"Three o'clock on the right! RPG!"
Jiang Feng's roar came amid the gunfire.
Song Heping reflexively rolled over, and the rocket skimmed the MOLLE webbing of his tactical vest, exploding five meters behind him.
The shock wave made his eardrums ache, he spat out the sand in his mouth, raised his gun, and pinned the armed man with the launcher to the wall—three consecutive rounds of 5.45×39mm 7N22 armor-piercing bullets penetrated the opponent's chest, blooming three blood flowers on the brick wall behind.
This time, the ammunition Utekin provided to Song Heping and others were mostly armor-piercing bullets.
After all, those chasing them were GRU agents, and they all wore thick bulletproof vests.
Ordinary steel bullets gradually could not meet the need to penetrate bulletproof vests; to ensure a one-shot kill, armor-piercing bullets were necessary.
