There was only one person and one gun on the top of the mountain, but it was an insurmountable barrier for this Indian army. No matter who rises or who rushes, what awaits him is a deadly bullet. The god of marksmanship on the top of the hill is beyond the scope of what these Indian soldiers can accept.

After a wave of charges, no one dared to show their heads after throwing down more than a dozen corpses.

"Rush up!" Hattori climbed up to the Indian officer in command of the Border Patrol and yelled at him in English, "What are you waiting for? He doesn't have many bullets! Are you Indian soldiers so afraid of death?"

"Bastard!" the Indian officer was annoyed, "why don't you and your men rush forward! We have lost more than a dozen people, and you dare to send my men to death!"

"Don't forget, I gave you the money! That's enough money for you to live the rest of your life in abundance!"

At the mention of money, the Indian officer was immediately deflated. Collect money from people and eliminate disasters with others. If he and his lieutenant hadn't taken the Japanese money, how could he be here? I thought it would be just a simple military operation and there would be no need for dead people at all, but I didn't expect this to be the result. More than a dozen of his people have already been killed, and such a thing can't be hidden at all, once the military investigates, he can't enjoy it even if he has money!

"I'm going to go with you and your people, damn, I took your money, but you didn't say that you were such a powerful opponent!"

Hattori Moon Blade made a muzzle lift.

"Don't move!" scolded one of the guards next to the Indian officer.

Hattori Moonblade lowered the muzzle of the gun, "If you and your men attack and help me catch that person, I'll give you another million dollars." With this money, you can leave India and go live somewhere else. ”

The Indian officer hesitated, "Two million dollars." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Hattori Moonblade's mouth, "You're greedy, but it's a deal." ”

The Indian officer then gave the order, "Rush forward! He has no bullets! Whoever kills him, I will give 100,000 dollars! I will share 500,000 dollars with the rest!"

$100,000 is undoubtedly an astronomical amount for a soldier at the bottom of India, not to mention that even if you don't kill the person on the top of the mountain, you can share $500,000 with others, which is a wealth both horizontally and vertically. Wealth and wealth were in danger, and the officer said that the people on the top of the hill were no longer out of bullets, and the Indian soldiers who were hiding launched a charge again.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out at the top of the mountain.

An Indian soldier who had just burst out of cover was shot in the head and fell to the ground, in a horrible death.

The Indian soldiers, who had just boosted their morale, showed signs of being angry again, and although wealth and nobility were attractive, they had to have a life to enjoy them! There is only one life, and in the face of death, no matter who is afraid.

Boom!

A Japanese armed man fired a grenade at the top of the hill while Xia Lei was shooting Indian soldiers.

Bang!

The grenade exploded near Xia Lei's sniper point, sending a cloud of fire and rubble into the dust.

"Rush forward!" the Indian officer roared.

Da Da Da ......

Bang bang bang......

The Indian soldiers rushed to the top of the hill like crazy. The Indian soldiers who launched the charge opened fire as they ran, suppressing Xia Lei with their firepower.

This time it seemed to work, and the snipers on the top of the hill did not shoot again at the targets below. The Indian soldiers soon approached the highest area of the mountaintop, and in the eyes of these Indian soldiers, there were not only the cliffs, but also bundles of dollars.

"It worked!" a Japanese armed man said to Hattori Moonblade at the bottom of the mountain. He was the one who nearly wounded Xia Lei with a grenade launcher.

"You two go up, don't let those Indians kill him, I want to live. Hattori Tsukiblade said.

The Japanese armed man who spoke made a gesture to another companion and came out from behind the rock bunker.

But the moment he stepped out of the rock, a bullet flew in, piercing his left eye and out of the back of his head. He didn't even feel the feeling of death, he was dead.

The other armed man suddenly turned pale, and subconsciously threw himself into the rock bunker he had just created.

It's a pity that it's a step late.

If he had done it the same moment his companion had been shot, it would have been too late. However, he was shot to death by his companion, and he was frightened and stunned for a moment before he did this. His reaction was fast enough, but still not as fast as a bullet.

Burst!

There was such a sound of puncturing the hot water bottle in his body, and then blood burst out of his neck, and Hattori Tsukikasa's face was bloodied before falling to the ground.

Hattori's face was pale, and he shrank behind the rock, not daring to move.

His plan had gone well so far, but he hadn't planned that the people he brought with him would die so miserably. The warriors of the twelve families were completely wiped out in one battle! You must know that he led these twelve family warriors to fight on the battlefield in the Middle East for a whole year without casualties. Not many people know about the existence of the "Moon Blade Legion", but those who know will be discolored. He also relied on the military power he had built up to fish in troubled waters in the Middle East and make a fortune in war. But all glory was erased tonight. He couldn't believe that with the strength of him and the warriors of the twelve families, plus the border patrol team of this Indian Mountain Division, he couldn't take a single Xia Lei!

He unhooked the Barrett M8A21 sniper rifle from his back, and his anger and supreme made him want to have a sniper fight with Xia Lei. But when he grabbed the M8A21 sniper rifle in his hand and was about to do it, his eyes moved to the family samurai who fell next to him. Looking at the family samurai who had half of his neck torn open and died, his courage suddenly disappeared.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Damn, are the CIA guys going to wait for those Indians to die and use up all the ammunition of Xia Lei before they go up and arrest them?

The safest way to catch someone like Xia Lei is to use up all his ammo. As long as he has a gun in his hand and a bullet in the gun, then he is an almost death-like existence!

After two shots, no more shots were fired from the top of the mountain.

Xia Lei's bullets really seem to be running out.

"He's out of bullets!Rush up and catch him!" This time even the Indian officer, who was hiding behind a rocky bunker, rushed out, ecstatic.

At the top of the mountain, the Indian soldiers roared frantically, pulled the trigger and rushed to the top of the mountain.

For the surviving Indian servicemen, they have undoubtedly survived the most difficult times, and all that remains is to count the money.

More than thirty Indian soldiers finally climbed to the top of the hill and came to the place where Xia Lei had gathered them. There was a sniper rifle on the rock, and an empty magazine. It is true that Xia Lei is out of bullets, but he is nowhere to be seen on the top of the mountain.

", what's going on?"

"No way! he must have gone into hiding, found him!"

"There's blood there!"

"Where did he go, he was injured!"

"Catch him!"

A group of Indian soldiers discovered the place where the dog had been slaughtered, saw the blood of the dog spilled on the snow, and rushed towards the cliff in ecstasy.

There was still no one under the cliff, and the traces of dog blood extended all the way to the crevices in the rocks that Xia Lei had sealed with stones.

"It's wounded! He's hiding in the rocks! He's surrounding him!" the Indian officer excitedly commanded his soldiers.

A large crowd of Indian soldiers rushed to the crevice in the rock.

But at this moment, a person suddenly appeared in a piece of snow behind them, a person, a gun, and a pair of underwear.

Bang bang bang......

The Hurricane Assault Rifle quickly spat out the cartridge casings, bullets ejecting from the muzzle, and one by one the Indian soldiers fell as if they were cutting wheat. Their deaths varied, but there was a striking unity, that is, although the men who shot at them were armed with assault rifles, each of them was shot in the head with one shot, and not one more shot!

To this extent, how terrifying does it take for the hand-eye and the brain to cooperate? No one knows, because it has never been done. But Xia Lei did it, his brain, his left eye, and his hands were like a supercomputer directing a super-precision robot to perform precise work at the moment of shooting, efficiently, accurately, and without the slightest error!

Of course, he was able to do this to this extent, and the superior performance of the Hurricane Assault Rifle was also a very important reason. If he was given an AK47 with a lot of recoil, or some other assault rifle, even if his brain, his hands and his eyes were so strong that he couldn't do that.

However, there was still one who slipped through the net, and that was the Indian officer.

When Xia Lei shot him, no bullets were sprayed from the muzzle.

The Indian officer was already scared, but after Xia Lei pulled the trigger, he was stunned for a moment and laughed, "Are you out of bullets? I really have to thank you, kneel-"

Xia Lei waved suddenly.

"Kneel down...... the word "kneel" came out, and the Indian officer fell to the ground with his head on his back, a throwing knife stuck in his forehead.

"I also have to thank you for giving me more ammunition. Xia Lei said. He threw away the exhausted Hurricane assault rifle in his hand and walked briskly towards the pile of Indian soldiers' corpses.

He had a good time to calculate, he got the weapons and ammunition of the Indian soldiers, and the Americans behind the mountain almost came. This is also the reason why he just gave up the exchange of fire with the Americans and destroyed the Indians first. Although this Indian army patrol has a large number of people, its military literacy is very low, and it is not difficult to kill them. And as soon as he chooses to engage the Americans and consumes ammunition, he will be in a desperate situation of being flanked from both sides. Without bullets, he ended up with only two endings, either suicide or capture.

The inferior weapons of the Indian soldiers made Xia Lei frown, but he really had nothing to find fault with. He haphazardly picked up a few assault rifles, along with a dozen magazines, and then left the cliff, ready to shift positions.

There was also a Japanese who did not take off, and that was a trouble, but he couldn't take care of it now. But compared to the terrible situation just now, it is much better.

Stepping over the cliff, in a flash, Xia Lei suddenly rushed to the side-

PS: Thank you Brother Hua for your tip, thank you!