The sound of sparse gunfire came and went under the night sky.

The nights of the desert dunes are cold, even if the surface temperature of these places can reach more than 40 degrees Celsius in direct sunlight during the day, but because the heat dissipation effect is so good, the temperature of those undulating sand dunes can drop by 30 degrees in less than an hour, so the temperature drops sharply.

The moonlight was pale tonight, and the willow-waisted moon could not provide enough reflected light, and even with the starlight of the Milky Way, it could not illuminate the world too brightly.

Two black shadows moved, like tanuki, light and vigilant.

The shadows of shrubs and some remnants of human activity in the night light became their best cover, and after each movement, they would nimbly hide under those shadows, merging with the shadows.

Unless it's a real tanuki, you might be able to tell them out.

"Ahead, there is a firepower point, in the direction of nine o'clock, I'll go, you cover!"

Leaning back against a wrecked SUV, the melted tires were like sun-drenched ice cream, forming a black puddle on the ground, and Zhang Ran was sitting right under his buttocks, he was clutching two bayonets in both hands, the ones on the AK47.

Shadowless crouched not far from him, the half-blown nose of the off-road vehicle, the bare engine and some unnamed fragments, the light and shadow formed in the night looked like a monster with teeth and claws at first glance.

"Some of them were adventurous, and I couldn't be sure how many people were inside."

"There are not many of them, and there should be no more than three people at one firing point, I estimate it is two, and there will be no problem." Even if it was just a small-scale firefight, and it was at night, Zhang Ran still habitually reached out and grabbed the black ash on the ground around him, and wiped lines on his face.

Some people may wonder why in battle, especially in special operations, soldiers always have to wipe their faces like cats, in fact, the purpose of this is to avoid the formation of large regular bright spots in the enemy's line of sight, so that their facial contours are fragmented.

So whether you use a professional camouflage pen or burnt black ash, as long as you can form effective marks on your face, you can do it.

"Let's go, pay attention!"

"Good!"

The AK in Wuying's hand was already loaded, and when Zhang Ran rushed out, Wuying turned over and lay on the front of the car, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the firing point thirty meters in front of him.

The fourteen mercenaries led by Sava were in the dilapidated house less than 100 meters away, and the surrounding environment was empty, so the enemy easily surrounded Sava and the others, and I don't know if they lost their communication equipment during the battle, Zhang Ran and Wuying were never able to get in touch with Sava's troops.

In desperation, Zhang Ran and Wuying decided to launch a strong attack, annihilating the enemy first, and naturally they could lift the encirclement of Sava and others.

Through the crosshairs, the shadowless can clearly see the black shadow formed by Zhang Ran's body, moving forward like a mouse clinging to the ground, unless you are intentionally observing, it is difficult to be noticed.

It is relatively easy to exist as a cover, as long as you ensure that you can shoot to provide enough fire support for Zhang Ran when you need it, but for Zhang Ran, it is different. The first is the huge psychological pressure.

Zhang Ran was not worried about the two or three enemies in the firepower point, even if they were also professional mercenaries. There is a difference between a genius and an ordinary person in any profession, and Zhang Ran believes that he is the pinnacle of the mercenary world. He is fearless one-on-one or one-on-many, and what really worries him is the sniper who may be hiding in the shadows.

Fortunately, there is no considerable commanding height in the surrounding sight, that is to say, even if the opponent has a sniper, he may not be able to exert one-tenth of his ability in normal times due to the limitations of the environment, which is the reason why Zhang Ran dares to take the risk of touching the opponent's firepower.

However, no one dared to guarantee that the sniper was not hiding nearby, and even Zhang Ran could not clean up the locations of possible snipers around him one by one without the support of sufficient equipment.

So Zhang Ran could only block it.

Compared with the enemy's occasional shooting temptation, the counterattack on Sava's side was much more deserted, basically three shots before one shot, and each time the bullets were fired from a different window or from the corner of the wall or the crack in the door, so that the people outside could not determine the location.

From this point of view, the soldiers of the Blood Rose Mercenary Regiment are still experienced.

Close, close.

In three minutes, Zhang Ran only moved a distance of thirty meters, and he finally succeeded in seeing the two figures in the deep pit clearly, one was lying on the edge of the pit to shoot, and the other was squatting in the pit and smoking. Obviously, this senseless confrontation made the two soldiers feel bored, that is, mercenaries, and the army of any country would never allow the soldiers to smoke in such a situation.

"Bert, why didn't you give the order to attack from above, if you wait, Lao Tzu will be rusty!"

The soldier who smoked, in Zhang Ran's opinion, was in a posture like defecation, and he was talking in a suppressed voice, but he didn't expect to be listened to by Zhang Ran word for word.

"Who knows!"

The soldier, who fired a shot from time to time, replied without looking back.

"Maybe it's just for us to crucify this group of women here, forget it, it's okay not to attack, at least you don't have to worry about eating guns, you say?"

"What's the use of crucifying these women?" The soldier who threw away the cigarette butt grabbed the gun leaning against the wall of the pit, and when he was about to change shifts, a dull knife suddenly swept through his throat.

"Gollum"

The foamy blood soaked out of the wound in the throat, part of it flowed along the skin under the action of gravity, and part of it squeezed into the open trachea, following the instinctive acceleration of the person's breathing, quickly invading the lungs!

The taste is extremely unpleasant, and people will choke to death with their own blood, the only difference is that it is shorter than drowning in water.

"Smack!"

The soldier whose throat was cut by Zhang Ran was also tough enough, even in this situation, he still did not forget to slap the wall of the pit behind him with his hand at the last moment of his life, although the sound was not loud enough, but it was enough to alarm the companion who set up the shooting.

Zhang Ran did not withdraw his military thorn, while he suspended half of his body in the air to cut off the enemy's throat, his body was like a boneless rope, sliding down the dirt pit, at this time the whole person was already tightly attached to the body of the twitching soldier, only poking out some from the back of his neck for easy observation.

When he saw that the soldier's left shoulder was the first to shrug up, Zhang Ran quickly flashed out from the right rear side of the soldier whose throat was cut, which was equivalent to moving towards him like lightning from the right side of the soldier who shot - this was just a momentary calculation, judging the direction of the enemy's turn and entering his visual gap and launching an attack!

It seems simple, but such a simple act not only involves mental and physical fitness, but also requires rich experience, and all three are indispensable!

The muzzle of the black hole hole, turned around, and aimed right at the chest of his companion!

This mercenary named Bert didn't find the enemy in the first time after he turned around, and his heart suddenly cooled!

"It's over, I've met a master!"

Almost at the same time as this year flashed in his mind, Bert felt that his heart was really cold!

The body armor made of Kevlar fiber and steel plate has a good braking effect for bullets below 9 mm, and as long as it is not shot at close range, it can basically save a life. However, this kind of body armor, which costs tens of thousands of dollars, can't stop a military spur that costs less than 100 dollars!

The military thorn in Zhang Ran's hand is already about to rust, a military thorn!

The military spur was drilled into under the armpit of Bert's left arm raised because of the end of the gun, and only a seasoned soldier like Zhang Ran could accurately judge whether the length of the military spur could pierce a person's heart in this position! Of course, this also requires the grasp of timing and the control of power!

The timing of the knife is fleeting, and there is not enough strength to send the spur into the body as a whole and puncture the heart directly.

As the heart ruptures, a large amount of blood will break through the shackles of the heart muscle in an instant, not only causing internal bleeding, but also squeezing out of the body along the blood groove on the stab, so that you can hear a "hissing" sound like a leak in a water pipe.

That's the sound of life flowing!

Even a doctor with excellent medical skills could not save Bert's life at this time, he could only twist his neck hard, trying to see clearly what kind of enemy he was so skillful and ruthless to end his life.

Zhang Ran gave Bert a chance, but unfortunately this opportunity was meaningless to Bert, he couldn't see Zhang Ran's appearance clearly at all, the last sight of his pupils was a black face like the bottom of a pot, and the only thing that could prove that it was a living face was the pair of dripping eyes.

"Whew~"

With a sigh of relief, the enemy was solved, and there was no accident, but Zhang Ran did not dare to relax his vigilance. After all, this group of mercenaries are all battle-hardened veterans, even if no one pays attention to the situation here at first, as long as the firepower does not keep up, they will be noticed.

So Zhang Ran had to replace Bert, picked up the gun, and shot at the dilapidated house where Sava and the others were supposed to be hiding.

In fact, most of the bullets fired from the muzzle of his gun flew into the sky, but no one could see it clearly in the night, and Zhang Ran covered it up like this, but it gave Wuying a chance to follow Zhang Ran's footsteps and start the next move.

Shadowless's skills were actually no worse than Zhang Ran's, and there didn't seem to be more enemies around here, so Shadowless jumped into the pit very easily.

The two corpses and the pungent smell of blood didn't make Shadow's expression fluctuate in the slightest, and she touched the two corpses for the first time, collecting anything useful.

"Dog tags, white leather, I took a picture and sent it to you, you check it!"

The nameplate with the silver metal chain was lying quietly in the hands of the shadowless, one of which was stained with blood, and the shadowless did not treat it, anyway, the bloodstains would not affect the white leather to extract useful information.

"Wait a minute, a minute."

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