Halfway through his words, he realized that there was a rustling sound in the tactical earphones and there was no signal at all.

The driver stepped on the accelerator completely, and the front of the car rushed towards the hillside ahead.

The fire flashed suddenly and the branches of the tree shattered.

Disperse the convoys at the first moment of the exchange of fire between the enemy and ourselves, so that the convoys originally arranged in columns can cross to form a multi-line attack, which greatly exerts the suppressive power of the machine gunners.

There are about 50 enemy drug dealers, also with machine gunners and individual shoulder-mounted rocket support. As for the snipers...

Milburn shouted in the car, and the policeman sitting on Gu's right who was holding a G36 rifle and with a scar under the right corner of his eye rolled down the window, stretched out the muzzle of the gun, and put his right eye on the reflective sight.

superior.

This is modern warfare. Flesh and blood are vulnerable to powerful weapons of destruction. Who is going to fight you?

But Gu Ji had experienced World War II after all.

At present, members of the National Guard combat team are constantly advancing alternately under the pressure of armed pickup truck gunners.

"Captain Milburn, Column..."

Gu Ji hurriedly took off the first aid kit from Kelun's lower back, found medical gauze and hemostatic agent, and helped him apply pressure to stop the bleeding. The effect was only minimal. The arteries and blood vessels ruptured and blood poured into the alveolar cavities. Every time Kelun breathed, he was accompanied by a large amount of blood.

Foam sprayed out, and he could only stare at Gu Ji with his eyes.

At this moment, intensive gunshots suddenly rang out from the direction of the drug traffickers' convoy.

Theoretically, a battle must first determine the target.

"Firepower strike completed!"

"No one in car No. 3 was injured..."

In other words, Milburn had just completed a "mini version" of artillery support.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Damn it! It's M2! Sniper! Pull out the heavy machine gun for me!"

Group B is now using a triangle tactic, alternating and advancing.

"You are easily injured like this, and I can't protect your safety! And you have no law enforcement rights in Mexico, so you can use guns..."

After landing, all kinds of whooshing sounds seemed to be in his ears. Gu Ji quickly crawled under the hail of bullets and hid behind a bush. He gasped softly. He found a Mexican cypress tree trunk and stood up to lean against it. He began to observe the firefighting area in the forest.

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Under the cover of machine guns, the car doors opened in unison.

When Milburn saw the corpses of his men, his eyes turned red. He gripped the handle of the G36 rifle tightly and chewed it with murderous intent: "All vehicles pursued at full speed! Kill drug dealers immediately if found!!"

"Hurry and take cover!"

Countless machine guns and rifles fired cracklingly in the forest, and two consecutive rounds were defeated in the hands of drug dealers, causing the National Guard policemen who had long been suppressed to vent their madness at this moment.

The moment he noticed something was wrong with the appearance of the drone, he quickly thought of the transaction ledger file in Riddell's computer, which mentioned that the "Sinaloa Group" had purchased a batch of suicide drones, but there was no such thing.

Thinking of it, I was still a step too slow.

The 5.56-caliber NATO bullet can only leave a faint white dent on the steel plate armor. Even if it hits the bulletproof windshield, it will only be a white pattern half the size of a palm.

"Colen, knock him down."

The armed pickup truck and its machine gunner instantly flew up, then fell heavily, burning with fierce flames.

He had seen tanks, airplanes, and artillery. He could quickly digest the scene before him, so he quickly picked up the G36 rifle in his hand and prepared to follow the combat team to advance.

"Fire support team! Southwest, 200 meters away, there are multiple armored vehicles on target. No detailed coordinates. Find a way to get the heavy machine gun to stop first!"

"Da da da..."

The drone exploded instantly, with a "pop" sound, and something unknown shot through the side of Coren's face.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Gu Ji lowered his head and glanced at Colen's body, snatching the fully equipped G36 rifle from his hands, including the magazine on the vest, and the Glock 19 pistol at his waist.

Gunshots rang out, and the two drones were hit by bullets one after another. Like a kite with a broken string, one fell directly to the ground, while the other spiraled down and got stuck in a tree branch.

"Farke! Farke! I want to get off! I want to get off!"

"yes!"

Intense gunshots rang out, and it was almost dusk. Gu Ji could even see the machine gun flames sprayed from the drug traffickers' muzzles in the smoke. Bullets swept on both sides of the convoy, and most of them were attracted by their Hummer M1152 light armored vehicle.

Milburn looked back and saw Colen covering the side of his face and throat with his hands, gasping hard, "Damn! Test, test! Report the injury immediately!!"

He didn't know whether Milburn was agitated, or whether he had been in the army for a long time and had a hardened mindset, focusing only on fighting.

Gu Ji's brain was running rapidly, making tactical evaluation and calculations in his mind.

Coren immediately raised his gun again and aimed at the drone on the tree branch.

"It seems that the drug dealers' drones are more advanced than ours. Even if the remote control signal is lost, they can continue to stay in the air and wait for the signal to reconnect."

Kick open the car door, jump and roll.

But the moment he pulled the trigger.

"Fire!"

A total of 35 people from the National Guard came this time, divided into machine gun team, sniper team, fire support team, and two combat groups A and B. Each of the combat groups has about 9 people.

Gu Ji took out his telescope.

Two seconds passed, and the drone in the sky still did not fall.

Barrett's deafening gunfire rang out from the jungle behind him, even covering the machine gun. A cloud of blood mist exploded in the drug traffickers' convoy, and a drug trafficker holding a launcher fell to the ground.

In this scenario, it refers to the passengers of flight AM649.

"I'm right behind you, under the big branching tree at 4 o'clock." Gu Ji quickly reported the coordinates of the reference object and asked Milburn to confirm.

If you read correctly, the fire support team should be using the most common 40×46mm low-velocity grenade, which is mainly used to fill the firepower gap between grenades and mortars, and can effectively deal with infantry and light armored targets.

The one on the ground was completely rotten, but the one on the branch was only damaged on one side of its wing. The strange thing was that it was completely different from the drones he had seen used by drug dealers before, much like the four drones on the DJI Mavic 3.

The wing drone also has an integrated cuboid bulge on the back.

Bang--!

As soon as the gunfire rang out, a policeman among the combatants in Group B fell to the ground instantly, clutching his thigh and screaming repeatedly.

"ah!"

"Damn it! Jeff got shot!"

The policeman next to him was about to step forward to pull his companion, but Gu Ji shouted to stop: "The drug dealers have snipers! Be careful to surround them for reinforcements! Seal the cigarettes first! Create a safe window!"
Chapter completed!