Boom!
The grenades that exploded in the air enveloped the criminals, and the flying metal balls howled like ghosts.
Threatened by the grenades that flew at them every now and then, the remaining two hundred or so criminals actually didn't organize a counterattack, and could only flee and shoot randomly.
No one dared to gather together. Once there were too many people gathered together, a grenade would suddenly fly from the side and blow up a large number of people.
On the other side, Martin and Roger had been under a lot of pressure. There were twenty to thirty people firing at them.
But a few grenades suddenly fell among the criminals and instantly wiped out half of them. The criminals on the other side lost their courage and fled like rats.
Martin: "…"
Roger took a breath and mumbled, "Do you think God is watching over us? There are so many people on the other side, but we're still alive. "
Martin snorted. "Does God know how to throw grenades? Let's go. I think I see Dito. "
Roger perked up. "Where?"
Martin: "Follow me. Don't let those experts throw a grenade at you and blow you up."
Roger: "Seriously?"
Martin: "… Fine. I hate to admit it, but those experts seem to know our route like the back of their hand."
He didn't say anything else.
To be able to do this, it had to be an elite special forces squad working together to be able to advance and retreat so easily.
But Martin couldn't understand why this squad, which was so strong, would help him.
"Five cars are coming in from the back. Four are SUVs and one is a pickup with a machine gun. It's Dito's reinforcements. Be careful. Unlike the small fries in the stronghold, these people are very professional. "
He asked, "Where are the new reinforcements?"
Selina said, "They're fighting Martin and Roger at the place where you ambushed the armored car. You might have to hurry. Martin and Roger can't hold on much longer. "
In fact, Martin and Roger couldn't hold on much longer, but couldn't hold on at all.
Almost thirty new reinforcements got out of the five vehicles. Equipped with UMP submachine guns and M4A1s, they were well-trained, fast, and had a clear target.
With their teamwork, they didn't even need to use the heavy machine gun on the pickup to beat Martin and the other man to the point where they didn't dare to show their heads.
Now, the five vehicles had received Dito. They covered each other as they retreated to the convoy, ready to evacuate.
Not only that, under the command of these reinforcements, many of the bandits also gathered and began to advance toward the back door under the orders of these reinforcements.
Together with this batch of reinforcements, about fifty people formed a small group and were attracting the nearby criminals to join them.
People always had a tendency to follow blindly.
In times of chaos, most people would choose to follow the main force.
This batch of reinforcements played a leading role.
Looking at the reinforcements, Luke found it a little tricky.
He had already thrown out all the grenades he had stolen, and the new batch of people were quite skilled in tactics.
While using the cannon fodder to spread out and open a path, they also left a safe distance between themselves so that they could take turns to cover their retreat at any time.
Luke was very good at shooting, but after he killed three to five people, these guys would focus on him.
Moreover, the speed at which they retreated was not particularly fast, but it was not slow either.
Luke would only need to kill half of them at most before they could all evacuate.
With the cannon fodder opening up a path, it wouldn't be easy for him to use rockets to kill the entire convoy.
Luke raised an eyebrow. The reinforcements this time were very skilled, and close to the level of a properly trained army. Dito's forces were indeed extraordinary.
Unfortunately, it was useless!
Dito was dead set on winning. Even Jesus couldn't stop him! That was what Luke said.
At that moment, a pickup drove out from around the corner.
Looking at the pickup, Luke rolled his eyes and raised his hand to shoot the criminal in the driver's seat. The pickup then crashed into a nearby house.
Nobody in the area cared about this minor accident.
Luke quickly snuck into the house. After fiddling with the pickup for a moment, he came out with a new weapon in his hand.
Just as these people were regrouping and gradually regaining their morale, the expressions of several criminals facing the back door suddenly changed.
Several criminals with quick reflexes simply lunged to the side and crawled to the cover on both sides on all fours.
In one of the SUVs in the convoy, a tough-looking man was holding a walkie-talkie and shouting, "Don't waste any more time. Hurry up and retreat. Open up a path. Find a car and drive it. Prioritize a pickup with a machine gun … F * ck! Why are you running?! "
"M- machine gun ~" The criminal not far away from his car widened his eyes so much that they almost fell out of their sockets. He crawled away in a hurry, pissing his pants.
Stunned for a moment, the man suddenly felt that something wasn't right. He abruptly turned his head.
In that instant, it was as if the whole world had slowed down to a crawl.
A tall and sturdy figure walked out from the corner of the wall behind them with heavy footsteps. As his footsteps landed, layers of dust were stirred up.
The man's keen eyesight seemed to be in slow motion as he looked at the man, the weapon in his hand that swayed slightly with his body, and the long ammo belt on the tall figure.
The man's pupils abruptly constricted.
The tall figure was actually very fast. In a few steps, he reached the middle of the road and turned to face the convoy as well as the fifty to sixty criminals in front of it.
"Surprise! Motherf * cker! "A loud roar filled with African characteristics rang out, and all the gangsters trembled.
Apart from the criminals who had already started to flee, everyone else subconsciously looked over.
A hard, black, thick, and long gun barrel, a brutal battlefield weapon, a long chain of dazzling bullets, and a tall and sturdy figure standing with one foot in front of the other entered their sight.
In the next moment, there was a dull boom that was completely different from that of a rifle.
Bang! Bang!
The criminals at the very front suddenly exploded into a rain of blood.
To be more precise, it was countless bodies that had been blown to smithereens.
Holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, the man who had given the order shouted crazily, "Disperse! Disperse! Machine gunners, return fire! "
Unfortunately, it was too late.
As the biggest threat to Luke, the gunner from the pickup truck had only subconsciously turned his machine gun a little when his entire head disappeared, and only a bunch of blurry objects flew out.
Naturally, the heavy machine gun had to be the first to be taken out!
Luke's first target was this machine gunner.
After taking care of the machine gunner, Luke's arms went all out for once. At the same time he opened fire, he quickly adjusted the muzzle and fired at the dozens of criminals in front of him one by one.
When the muzzle swept across the body of an SUV, his fingers moved slightly.
Bang! Bang!
The elegant muzzle of the heavy machine gun brought out an incomparably smooth burst fire.
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