Special Years

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"Team 1 has an update report!" the communications sergeant shouted.

The colonel walked to the radio and grabbed his earphones: "Group 1, I'm a hunter, how is your situation?"

"They have finished the inspection and have to withdraw."

The old white-haired voice came from the earphones.

"We're going to do it."

"Are you sure?" the colonel asked.

The old white hair replied: "I'm not sure, but if I'm not sure, I have to try it, and pile up about one reinforcement company's strength."

The colonel frowned, hesitated for only two seconds, and gave two words: "Go ahead! Take care to protect yourself."

"Don't worry." The old white hair said, "It's not a trouble, and it won't use us, is it?"

The colonel smiled: "Come back and give you credit."

At the end of the call, the colonel asked the female captain beside him, "Have the reserve team and the secret service team been on board yet?"

"It's all on. The Secret Service has dispatched three teams of 12 people to go there by helicopter. It is expected to arrive in 20 minutes, and the ground troops will move mechanized, about 40 minutes."

"The number of opponents exceeds expectations. You should immediately contact the border guards closest to the delivery point and send a company there," the colonel said.

The female captain answered yes, and was about to turn around to arrange everything, but was stopped again.

"etc."

The colonel went to the map and pointed to the location on it.

"Tell the border guards to pass through here and intercept their retreating path in front of the boundary pile. Since they are here, don't leave any of them, and stay behind."

"Yes!" The female captain saluted and turned to leave.

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wilderness.

Solemnly handed the sniper rifle to the old Baimao, and the two quickly checked the gun, loaded it, and opened the insurance.

"Really?" asked solemnly.

The old white hair said: "Go!"

He nuzui in the direction of the valley: "If you don't make a move, they will run away."

solemnly said, "how to do it?"

Old Baimao said: "Two people are unrealistic for more than 100 people. We can't last for 20 minutes. Now the fastest special team will arrive in 20 minutes, and other support troops will take 40 minutes."

Pushing the bullet into the chamber, the old white hair patted the solemn shoulder.

"But don't forget, who are we now?"

Majestic was stunned.

He wanted to say that he and the old white hair were special forces.

However, after thinking about it, he immediately laughed.

Now he and the old white hair are wearing the same robes as all the bandits below.

That is to say, at present, he and the old white hair are "bandits", not soldiers.

"Fishing in muddy waters?" asked solemnly.

The old white hair smiled and added an explanation: "Add fuel to the fire."

Solemn understands.

From the process of the dispute between the two groups of people in the valley just now, Old Baimao can see that the two parties of delivery and harvest obviously do not trust each other as much as they seem on the surface.

All relationships are estimated to be based solely on the cooperation of "goods" transactions.

In this case, both sides must be vigilant.

It's like a taut string.

Just one bullet can break this string!

"Who shall I kill first?" Zhuang Yan asked the old white hair for instructions.

The old white hair winked at the opposite hillside: "I am responsible for fueling them, and you are responsible for dealing with our threats."

Nodding solemnly: "No problem, leave the two snipers on the opposite side to me."

The old white hair asked, "Are you confident?"

Zhuang Yan visually inspected the distance to the opposite hillside, less than 200 meters.

He smiled: "I said I could hit him in the head, do you believe it?"

The two smiled knowingly, each chose a corner of the stone, and lay down.

"I shoot, you shoot right away."

"good."

Next, a brief silence.

Solemnly in the scope, the sniper who was holding the Dragunov sniper rifle on the opposite **** had already been set.

To say that this sniper is really not difficult.

The hillside on Zhuang Yan’s side was still a little taller than 10 meters or 8 meters, so the entire body of the sniper on the opposite side was exposed.

This time, Zhuang Yan did not choose his head.

For insurance, he chose to drive away, the position of the chest.

The 7.62 caliber special sniper bullet is not like the short-bodied pistol bullet of the 67 type, and there is a chance to bounce when it hits the body. The 7.62mm sniper specification is actually the same as the heavy machine gun bullet.

Therefore, as long as you hit, you can make a huge transparent hole, and you don't have to worry about the opponent's ability to fight back.

"Are you ready?"

"OK, all the elements are bound, and you can start at any time."

In the sight of the old white-haired man, the bearded man who came to pick up the goods was caught.

Compared to delivery, this is a high-value target.

First, this guy has already been on the list, and secondly, from the perspective of collecting intelligence, the deputy next to him can also collect it, and the leader of the delivery is still alive for the time being. You can find the source of goods and the network behind it.

Sometimes intelligence gathering is like a jigsaw puzzle, piece by piece. You don't know if the piece you get is useful, but it is definitely useful. Get it first and then talk about it.

bah—

The sound of the 85 sniper's guns is not small.

The bearded head exploded in front of the delivery leader with a bang.

The paste-like thing instantly smeared the delivery leader's face.

He couldn't see anything at all, only smelled a strong fishy smell.

The guy was screaming wildly, terrified by the unpredictable attack, spinning around like a headless fly.

The bearded men here saw that their boss was headshot, and they immediately must have done it by the people who were in ambush by the grandsons of the delivery.

After all, they came here earlier than themselves, and they all came here for a whole day. Who else could it be besides them?

In an instant, the opponents on both sides threw their guns and shot each other at close range.

Bullets swish in the valley, blood bursts in groups, screams, screams, and curses are mixed together, and the scene is chaotic.

The two snipers on the opposite hillside were instantly stunned.

The boss didn't let him shoot?

Why did this shoot?

However, he was at a high place, and everything below was clearly seen.

The only people who can shoot the bearded man are the accomplices on the opposite hillside...

The sniper raised his head and shouted at Zhuang Yan in an incomprehensible language. He didn't choose to shoot Zhuang Yan, and he didn't doubt Zhuang Yan and the old Baimao's identities. He waved his hands, as if to stop Zhuang Yan.

The scope tightly wrapped the sniper's body, and the sight of Death had already landed on his chest.

Solemnly depresses the trigger lightly.

bah—

In an instant, a cloud of blood exploded in front of the sniper on the opposite side, and behind him a blood flower with flesh and blood spurted out more than a meter away.

The submachine gunner next to him finally woke up.

The opposite is not "buddy", but the king of **** who is demanding his life.

He hurriedly raised the Akka submachine gun in his hand and fired a suppressive shot towards this side.

However, how could a sniper like Zhuang Yan, who has undergone extremely severe training, give him a chance to shoot bullets?

These two guys stood side by side like two human targets on a shooting range, perfectly positioned.

Almost subconsciously ~www.novelmt.com~ The arrow in the solemn sight moved slightly to the right, and the finger pressed down a second time.

bah—

The submachine gunner leaned back, and the man fell out and fell to the ground like a dead fish.

The people below have been killed and wounded countless times.

Mutual shots at close range are all powerful automatic weapons. As long as they hit, they will die or be disabled.

One shot through or one shot to the head was a comfortable death, after all, he was out of breath all of a sudden.

The worst thing is those guys who were not hit directly, but were hit twice by the bullet that penetrated the body of the accomplice in front. Although the power of the bullet after penetration was weakened, the huge wound caused by the stopping force was painful. .

They fell to the ground, wriggling like worms, howling...

The two sides have already found cover in their respective places, hiding in stones or earth ditch, cursing each other with the most vicious language in the world.