The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

There was chaos in the room, three footsteps were heard, five people were wiped out by Ye Jian and only three remained.

Someone cursed in the dark, and a whistle yelled from outside, "Get the fuck out! Quick!"

The language he spoke was also South Asian, and Ye Jian didn't understand it, but he knew that Xia Jinyuan wanted to alarm the whistle so that the people in the room could be lured out.

Ye Jian finished shooting at the first position and had already hidden behind the collapsed earth brick couch, staring coldly at the dilapidated houses, as soon as someone came out, he would start immediately.

The ambush caused confusion for the mercenaries chasing to the Chinese territory for a moment. When the whistle outside deliberately shouted that there was only one person, the remaining three mercenaries came out of the house with random guns.

In the dark night, Ye Jian aimed again at a black figure running out, and fired the third bullet tonight without hesitation.

Every bullet must hit a target. Uncle Chen said that a sniper’s bullets are shot to protect his comrades, and the bullets shot for his comrades are absolutely not allowed to have a slight deviation!

"boom!"

The muffled gunfire broke the tranquility of the night again, and as the shadow fell to the ground, the two figures chasing after him rolled vigorously into the weeds and quickly hid.

"Bang bang bang!"

Continuous gunshots rang out, and they all shot at Ye Jian's hidden direction. The remaining mercenaries already knew how many people attacked them secretly.

Xia Jinyuan didn't let the "alarming" whistle have a chance to speak, Ye Jian suppressed the remaining two mercenaries with firepower, and he had to quickly deal with the target.

The dagger in his hand was not a military dagger either. It was a multifunctional pocket knife bought in a hardware store on the street. Although the brand new and unopened blade was a bit blunter than a military dagger, it could still be a sharp weapon as long as it was handled smoothly.

The leaves rustled, and Xia Jinyuan swung his fist with a wind that could hurt the skin. The melee combat of special forces is never about hiding needles in the cotton, but about striking fast and hard, and then hitting hard and accurately. on the other side.

There are many painful parts in the human body, but there is only one part that slows down the reaction of thinking: the brain.

Continuously attacking, several punches hit the opponent's head. The handsome and cold Xia Jinyuan was like a waking lion, so majestic that the mercenary retreated steadily and screamed "Aww".

He asked for support, but Ye Jian's bullets seemed to have eyes. When the vegetation was moving and there was a strange smell in the flowing air, the bullets hit somewhere with a "bang", preventing anyone from coming to support.

"Damn it!" The mercenary, who was shot by the bullet and had to hide again, rolled under a tree, looking for the target where he shot himself with dark eyes.

The mercenary who was hit in the head by Xia Jinyuan several times in a row staggered. While shaking, he moved the leaves and bushes around him. It turned out that the very ordinary "rustle" came at this time, making people's heartbeat speed up along with the rustling sound. .

Ye Jian raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Captain Xia was not only an excellent special soldier, but also an excellent commander. He had a talent in tactics that impressed even the veterans.

The greater the commotion now, the more the heartstrings of the other two mercenaries will be tensed, and the psychological pressure will increase, and the chances of winning for her and Xia Jinyuan will be greater.

When there was a muffled sound that made the scalp tingle in the darkness, the blood contained in the wind was thicker than before, and it was so thick that it floated into everyone's noses.