Chapter 667: Ranked eighth
The third shift, the first day after the year to come back to work, I feel very hardγγγγγγ
The thick white smoke emitted by the smoke bombs immediately filled the surroundings of the bandits and Su Mingtu, covering their figures, and the bullets fired from the opposite side were all blindly shot around them, and the two quickly jumped up from the weeds on both sides of the road, bowed and ran quickly towards the Humvee.
Every time they ran a distance, the two of them threw the smoke bombs in their hands forward, and then when the smoke cleared, they took advantage of the cover to run forward.
Based on this calculation, the bandit estimated that he had run a distance of about twenty or thirty meters at this time, and according to the estimate, this should be the position where the enemy was hiding after getting off the helicopterγγγγγγγ
Chris stared coldly at the smoke rising on both sides of them at the same time, and said to Mike in his ear: "Shrink the defense, the eagle and the hunter cover, target the Humvee twenty meters away, keep an eye on them for me, don't let the other party have a chance to take the lead, the viper and the killer monitor the enemy at three o'clock on the left-hand side, there is a little mouse hidden in that smoke, I hope you can play a good old cat"
"Yes"
"Captain, hehe, I like the feeling of cats playing with rats"
"Hmph, don't underestimate the enemy, these people are not stupid soldiers who have never experienced war, they are all mercenaries like us, and even their fame has risen very quickly recently, and their strength is not necessarily much worse than you"
The team led by Chris simply received the order, quietly moved together, and began to defend according to the instructions, they discerned the following intentions from the actions of the bandits and Su Mingtu, and began to lock on their respective targets in batches.
Chris put the gun in his hand on the ground, pulled out the cavalry blade stuck in his leather boots, and touched the bandits.
He didn't go straight into the smoke in front of him, although there was a great chance of encountering the other party, but the danger was not small, so he quietly made a little detour and touched it from a distance of seven or eight meters from behind.
The visibility around the smoke bomb was very low, almost to the point where he couldn't see his fingers, and he could barely see what was happening in front of him, and although he was confident that his movements would be as silent as a tanuki, Chris didn't blindly chase after him, but bent down and kept groping on the ground with his hands.
Every once in a while, his subordinates would take it to their eyes and observe it when they felt the broken grass and branches on the ground, and then slowly followed the traces of the groping, his speed was very slow, but the accuracy was very high, and each time he groped, he could almost distinguish the traces of people passing by from the ground.
When he was about five or six meters away, Chris stopped, listened intently to the direction not far ahead, and then narrowed his eyes as he held the shiny cavalry blade in his right handγγγγγγ
The speed of the bandit is not fast, because the speed of the smoke is very slow, he is afraid that he will go to the front of the smoke if he is too fast, so he will immediately become the target of the enemy, so he slows down every few meters to keep himself within the protection range of the smoke, fortunately it is in the middle of the night at this time, the wind is very small, and he does not blow away his amulet, otherwise if a gust of wind blows, he will want to cry without tears.
I touched the smoke bomb in my arms, there were three left, and the distance should be about twenty meters away, although this distance was not very long, but it seemed that it could not withstand the atmosphere that the smoke bomb could envelop, and it seemed that at the last moment I could only take the risk of rushing.
The bandit took out a smoke bomb and was about to pull the lead when he suddenly stopped with a slam of his hand.
The hairs on his body immediately stood up, and the creepy feeling of being stared at by a beast not long ago came back to him, and the master who made him so nervous should be nearby.
The goal is yourself!
Hu Bandit trusts his heartbeat when facing danger very much, and in the days when he was struggling to live in Daxinganling since he was a child, this sudden sense of crisis has saved him more than once, so after noticing the abnormality, Hu Bandit did not throw out the smoke bomb in his hand, but let it fall to the ground and smoke.
He was afraid that a superfluous action would delay his judgment, and he was afraid that it would affect his vigilance.
He couldn't even hold his breath, he didn't dare to take a breath, and he used his ears, eyes, and all the senses of his body to pay attention to the movements around him, and he was sure that at this time, even the slightest movement could not escape his capture.
Thick smoke filled the surroundings of his body, and the bandits could only rely on their senses to capture the murderous aura.
Suddenly.......
Just as the bandit was paying attention, a white light flashed silently from the left side of his body, heading straight for his temple.
Hurry, too fast!
This white light seemed to emerge from the void space in an instant, and it appeared very suddenly on the left side of his head, which made people unguardable, and maybe it would be just a blink of an eye to pierce his head.
The bandit caught this sudden attack from the corner of his eye, the attack came very quickly, and he was not even sure if his dodge would be able to dodge, so in a hurry, the assault rifle in his hand was slightly lifted upwards by feeling, and the body of the gun was just blocking the left side of his head.
"Bang" The body of the bandit's gun accurately withstood this white light.
He looked sideways, and it turned out to be a cavalry blade nearly forty centimeters long with three fingers wide and grooves on both sides, with a blade on one side and a serrated tooth on the other.
The shroud of smoke only allowed the bandit to see the blade of the knife and a strong arm, and the figure of the attack did not come out, but it was this arm that slowed down the momentum of the bandit, and the side of the top of the right foot took a step back.
This move allowed Hu Bandit to quickly raise the opponent's strength to the level of a rare opponent he had ever seen, and this person was definitely a master who could kill him.
The one who attacked the bandits with a cavalry blade in his hand was Chris who came quietly.
The blow was precise, unexpectedly unpredictable.
He didn't bother why he didn't use the pistol at his waist, because he couldn't be sure that he could take out his opponent with a single blow just by virtue of his judgment in the thick smoke.
If you miss with a gun, your opponent will have a chance to dodge and flee quickly.
If he uses a knife, he is confident that he will be able to entangle the opponent and let the opponent die under the knife.
Among the top mercenaries in the world, they never appear in their dictionary if, if this kind of word, eliminate all uncertain factors, what they want is to kill with one hit.
Because he, Chris, the captain of the Vympel mercenaries, is the eighth mercenary king in the world's mercenary rankingsγγγγγγγ