Chapter 900 Old Driver, You Drive!

Hearing the sound of cars approaching from far to near, Zhou Qingfeng, who was climbing on a tree, hastily twisted off a thick branch beside him and threw it down.

Hmm..., the message tree. There is nothing wrong with the means of communication in the soil. Qingfeng, an underground militiaman, gave instructions and quickly passed on the order—all pay attention and prepare to fight.

At this juncture, it's worth it if you don't make it. Otherwise, people can escape into the mountains and barren mountains to eat wind and drink farts, but the convoy cannot escape.

An m3 personnel carrier at the front appeared in view, and Zhou Qingfeng took out the tattered red flag. This was originally tied on the convoy but was taken down as a signal flag. While the flag was raised high, the militiaman responsible for pulling the string of the soil bomb tightened the hemp rope in his hand.

When the personnel carrier was still about ten meters away from the burial site, Zhou Qingfeng waved down the red flag heavily. The militiamen who pulled the string hid in the bushes more than 20 meters away from the site where the soil bomb was buried and pulled it hard.

An earthen grenade was pulled, and strapped to it was about half a kilogram of T*n*T explosives, enough to blow the troop carrier into the sky. After waving the red flag, Zhou Qingfeng was waiting for the picture.

The cold wind is still howling, the temperature is still freezing, everything in this wilderness is as usual, and the convoy of the Nanbang Supply Station continues to drive. Damn it, that grenade didn't explode?

Zhou Qingfeng's mind immediately went numb..., and he was already scolded to death for his ability to make hand grenades, this craft is too trendy! But just when he was thinking about starting the rescue plan, the grenade exploded - it was delayed by three seconds, it really killed people.

Half a kilogram of dynamite was still detonated, but it failed to blow up any car. Due to the three-second delay, Nanbang's troop carrier had already passed the location where the bomb was planted, a distance of seven or eight meters.

The explosion made violent noise and vibrations, and also raised a large amount of dust to fill the entire battlefield. But because it didn't blow up right, the power at most shattered the windows of the trucks at the Nanbang supply station, and scared the shit out of its soldiers and jumped off the convoy.

It's a lie..., this explosion has almost no great results. But now that the battle is starting, it's impossible not to do it. let's hit!

Taking advantage of the opponent's dizziness, Zhou Qingfeng waved the red flag twice again, and the two personnel carriers controlled by his side immediately rushed out roaring. They will launch a deadly assault.

And Zhou Qingfeng was not idle, he had a few cluster grenades at hand, six grenades were bundled together, and tied firmly with a waistband more than one meter long. Grabbing the waistband, he swung it over his head with all his strength.

The cluster grenade spun three times above Zhou Qingfeng's head, and then swished out of his hand. A bundle of six grenades flew out of the ring for a distance of more than 50 meters, and hit a truck driving on the road with a bang.

The cluster grenade broke through the window and landed on the driver's seat. The driver of the car was terrified by the sound of the explosion just now, and now there was a large bundle of smoking grenades beside him, and he immediately yelled loudly, opened the car door and jumped out.

Boom... the cluster grenade exploded, and the driver who just jumped out of the cab was instantly engulfed by the shock wave. After a few seconds, a louder explosion shook the world—the Nanbang truck was loaded with ammunition and was detonated!

Huge vibrations spread back and forth between the sky and the earth.

"What happened?" Lieutenant Nan Bang, who was at the rear of the convoy, was so frightened that he wanted to jump up. In fact, his question was meaningless. Hearing the continuous explosions, a fool would know that he was under attack.

"Get off the car, get off the car, fight back, fight back." Lieutenant Nan Bang yelled, but he himself got off the truck in a panic, and got into the grass and woods by the roadside like a headless fly.

The entire Nanbang convoy spread for hundreds of meters. After Zhou Qingfeng threw out two cluster grenades to create huge chaos, he began to shoot accurately with the '38 big cover' in his hand.

A large amount of smoke and dust rose up in front of the convoy to call people a target, and a large number of soldiers and officers who jumped out of the car behind became Zhou Qingfeng's targets.

With a snap shot, a Nanbang officer holding a pistol a hundred meters away was hit in the chest by a bullet. His continuous waving of command gestures attracted the eyes of the god of death. The soldiers who followed him hurriedly lowered their heads and retreated into the grass by the side of the road, no longer raising their heads easily.

But no matter how Zhou Qingfeng shoots, the number of enemies has an absolute advantage. Nanbang soldiers kept jumping out of the trucks, shooting indiscriminately in suspicious directions with the guns in their hands. This aimless attack could only embolden them.

However, this kind of bold behavior also caused them a lot of trouble. The two M3 personnel carriers that received the attack order rushed into the smoke and dust raised by the explosion.

The militia captain in the first car held the d-shaped grip of the m2hB, and the whole machine gun immediately began to vibrate rhythmically after pressing the trigger. Accompanied by a muzzle flame more than one meter long, large-caliber bullets shot out.

The squad leader of the driver also roared and rushed forward like a mad tiger. Bullets flew over his head in the convertible, and the louder the gunfire, the crazier he became. As a result, the old driver went a little too crazy and directly collided with Nanbang's leading troop carrier that was lucky not to be blown up.

The people in the two cars at the time of the collision were not feeling well.

The people on the Nanbang personnel carrier on the opposite side are being attacked suddenly and don't know what to do? It stands to reason that they should get out of the car immediately, and use the heavy machine guns on the car as the firepower pillar to counterattack. But before they can organize themselves in the smoke and dust, they are not afraid of death, and the desperate enemy has already killed them.

Fifty ammunition boxes were emptied within ten seconds. As soon as the firepower stopped, the militia captain in charge of shooting was immediately dumbfounded. The car also stopped, and when he got excited, he pulled the trigger to the end, and the bullets whizzed away.

The second personnel carrier at the back was at least as clever as it was, and passed by the side of the road as soon as it turned its head, taking over the position of leading the charge. And the captain of the militia immediately grabbed the prisoner Nanbang beside him with a grim expression - he only learned how to shoot a gun, but didn't learn how to reload it.

Just ten seconds after the prisoner reloaded, the smoke and dust from the explosion just dissipated slightly. The driver squad leader and the militia leader who crashed the car were now facing the situation on the m3 personnel carrier, and the thoughtless close-range critical attack just now had terrible consequences.

Since the M3 personnel carrier is an open compartment, the protection of the occupants in the vehicle is not complete, and all fifty large-caliber machine guns are sprayed on the opponent's compartment. Nanbang's personnel carrier driver, machine gunner, and several soldiers were all battered to pieces by machine gun bullets, and their bodies were incomplete.

After the bullet penetrated through several corpses, its power remained undiminished, and it continued to shoot at the following truck behind. The front of the truck was instantly shattered beyond recognition, covered with bullet holes, and a blood-red spatter mark was left on the driver's cab. That was the driver of the other party.

"I did this?" The panicked militia captain suddenly yelled, "I'm so good? If I can go back alive, I'll be a fucking braggart for the rest of my life."

With a click, the receiver cover of the m2hB was closed. Under the threat of bayonets, the captive Nan Bang filled a new 50 ammunition box.

After a successful blow, the captain of the militia immediately overflowed with pride. He yelled at the driver squad leader who was also in a daze: "What are you doing still in a daze? Old driver, you drive! Don't worry, I won't overturn with my skills." Announcement: This site recommends a free novel APP, bid farewell to all advertisements. Please follow the WeChat public account to download and install appxsyd