Guo Jinsong passed information on the number of people, directions, and the main guns held by the special forces through the team members.

Hong Yan made a roundabout gesture to him, then gently retreated with Guo Jinsong's acquiescence, and then turned to the south, where he passed, although the thatch shook slightly, but in the breeze, he could not distinguish whether there was anyone or not. Even the secret service team will not shoot easily!

Hong Yan was just about to turn around and follow the agent team, but he felt that there were two tail team members behind him, hanging about 200 meters behind the team. From time to time, they leaned over their scopes to look ahead. It turned out to be two snipers. Hong Yan didn't understand a little, what role did the two of them have in the back?

The attention of the two was focused on the front and back of the team, but they did not notice the existence of Hong Yan. Alas, Hong Yan felt that he was going to kill people again. To be honest, he really didn't want to kill with his own hands.

In his previous life, he was a teacher, and he was quite kind-hearted, although he didn't stop killing, but he couldn't kill people. Later, with the so-called social progress, peace lasted for a long time, and life education was advocated, of course, it was to educate students to respect and cherish life.

That's why both killings were done in a hurry. The first fourteen captives were just a matter of pointing. Although you can't move, as long as you don't have strenuous activity for a month, you will slowly recover later. However, if they continue to participate in the war, all that awaits them is paralysis of both legs and a lifetime of suffering.

I just caught five prisoners in the morning, and I still can't let go, let's kill them, I'm worried about battlefield discipline. Hong Yan really wants to solve it, and no one says anything, after all, he is not a formal soldier, and military discipline is not binding on him, but he really can't do it! Everyone knows that operating behind enemy lines with prisoners is indeed a burden. So, just wait for the mission to be completed tonight, and forget where you want to go.

None of the team had ever seen an agent, let alone the lead lieutenant. If they had stayed on the rocky hill yesterday, they might have been able to face the ensign. Yes, it was the second lieutenant who inspected Stone Mountain yesterday.

The second lieutenant was obviously much more experienced, and he stopped from time to time to observe the traces around him, and listened and sniffed like a hound that spotted the trail of his prey. The thatch was too deep, and there were relatively tall trees blocking the view, so Hou Chengzhi only sent thirteen people. The agents fanned into a small circle, spaced about fifty meters apart, and entered the ambush circle.

Two tail-tailed snipers, gesticulating, dodged behind two trees, with the muzzle of the main shooter pointed at the tree in front of him. It was Hou Chengzhi's ambush point. The secondary shooter's telescope looks in front of and around the large tree ahead. "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind", who is the praying mantis and who is the yellow finch?

The two were very attentive and focused. However, Hou Chengzhi in the dense foliage was easy to hit and killed. The muzzle of the main shooter did not move, but he did not pull the trigger for a long time. Suddenly, the target's head appears in the mirror, good chance. He was about to fire when he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, his whole body strength dissipated, and the sniper rifle slipped to the ground with a slight "thud" sound.

The voice was very slight, but the deputy shooter still heard it, and he looked sideways, only to be surprised to find a figure shorter than him standing between the two trees, with a faint smile on his immature face. Since it was the outfit of his own personnel, and there seemed to be no danger, the secondary shooter looked past the child to the main shooter behind him.

Behind the child, a headless body, with bloody arrows rising into the sky, constituted a strange backdrop. The co-shooter's pupils tightened, and he couldn't help but look at the child who was still smiling lightly, and his eyes turned into deep fear. Pointing his finger at the child, his lips trembling and unable to speak. The strange thing is that the child does not lift his steps, easily crosses a distance of seven or eight meters, thinks about the "devil" in his head, and then knows nothing.

Hong Yan picked up the sniper rifle and glanced at the old Maozi text on it. This is the famous SVD sniper rifle, that is, the Dragonov sniper rifle. It was the world's first precision marksman rifle made specifically for its use. The original goods, naturally, are much stronger than the copycat version! Hong Yan smiled.

"Woo" and then there is the sound of "Click......Click" submachine gun fire. There's finally a firefight ahead! Sure enough, agents are agents, and they are not so easy to deal with.

The gunfire was not very intense, but it was absolutely deadly. The sound of gunfire was mixed with screams. The divine sense swept over, and sure enough, many people fell.

"Grenade! Lie down! "Guo Jinsong is in command. Then there were seven or eight grenades and grenades exploding. The three agents retreated from their original paths, jumping freely through the dense thatch and stones of the hillside, occasionally turning around and firing a few shots.

"Damn, Vietnamese monkeys run really fast!" Hou Chengzhi fired the first shot, but after solving the first one, there was no result, and he was very annoyed.

In fact, it is safer to retreat the same way, and there is no need to worry about an ambush, but the way they came is to go up the mountain, and the retreat is to go down the mountain. This is extremely detrimental to them. Sure enough, after running for a few tens of meters, he was pressed by a submachine gun behind a few rocks down the slope and couldn't lift his head.

"Nomatsu empty leaves! (Shoot or kill!) Wang Feng shouted.

"Zongdui is magnanimous! (We treat our captives leniently!) Xu Zegui shouted.

There was no response, followed by several shots on the boulder where the three were hiding. "Click, click, ......" A Vietnamese devil suddenly appeared and swept towards the shuttle behind his hand. Fortunately, they were all veterans, and they squatted down after a few shots, and they didn't hurt their fur. But the thatch above his head was swept away and hung down.

Guo Jinsong rushed over, and with a gesture, Wang Feng, Xu Zegui and other four people outflanked him in two directions. At this moment, three grenades flew out and landed more than ten meters in front. The terrain was unfavorable, and the bombs were not delivered. The three of them were extremely depressed. Three more grenades flew up, and the three of them suddenly rushed desperately in three directions, obviously wishful thinking, and one of them always escaped.

Strings of bullets flew in the grass, starting with the Vietnamese agents in the retreating direction falling to the ground. Almost simultaneously, there were also gunshots on the left and right sides. The three of them didn't expect that the chasing soldiers were also divided, and they happened to block three directions. Wang Feng and Xu Zegui carefully examined the three agents they had knocked out, and they were too dead to die. Put away the agent's firearm and search his body for something of value. Not personal belongings, of course, but some documents and stuff like that. Vietnam in this era was also very poor.

After the assembly order, the team members gathered towards the mountain, and Hong Yan dragged a prisoner to arrive. This is the only captive.

The team was wounded, and Yang Si*qing was shot in the left arm, and his face was in pain. Li Changying was bandaging him. Another commando, Shi Lei, broke his leg and was very depressed rather than painful leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Guo Jinsong and Wu Honggang looked at the two injured and felt uncomfortable. The team finally showed wounded, this is only a small team of thirteen oh not fifteen people, what if it encounters a large army?

Hong Yan threw down the captive, his face was expressionless, he walked towards Shi Lei, pinched his calf to his left ankle bone, but fortunately it was only a dislocated ankle. "Take it off!" Hong Yan's words were still expressionless. Shi Lei took off his combat boots very obediently. The smell was stinking, Hong Yan held back his nausea, held his ankle with one hand, and pinched the soles of his feet with the other. Shi Lei took a sharp breath in pain, and then calmed down.

The ankle was reset, and the players remembered that there was a better Xiao Langzhong than a doctor in the team. If they saw Yang Si Qing just now and still sighed a little about their future fate, then at this time, their hearts were much more stable.

Hong Yan untied the freshly made bandage on Yang Si*qing's left arm, took out a small bottle of alcohol from the bag, and cleaned the wound. He took out a handful of silver needles, rinsed them with alcohol, and then pricked them on several acupuncture points such as the shoulders, chest, and armpits. The bullet was stuck in the middle of the arm bone, and Hong Yan felt incredible. It is said that the AK47 bullet is extremely penetrating, and even if it can't penetrate, at least it will break the arm.

Hong Yan took out another pair of surgical forceps, and no matter what the other team members thought, after disinfection, he directly inserted it into the wound and grabbed the warhead and dragged it out. Yang Si*Qing did not cry out in pain, but the bystanders felt a feeling of tooth soreness. The alcohol cotton ball was dipped in blood, and in front of everyone's eyes, Hong Yan actually took out a suture needle and fish intestine to suture the wound.

While the team members sighed that Hong Yan's movements were swift, they were wondering why Yang Si*qing didn't cry out in pain, and finally almost hugged him to open Hong Yan's backpack to see what else was inside?

Wipe off the last of the blood, sprinkle with white powder and tie a new first aid kit. It takes less than 5 minutes before and after. All the team members thought to themselves: "Nima, the expert-level surgery is not so fast, is it?" "However, how did they know that Hong Yan's warhead was almost brute. They are in the rear of the enemy, have a lot of activity, and if the warhead is not obtained, it is easy to become inflamed. If you delay for two or three days, maybe your arm will be useless.

"Thank you!" Yang Si* Qing was very clear and watched Hong Yan complete the operation. Then, he pulled out a small bottle of reddish liquid for him to drink. This is a liquid that accelerates recovery from trauma.

"Good!" Hong Yan took the silver needle and stood up.

However, to the surprise of the team members, Hong Yan suddenly kicked Yang Si*qing who was sitting on the ground. The latter immediately fell to the ground and cried out in pain, apparently not lightly powerful.

"Master!" "Brother Hongyan!" "Stop!" Everyone spoke out one after another, some puzzled and some confused.

However, Hong Yan did not stop, and the next unlucky egg was Shi Lei. When everyone thought it was over, Hong Yan kicked Hou Chengzhi a few more times.

"Very good, you guys are very good indeed! It turned out to be veterans, some of them were still at the level of squad leaders and platoon commanders, and 30 people dealt with 15 people, so that they were prepared for the unprepared, and this was the result......"

"Hongyan ......"

"Shut up, do you want to say why you guys? Are you trying to say that fifteen agents died and only two of us were wounded? The other one was accidentally sprained. Damn, I don't have anything to say if you think so. But you have to think about it, you are the first pilot special force in China, you have outstanding skills and super combat awareness, and your performance determines the future existence and development space of this unit.

Let me ask you, how did Yang Si*Qing get hurt? Is it because you are slow to react or because the players are not able to cooperate with their tactics? Shi Lei didn't take down an enemy, but he put himself down. How do you usually train when you drop the chain at a critical moment? ”

Yang Si* sat up early in the morning and did not refute Hong Yan's words. And Shi Lei was pale and covered with cold sweat.

"Team Guo and Team Wu, are you usurping your power?" Hong Yan looked at the embarrassed two captains, didn't wait for them to answer, and turned to Hou Chengzhi again: "And you, Hou Chengzhi, do you know that the first damn one is you?" Isn't it cool to get a sniper rifle and play cool? The most dereliction of duty is you, you didn't even see two damn snipers. What do your eyes see? Your sister! How many people do you want to kill? Hong Yan couldn't help but kick him again.