No matter how fast Xue Lang's speed is, a kilometer is not a breathing room, it is a superman.

He rushed to the camp, where two more people were brutally cut off their carotid arteries, and the bloody sword shot out, and the human body began to convulse.

Xue Lang couldn't see it, and neither could all the team members of the group, they were all running fast, quickly approaching the shooting distance.

In the rush, Xue Lang and Zuo Boyang were left and right, and there was no line in front and back, so as to avoid stepping on the mine, the front broke through, and the back exploded.

Fortunately, when the two of them ran to the bulge of the mountain bag about a kilometer of the camp, they did not encounter a single mine.

By this time, only three people were still alive on the stumps of the camp, and four more had been slaughtered.

This is not a comrade-in-arms, it is not a known rescue target, otherwise, Xue Lang will shoot at the longest distance to alarm the rioters, and then launch a strong attack.

But he doesn't know the situation, he must ensure the safety of the team, rescue is a must, and the team members can't take greater risks.

Jumping to the bulge and sticking out the muzzle, Xue Lang saw that there were not many people alive on the pillar, and the killing was still continuing, so he said in the headset: "Commander-in-chief, move a group in place, lock on to the target, whether to shoot or not!" ”

The flying eagle ran wildly behind, was pulled far away, and when he heard Xue Lang's voice, he immediately ordered: "Shoot!" Try not to kill, disturb first and then attack! ”

"Yes!"

Xue Lang answered the order and pulled the trigger.

Boom! There was a dull explosion, a huge bullet whizzed away, and the moment a guy walked up to a white man with a dagger, and in the video behind, ready to cut his throat, poof! One of his legs suddenly detached from his knee, and in a stunned state, he fell to the ground all of a sudden, followed by a sharp pain in his mind, and blood gushed out.

"My legs!!"

He howled, clutching the leg that had lost his calf, his eyes full of fear.

As soon as he shouted, there was a pop, and at the moment of the dull gunshot, another guy's calf disappeared, followed by a scream.

There are snipers!!

There is an enemy attacking!!

The two of them were injured in a row, and the guys who were watching the killing shouted and let out a warning sound.

The crowd immediately panicked, and they all hugged AK to find the target and avoid the figure.

However, the bullets still flew in with a roar, and the speed was about one in about a second.

And it is so accurate that each shot takes away a calf, or the unlucky other calf is close to each other, and it is torn off together, and the figure is completely shorter.

The miserable howl made the camp explode immediately, and countless figures poured out of the house, holding weapons, frantically looking for the enemy, and pounced on the defensive weapons.

But at this moment, the sound of popping suddenly intensified, and one by one the figures were either shot in the thighs or cut off their calves, and they all pounced on the way to run.

On the pillar, the three people who were already desperate were in a mess with these demons, and when they fell to the ground and howled miserably with the broken legs, they were like seeing a life-saving Bodhisattva, and they were overjoyed and realized that someone had come to save them, or the troops.

However, they did not dare to shout, so they could only pray with their eyes closed, or carefully search for help.

They didn't know who would save them, but for now, at least the other party was the enemy of these demons.

In less than a minute, the open space of the camp was full of figures.

But few of these people died, most of them were shot in the legs, either broken or drilled out of the big hole, and their miserable and desperate howls were stimulated by the screaming sound.

However, no one bandaged them, and they did not know how many troops were coming.

One by one, they had just pounced on the anti-aircraft machine guns and heavy machine guns, and before they could find their targets, their heads exploded.

Just a few breaths, a few heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns no one dared to approach.

The opponent's marksmanship is too accurate.

In the midst of the miserable wails that filled the camp, the panicked fellows suddenly saw a fast, agile figure, looking almost illusory, flickering, and in the occasional explosion, they rushed into the camp in the middle of their breaths.

The moment they were shocked and snapped the burning sticks in their hands, and let out a clattering cry, those people were like ghosts, swaying from side to side, hitting their legs with a pop, and then they fell to the ground without waiting for them, their heads were dazed, their eyes were black, or their necks hurt, and they lost consciousness.

Dozens of figures rushed into the camp in the interval of several breaths, wading through the mines.

Those mines had no chance to blow them up, and the moment they felt something abnormal under their feet, and the moment they heard the sound in their ears, all those who stepped on the mines suddenly accelerated and fell to the ground, dodging the direct damage of the shock wave and avoiding the shrapnel flying around.

Their speed is too fast, their reaction is too fast, and in a second, they solve the problem of dodging.

However, these guys in the base are not vegetarians, and they are all very fierce.

Seeing that they could not get close to the heavy weapons of defense, they immediately howled in an organized manner, hid in the houses and corners, and opened fire to stop those ghostly figures.

They already knew, they met the elite.

It was an absolutely formidable force, but they did not give up resistance.

The sound of gunfire suddenly intensified, and in the sound of shattering glass, a machine gun poked out of the window, and tongues of fire immediately erupted, ignoring those who had not yet fallen and tore them apart as if they were cutting wheat.

At the moment when the gunshots rang out, all the team members who rushed into the camp quickly looked for cover, and at the same time as the tongue of fire just erupted and the sniper rifle was called, angry bullets erupted from the muzzles of the guns, and the guns demanded their lives, harvesting the lives of those guys who only showed their heads.

There was no way, if he wanted to keep his mouth alive, the other party hid his legs and could only be killed.

The Eagle had already stormed the camp and shouted in lingua franca, "Melee! End the battle quickly! ”

With the order of the flying eagle, the figures of the advancing team members flickered, and one by one the spears were carried, and they pulled out twenty rounds of 06 whispering pistols.

Xue Lang and Zuo Boyang also ended their sniping, quickly rushed to the base that had almost been taken, drew their pistols, and prepared to follow into the final raid.

The team members have been practicing hard for more than a month, although their tactical movements are not stronger than those of Flying Eagle, and they are not as good as Zhang Ming and other veteran players, but they have also caught up with ordinary special forces.

In the thumping and dense pistol shooting, one by one the figures fell to the ground, and there was no chance of a sneak attack.

Their ear power is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the subtle sound of the other party moving in the dark can't hide their ears, and before they can stand up and shoot, the bullets have already flown there in advance, and they will be shot as soon as they emerge, causing the AK to resist The voice is sparse and pitiful.

This is not a battle, or rather, it is not a battle of magnitude, resistance, it is minimal, a hundred meters, ten seconds are not used, those defenses are even more jokes, the gun can't be supported.

At the moment when snipers such as Xue Lang and Zuo Boyang rushed into the camp, the team members had already rushed into one room after another in groups of threes and threes, cleaning up the last remnants.

It's easier to enter the room, even the gun is saved, and without waiting for the opponent's muzzle pestle to come, the figure flashes, and a palm chops down, directly stunting the opponent, or kicking away, directly kicking and stunning, just like the battle between a giant man and a child, there is no suspense.

Xue Lang and Zuo Boyang did not participate in the final control, he walked straight to the stake and didn't know what the fate was, although his eyes were full of desire for life, but he didn't know if the person who came saved them, he didn't dare to shout, just stared at the three guys of the two for help.

Xue Lang approached and confirmed the previous judgment, there is still a white person left, it should be a Mi countryman, and a yellow-skinned one, which should be a Chinese person, and a golden retriever with green eyes, who thinks it is a person from country F.

Xue Lang looked at the dozen or so dead corpses on the ground and on the wooden stakes, looked at the three of them, did not loosen their ties, did not speak, and walked straight to the barracks.

At the end of the battle in just a few seconds, the base was full of figures, but there was no movement, and both the injured and the uninjured were knocked unconscious.

At the moment of the end of the battle, the leaders of several teams slipped out of the room one by one the stunned guys and reported: "Team 201 found hostages, both men and women, a total of nine people. ”

"Group 103, found ammunition depot ......"

The voice of the flying eagle sounded: "Clean up the battlefield, each group reports the casualties." ”

Soon, the group's report was simple and clear, and there were no casualties.

Only a few were hit in the body by shrapnel from mines, but did not pierce the jumpsuit, or were hit by bullets in the body, directly blocked by the body armor outside, and failed to hurt the flesh.

After listening to the report, Xue Lang knew that the team members still needed actual combat training, and at the moment when Feiying ordered all the injured to be interrogated and knocked unconscious, and was ready for the final cleaning, he met with Zuo Boyang the nine hostages in the room.

Among these nine, in addition to the island people, there is also the skin color of each country.

The woman, who was already devastated at first glance, was choking and dying.

Looking at the skin color and hair, I confirmed that it was someone from the polar bear's side.

Is this a ransom for anyone to be caught?

Xue Lang ordered the wounded hostages to be treated.

He can't take them with him, and he can't take them away, but he can let the people of their country come to the rescue.

He briefly questioned these people, including the three guys who survived by luck.

The Huaxia man said that he was a tourist tourist, but Xue Lang knew that he was an agent, including the rest of the people.

That Mi man is well-trained, and this is absolutely impossible to hide from him.

Ordinary people, what are you doing in this place of poor mountains and bad waters? Suicide? Apparently to gather information to confirm the exact location and nature of the place.

What kind of reporter, what kind of tourism, is all a cover for the outside world, in fact, there is a nice name, it is called an agent.

These people were brought together, given food, given treatment, but restricted in movement.

Xue Lang and the others have to discuss how to deal with these people, whether they should also be interrogated, and they can also avoid the disclosure of their identities.

Liu Yucheng's eyes were empty, and he whispered: "Captain, I don't think it is necessary for them to die, they are alive, it will be beneficial to us." ”

"How?"

Xue Lang asked puzzled.

Liu Chengcheng showed the signature Maitreya Buddha smiled and said: "We, even if we don't surface, we have to let people know about our existence, the strategy of denial is a deterrence in itself, and the war is not close to the doorstep of a strategy, why don't we rise in a high-profile manner, neither admit nor deny it." ”

Xue Lang's eyes were empty.

The battle itself here is a drizzle, a rabble, the state may not want to involve energy, they can't afford to make big waves, but the next battle will be a contest of levels, and these people will become a tool for propaganda.

If you make a bigger move and rise, it is really as Liu Yucheng said, these people can still use it.