Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1326 Dragon Breath Bullet, Carbon-Based Biological Destroyer

The glass door was hit by a bullet and shattered instantly.

Fully armed American soldiers rushed in from outside as the small group was being organized.

The moment he heard the gunshot, Dodge dropped to the ground and hid behind the bar.

When he saw so many soldiers rushing in without restraint, all he felt was anger.

As a member of the Korean people, it's the most ridiculous joke that a bunch of Americans came to our land instead of a Korean army.

Dodge hid under the bar, clutching his gun tightly. He couldn't show his face now; if he did, the enemy outnumbered him and he would be killed instantly.

Meanwhile, inside the operating room, Wubu's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his face was pale and unsightly.

"The enemy is coming!"

"know."

Qin Feng used tweezers to remove the second bullet stuck in Fang Qin's leg bone and dropped it onto a metal tray.

"Sew up his wounds, and I'll take care of the outside."

Watching Qin Feng's departing figure with his gun, Xu Wu's heart pounded like a twelve-cylinder engine.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, picked up the surgical sutures he had prepared beforehand, and began to suture Fang Qin's wound.

During the process, my hands trembled quite badly, partly because I was under a lot of mental tension for too long and didn't get enough rest.

Another reason is that he himself was injured and bleeding, so he has low blood sugar at this moment.

Add to that the chaotic environment outside and the numerous near-death experiences.

Xu Wu shook his head vigorously and smiled bitterly: "This is absolutely the most thrilling mission I've ever experienced in my life, bar none!"

At that moment, he even had the idea of ​​applying to step down from his post after returning home.

He dedicated the first half of his life to the military, to national security, and to his country.

In the second half of his life, he wants to spend more time with his family, take his daughter to the aquarium, and accompany her as she grows up.

This job is really too stressful, it's so damn torturous.

The salary isn't high, but I'm working myself to the bone every day!

......

chug!

As Qin Feng stepped out the door, he first used his submachine gun to take down two enemies who were coming towards him.

Then, using the wall and blind spots, they dodged bullets coming from the other side.

He hid behind cover, then stretched his hand out from the wall and fired randomly, hitting a few more guys who tried to approach.

With just a glance, he could remember the approximate locations of the enemies in the front hall. Even with seemingly simple random shots, he could predict their movements and thus kill them.

Dodge, who was hiding behind the bar, saw Qin Feng kill five or six people in just a short time.

Shocked, he immediately seized the opportunity and jumped out from under the bar.

He fired his submachine gun at the enemies at the door, but not everyone who was hit fell.

Several of them were shot but managed to get up unharmed.

"Bulletproof vest!"

Dodge turned his head seriously, only to find that Qin Feng had already suddenly appeared in front of the two enemies.

The blade pierced straight into the throat with lightning speed, killing someone more decisively and efficiently than killing a chicken.

In other words, every shot Qin Feng had fired earlier was aimed at the head, not the body.

What kind of marksmanship is that? He could hit above the neck without even looking.

More heavily armed enemies poured in from outside, and Qin Feng emptied his submachine gun and spare magazine.

Dodged a burst of bullets from above by crouching low, and forcefully hurled his backpack toward Qin Feng.

Qin Feng reached out and took it, unzipped the backpack, and an M1216 semi-automatic shotgun appeared before him, along with a lot of shotgun ammunition inside.

Ignoring the remaining weapons in his bag, he took out the shotgun, quickly reloaded it, and dashed out at an astonishing speed.

Kaka!

boom!

boom!

The enemy you encounter head-on is either wearing a bulletproof vest or a blast helmet.

Anyone who gets shot head-on by Qin Feng will surely be covered in blood and fall to the ground dead.

Shotguns also have a terrifying name: carbon-based biological destroyers.

Especially at close range, being hit head-on by a buckshot is certain death.

Qin Feng moved with flair, constantly dodging and weaving using his agility and the various cover in the hall. When he couldn't dodge, he would finish off the enemy with close-quarters combat.

"careful!"

The sudden appearance of the two enemies caught Qin Feng off guard.

He pulled the trigger, only to find that the shotgun was out of ammunition.

Qin Feng swung the butt of his gun and struck the other man's riot helmet.

The heavy blow not only shattered the helmet visor but also smashed his facial bones.

He then snatched the gun from another man's hand and kicked him in the groin, causing the man to slide two or three meters away on the ground in pain.

Qin Feng crouched behind a wall, dodging grenades thrown by the enemy, while holding a gun in one hand and taking out four special bullets from his pocket with his left.

They inserted the bullets into the barrel one by one in a straight line, and then took out the remaining four and held them in their hands.

Before he could finish loading all his ammunition, he had already opened fire on the enemy again.

boom!

A ball of fire exploded in front of the enemy.

The immense impact sent the enemy flying directly at him.

Qin Feng turned his gun around and fired another Dragon Breath bullet, sending the two men who were surrounding Dodge flying through the flames.

As he charged forward, Qin Feng swiftly loaded the remaining four bullets into his gun, followed by a continuous barrage of fire.

It was clearly a semi-automatic shotgun, but in Qin Feng's hands, it was used to perform like an automatic rifle.

Seeing the countless dead and wounded soldiers at the stairwell, the assault team leader in charge looked worse than if he had eaten shit.

"Fuck, they said they were going to capture two or three people, but they didn't say they were this strong in combat!"

"Delta, calling Delta, when will you arrive? When will you be able to get here?"

Sean, on the other end of the walkie-talkie, had already arrived at the top of the office building by helicopter.

Sean descended to the rooftop platform using a rope, followed closely by the five Delta elites.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon. We'll delay them; they won't be able to handle it."

"Fuck, hurry up, I might not be able to hold on!"

Sean didn't respond further, but instead coldly turned off the walkie-talkie and spoke to his men.

"It's 100% certain that it's that group of people. There shouldn't be anyone else with such strong fighting power besides them."

"With those guys wearing down our firepower and some of our men critically wounded and on the verge of death, I really can't think of any way to let them escape."

"Brothers, our chance to redeem ourselves has arrived! Whether our year-end bonuses will be multiplied depends entirely on this one deal. Let's go!"