location, the muzzle flash from a hundred meters away could not escape his eyes.

Although the equipment on the opposite side was not as top-notch as that of the SEALs, it was still full of what they should have. Jack just showed up to observe when he was noticed by an enemy who also had night vision goggles.

The muzzle of the general-purpose machine gun turned directly around, and a long burst of fire directly shattered the already dilapidated female wall.

The brick parapet is much weaker than the reinforced concrete wall with a thickness of more than half a meter, and it cannot withstand the fire of 7.62 mm NATO bullets.

The disgraced Jack leaned back behind the pillar and broke out in a cold sweat. This was probably the difference between elite soldiers and ordinary gunmen. The gap in marksmanship and personal quality was second, and the subjective consciousness of this mutual cooperation was even more terrifying.

Although it is not that he has never fought against regular soldiers, the veterans led by General Hammer are obviously more than a little stronger than the so-called soldiers from Beibang.

Fortunately, Jack was not fighting alone. As soon as he noticed the transfer of general machine gun firepower, Jason and his seals launched an instant counterattack.

Under the cover of Sonny's Mk46, the former captain of Team A, now B Carter, made the first victory. The Noveske N4 in his hand made a steady short shot and hit a soldier in the knee.

The soldier with a ponytail on the back of his head fell to the ground with a howl. Just as he was about to struggle to hide back on the stone steps used as a bunker, he was hit in the chest and shoulders by Jason's continuous follow-up shots.

"Help me! Help me!"

The soldier who was shot tried hard to roll back behind the bunker, but the .300BLK bullet is considered a subsonic micro-acoustic bullet and is regarded as a compromise between the 5.56 and 7.62 calibers.

That is to say, the so-called 5.56 cartridge plus the 7.62 warhead makes people feel like a small horse pulling a cart, but after all, it is the power of a rifle bullet.

Although his chest was protected by bulletproof panels, the gunshot wounds to his shoulders and knees quickly caused him to suffer from excessive blood loss. He only rolled around twice before being unable to move again.

The fighting distance between General Hammer's men and the seals at this time was not too far. After all, Alcatraz Island was only more than 500 meters long from north to south and less than 200 meters wide from east to west.

Such a narrow terrain meant that the two sides were actually in a close combat situation with a distance of no more than 30 to 40 meters. In addition, tonight was the full moon night in early summer. Jason's marksmanship was not so bad that he could not complete it even at such a distance. The extent of sniper kills.

At the moment, neither side actually has enough manpower. Regardless of whether the other side is willing to risk rescue for their own sake, creating a seriously wounded person who needs to be taken care of is more cost-effective than killing him directly.

His approach was a bit despicable, but quite effective. The general-purpose machine gun that had just moved its position opened fire again, and the anti-material sniper rifle on the rooftop of the prison building in the distance also roared.

A dark figure appeared silently behind Jack like a civet cat, almost crawling on the ground, and moved to his side.

"What are you doing here?"

Jack was a little surprised. Why did old man Mason come up at this time?

"It looks like you need an observer." Mason pointed to his eyes, "I forgot to bring my glasses, but presbyopia seems to be able to help a little."

Seeing Jack's expression of what nonsense you are talking about, the old man smiled bitterly, "Well, it's that thing that Gusby is tossing that really creeps me out. I just want to stay away from those ghost things."

"You have to know that even if we hide up, if there is a problem below, we will only die half a minute later." Jack shrugged at him while holding SR25 against the pillar.

"But at least I don't need to listen to that stupid guy repeatedly emphasizing to me how dangerous the thing he is dealing with is, and if we fail, our spinal nerve signals will be cut off and we will die in half a minute.

I can feel the pain in my back now."

Jack didn't hear what he said next, because at this time, the anti-material sniper rifle on the roof of the prison building roared again, but this time it moved the shooting position like the general-purpose machine gun before.