King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 572 551: The Unlucky Child in the Fierce Battle

The terrorists' counterattack was fierce, with machine guns, rifles, and RPGs firing wildly, causing the exterior wall of the small building where Joe Ga and his team were located to explode into flying debris.

Just when the terrorists thought they had Joe Ga and his team pinned down, a battered sedan that seed to be nothing more than a fra drove out from a courtyard.

As the car faced the small building where Joe Ga and his team were positioned, the man inside started to speed up, screaming as he sprinted forward.

"Bang"

Joe Ga, who had not returned fire till then, pulled the trigger, and the bullet from his SVD sniper rifle accurately hit the driver in the chest, causing the vehicle to lose control and crash into a nearby house.

The vehicle didn't explode, and Nis quickly turned his gun barrel to start searching...

"Be alert, it's a remotely detonated car bomb, the person responsible for detonation needs to see the car's location, then use a cell phone to detonate the bomb."

Joe Ga swiftly moved his gun barrel, scanning the rooftops of building after building until he locked onto a person holding a cell phone, attempting to escape down a ladder.

The man had no gun, and Joe Ga couldn't determine whether he was a terrorist or a civilian just watching the excitent.

But Joe Ga wasn't one to hesitate; unable to discern the man's identity, he resolutely pulled the trigger...

"Bang", the bullet struck the upper edge of the ladder, the exploding splinters startling the man, who then lost his grip and fell from the fourth floor, crashing heavily to the ground.

The instant the man hit the ground, two ard individuals rushed out from the courtyard, trying to lift him up and bring him to safety.

At this point, there was no need for hesitation. Since Joe Ga couldn't take the shot due to his angle, he simply yelled over to Dorian, "Elephant, blow them up..."

Dorian was crouched down controlling an automatic grenade launcher. The mont he heard the order, he quickly adjusted the barrel angle and a series of grenades were fired...

"Boom boom boom..."

Aside from the first three hitting the rooftop opposite them, the rest mostly landed inside that courtyard.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The series of explosions halted the opposition's counterattack for a mont, but they quickly reorganized a new offensive as they were nurous after all.

It was evident that the terrorists were also getting anxious. Operations like P·B involving offering food and promising rescues could cause people within the terrorists' controlled area to waver.

Now, they had to show sufficient strength to stabilize the situation in that area.

The small building occupied by Joe Ga and the BD teams stationed in the buildings on either side all faced a T-shaped intersection.

The five-story building provided a commanding view, but they couldn't directly attack the enemies moving on the lateral road.

In an era without drones, urban siege warfare would certainly favor the side with more people.

But now the situation was different. With the presence of Antar and the support of a technical team from the rear, the battlefield was one-way transparent for Joe Ga and his team.

"Attention, two ard pickup trucks, each with a recoilless rifle mounted on top, and 20 infantry with guns following in support. They're trying to provide cover for the artillery strike."

Hearing Antar's shout, Joe Ga pressed the communicator and spoke loudly, "King Kong, Elephant, get in position. 'Vanguard,' 'Grey Wolf,' can you see them?"

"Team B has a small field of fire, but we can use grenades to lock down a small area."

"Team D can see most of the road surface to the left of the T-intersection and can use machine guns to block it."

Hearing the responses from both teams, Joe Ga ordered loudly, "Wait for them to show themselves..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga felt a push and turned to see 'Kitten,' who had run back halfway through washing her hair.

Knowing what was expected of him, Joe Ga gave up his fighting position and picked up his HK417, running to the other side to crouch behind a barrier reinforced with stone sandbags...

"Ready, get ready..."

Joe Ga called out as the terrorists across started their attack first.

Every building that had a view of the small building where Joe Ga and his team were located had people shooting from it.

At a distance of roughly 400 ters, talking about precision with rifles and machine guns was nonsensical, yet the intense gunfire was still rather frightening.

Even if Joe Ga and his team were impressive, they couldn't fortify every part of the small building. Occasionally, stray bullets would penetrate the boarded-up windows, whistling as they entered the room and then blasting small pits in the walls.

The few people who stayed on the fifth floor clung to their positions, ignoring the terrifying stray bullets as they launched an accurate counterfire.

How effective could a sniper be when one side lacked heavy fire support?

Joe and his team quickly provided an answer...

"Bang, bang bang, bang..."

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Joe Ga's precise shooting was unlike that of an ordinary person; he would pull the trigger as soon as he spotted a target, not even pursuing a kill in one shot. Any position he could hit was his target, and even if he didn't kill the enemy, he could take the chance to fire again...

The fully focused Joe Ga shot so quickly it was almost unreasonable...

On the top floor of a small building 460 ters to the front, the two machine-gun positions had their fires silenced before they could fully open up.

Then the windows on both sides of the machine-gun positions beca Joe Ga's focus...

One guy blindly spraying with an AK sideways was shot in the arm, and then, as he leaned forward in pain, the second bullet hit his head.

The high-caliber bullet pierced the side of the terrorist's skull, startling the man beside him. He stepped back only to bump into another terrorist, exposing his head.

"Bang"

Joe Ga's rifle sounded again, this ti the bullet hit the terrorist's ribcage, shattering his ribs and mutilating his heart and lungs. The poor devil, like cattle and sheep struck by high voltage in a slaughterhouse, instantly stiffened and fell to the ground like a wooden stake.

Joe Ga alone sealed off a floor, while Nis, Kitten, and Antar worked together to eliminate a heavy machine gun that appeared on the opposite rooftop.

Two M2 heavy machine guns, clearly removed from so vehicle, had hardly fired a few shots before the gunners were taken out.

One replacent gunner after another was taken down as they ca up. After four or five deaths, the enemy temporarily gave up.

And as another machine gunner, Ayu was much more domineering...

Wielding an M2 machine gun as well, Ayu caused trendous damage to the enemy ground forces from behind the protection of a concrete shelter and U-shaped steel plates.

More than a dozen terrorists recklessly charged the street directly opposite Joe Ga and his team, trying to buy ti for the following technicals with their fierce shooting.

When Ayu let loose a series of large-caliber bullets, those n quickly collapsed.

Actually, Ayu had only hit one guy; the large-caliber bullet struck the man's midsection, severing him at the waist...

The upper half of his body fell to the ground like lting ice cream, and the man wasn't even dead...

The horror of the situation, coupled with the splattering pieces of stone flying like stray bullets, caused the dozen or so brave ones to hold out for rely two seconds before they scurried back to the corner, crawling and stumbling.

Karman was lying next to Ayu, and when Ayu's first wave of attacks drove the enemy back, Karman shouted at a nearby building, "200 ters, watch for RPG, non and Kuba, keep an eye on the balcony..."

As Karman shouted, his AKM fired.

Not at all pursuing precision, he sprayed all 30 rounds from his magazine at the second-floor balcony of a civilian house 200 ters away, frightening a guy holding an RPG into shooting the rocket into the sky.

"Bang" "Bang"

Two consecutive gunshots sounded as the sharpshooters non and Kuba, who had been waiting for an opportunity, struck the guy with their M110A1 rifles.

The two young n on opposite sides of the rooftop cheered in excitent and quickly scoured the vicinity for targets.

A terrorist, refusing to believe his fate, rushed onto the balcony with an RPG but was shot in the chest by non before he could even aim.

As he fell backward, the RPG in the terrorist's hand hit the balcony above him. The explosion caused partial collapse, burying the unfortunate soul under a mass of cent chunks.

non, who was crouching on the ground, let out an exuberant cheer and habitually stretched, exposing everything above his shoulders...

"Whiz"

In that lightning-fast mont, a bullet grazed the rim of non's helt, deflecting and carrying away his ear, leaving behind just a bit of flesh attached.

From a distance, it looked as if half of non's face had been flipped over...

Karman, frowning, crawled over, grabbed non, who wanted to fight back, and slapped the wound, snapping him back to the realization that he was injured.

"There's a sniper, don't show your head..."

As he spoke, Karman pulled non down, then swiftly tore off the botherso piece of the ear and pressed the communicator, saying, "dic Bird..."

non touched the wound on his face and said with a grin, "Sir, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all..."

Karman looked at the kid who had co out of the Gold Mine Training Camp and shook his head, "You still lack one lesson. Being fearless isn't enough; you must be alive to claim that fearlessness..."

With that, Karman pulled out his Hunting Knife and prodded non's ribs with the handle...

The old man didn't know what spot he hit, but non scread shrilly as if scalded by boiling water, clutching his ribs as if wanting to roll on the ground...

Karman pressed down on the unfortunate kid, saying with a grin, "Rember this feeling; without reverence, you won't last long on the battlefield."

Cooper, also very excited on the other side, turned back to look at non's dreadful state, and imdiately shrunk into himself, quietly squatting on the ground, shooting through a hole at the bottom of the chest wall.

At that mont, dic Bird poked his body out of the rooftop exit, took one look at non's condition, and even he was shocked...

He dashed out in one swift motion and then dove forward onto the ground, rapidly crawling to non's side, quickly checked him over, then knelt on the ground, dragging non by the bag hanging on his back into the exit...

Old Karman watched as non left with a look of utter despair, and shook his head slightly, then quickly re-entered his battle position...

"Everyone be aware, they've got a sharpshooter..."