He is two meters and five centimeters tall. Who made him a soldier?

Chapter 161: Collapse of an entire room!

"Hmm? The timing of the shooting is pretty good."

The eyes of the veterans watching around all lit up.

If Lu Qinglong had not fired just now, Yang Fan, who was in the last room, would have rushed out directly to suppress the remaining two people.

Pinning the two men inside the room and completing an attack and defense alternation, this battle can most likely be declared over directly.

But Lu Qinglong opened fire, interrupting Yang Fan's subsequent attacks.

In this game, maybe we actually have a chance of winning.

"Hmm? The timing of the shooting is pretty good."

Yang Fan had a surprised expression on his face. He just wanted to take advantage of the explosion to rush out and turn defense into offense, but he was interrupted.

But he is a veteran who is good at CQB after all, so he naturally has his own countermeasures.

As his figure slightly leaned out from above, he did a rapid descent without forgetting to pull the trigger.

Lu Qinglong, who was about to aim at the opponent's upper body, was caught off guard by the opponent's counterattack and left the bungalow again with a sidestep.

"Watch out! He's going to attack you!"

Lu Qinglong shouted into the headset.

Ji Baichang and Xue Daochao, who were in the room, immediately fired at the door to suppress the situation.

While shooting, he looked for a hidden shelter in the room, intending to fight to the death with the enemy.

Unfortunately, just as Ji Baichang found the abandoned desk and was about to flip over it, a grenade with the safety pin pulled bounced off the wall and flew into the room.

Xue Daochao was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly pushed Ji Baichang from behind and then threw himself towards the grenade.

Suddenly, a dull explosion sounded, and red paint splattered all over Xue Daochao's camouflage uniform.

Like Li Wa, he was eliminated.

However, before he was eliminated, he protected the grenade under his body, so he was not eliminated together with Ji Baichang.

At this point, their situation of four against one suddenly turned into two against one.

The other side only used two projectiles.

"Qinglong! It's just you and me now. Now the opponent has used up both of his projectiles. If he wants to attack again, he can only use a gun."

"Now, how do we win?"

Ji Baichang's low and rapid voice came from the tactical headset, and the expression on Lu Qinglong's face was a little solemn.

They didn't expect these veterans to be so good at CQB. The new recruits were no match for them at all.

Moreover, I just had a simple gunfight with the old soldier and almost got myself killed. These old soldiers are definitely very skilled!
"What to do now?"

Lu Qinglong stroked his temple, lost in thought.

"Hey! I have an idea. Maybe we can use the same trick again."

"Ah? What old tricks?"

Ji Bai was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Lu Qinglong meant by this.

It seems that he only played a CQB game with Lu Qinglong that morning? What does it mean to repeat the old trick?
"Don't worry about it. Bai Chang, find me a chance and I'll charge in later."

"Oh, okay."

Ji Baichang responded and began to use the desk in front of him as a cover, and started to fire regularly in the direction of the door.

Although he didn't know what Lu Qinglong wanted to do now, he still chose to believe him.

"Bang bang bang!"

With three shots as a cycle, Ji Baichang no longer fires all the bullets in the gun at once like he did at the beginning.

The so-called fire suppression means using saturation shooting to prevent the opponent from showing their heads and counterattacking.

"Are you ready to fight to the death? Suppress with fire and then someone else will charge forward?"

"What a conventional and rigid way of attack. Never mind. After all, he is a new recruit, so this way of attacking is reasonable."

Yang Fan muttered something, silently counting the gunshots that Ji Baichang had just fired.

The magazine in the training rifle contains thirty rounds.

When he heard that Ji Baichang had fired twenty-seven or twenty-eight bullets, he suddenly shot out from behind the door, with the muzzle of his gun pointed at the end of the corridor.

However, the imagined huge body of Lu Qinglong did not appear in the corridor. Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was a problem with the opponent's cooperation, and quickly turned over and entered the opposite room.

"Qinglong! He changed his position! He moved to the opposite room!"

Ji Baichang shouted as he loaded the last magazine he had on his training rifle.

"receive."

"Give me another ten seconds."

Lu Qinglong's steady voice came.

"it is good!"

Ji Baichang gritted his teeth, rushed out of the room he was in, and started firing at Yang Fan's room.

The gunshots were more rapid and denser than before. This made Yang Fan even more puzzled. He didn't understand what the other party was doing and could only hide in the room.

Most of Ji Baichang's bullets landed on the walls in the room, staining the mottled white walls with red dots. Only a few bullets were able to hit the desk where Yang Fan was.

As the bullets in the magazine decreased little by little, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth began to curve upward.

"Huh? Why did Lu Qinglong run outside the bungalow? What was he doing? Didn't he think there was an entrance here?"

"I don't know. There are only two entrances to the whole bungalow. The entrance and exit are not here. Even if it is a window, it is difficult to squeeze a person in. I don't know what he wants to do."

"Is it possible that he wanted to provide support from the window? This doesn't make sense. There are no windows in the room where Yang Fan is. Where can he shoot from?"

For a moment, the veterans outside looked at Lu Qinglong who had left the bungalow and talked a lot. They were all curious about what Lu Qinglong wanted to do.

As for Ji Baichang who was still fighting in the bungalow, it seemed that he would be eliminated sooner or later.

"It's over. Lu Qinglong doesn't want to..."

"This shouldn't be possible. The buildings here are very solid. This can't be possible."

There were only a few veterans in the first squad staring blankly at Lu Qinglong, and the exaggerated behavior of Lu Qinglong that morning emerged in their minds.

"boom!"

"Qinglong, I can't hold on any longer! Are you okay?"

Ji Baichang's voice sounded in the tactical headset, and he had fired the last bullet in his training rifle.

The bullet hit the desk, staining it red, which also meant that Ji Baichang's extravagant hope was shattered.

"Have you finished firing your bullets? It's finally my turn now."

Yang Fan, who was hiding behind the desk, stood up suddenly and lightly pulled the trigger with his right index finger.

A streak of red dye suddenly appeared on Ji Baichang's left chest.

"Okay, now we're just missing one person."

"The attacking side switches sides, and the game of cat and mouse begins!"

Yang Fan was thinking in his heart, and just as he stood up, he saw the expression on Ji Baichang's face, that expression seemed to be smiling.

"No? What is he laughing at?"

This was Yang Fan’s last thought before he was knocked unconscious.

"boom!"

A loud noise sounded in his right ear, and the originally mottled white wall was suddenly hit by the huge object, leaving a big hole. Not only was there a big hole on the wall, but many bricks from the ceiling also fell directly on Yang Fan.

With his left hand, Lu Qinglong tore apart some obstructing steel bars in the concrete wall. With his right hand, he held a training rifle and shot Yang Fan, who had fainted on the ground, once in the left and once in the right chest.

Then he slowly bent down, crawled in through the big hole, reached out and picked up Yang Fan on the ground, lifted him up on his shoulders, and led him out of the room.

Almost as soon as he walked out of the room, the next second, the ceiling in the room fell down, bringing up a thick smoke and the whole room collapsed.

"Fuck! This is a fucking human!!!"

This thought filled the minds of every veteran. For a moment, everyone stared blankly at the collapsed room, unable to utter a word for a long time.

The veteran soldiers in the squad felt that this scene was familiar.

After more than ten seconds, the lieutenant platoon leader in charge of the CQB subject shouted:

"Don't be in a daze! Go get a shovel and save them! They are buried underneath!"

The other veterans suddenly woke up as if from a dream and ran towards the collapsed room.

However, just as they were about to approach the bungalow, Lu Qinglong walked out calmly with Yang Fan, a veteran from squad seven, on his shoulders, followed by Ji Baichang and three others.

"Forehead"

This scene immediately made the other veterans who rushed over unable to hold back.

Everyone just stared at Lu Qinglong blankly, unable to say a word for a long time.

It was the groaning sound of Yang Fan, who was carried on Lu Qinglong's shoulders, that made them come to their senses, and they quickly stepped forward to surround Yang Fan.

Yang Fan had actually woken up, but he felt a little embarrassed to be surrounded by so many veterans, so he just pretended to be unconscious.

The most important thing is that he felt that his loss was inexplicable.

Hadn't he already eliminated three new recruits? Who knew that Lu Qinglong would break through the wall and launch an attack?
This completely goes against the CQB knowledge that I learned.

Walls are also shelters.

The wall is a hammer shelter!
"Yang Fan! Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up! I can see your eyes rolling!"

A second-term non-commissioned officer with the same length of service as Yang Fan called out, and Yang Fan touched his head and sat up reluctantly.

It was true that he felt dizzy, and he still feels a little dizzy now, especially in his right ear, which is still ringing. It feels exactly like a stun grenade exploded next to his right ear!
"Is it nothing serious? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

The lieutenant platoon leader stepped forward, helped take off his bulletproof helmet, and gave Yang Fan a quick check. There were no signs of injury under the helmet.

"Uh, no."

"Hey, Lu Qinglong, how did you launch the attack?"

Yang Fan turned his head hard, as if trying to find Lu Qinglong.

When his eyes fell on the collapsed room, his face fell into a dull expression.

(End of this chapter)