Chapter 204

Chapter 203, Sacrifice! I can't hear the doctor's voice!

"Wait a minute! What is that?"

The doctor suddenly interrupted everyone's thinking and stared at a building not far away.

"Damn it! RPG!"

The driver Allen, who had experienced an RPG attack before, felt pain when he saw someone standing on the roof of the building. He subconsciously turned the car around and planned to drive into a side road to avoid the opponent's aim.

However, the opponent was obviously prepared this time, and the swaying trick alone obviously no longer worked.

I saw a cloud of smoke bursting out from the roof of the building not far away, and then a line of light and shadow that was visible to the naked eye shot straight into the sky.

"It's a javelin!"

Allen's eyes widened, how could the other party have such a thing!

Knowing that the Hummer under his seat couldn't resist that thing, Allen was heartbroken. He drifted and put the Hummer across the middle of the road. Then he opened the door and was about to jump out of the car.

The other team members also knew that the Hummer at this time was like an iron coffin, and if they stayed here any longer, they would be seeking death, so they quickly opened the door and jumped out of the car.

It's too late, but it's too fast. It only takes a few seconds for the tag missile to go from locking to launching to attacking the top.

The doctor sitting in the middle of the back seat almost touched the ground when the Javelin missile in the sky fell rapidly.

The powerful rocket engine dragged a straight vertical line in the sky and landed on the Humvee almost in the blink of an eye.

A strong red light shot into the sky, and the smoke and dust formed by the explosion could be seen from a long distance away.

Allen made a subconscious turn just now, causing the Hummer to turn behind a three-story building at the last moment.

This action also gave them a temporary chance to breathe. The enemies in the distance did not immediately notice their jumping action.

"Damn it! Charge forward! You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die!"

The commander holding the binoculars cursed. He could not see the situation near the Humvee now and could not tell whether the Yankee in the vehicle was dead.

The soldiers who were ambushing around rushed out of the hiding houses, carrying various weapons and went straight to the location of the Humvee.

…

East of Benghazi, half an hour before the special team lost contact——

The captain, who was thrown far away by the shock wave of the explosion, struggled to get up from the street. The blow just now almost shattered his internal organs.

Resisting the discomfort in his chest, the captain staggered to the side of several unconscious comrades.

"Xiaoqiang! Xiaoqiang!"

His ears were full of buzzing, and the captain couldn't hear what he was shouting at all. He could only rely on instinct to call the names of his team members.

No obvious wounds were found on Sanderson's body. The captain gritted his teeth and looked around. At the moment, only the three-story building next to him was a pretty good place to go.

The captain grabbed the handle at Sanderson's shoulder and dragged Sanderson away from the center of the street.

The attackers would never let them go, and maybe the enemy would come here soon.

Kicking open the half-open door, the captain quickly searched the room, and only after confirming that there was no one inside did he move Sanderson at the door into the room.

Before he could check on Sanderson, the captain rushed out of the house again and came to the burning Humvee.

After checking the doctor's condition, the captain's heart sank, but he still grabbed the handle of the doctor's ammunition hanger and dragged him to the door of the building.

At this time, Allen on the other side of the car also woke up. His condition was similar to that of the captain. He shook his head a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then hurriedly stumbled towards the sniper lying on the ground.

After slapping the other person on the face, Allen prayed that nothing would happen to the other person. Sweep's thigh was bleeding at this time, as if it had been hit by fragments from the explosion.

After observing the surroundings, Allen also noticed the three-story building nearby and the captain who was dragging the doctor.

"head!"

Allen tried to call to the other party, but even he couldn't hear what he was shouting at this moment.

Seeing that the other party did not respond to him, Allen gritted his teeth and also picked up Sweep, dragging him back towards the door of the building.

Just when he dragged Sweep to the door, a group of people rushed out from the street and were about to shoot at Allen with rifles.

Ta-ta-ta!

The bullet hit the wall of the building and almost flew past Sweep's body. Allen was so frightened that he suddenly pulled him back and carried him into the house.

Upon seeing this, the captain quickly took his rifle and fired back, but he couldn't let the enemy rush in here.

"Go check on the doctor quickly!"

He yelled at Allen next to him, regardless of whether the other party heard him or not, and then shot desperately at the enemy outside the door, vowing to suppress him to the other side.

Allen saw the captain yelling at him, and vaguely heard that he was asking him to take care of the doctor.

Quickly putting Sweep down, Allen looked at the doctor on the other side who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Only then did he realize that the doctor was constantly vomiting blood.

Blood continued to flow out from the corners of the doctor's mouth, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

Allen rummaged through his pocket, where he found an epinephrine syringe prepared in advance.

However, when he took off the safety cap of the injection pen and wanted to inject the doctor, the doctor's bloody hand grabbed his wrist first.

Meeting the doctor's gaze, Allen noticed that the doctor's lips were trembling, as if he was saying something.

But he couldn't hear clearly, and the sound of the captain's rifle firing was all around his ears.

"Captain! I can't hear what the doctor is saying!"

Alan yelled at the captain, but it sounded like a mosquito in his ears.

Before Alan turned around, he felt his arm loosen, and the doctor's left hand, which had just tightly grasped his wrist, had fallen to the ground powerlessly.

"No! No!"

Alan felt mixed emotions for a while, and desperately stabbed the injection pen into the doctor's thigh.

Spray!

A bullet flew into the room through the window, rubbing Alan's ear and nailing into the opposite wall.

However, Alan was indifferent to this. He gritted his teeth and reached out to pinch the doctor's philtrum, but it was too late after all.

The doctor died...

"Kill them for me, alive or dead!"

The enemy outside shouted in Arabic, urging his men to attack the three-story building.

If there are people blocking us from the front, then we should attack the back door. Anyway, they only have 5 people. Can't we take them down with dozens of people?

...

"Boss, there is news!"

Galahad's men rushed into the command room, glanced at Barrow beside him, and then whispered in Galahad's ear:

"Salah succeeded. They blew up the Hummer of those Americans and blocked them in an abandoned building."

Galahad raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his expression finally looked better. He waved his hand to signal his men to retreat.

"Those Americans are finished. As you said before, they may not survive tonight."

Barrow laughed and took out a cigar from his arms and lit it.

"This is just the beginning. The fun is yet to come!"