Daily life of an American TV drama agent

As soon as the president and his entourage got into the car, Mike immediately started the car. When the terrorists saw that the duck they were about to get was about to fly away, they suddenly panicked. No longer caring about the other Secret Service agents, they jumped out of the bunker and went crazy towards the president's car. Fire.

Seeing this, Ron turned on the hunting mode again, aimed at the terrorists in front of him and quickly drew out his gun, quickly emptying all five bullets. The five terrorists who had just surrounded him had just run halfway, and their bodies were suddenly struck by lightning. He paused, then fell to the ground softly.

When they were lying on the ground, everyone had a bloody hole in their head. The terrorists were frightened by Ron's weird shooting skills. Mike took this opportunity to quickly start the car and drive away.

But the good times didn't last long. The terrorists reacted immediately. Taking advantage of their numerical advantage, they divided some people to suppress Ron and the remaining Secret Service agents with firepower, while the other group used various means of transportation to chase the President's carriage.

There was loud gunfire for a while, and Ron and his group were suppressed behind a temporary bunker made up of several scrapped cars, unable to raise their heads.

"Where are your grenades? Where are your offspring? Throw them all out! Throw them all out, leave no one behind!" Ron yelled, and with a flick of his shoulder, he threw the M79 grenade launcher in front of him, his head Without raising it, he just pointed the muzzle of the launcher towards the front, like an African black uncle shooting an AK, and then pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh~" The grenade flew out of the muzzle with a long tail flame, and flying out with it, there were more than a dozen densely packed grenades like sparrows, which exploded almost at the same time as if the time had been accurately calculated.

"boom!"

The gunfire from the terrorists in front stalled. The Secret Service agent next to Ron was about to poke his head in, but Ron pressed his head and pushed him back: "Do you want to die? Rookie!"

"Everyone, prepare the smoke bombs..." Ron listened to the footsteps outside and when he felt it was about the same: "Throw them!"

More than a dozen smoke bombs were thrown over the bunker again, frightening the terrorists who were tentatively approaching from outside and quickly retreated. However, when they hid back in the bunker, the long-lost explosion did not sound.

At this time, someone bravely took a look outside, only to find that there was already a white fog outside.

"Okay, gentlemen, prepare the grenades now. You, you, you two, go to those two places and shoot in turn."

"Go over there and shoot? Where?" The two agents pointed out by Ron looked at the two directions Ron pointed out and asked inexplicably.

"Shoot wherever you think there might be terrorists in front of you! Idiots! If you still don't know what to do, shoot into the sky!"

Ron was helpless against these rookies who had little experience. Their tactical skills were simply amazing! I really don’t know how Mike usually trains them. They are simply worse than farmers. Ron even thinks that equipping any side in the Majing Battle with sufficiently advanced weapons can easily eat up his Secret Service.

After all, American soldiers are just a bunch of fools who don't even know how to use three-by-three and can only rely on heavy firepower and air support to show off their power.

Ron pushed hard on their backs and pushed out of the bunker. Then Ron's assault rifle rushed forward and fired a bunch of bullets wildly, covering up the footsteps of the two idiots with the sound of gunfire.

Sure enough, his move worked. Before Ron's gunfire stopped, several bullets were fired at him from different angles. Ron quickly retracted his body back into the bunker.

"Two grenades each at 8 o'clock, 9:30, 12 o'clock, and 1 o'clock. After a while, follow my command and throw them out, then rush out with me immediately. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The agents' eyes showed the desire for life. Although they were ready to sacrifice when they left Duanhou behind, who would be willing to die if they could survive?

"When charging, don't crowd into a group or form a tactical column. Who knows how many of their people are out there? Give me a group of three. Every three groups form a tactical team and advance in an inverted triangle formation. Don't ask. Why me, just do what I say.”

As Ron spoke, he stuffed another grenade into the launcher. The situation was urgent, and he could only use the magical skills that were deeply rooted in his bones.

"Yes, understand!"

He recalled the distance of the fire point just now and adjusted the muzzle upward to 70 degrees.

This is also one of the important reasons why Ron still likes to use the M79 grenade launcher even though it is very old. It has very good projectile performance and can be used as a mortar under certain conditions.

"Bang bang bang..." Taiyuan, the idiot who moved behind the car bunkers on both sides, started shooting randomly. The terrorists behind the profit point immediately began to focus fire on the place where the two of them were.

"Now! Throw them all!" Ron yelled and pulled the trigger. The grenades and grenades were thrown to several fire points. The huge explosion force directly knocked away the terrorists at the fire points.

"Come on me now!" After saying that, Ron was the first to jump out of the bunker holding an assault rifle. The two agents behind him set up guns to cover, and Ron rushed a certain distance away. He found a new human body, hid behind it and pointed his gun outward, forming a new fire support point. He waved to the back, and the two agents who had just covered him followed him.

Other temporarily divided combat groups followed the same example, covering each other and advancing alternately. If they occasionally encountered terrorists, they immediately stopped their actions and held them in place. The combat groups on the left and right immediately interspersed with the terrorists and attacked the terrorists from both sides at the same time.

Under the triple attack, the stubborn terrorists were quickly eliminated. Ron's small team of 18 people actually suppressed more than 50 nearby terrorists and couldn't hold their heads up.

And in the subsequent battles, the terrorist side was eaten away bit by bit. The strangest thing is that none of the 18 people in Ron's hands were lost, including those who were originally sent by Ron to attract firepower. Two idiots.

This is the power of the three-by-three tactic. At first glance, it seems to be just a numbers game to spread the combatants further apart, but in fact, this is the strongest light infantry tactic in mankind that has been tested in wars. Now Ron They had no air support or long-range firepower, so they could only try this trick. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.

Of course, this is also due to the low tactical literacy of the terrorists. Their marksmanship is good, and their personal ability can compete with the Secret Service. It can be seen that those who ambushed the president are all elites among the terrorists, but when it comes to tactics, On the other hand, he was blown away by Ron until there was no trace left.

If the agents looked at Ron with admiration at first, now they have become a little fanatical.