Gidsi, Zhou Hao has heard of this border town. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It's just that he never thought that Lin Ken's hiding place was so close to him, and it was in vain that he had worked so hard to inquire in the direction of Bossaso and Mogadishu through Abu's connections for so long.

The mountains here are not very high, around 1,000 to 1,400 meters above sea level. On the Somali plateau, that is, a hill three or four hundred meters high, but this mountain is continuous, if it is not for Zhou Hao to get the information, it is too difficult to find a small training base.

Before dawn, Zhou Hao had already come to the training base.

The training base is located at the end of a valley and consists of several wooden houses and about twenty gray tents. In Zhou Hao's divine sense, there are about a hundred people in the base,

Hakri appeared next to Zhou Hao, and he had already changed into a combat uniform of the special forces of the Mi Army. As soon as the two pulled on their masks, they quietly dived into the valley.

It was a little past 4 a.m., the time when humans were most tired, and there was only one sentry at the checkpoint, dozing off in a daze.

Hackley suddenly appeared behind the base checkpoint, his gloved hand tightly covering the sentry's mouth and nose, and then suddenly broke the sentry's trachea and cervical vertebrae with a strong force. The sentry silently moved his leg a few times, and then swallowed his breath completely. Swallowing the soul body that had just escaped, he gently placed the sentinel's corpse in place, making him look as if he was sitting on the ground dozing off.

After dealing with all this, Harkery threw himself forward, and the whole person fell to the ground. At the same time, his body instantly turned into the same color as the ground, and even the gravel and grass that he pressed under him were vividly copied.

In Zhou Hao's divine sense, Hackri was like a big snake composed of yellow sand, quickly came to the tent area, and it seemed that there was a trap behind the tent area where no one was watching at night!

They actually put the guards on night duty in a tent where no one else lived, and let the guards secretly observe the outside world through the cracks in the tent. This avoids mosquito bites, but is more hidden, and of course the disadvantage is that the sentinel's field of vision is insufficient.

Zhou Hao passed the information he saw in his divine sense to Hackri with a strange feeling in his heart, and then quietly walked around the back of the sentry facing the tent and twisted his neck.

This was taught by 'Ali, the leader of the guard of Abdul. Experienced soldiers are very sensitive to the smell of blood in the air, and the slightest abnormality in the air can wake up immediately. This is one of the reasons why the special forces of various countries prefer to twist instead of slashing the enemy's neck or stabbing the enemy's heart with a knife when they sneak attack.

Hackley gently picked up the mp7 and gently opened the tent door next to him, and at the same time that Zhou Hao twisted the sentry's neck, the muzzle of the mp7 in his hand spewed out a long tongue of fire.

What is the concept of more than 800 rounds per minute? That's 13 particles popping out in front of the target in one second.

With the crisp and fast strafing sound of MP7, the entire training camp immediately exploded.

Since ancient times, what generals are most afraid of is not face-to-face fighting, but bombing the camp.

The most famous one in modern times was the Huai-Hai Campaign, when Sun Yuanliang led the 16th Corps to break through from Chenguanzhuang and ran to the outside to see that there were still more than 400 people left.

Later, according to the restoration of the witnesses, it was learned that Sun Bu was basically undamaged when he broke through the siege, retreated to camp in X County, and was attacked by a small group of troops of the People's Liberation Army at night. After being surrounded by intense tension for many days, the officers and men of Sun's corps suddenly relaxed, and then suddenly attacked, their nerves suddenly collapsed, the whole army screamed, and even killed each other, and the army of tens of thousands of people collapsed.

Well-trained professional soldiers on weekdays will kill each other because of the bombing of the camp, not to mention the rookies in the training camp who have just begun to receive military training.

Disheveled militants scurried out of their tents like headless flies. The guns in their hands fired indiscriminately, and a large number of soldiers fell under the guns of their comrades.

By bombing the camp, these people were unsettled. Zhou Hao's right finger swiped towards the sky, and a series of strange syllables spat out of his mouth. As soon as the voice fell, those people suddenly stopped running in unison, and shot at each other frantically on the spot, even if there were a few people who had already hid in the safety bunker, they also rushed out of the bunker frantically at this time, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the companions who had been talking and laughing.

Hakri stood in front of Zhou Hao, the gun in his hand kept spraying bullets frantically, harvesting the lives of the militants. And all his ghost slaves were happily hovering over the camp, and as soon as they found a new ghost appearing, two or three ghost slaves would immediately pounce on them, turning into black chains that tightly connected the freshly baked soul bodies. What's more, these soldiers are frightened, and they use various means to constantly stimulate those soldiers to make more crazy movements.

Slowly, the gunfire in the training camp became sparse, and in the end, only two or three soldiers stood stupidly in the training ground, looking at their comrades who were no longer breathing.

They finally came to their senses, but Zhou Hao really felt that they shouldn't be sober. Harkry cocked his gun and pulled the trigger in the midst of the horrified gazes.

Zhou Hao shook his head, not because of Hackri's last silence, but because he felt that he was a bit of a cover-up and stealing the bell by doing this, what is the difference between this and killing people with his own hands? It seems that he has to think of other ways.

After signing a few ghost slaves, Harkri looked at Zhou Hao with an embarrassed face. As a ghost slave who shares Zhou Hao's heart, Harkri knows how much his master wants to learn about this side and return to Quancheng as soon as possible.

Ricken is not there!

This is the bad news that Harkri brought to Zhou Hao. Yesterday, he went alone to Aisha, 40 kilometers away, to meet with an important person.

As soon as Zhou Hao arrived in Aisha Town, he saw that a group of people had split up and had already started the car.

The consciousness was swept away, and he thought that a young man with a Chinese face and a haggard face appeared in Zhou Hao's sea of consciousness.

"Lin Ken!" recognized at a glance this person who he had been obsessed with for nearly a month. Judging by his appearance, he must have had a very hard time recently.

"Want to run?"

Zhou Hao did not greet Hackry, but lay down on the spot at the same time Barrett appeared in his hand, and the high-powered scope was already firmly aimed at Ricken's head.

Ricken sat in the car with an anxious face, and the dense gunfire from the mountains made him feel very bad, and just when he opened his mouth to urge the driver to hurry up and drive, his scalp suddenly went numb, and the word "sniper" immediately appeared in his mind.

Without hesitation, Ricken swooped out of the car and rolled on the spot to hide against the wall of a house.

Zhou Hao had already firmly put Ricken's head in the aiming frame, but just before he pulled the trigger, Ricken suddenly dived and the whole person disappeared from Zhou Hao's scope.

"Want to run?" Zhou Hao's decisive hand pressed down, and then pulled the trigger.

The car Rickon was in when Barrett fired a fire bomb, and the whole car immediately burst into incandescent flames.

Zhou Hao breathed a sigh, and just when he wanted to look up to find Ricken, his eyebrows suddenly became cold, and it seemed that a needle was piercing him. Without thinking about it, Zhou Hao hid directly in the space. The moment he entered the space, a 25mm armor-piercing bullet from an anti-materiel rifle hit where he had been leaning over. Knocked a large hole through the roof.

If he hadn't avoided it, the bullet would have hit him in the head!

It's so hanging! I really underestimated the heroes of the world.

After Zhou Hao appeared again and saw the location where the bullet hit, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed.

The ultra-long-distance aiming and shooting actually made Zhou Hao feel nothing, until the bullet came out of the chamber, a sharp, spike-like feeling suddenly appeared. Fortunately, his instinctive reaction was to hide in space, otherwise it is estimated that he would have died unexplained under the snatch of an unknown shooter, and Zhou Hao's witchcraft has not yet been refined to the point where he can still be safe and sound when he is hit in the head by a 25mm anti-weapon armor-piercing bullet.

However, this also means that Zhou Hao must kill this master, after all, the inexplicable disappearance of a big living person must have been recorded by the sniper's high-powered recorder.

"Sure enough, in sniper warfare, it is a classic principle to change places with one shot. Zhou Hao muttered as he quickly appeared in a hidden place on another roof. Looking up at Hackley's figure floating in mid-air, it corresponded to Lin Ken, who was bent over and carrying an automatic rifle and running quickly up the hill below him.

"Goodbye!" Zhou Hao lay on the roof, and decisively pulled the trigger with a little aim.