Chapter 66: Sister-in-law

Zhanxiage jumped into a mountain ravine. No matter how the heavy machine gun fired, he refused to show his head again. When they went back to find Zhao Haiping, who had been wounded in the thigh, Zhao Haiping wasn't foolish and had already lost track of where he had gone. It was only at this moment that Amirali understood that the reason Zhanxiage was willing to expose himself to the heavy machine gun's firing range was to buy time for his companions!
The helicopter was piled high with supplies taken from the limited Chechen base. To carry these, they didn't even bring rocket launchers this time, nor did they bring a fully armed squad of soldiers as usual. When the 3,000 heavy machine gun rounds were cleared, no one believed that a Chinese soldier who could fight such a classic battle in the dense forest and desert would be killed by a barrage of gunfire.
The helicopter circled continuously over the mountain desert for a full hour, with the Russian Air Force turning a blind eye, causing the whole world to be in an uproar. Amirali's face turned ashen as he shouted, "What about those Chechen troops? Weren't they already set out by truck a few hours ago to support the pursuing troops? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Have them immediately select the best soldiers, and we'll use the helicopter to load them over! ”
After establishing contact with the Chechen base, Amilali's bodyguard captain Ma Kai-shek narrowed his eyes sharply and quickly reported, "As soon as the Chechen guerrilla vehicle entered the desert, it was ambushed by unidentified armed men. Although they only had about twenty men, their firepower was fierce and they held the advantage of terrain. The Chechen guerrilla captain warned us not to get close to them, because these enemies possess considerable heavy weapons!" ”
Within Russia, under the deliberate neglect of the Russian government, a positional sniper battle involving over 200 combatants is unfolding on the edge of the mountain desert.
David Richardkin, the owner of Las Vegas's largest casino, sat in a chaotic office filled with empty bottles and an ashtray filled with only half-smoked cigarettes. At this moment, without his permission, even his closest people dared not approach him.
Because at this moment, David Richarkin didn't want anyone to see him as a loser. His face no longer wore the usual cheerful and cheerful expression, nor the calm and composed composure that stirred a sense of respect from the heart. He simply stared blankly at the TV, clutching a financial report tightly in his hand. He had accepted a bet of over $100 million to pay a hundredfold of the funds. In this world, given his current wealth, he had no choice but to sell this gambling city. Only then could they afford to pay a huge bet of over ten billion dollars.
David Richardkin stared blankly at the unprecedentedly intense sniper battle on TV. The war breaking out on the other side of the world seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore, but when the military satellite faithfully transmitted the war footage to him, David Richardkin's eyes widened because among the more than twenty soldiers holding the fortifications, he saw the first opponent who had bet on him and already had a fortune of over a billion dollars...... Huang Zhipeng!
Tao Tai, Zhu Yu, Zheng Junjie, Ji Fengwei...... Every face looked so familiar, and everyone's identity information had already been stored in the database of Las Vegas's largest casino, because each of them had invested all their wealth into the casino, and now, on average, each of them was a super-rich with assets exceeding several hundred million dollars!
But now, they had boldly charged into the battlefield, clashing fiercely with the seasoned Chechen professional soldiers who had just experienced the Second Chechen War, who were ten times their number and battle-hardened. David Richardin pointed at the TV screen, his mouth twitching for a long time. He exhaled deeply and suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"Hahaha......"
David Richakin laughed out loud, laughing wildly. He pulled out a bottle from a randomly tossed bottle on the ground, shook it casually, and it made a "clatter" sound inside. David Richakin raised the bottle, which still had half a bottle of strong liquor, and shouted into the TV screen, "At this point, I finally understand why I lost." Huang Zhipeng, you're a real man, every one of you is a real man, a madman! You don't even care about your lives—why would you care about the hard-won money you have? You all know that taking a chance against a hundred is extremely slim, but what you're betting against me isn't money—you're betting your life with me! I, David Richardkin, have dominated casinos for half my life, yet I can't see this clearly. Now I've lost—I lost to the core, damn it, I lost because I admit it in my heart! Let me, a loser, toast you all! Hahaha...... A force of a dozen billionaires worth over a hundred million—is there really such a luxurious army in this world? Is there really such a powerful billionaire?! Seeing this scene with all my fortune is just damn it...... Worth it! ”
David Richardin laughed and cried. He lifted his head and poured fifty-two degrees of strong liquor into his stomach, feeling the heat brought by the alcohol. With a wave of his hand, "smack," the empty bottle slammed hard against the wall adorned with the platinum relief, shattering into dozens of pieces.
The roar of the 7.62mm heavy machine gun, squad light machine gun, automatic rifle, and M134 rifle-mounted Vulcan echoed through the sky, mixed with rocket launchers, grenades, grenades, and gun grenades. The bullets fired from both sides left one mark after another in the air, forming a web of death.
The armies of billionaires worth hundreds of millions of dollars are truly unique. In their hands, the most advanced, fiercest, and most expensive weapons on the international arms market are constantly displayed. As soon as the gunfire rang out, kinetic rounds, submunitions, high-explosive shells, steel core rounds, poison rounds, mercury spinning rounds, and manganese steel armor-piercing rounds flew wildly through the air.
Faced with these shockingly expensive items, even the U.S. Navy SEALs have to weigh whether taxpayers can afford the bullets—like the No. 5 bulletproof vest, the amphibious armored transport vehicles captured from the Russian Marines, the supposedly safe rocks and tree stumps—all of this is nonsense!
As soon as the two sides clashed, two Chechen guerrilla jeeps, five trucks, and the armored transport vehicle at the front were completely blasted into a sieve. A large group of Chechen guerrillas jumped out of the vehicles in a sorry state, not even seeing where the enemy was before a large number of grenades spun through the air.
If you think those grenades are only half the size of regular military grenades and assume their power is limited, you're gravely mistaken! Amid deafening roars, terrifying shockwaves nearly twice as powerful as defensive wooden grenades spread out layer by layer. Subsonic shrapnel mixed with thousands of fragments of rubble roared wildly through the air, blasting everyone so hard they couldn't even lift their heads. Coupled with the incredibly powerful penetration, who knows if the bullets would explode, bomb, bounce, or suddenly become a dozen smaller objects flying in all directions. These battle-hardened Chechen guerrillas were truly stunned!
There was no time to form an effective counterattack; a dozen or so magnesium powder incendiary and solid gasoline incendiary rounds fired from the gun-mounted grenade launchers struck the Chechen partisan positions hard.
"Boom!"