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"What a fucking pervert! It's only been a month of training, how can there be such results! Is it because they have strong learning ability, or is it because the captain teaches them well?

This guy was thinking about his thoughts unwillingly, when a team member's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Team leader, we are all dead!

The dolphin then looked up at his teammates, and saw that some of them were standing and some were sitting, but without exception, each of them had a conspicuous patch of red, indicating that they were all dead.

"Damn, you're still talking?" the dolphin yelled at his teammates angrily, he was angry with his Poison Dragon Brothers.

When the dolphins attacked the commander and a dozen people in the grove, Wu Deshui did not wait in place, but quickly detoured to both sides of the grove with the rest of the people. But he had been watching the battle of the Dolphins, and when he saw that the thirteen people led by the Dolphins had all been killed by the people in the grove in less than three minutes, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I knew that the training level of the people of the Poison Dragon Society was very high, but I didn't expect their psychological quality to be so good, and they fully played to the level of their usual training, and even played at a super level, almost bouncing bullets and biting flesh, and not a single bullet was wasted.

But Wu Deshui did not stop, but ordered the Thunderbolt team to continue to quickly detour to both sides of the grove, although Zhao Lance's people are powerful, but after all, they are too few in number, it is impossible for them to completely control the entire forest, he wants to eat all the people in the woods who make dumplings.

The commander in the woods saw Wu Deshui's intentions and quickly moved his brothers through the woods to avoid being dumpled by the Thunderbolt team, while making sure to keep the enemy within his range and delay their rush into the woods. The order given to him by Brother Gun is to hold off the enemy for ten minutes, and he must do it!

Now the biggest advantage of the general and others is that they hide in the woods and can clearly observe the situation outside, but the people of Wu Deshui can't see the situation inside the woods, and they are a little blind in shooting.

The gun in the commander's hand rang out again and again, and there were no missed shots, his marksmanship was not comparable to those brothers around him who had only undergone a month of intensive training, but he had been specially trained in the devil's training camp for three months! The dolphin that attacked them just now was the one he put down.

However, due to the impact of the dolphin group before, it dragged the general and others for about three minutes, and Wu Deshui used these three minutes to divide his men into two groups, detoured back to the two wings of the group, and quickly approached the woods. Although the general manager and his brothers quickly shifted their firing positions and shot several members of the Thunderbolt team, they still failed to withstand the attack of the Thunderbolt team and let them rush into the woods.

After the Thunderbolt team also entered the woods, the advantage of the chief and others was completely lost, and the Thunderbolt team gave full play to the advantage of being outnumbered, and more than 100 people swept in the direction where the chief and others were hiding, and they did not even dare to risk their heads, if it were not for the fact that the shooting range in the woods was not open, and eighty percent of the bullets hit the trunks of the trees, a salvo of the Thunderbolt team would have wiped out all the dozen or so people.

Rao is like this, but four members of the Poison Dragon Society were shot and killed by the referee who followed them.

Raising his wrist to look at his watch, he saw that they had blocked the Thunderbolt team for eleven minutes, and immediately whispered to the few remaining people who had gathered around him, "Get out of the woods and run down the mountain!"

A few people nodded, then retreated as they fought, retreated from the other direction of the woods, and then took cover and moved in the direction of the lower part of the mountain.

Sure enough, as Zhao Changshu expected, Wu Deshui did not chase after the generals and several people ran down the mountain, but ordered his subordinates to quickly rush to the top of the mountain. Their task is to seize control of this mountain bag, and as for the general few people, run away.

Beyond the grove and upward, there is no dense wood, only bare rocks and the occasional pine and cypress tree. It's hard to hide people. So Wu Deshui took everyone to run up the mountain, striving to reach the top of the mountain in the shortest possible time and engage Zhao Changlan with fire.

However, just as they were rapidly advancing upward, a gunshot suddenly rang out on a hill opposite, and a cloud of red mist immediately erupted from the heads of one of the Thunderbolt team members.

"Oh it, there's a sniper! I've got a headshot!" the red-painted guy yelled.

"Shut up, you're dead!" the referee yelled at him. The player glanced blankly at the drill referee, rolled his eyes, and sat on the ground without moving.

In the past regular confrontation exercises, the base had special exercise clothing, which was coated with a photosensitive device and a receiver on the helmet, which could judge the degree of injury according to the part of the injury, and then release smoke of different colors. So there is no need to drill referees and troops at all.

However, this exercise was an impromptu initiative of Zhao Changshu and Wu Deshui, and there was no time to prepare these things, so each side arranged a drill referee to ensure the fairness of the exercise.

The paintballs they used in the exercise were specially purchased training bullets by the base, and their shooting distance was about the same as that of a real bullet, but it was extremely fragile, and once it hit a person, it would immediately shatter, and the red paint hidden in the bullet was splashing everywhere, although it could not hurt anyone, but the scene was very shocking, as if it was really bleeding all over the body.

Wu Deshui glanced at the guy with his head covered in red paint, and then turned his head to look at a small hill not far away. He was very experienced, and when he looked around, he saw that there were no good sniper positions around. Not only is there no commanding height, but the angle of view and shooting range are not good, the only possibility is that the bullets are flying from other mountains, and the people of the Poison Dragon Society only have light sniper rifles in their hands, with an effective range of 800 meters.

This information quickly rolled through Wu Deshui's head, and then in an instant he concluded that the sniper was on the hill not far away!

"Vulture, sniper on the opposite hill, kill him!" Wu Deshui shouted at one of his men.

"Yes, Captain!" a soldier agreed, and then quickly ran towards a large rock on the hillside with a sniper rifle in his hand, which was the best sniper position for both vision and shooting.

Wu Deshui gave the vulture an order, quickly mingled with everyone, and then continued to rush to the top of the mountain. In battle, the sniper's first task is to snipe the enemy's officers and important people, and Wu Deshui does not want to be killed by the snipers of the Poison Dragon Society. If he is killed, this confrontation exercise will basically be over.

The vulture soon jumped up to the boulder, which split a large crack more than a man wide in the middle, and out of the crack grew a jumble of shrubs, and a pine tree more than two meters high. It's a natural sniper position.

The vulture crouched behind the bushes, then opened the support of the sniper rifle and held it up, aiming its gun at the opposite hill. The eye looked through the scope to observe the situation on the opposite hill.

Today, the weather is sunny and the sun is shining, and through the scope, every grass and tree on the opposite mountain seems to be in front of the vulture's eyes, but the vulture has not found Hong Aaron's lurking position.

"Boy, it seems that you have learned well. It's well hidden. The vulture pursed her lips and thought to herself. He wasn't in a hurry, as the ace sniper of the Thunderbolt team, he was confident that he could kill the opponent with one shot, of course, provided that he first found the opponent's hiding place.

He wants to let the other party know who is the king of sniping on this position!

"Smack!" the gunshots rang out again on the opposite hill. The vulture didn't look to see if his people had been shot, but looked at the opposite hill, and he was surprised to find that at the moment when the gun rang out just now, he didn't even find the other party's hiding place!

The opponent did not reveal his hiding position when shooting!

The vulture's heart sank suddenly, master! He suddenly realized that the sniper on the other side was by no means a raw melon and egg trained in this month, but a real old bird.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out on the other side, another member of the Thunderbolt team turned red in the head, apparently another headshot! The member of the team who had been shot sat on the ground in frustration, still muttering and not knowing what he was muttering.

"Use the cover around you to avoid the shooting boundary of the opposite hill as much as possible, and move forward quickly!" Wu Deshui shouted, and then took the lead and jumped up quickly towards the top of the mountain. However, although this guy runs fast, his body always cleverly uses the rocks and trees around him to avoid the enemy's sight on the opposite mountain.

The others also followed Wu Deshui's instructions, followed his example, and quickly pushed upward.

"Smack!" At this moment, another gunshot suddenly rang out on the opposite hill.

It wasn't until the sound of gunfire reached the ears of the Perak team members that anyone realized that their brother had been shot again. Sure enough, a guy with his hair all over red was squatting on the ground blowing his beard and glaring, probably "dead" a little unwillingly.

The vulture, hiding on the big rock, still lay motionless, staring at the opposite hill with eagle-eyed eyes. Although the cold wind of late autumn was blowing across his face, a fine layer of sweat appeared on this guy's face. This shows that his heart is not as calm as it seems. The other party has already fired three shots, and he has not even found the other party's hiding place, which makes him feel more stressed.

The other party definitely did not snipe at one point, but prepared multiple sniper positions in advance, and changed places with one shot, which made it very difficult for him to capture the other party's traces.

"Smack!" another gunshot rang out from the hill on the opposite side!

At the moment when the gun rang out on the other side, the vulture's muzzle suddenly turned, and he suddenly noticed that the muzzle of a black hole was rapidly disappearing behind a tall clump of dead grass.

Without any hesitation, the vulture suddenly pulled the trigger with his own judgment!

The dead grass on the opposite side shook for a while, and there was no movement.

The vulture did not let his guard down, and he didn't know if the other party had been hung up by himself, so he could only continue to monitor. Fortunately, after a few minutes, there was no gunfire from the other side, and it seemed that the other party had hung up.

The vulture's mood relaxed, and his body moved slightly, he had been in a position for too long, and wanted to relax, but his slight movement accidentally touched the small pine tree beside him, and the small pine tree shook slightly.