The armed police units stationed at the border barracks were under heavy attack at this time.

The armed police force stationed here is a battalion with about 500 people, but not all of these 500 people are soldiers, some of them are out for patrol, plus some non-combat logistics personnel, so there are more than 100 soldiers in the camp at this time.

The 100 were under heavy attack by some terrorists.

Even if the army is only a hundred people, these terrorists dare to besiege the troops, and they are too bold.

Moreover, the number of terrorists dispatched this time was much larger than the soldiers in the battalion, because at this time the terrorists had already surrounded the entire battalion, and according to visual measurements, the number of these terrorists was nearly 1,000.

However, the guns of these terrorists are not so regular, they are all old-fashioned AK47s, these old-fashioned firearms that came in through Kazakhstan should have been recycled and sold for scrap metal a long time ago, because the rifling has long been polished, and the accuracy is greatly off-standard, but this is close combat, and it does not require superb shooting skills, as long as there are enough bullets, the soldiers of the battalion who can completely suppress them dare not raise their heads.

The guns are cheap, they are sold openly in stores on the borders of neighboring countries, and an old-fashioned AK47 costs less than a hundred yuan, and a magazine is delivered. Even if it's a new gun, you can get it at a bargaining price of 500, oh, it's all RMB.

Fortunately, there are these patrol soldiers on the border of the motherland, and it is their day and night patrol and perseverance that prevent the entry of these dangerous goods.

However, there is always a gap for these terrorists to drill.

Seeing that his comrades-in-arms were suppressed by the terrorists and couldn't raise their heads, Zhao Bin was in a hurry, so he wanted to move the insurance and shoot, but Tang Ding pressed the muzzle of the gun and dialed the blocking hammer to the safe position where firing was prohibited, "Don't worry. ”

"In the following situation, how can I not be in a hurry?" Zhao Bin is a soldier who has experienced blood, he has been a soldier for more than ten years, although he has no culture, but it stands to reason that he has a lot of law when he encounters trouble, if he is besieged, he may not panic, but at this moment it is his comrades who are besieged, Zhao Bin is a little anxious.

"Now that people are in full swing, and there are not many bullets in the gun, what should I do when I finish fighting?"

Tang Ding's words made Zhao Bin slowly calm down.

Today, Zhao Bin thought about letting Tang Ding have a gun addiction, so he brought a lot of bullets, a full ten magazines of bullets, but the two of them also fought a lot outside, and they used up six magazines.

So now there are only four magazines left, one hundred and twenty rounds.

In the face of thousands of terrorists, these 120 rounds of ammunition, every one of them is a treasure, and they must be spared.

"What should I do?" asked Zhao Bin.

"In this way, anyway, there is only one gun, leave it to me here, you go to contact the surrounding adjacent posts, and by the way, look for the soldiers patrolling outside, I can't say here to stop their attack, at least I can contain this group of terrorists, so that they dare not attack unscrupulously. ”

"You?" Zhao Bin wanted to ask you, okay?

Tang Ding's words made Zhao Bin suspicious, but after thinking about it, he felt that it made sense.

As the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. Tang Ding's marksmanship is what he has seen, completely surpassing the Snow Leopard Special Forces, what he lacks is only combat experience, but in the face of the dense terrorists below, he doesn't need any experience, just aim and fight.

His marksmanship is far from Tang Ding's, although he has been shooting for ten years, but this thing has a talent in it, and some people will not achieve much even if they practice again.

And it couldn't be more suitable for Tang Ding to be the target of sniping at this moment.

And Tang Ding's arrangement is also reasonable, because of his identity, he needs to contain the enemy here, and he needs to contact his comrades outside, and he is familiar with the soldiers, so it is most appropriate for him to find someone by himself.

"Okay, I'll call someone, you are here to contain it, remember, I told you, shoot a shot to change places. A good sniper must not let the enemy discover where the next shot is coming. ”

Zhao Bin told Tang Ding when he left.

Tang Ding nodded, "Okay, no problem." ”

At this moment, the terrorists besieging the camp have very fierce firepower, although the soldiers in the camp have also shot and fought with the lawbreakers, but at this moment these terrorists are not afraid of death, and they are crows and crows.

The soldiers fought the enemy on the basis of a brick outpost, but as the terrorists besieged it, they were getting closer and closer to the outpost.

Some of the soldiers who had just joined the army were already sweating in their palms, and their hands holding their guns trembled slightly.

Because once the terrorists attack, everyone knows what the outcome will be. With the characteristics of these Uyghurs who are not afraid of death, if the barracks are captured, their end will inevitably be miserable, and it may be difficult to keep a whole corpse.

This group of terrorists advanced steadily, and the soldiers had not many bullets, after all, there were few people in the ammunition depot, and the proximity of the terrorists caused the bullets to rage, although the barracks and the ammunition depot were only 20 meters apart, but at this time, the outcrops could be hit by stray bullets.

At this time, the soldiers all had a thought in their hearts, hoping that they could hold on a little longer, and those soldiers who had gone out on patrol would come back quickly, or reinforcements would arrive quickly.

But at this moment, under the premise that the bullets are about to run out, it has become a luxury to want reinforcements.

Just when everyone was already thinking of death, gunshots exploded among the terrorists.

The first shot burst the head of a terrorist, and the bullet was still exhausted, and it penetrated into the eye socket of a terrorist behind.

Two shots.

The sound of this gunshot is very stable and follows a special rhythm, although in the chaos and noisy gunfire, but this gunfire feels particularly obvious, and people can hear the difference at once.

Moreover, soldiers with good eyesight can see through the cracks that whenever this gunshot is fired, a terrorist must be shot in the head.

The gun in Tang Ding's hand was extremely stable, as if the recoil of the gun had been digested by his body, and it could not have any impact on the stability of the gun in his hand.

After firing three shots at this point, Tang Ding quickly lowered his body and appeared behind another boulder fifty meters away, and another three shots in a row, the gun shot head.

The more Tang Ding hits, the more he feels, this is different from hitting a big stone, because the big stone is fixed, as long as the person does not move, the stone does not move. But now it's a fight against people who are constantly moving, people can move, and the person whose gun is pointed at one moment will appear outside the crosshair the next moment.

Then Don Ding appeared in the next sniper position, and three more shots.

Don Ding didn't even have to look after pulling the trigger, knowing that this bullet would burst a skull.

While running, unloading the magazine and replacing it with a new one, Dondin appears in the next sniper position.