Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 956 - 892: Fierce Battle

Mountain Eagle wanted to refuse support, but before he could speak, Robbin, under Galahad's cover, dashed into the edge of the woods through the smoke, swiftly crossing the bullet-filled battlefield...

When Mountain Eagle saw Robbin rolling and crawling down the embankment on his side, he stood up and fired a burst of bullets at the distant enemies, then ran over to pull Robbin out of the ditch.

Robbin grabbed Mountain Eagle's hand to climb out of the ditch, then quickly dashed forward in a bear crawl to the back of the still-smoking truck.

Looking at the scattered corpses, Robbin paused for a moment, quickly peered ahead to survey the situation, then turned to Mountain Eagle and said, "Six of them; you stay to draw their attention, I'll flank them from the side."

Mountain Eagle swapped in a new magazine for his AK-105, shook his head, and said, "We need to take out their drone control team first. I've found their location; now we need to storm past."

Robbin listened, furrowing his brow, and said, "Storm through?"

Mountain Eagle pointed above and said, "Unless you want to give them time to launch another drone to bomb us."

Robbin nodded and said, "OK, I'll go right, you go left..."

Mountain Eagle looked at the bushes on the left and the open ditch embankment on the right, shook his head, rushed to the edge of the truck's cabin, grabbed the dangling door, and forcefully yanked it off...

In Robbin's astonished gaze, Mountain Eagle forcibly tore off the door...

As Mountain Eagle carried the door back, he shouted loudly, "Don't just stand there, strip those Big Beard gunmen of their bullet-proof vests..."

Seeing Mountain Eagle's confident demeanor, Robbin, who already knew what he intended, quickly bent down, dashed into the bushes, pulled the bullet-proof vests off several dead Big Beard gunmen, and after returning, directly draped the vests over the car door, then haphazardly wrapped some fabric tape around it.

Mountain Eagle liked smart people like this. Once the improvised shield was ready, he gripped the handle on the inside of the car door with one hand, raising the three hundred-pound 'shield' to waist level under Robbin's astonished gaze...

No matter how strong Mountain Eagle was, single-handedly lifting a three hundred-pound shield was taxing, but fortunately, the built-in exoskeleton patches of the flexible armor provided significant assistance, using mechanical structure advantages to offset most of the weight.

Mountain Eagle slightly moved his limbs to confirm there was no hindrance, then placed the AK-105 in the gap between two bullet-proof vests that used to be the window space, and looked at a dumbfounded Robbin, saying, "Are you ready?"

Robbin instinctively leaned in, gripping the edge of the car door with his left hand to add support, only to find his strength disrupted Mountain Eagle's balance, so he firmly nodded, huddled his neck, and aimed his gun into the distance under Mountain Eagle's disdainful gaze...

"Let's go..."

After confirming Robbin was ready, Mountain Eagle decisively ordered, then stepped out from the truck's cover, holding the 'shield', advancing toward the Big Beards already within a 400-meter range.

The other side probably didn't expect Mountain Eagle to abandon cover and face them head-on...

The moment the thick car door with bullet-proof vests appeared in the scope, the leading Big Beard shouted and pulled the trigger first...

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The 5.45mm bullets from the AKM poured toward Mountain Eagle and Robbin as if they were free.

However, the 400-meter distance, coupled with the shield's protection, rendered the swift-reacting Big Beards' shots ineffective.

Mountain Eagle felt the vibration on the 'shield', but his left arm held steady like it had a built-in stabilizer, while he saw a machine gunner lying on the ground, and an assistant gunner sorting out MG3 ammunition from the side...

"Robbin, machine gunner..."

As Mountain Eagle shouted, he pulled the trigger, continuously shooting in the machine gunner's direction...

While Robbin, after downing one Big Beard, turned his gun and began shooting as well...

If it were a shooting range, 400 meters would be an easy distance, but in the tense battlefield, maintaining accuracy and efficiency at 400 meters mark is what separates ordinary people from precise shooters.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The M27 in Robbin's hands was system standard provided by Mountain Eagle, equipped with a high-definition small conch scope, which laid the foundation for Robbin's exceptional performance.

Feeling a heavy responsibility, Robbin, in the moment the machine gunner was suppressed, pulled the trigger and took down the assistant gunner beside him, then risked extending his body to fire, shooting continuously around the machine gun.

Without pausing to see if the machine gunner was dead, he shouted 'changing magazine' as soon as his magazine was empty, then handed over the shooting task to Mountain Eagle, quickly swapping in a new magazine himself...

Due to his stance, Mountain Eagle couldn't accurately aim through the scope, so he rhythmically pulled the trigger to suppress the opponent.

When he saw Robbin complete the magazine change, Mountain Eagle fired his last bullet, quickly pushed the magazine release to let it drop, then tilted the rifle body and clamped the stock to his neck, single-handedly pulling a new magazine into the chamber...

Seeing Robbin smoothly suppress the opponents, Mountain Eagle forcefully pulled the bolt with his right hand, then sped up, shouting, "Be aware, I'm going to speed up a bit..."

At this time, the distance had closed to 200 meters, which was within Mountain Eagle's most comfortable shooting range...

"Bang bang..."

A precise double shot hit a Big Beard's head, and the blood and brains that exploded finally made the remaining two Big Beards react...

They shouted loudly and turned around, trying to hide in the ditch nearby, hoping to use the cover of the ditch to attempt breaking Mountain Eagle's shield again.

Their fighting spirit was surprisingly strong, but facing true experts, without favorable terrain, mere grit is unlikely to change the outcome.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Mountain Eagle and Robbin simultaneously pulled the trigger, taking down the last two Big Beards.

Then Mountain Eagle charged towards the fallen machine gunner with the heavy shield before the people on the other side of the road could react...

Looking at the heavily injured machine gunner, Mountain Eagle frowned and finished him with a shot to the head, then slung his gun behind him, squatted down, and picked up the MG3 machine gun from the ground with one hand...

Robbin, without needing a reminder, lunged at the assistant gunner, removed the ammo belt wrapped around him, and draped it over himself.

The gun had 80 bullets, and Robbin had 200 bullets on him, which was enough for Mountain Eagle's planned assault on the opponents.

"Let's go..."

......

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A few pre-made improvised bombs exploded on the path of the advancing Tractor...

The opponent used the simplest infantry-tank coordination tactics, smoothly cutting the distance between the two sides in half.

Once both sides entered the range of automatic rifles, the confrontation started becoming increasingly intense...

The explosions from a few bombs did not halt the large Tractor; they only severely injured several accompanying gunmen.

Meanwhile, the 'Replacer' Assassins, who were passively forced into the woods by the truck, also reacted and began running and firing within the woods.

This group had only undergone basic military training, and the desire for drugs and riches had already fried their brains. Now, they only thought about killing everyone in the woods to collect the bounty.

Mi Lu, Camel, and Eddie, with the farthest shooting range, held the front, while Blood Fox and Galahad, whose combined age exceeded 130, reluctantly picked up their rifles and engaged the reckless fools in the woods.

Galahad, relying on a large tree, shot dead a particularly fanatical gunman and, before the enemy retaliation arrived, executed a very clumsy sideways roll, then lay prone and pulled the trigger repeatedly, injuring an exposed gunman.

When Galahad attempted to stand, he felt a tightness in his waist, his body twitching briefly, followed by a painful muffled groan...

Not far away, Blood Fox pulled a knife from a gunman's neck, then shoved the yet-breathing gunman to shield others' views, while sticking the UMP45 muzzle out from the gunman's ribs to unleash a burst of fire.

"Da da da da..."

After knocking down two more people with the burst, Blood Fox noticed Galahad's unusual behavior. He forcefully shoved the wounded forward, simultaneously crouched and made his way to a large tree near Galahad, shooting a wounded gunman through the head...

Seeing Galahad clutching his old waist and writhing on the ground, Blood Fox frowned, bent down, dashed forward, grabbed his back strap, and dragged him behind a large tree...

"What's wrong with you?"

Galahad, lifted up by Blood Fox, sat like he'd been shocked, his body trembling awkwardly as he spoke in a low tone, "My waist is injured..."

Upon hearing this, Blood Fox intended to check. However, Galahad grabbed his hand and said, "It's not a bullet wound. I strained my back during the roll earlier. Just give me a moment, and I'll be fine..."

Blood Fox paused, then disdainfully stood up and darted elsewhere, simultaneously loudly declaring over the radio, "I knew the Round Table Knights from England were all wimps..."

Just as Blood Fox was ranting, Eddie suddenly shouted from the front, "Blood Fox, detonate the bomb, we can barely hold on..."

Upon hearing this, Blood Fox immediately pulled out a remote control with a keypad from his pocket, pressing several numbers...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions erupted not far away...

The power of Mountain Eagle's custom-made improvised bombs was quite limited, but with the steel balls and rubble flying chaotically close to the ground, they also caused considerable damage to the ground troops.

Moreover, luck was on their side this time, as a bomb exploded right near the Tractor, blowing apart the Tractor's large rear tire.

As the Tractor stubbornly advanced dozens of meters after, the shredded tire completely blocked the right rear wheel's rotation space.

Seeing the pressure from the front suddenly dropping, Eddie, holding an M27, immediately turned and dashed deeper into the woods to help Blood Fox intercept the Replacer gunmen entering the woods...