Chapter 140 Retreat

The three machine guns went dumb, and this change immediately caught the attention of Zhou Qingfeng and the butcher. The two yelled Minsk's name on the radio at the same time, and it took a while before the driver of the armored vehicle where Minsk was located replied: "Mr. Minsk was shot."

"Shot? Where was the shot? He was killed?" Butcher and Minsk were good friends, and his tone was full of worry and surprise at the moment.

The driver's reply was also extremely nervous, "He was shot in the neck, he was covering his wound and was bandaging it, the wound was bleeding continuously, he couldn't speak, and his condition was not very good."

Zhou Qingfeng immediately took the lead and shouted on the radio: "Butcher, you and Minsk's car should evacuate immediately, and give Minsk first aid on the way, and I'll stop it."

As soon as the words fell, another bullet hit the machine gun turret of Butcher's armored vehicle with a bang, and was blocked by the bulletproof steel plate, causing it to ricochet. The angry butcher shrank his neck in fright, and immediately cursed: "It's a sniper! Shoot us from a building opposite the city hall."

"Leave quickly." When Zhou Qingfeng heard that there was a sniper, he immediately turned the machine gun turret, so that his front faced the direction of the bullet, and observed through the bulletproof glass. But before he took a second glance, a bullet targeted him, and hit the armor plate with a similar sound.

"Fuck! This guy is in St. Paul's Church." Zhou Qingfeng aimed at the opponent's approximate location and shot a shuttle. He clearly saw the muzzle flash of the church, and the other party wanted to shoot the bullet in from the top of the machine gun tower.

Butcher and Minsk's vehicles were retreating. Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's instructions, he also immediately aimed at the top of St. Paul's Cathedral. It's just that the M249 he used was not equipped with any sights, and it was quite difficult to see the target two or three hundred meters away with the naked eye.

"Victor, don't make that bastard feel better, I'm going to see Minsk." The butcher was worried about his friend, so he evacuated first.

And Zhou Qingfeng only saw the approximate location of the target, but he didn't see anyone. After aiming for a long time, he gave up random shooting and gave orders to 'dog meat': "Silly dog, go to St. Paul's Church, that sniper is probably evacuating, this guy has attacked us three times, this time we must not let him escape gone."

'Dog Meat' was near St. Paul's Church. He rushed into the church at a speed of 120 kilometers after hearing the order, and quickly climbed up the stairs.

At this moment, Koval did not retreat immediately. He was confident that he was in control of the situation. The opponent did not have any snipers who could restrain him, nor did they have large-caliber machine guns. And he has a natural advantage in long-range shooting.

And before Zhou Qingfeng broke into the city hall square, Nieto and others who were staying on top of St. Paul's Church first realized that something was wrong. However, in addition to alerting Koval one after another,

All I could do was watch the three armored vehicles smash through the roadblocks with ease and start killing in the square.

Nothing can stop him, he can only stare blankly.

Even though it was far away, Nieto felt terrified, with an uncontrollable fear in his heart. The square was turned into a slaughterhouse in an instant, and the three armored vehicles were like death gods from hell, killing crazily. Countless people were running away, falling down, and dying. The terrifying atmosphere at the scene deeply affected him, and he wanted to cry out loud in despair.

The others are also similar to Nieto. No matter how fierce and fearless they once claimed to be, they are either dumbfounded, sobbing in a low voice, or burying their heads in their arms, praying to God incessantly in the face of such a lifeless situation. , and at the same time rejoiced that he was not massacred in the square.

I don't know how long it took before a gunshot rang out on the top floor. Nieto yelled in surprise, and the others became hysterical, but after a while of calm, one of the three armored vehicles stopped firing. .

"What are you afraid of?" Koval said coldly. He pulled the bolt, and a round bounced through the ejection window. The entire floor looked at him with admiration as he pushed the breech bolt again to load a round.

"Mr. Koval, did you hit the machine gunner?"

"It's too powerful, Mr. Koval, quickly kill the other two machine gunners."

"God forbid, with Mr. Koval here, we can still deal with these cops."

"Stupid, that's not the police. It's just guys in police cars. Only a calm guy like Mr. Kowal can handle them."

Everyone shouted and chirped, but Koval was very satisfied with this kind of praise. On the contrary, Nieto silently grabbed the binoculars and found that the three armored vehicles were not defeated because of this, they just retreated.

"The people on the high platform are almost dead, and the Jetas gang is finished." Instead, Nieto lamented in his heart. He saw that Los Zetas and Guzman seemed to be lying in a pool of blood. No, no..., these two guys are not dead, they climbed up from the pile of corpses.

It can be seen through the telescope that Los Zetas is fine at all, but Guzman seems to have been pierced through one leg, and can only escape into the city hall by jumping on one leg, looking extremely embarrassed.

"It's a pity." Nieto sighed inwardly. Although he now relies on the Zetas gang to make a living, he is very afraid of Guzman, extremely scared, and he really hopes that someone can kill that terrible guy so that he can feel at ease.

Koval fired two more shots, but it seemed to have no effect. The machine gunners of the remaining two armored vehicles took precautions and hid their bodies tightly inside the machine gun turrets, never showing themselves again.

After squatting for a long time but had no chance, Koval had no choice but to give up. He saw that Zhou Qingfeng's machine gun turret was facing St. Paul's Church, so he didn't dare to shoot at will, in case he was hit by the stray bullets from the opponent's bullets. , would be too unlucky.

"Let's retreat and get out of here." Koval wanted to tell Guzman on the radio, but all he could hear was a burst of screams.

Peña Nieto also regrouped his nine subordinates. Although he was not very dignified as the captain, with Koval present, no one dared to disobey him.

It's just that the team assembled, but Nieto didn't give the order to leave. He led the team and stood in the aisle on the floor, blocking Koval behind him.

"What happened? We have to leave quickly." Koval looked forward impatiently with a sniper rifle on his back.

Nieto, who was at the front, backed away tremblingly and said, "There is a dog, the one running around in the square! It ran up, and it was right in front of us."

"What is there to be afraid of a dog? Shoot it and kill it, and we can still have a meal at night." Koval said disdainfully. But as soon as he finished speaking, he found that the wretches in front of him were slowly retreating, waiting for the crowd to disperse to both sides, and he finally understood what was wrong?

A normal dog would not have steel teeth in its mouth, sharp knives protruding from its feet, or weird electronic eyes on its head. Not to mention that in the face of a large number of people with guns, it was still aggressive, pressing forward every step of the way, and let out a series of low growls that made people tremble.

This is not a dog at all, this is a killing machine! (To be continued.) Enable new URL