cpa300_4(); "Dada......"

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Adjacent to the Ladakh Mountains of the Indus Valley, in a relatively gently undulating ridge alpine meadow area, several mercenaries dressed in various travel civilian clothes, wearing sunhats, carrying travel backpacks, and tactical vests on their bodies, armed with AK74 assault rifles and heavy barrel general-purpose machine guns with cartridge boxes, formed a tactical search team formation at a certain distance apart, cautiously and carefully searched in the alpine meadow area.

Just as the search team was moving forward on foot, a figure with a somewhat blurred face and an obese figure flew up in a naturally sunken pit overgrown with weeds more than a dozen meters away (the figure moved too fast, and there was an obvious lag phenomenon when the human eyes observed the high-speed moving object)!

Walking at the back of the squad and wearing a tactical individual communicator headset on his ear, the thirty-year-old white machine gunner with an unusually strong figure spotted the figure flying up from the dirt pit for the first time, without any hesitation, Subconsciously pulled the trigger of the 7.62 mm caliber general-purpose machine gun with a heavy barrel in his hand, the flame of the barrel showed a dark red color in the setting sun, the machine gunner moved extremely quickly and reacted quickly, with the gun belt hanging on his shoulder and his hands firmly held up the general-purpose machine gun hanging on the chain box of two hundred bullets, and the muzzle swept out an arc-shaped barrage followed closely behind the flying figure!

Later, the nearby mercenaries armed with small-caliber assault rifles also came back to their senses and pulled the trigger of the AK74 assault rifle held in front of them with their gun belts and arms, and used continuous strafing and intermittent point firing in an attempt to annihilate the figure that was still flying in the air at a height of several meters in one fell swoop.

However, the mercenaries' shots did not cause even the slightest damage to the figures flying sideways, whether it was a 7.62 mm caliber machine gun bullet fired by a general-purpose machine gun or a small-caliber assault rifle bullet, they only flew quickly and continued to rush behind the figure in the meadow area to avoid bullet damage through various obstacles.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

More than 100 meters away. Wearing a leather Tibetan robe and a fur felt hat, the combat team of the Indian Investigation and Analysis Bureau's special service team with an Asian face also reacted quickly, a special service member with a full beard and a beard in his thirties who looked like a proper and rugged man, and his swiftness and cunning did not match his rugged appearance at all. Instead of pulling the trigger of the AK74 assault rifle in his hand, he shook his shoulders and carried the disposable bazooka launcher diagonally on his back with a strap, and he picked up the bazooka launcher and pulled the trigger with great speed.

In a flash of fire, the rocket rushed out of the launcher canister with the help of the solid-fuel engine. After an extremely short and frightening shrill whistle, gray-white smoke ignited at the tail of the rocket, flying in a slight arc over a distance of more than 100 meters, and crashed straight into the figure that was constantly flying between the meadows, weeds and stone piles!

The muscles on the face of the rugged secret service member trembled, seeing that the rocket was about to successfully hit the figure that was still jumping freely in the air, a pair of big eyes were bigger than the bull's eyes and showed a fierce color, and a thought flashed in his mind, Lao Tzu is witty to see how you still fly......

Unexpectedly, just when the mercenaries and special service members who were still firing and firing were looking forward to witnessing the rockets blasting the flying figures into countless pieces of minced meat, the rockets, which had calculated the amount in advance, crashed headlong into a large gray-white stone more than two meters high. In the dull sound of the explosion, accompanied by the splashing of countless stones and rocket shrapnel, the black and red fire clouds formed by the explosion rose into the sky with gray and yellow smoke and dust, which looked particularly dazzling under the light of the setting sun.

The rocket did not hit the figure that looked fat, and the fat figure stopped its forward momentum from a few meters in the air at the moment when the rocket was about to strike, like a fighter plane that had stopped in the air and lost its thrust, and fell straight down like a heavy plumb sinker. The rocket missed, and it didn't happen to be far from the mercenary squad members who were moving with guns and strafing their bodies.

"Shet!"

In order to avoid the shrapnel flying from the shock wave of the rocket explosion, the machine gunner who threw himself headlong on the meadow and weed, did not bother to pat off the dust and grass clippings on his body and sunhat, shook his head a few times and got up quickly. Seeing the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated, he whispered an American-style national scolding.

The machine gunner was very dissatisfied with the idiot members of the Indian Investigation and Analysis Bureau's special service team, the rockets were fired so close to the mercenaries, and he despised the Indian Yankees in his heart, even if the Indian special service team had been trained by the whole American style, they still neglected the actual combat and the mercenaries could not cooperate at all. I almost got the mercenaries in the trap.

The smoke and dust of the explosion had not yet been dispersed by the wind blowing on the plateau, and the mercenaries closest to the explosion point had already reacted quickly, not caring about shaking off the dust and grass clippings on their bodies, holding assault rifles and general-purpose machine guns to shoot out a barrage of intersecting barrages, and at the same time, they quickly approached the meadow grass slope near the explosion point under the cover of fire, searching for the fat figure who had successfully escaped the rocket attack.

The mercenaries, who had completely come to their senses, already knew that the fat figure was none other than one of the two sect cultivators on the mission briefing, an old man from a primitive religious sect in southwest China, Kong Dang Ding.

This old man has extraordinary abilities, but for the sake of a small amount of money, where can the mercenaries who lick the blood from the knife edge still take care of these, the courage of the weapon in their hands surges and the blood surges, even if he can't kill Kong Dare Ding, it hurts him to delay the time and wait for the team of Indian special agency aliens led by Nia Sharma to arrive, even if it is a credit, the damn Ladakh ridgeline is too wide, and the mercenaries must delay the pace of Kong Dare Ding's escape!

Several mercenaries holding weapons in battle formations approaching the grass near the explosion point kept searching the grass pit with a vigilant face, but they didn't see anything in the smoke and dust that was about to dissipate, and Kong Dang Ding's figure disappeared as if he knew how to escape from the earth, and no trace of him was found no matter how he looked.

Just when the mercenaries were wondering how a big living person suddenly disappeared, dozens of dark blue electric balls the size of broad beans flashing with light blue arc light flashed on the surface, suddenly appeared in the air more than one meter high on the mercenaries' sides, like fireflies on a summer night, and these electric light spheres that refracted azure light looked weird and inexplicable under the glow of the sunset.

A machine gunner with a general-purpose machine gun with a cartridge box on his belt and hands. The muscles on the dusty face and still resolute shook involuntarily, and after surviving many brutal battles in the Middle East and Central Asia, the machine gunner, who had been tested on the killing battlefield for a long time, felt extremely dangerous, and had no time to call the gun-wielding mercenary companions not far away. After flying out of place with a general-purpose machine gun in his arms and approaching three meters away, he rolled sideways with the general-purpose machine gun and fell into a natural soil ditch more than one meter deep nearby.

Just when the machine gunner, with his keen intuition of the crisis, rushed out without thinking about it, dozens of dark blue electric spheres that seemed harmless and dazzling in an instant were like the warheads of the disarmed machine cannon shells hitting the hard stones. The volley exploded.

In the low "poof" popping sound, accompanied by a little smoke and grass clippings stirred up by the shock wave of the highly concentrated explosion, the bodies of several well-armed mercenaries seemed to have been hit by countless single-headed shotguns fired at close range, and were repeatedly impacted by the explosion shock wave concentrated in one place, and in the blood mist spraying, the flesh and blood on the body, the rags of the cloth of the clothes, and the fragments of the sunhat on the head were constantly separated from the splash, just like a death row prisoner who had been tortured by thousands of knives in ancient times, and the whole body had lost its human form and flesh and blood through thousands of holes.

Tactical vests and casual travel jackets could not stop the shock wave impact of the explosion of the broad bean-sized sphere of light at all, and the explosion with a high concentration of energy did not "blow away" the mercenary's body. A few mercenaries just stood crookedly on the grass in vain, like rag dolls for a moment before falling to the ground, the smell of blood passing away with the wind, very miserable.

The strange scene of the mercenaries falling to the ground like a fountain of blood, and the terrible and brief howl before dying is a lingering nightmare for the Heavy who is lucky enough to escape the attack and fly out.

"Dada......"

At this time, the machine gunner, who was stained with a lot of blood splashes, seemed to have lost the courage of the past, and the pressure of too much pressure had put his nerves on the verge of collapse, and his eyes were almost red and he was frantically holding the general-purpose machine gun and sweeping the sight in front of him. There was only one thought in his mind, he couldn't let the fat old man get close to him, and in vain he forgot that there were less than a hundred bullets in the chain box in his hand, and the barrage of strafing and firing only lasted for a short time before stopping. All the bullets in the chain box are empty in less than ten seconds!

The moment the gunfire stopped, the air on the grassy slope looked strangely solemn, the machine gunner's chest rose and fell violently, panting for breath, a bean-sized cold sweat had appeared on his forehead, and his red eyes looked around at the surrounding grassy slope and rocks, his nerves were very tight, and he supported the gun with one hand and the belt of the gun. After removing the empty bullet chain box hanging on the gun body with one free hand, while the empty bullet chain box painted in army green smashed on the grassy slope grass, the extremely fast backhand pulled the bottom zipper of the travel backpack on his back.

A spare chain box with a capacity of 200 rounds fell out of the opening at the bottom of the open backpack!

The machine gunner catches the chain box that seems to be a little heavy with his backhand, and hangs it on the side of the general-purpose machine gun very skillfully, erects the bullet plate of the general-purpose machine gun at speed, pulls out the chain bullet that can scatter the bullet chain from the bullet chain box and presses it, closes the bullet plate and pulls the bolt loading, the whole process only takes a few seconds without a moment of pause and no mistakes, even the machine gunner himself feels that it is incredibly fast.

The Heavy didn't care about the zipper of the backpack on his back, and countless yellow-orange-orange 7.62mm caliber machine gun bulk bullets lost the restraint of the bottom chain box and fell on the grass through the gap opening at the bottom of the backpack, but again backhanded, caught another spare chain box that fell out of the opening at the bottom of the backpack with the bulk machine gun bullets, and tied it to the tactical belt around his waist with the alloy buckle attached to the side of the modified chain box case.

In order to deal with an unusually powerful opponent, the Heavy used a rare tactical trick of changing the chain box, relying on this hand to quickly change the chain box, saving the lives of the Heavy and his fellow mercenaries on many missions in the Middle East and Central Asia.

Because in the fierce hand-to-hand fire, the faster replacement of the spare bullet chain can save time and achieve the powerful effect of killing the enemy's living force unexpectedly.

The Heavy knows that the opponent he is facing is too strong, and if he does not show his strong side and weakens his momentum, he will die quickly.

Of course, as a professional mercenary, he must have a killing nature in his bones in order to support him to go to the killing battlefield again and again, and the machine gunner thinks that even if he can't survive, he must show his best technical and tactical level before hanging up, this white mercenary in his thirties is actually arrogant in his bones.

At this time, he can really understand what cannon fodder is, what is a one-hit kill, the mercenary skills that have been solidified by the test of war for a long time are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the aliens, and without the cover of the mercenary companions, the machine gunner does not dare to take out the spare bullet chain box from the backpack according to the convention, which will temporarily lose the visual search and vigilance of the intended target, such a mistake is easy to kill people in a complex combat environment.

However, the machine gunner, who was ready to fire again, did not wait for the dark blue electric sphere that flashed with arc light on the surface that made him remember deeply, but only waited for a few members of the special service team of the Investigation and Analysis Bureau with weapons in hand who were sprinting and approaching from more than 100 meters away.

After seeing clearly a few mercenaries lying in a pool of blood on the grass next to the stone pile, the members of the mercenary team who wanted to say something to ridicule Ted were just such bearded special service members, and when the words reached their lips, their lips squirmed a few times and they never spoke.

A few of the mercenaries who had hung up died miserably and lost their human form, probably not even their mothers, so it was better not to rub salt in the heavy wounds in their hearts.

Not long after several members of the special service team arrived, they saw the machine gunner looking up at the sky, and almost at the same moment, the members of the special service team had clearly heard the special roar of a Soviet-style civil aviation transport plane flying over the sky.

"Attention squads...... Attention to each squad, shrink the formation, shrink the formation...... We are in trouble, an airborne detachment is carrying out airborne ...... from the Il-76 transport aircraft"

The members of the Special Service who were equipped with the same individual communicator and the mercenary machine gunner, who were lucky enough to be alive, both received an emergency war briefing message from someone in pure American English at the same time, and it was none other than the American Ted, the leader of the mercenary group.

(To be continued.) )