The fierce battle was stalemate at the beginning, the firepower of both sides was not weak, although the battle line was pulled out dozens of meters and divided into several points in the exchange of fire, but the intensity of each place was comparable to a war blockbuster.

On one side is a mercenary, fierce and fierce, and on the other side there is also the experience of mercenaries, and the battle is fierce.

Even if there are no machine guns, their firepower is not weak, and in the sound of gunfire, they harvest each other's lives.

But none of them knew that there was an armed force staring at them.

Xue Lang was less than two hundred meters away, carefully observing the battle ahead in a crack in a rock, and the MK17, which had replaced the long barrel in his hand, installed a silencer, and quietly watched the killing in front of him with him.

Zuo Boyang and Zhang Ming were the same on the other side, quietly watching the fierce battle in front of them. Zhang Ming also has a MK17 in his hand, which is the one on Zuo Boyang's back.

Xue Lang looked at the terminal hidden under him from time to time, watched the changes in the number of people on both sides, and judged the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides.

After several minutes of fierce fighting, both sides suffered casualties and struggled to break through the defensive line built by the other side, and the battle was deadlocked.

Xue Lang closed the terminal and slowly put it away, and whispered in the headset: "Bobcat, support your side!" ”

"Roger!"

Zhang Ming answered the order, and the muzzle of the gun slowly poked out, pointing along the gap between the branches and leaves to the battlefield one or two hundred meters ahead.

Xue Lang also slowly poked out the gun, quietly searched and aimed, locked on a firelight on the opposite side, and pulled the trigger steadily at the moment when the opponent had no time to retract his head from the long shot.

Burst!

As the guy's head retracted, a cloud of blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground with his head tilted.

Fack!

The companion next to him cursed, rolled sideways, and left a meter or two, and the muzzle of the gun was a long point shot.

But the muzzle of his gun had just burst into flames, almost at the same time as when he pulled the trigger, and Xue Lang pulled the trigger again.

Burst!

A mist of blood erupted from the back of the guy's head, and the muzzle of the gun was raised as the trigger was pulled tightly.

Da Da ......

A dense stream of bullets followed the movement of his body into the night sky, and to his death, he also thought that he had been hit by a stray bullet.

Zhang Ming also had a gain there, although he was not directly opposite Xue Lang, but his target was also the enemy on his side, that is, the Death God Temple guards on Xue Lang's side.

In the sound of puff gunshots, three lives were harvested in a row, and the other party was unaware.

They are too close, less than 100 meters, dozens of meters larger, they can't snipe at all, such a close distance, once the firepower is weak, when the barrel is replaced, the opponent will break through the defense line.

Therefore, they all kept pulling the trigger, not daring to be careless at all, and the companions next to them were killed, and they would only think that it was a bullet from the opposite side, not a sniper.

Zuo Boyang watched Zhang Ming's performance in the telescope, and when he saw the pictures of being shot in the head, his heart shook a lot.

If I'm on the other side, I'm afraid I won't be able to dodge this life-threatening bullet. It seems that the gun is really as Xue Lang said, and it is necessary to practice it quickly, on the battlefield, the gun is still the king.

At this moment, he no longer felt invincible, and in the face of bullets, he knew that he was not a god, and he would hang up.

So far away, the hidden weapon is useless, from them to the target, at least three hundred meters away, actually shot the head, and locked the target just by virtue of that fleeting firelight.

With long-range sniper support, the stalemate battle has changed, with a point on each side quickly gaining the upper hand, and the bullets flying indiscriminately suppress the opposing fire, and in minutes you can break through to the distance of the control field and annihilate the enemy on the opposite side.

The sudden change made the commanders on both sides startled, and when they heard the call for support from the headset, they immediately ordered to shrink the formation, support the nodes that were not supported, and concentrate their forces to break through, so as to avoid being separated by the enemy on the opposite side, and they could not take care of each other.

The battle, at this moment, is even more intense, both sides can no longer lock on to the target, both use random guns, do not hesitate to waste bullets, do not hesitate to waste gun grenades to consume the opponent's vital forces.

Both sides found that the combat effectiveness of the opposite side is definitely not weak, they are all elites, so they strive to control the overall situation as quickly as possible, otherwise, they have no logistics to supply, and they all rely on the ammunition they carry with them, and after a long time, the ammunition will run out.

Xue Lang observed quietly, even if the person supporting the contraction was only thirty or forty meters away from him, he didn't pull the trigger, just lay under the rocks in the grass, motionless.

Zhang Ming's side was similar, there was no order, even if he could name and destroy all the exposed fire on the opposite side, he did not act rashly.

Once both sides detect a sniper, they will quickly withdraw from the battlefield.

But there is no need for them, the MK16 and 17 opposite Xue Lang, in the fierce battle, with the continuous convergence of the number of people, the firepower is enough to support the defense line, so the MK17 was converted into a sniper rifle, locked at close range, and launched a death sniper.

Although it is in the dark, not to mention that both sides have night vision devices, and the scopes are the most advanced today, although they can't catch up with the scopes of heavy snipers and high-precision snipers, they are not bad.

With more than a dozen sniper rifles participating in the battle, the stalemate battle was tilted, and the casualties of the Reaper Guards on Xue Lang's side increased greatly, and in just a few tens of seconds, seven or eight were killed, and the number of people dropped by almost a quarter.

Xue Lang saw the change in the protrusion and whispered, "Don't shoot the bobcat, pay attention to it." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Ming responded to the order.

Xue Lang didn't move in place, although it was not directly opposite the battlefield, but he could still see part of the battlefield through the scattered trees from this position.

He slowly poked out the muzzle of the gun, then quickly locked on, pulled the trigger with a puff, and shot three people with sniper rifles four times in a row, one side cover, acting as an observer, and then lay down, paused for five seconds, moved quickly in the still fierce gunfire, clinging to the ground, and in the continuous screaming of bullets overhead, he moved sideways for more than ten meters, found another suitable position, and the muzzle poked out again.

After killing eleven people in two consecutive rounds, the combat effectiveness of the two sides was equal again.

Xue Lang kept counting the remaining number of the opponent, and at the moment when the battle was stalemate again, he ordered: "Bobcat, five targets!" ”

"Lynx received."

Zhang Ming leaned out of the muzzle of the gun, picked those who realized the position, and looked at the slightly stronger attack, and in just a few seconds, the five people fell in the jungle.

At this time, the combat strength of the two sides slanted again, and there were still nineteen people on the opposite side of Xue Lang, but on this side, there were only eleven.

Xue Lang observed, poked out the muzzle of the gun again, and in the fierce battle, a round of rapid fire, harvesting five lives, and then ordered: "Lynx, four targets!" ”

Zhang Ming answered the order, and he had already moved closer to fifty meters to occupy a very advantageous position, and pulled the trigger again.

Four people were killed in a row, and there were seven people left here, and three were wounded by bullets.

The person in charge of the command jumped like thunder, this is almost all their combat strength, and they actually fought out in one encounter, and they didn't know what the other party was going to do.

But he knew even more that the combat strength on the opposite side was absolutely strong, and it was obviously a regular army or an elite in the army. If they don't withdraw from the battle, I'm afraid they'll all have to stay here.

"Gun grenades are firing intensively!"

He roared and fired a grenade at the front of him.

The roaring explosion suddenly sounded with his roar, and the gunfire on the opposite side of the explosion instantly became sparse, and in just a few seconds, the fire rose up, although no one was killed, but at least three or four were injured.

With a loud bang, he shouted again: "Arrange the thunder, withdraw from the battle!" ”

With his order, the grenades continued to fire, throwing all the only grenades they had, and in the explosion, the three of them quickly left their positions, quickly arranged the mines, and at the moment when the explosion stopped, everyone quietly withdrew from the battle and disappeared into the dense forest.

Looking at the other party's skillful movements and unruly command, Xue Lang's eyes were empty, but he didn't kill the guy who was obviously the commander.

On the other side, after waiting for more than ten seconds with a buzzing in his ears, and then there were no more grenades, a German in charge of the command came out from behind the rock and then ordered: "Treat the wounded, go around the front and find their traces, the rats are going back to their nests!" ”

"Yes!"

With an already neat command, they did not rush to pursue.

They are not rookies anymore, although they know that the other party is throwing guns and grenades intensively just to escape, and they do not rush to chase after them.

Wounded beasts set up ambushes, they knew all too well.

At the moment when they were steadily preparing to pursue, Xue Lang confirmed that he had gone away after the two people above his head, and then ordered in a low voice: "Shanying is on standby, the bobcat must not rush forward if it keeps up with your target, Zuo Boyang cleans up the last wounded left, don't make any movement." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Ming and Lu Jin whispered.

Zuo Boyang whispered: "Don't worry, there will be no sound." ”

After giving the order, Xue Lang quietly left the lurking position, cleaned up the traces, and disappeared into the darkness.

With his departure, the battlefield was completely quiet, and the hot scene just now disappeared at once, making Feng Ying, who was not far away, very uncomfortable, but Xue Lang's voice was heard in the headset, and they could also see a green dot tracking a few red dots disappearing, knowing that Xue Lang was safe, they were all excited.

Although I didn't witness this experience, how many people can feel the atmosphere of the battlefield up close in the current era of peace?

Feng Ying will even wonder if she will write about the Boer War or something when she goes back, even if there is no evidence, judging from the fiction that is right to be apocryphal, it is definitely flesh and blood.

Drinking too much will be relieved, he knows that he is safe and can continue to receive his payment.

Xue Lang disappeared for less than half a minute, leaving two lightly injured people to take care of the injured who were unable to move, and the rest quickly cleaned the battlefield, mercilessly mending knives one by one, and then, eight people disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as they walked on their front feet, not yet fifty meters, Zuo Boyang appeared like a ghost next to those guys who were bandaging their wounds and moaning in pain, a few phantoms flickered, blood spurted, and there was no one left, all of them were cut off their throats and stabbed their cervical vertebrae.

Zhang Ming didn't come forward, but it didn't mean that he didn't look at it, seeing that the remaining few people were killed almost in no particular order, he pursed his lips and muttered to himself: What a pervert.

After muttering, at the moment when Zuo Boyang waved at him, he stood up and walked quickly to the front, and after converging, the two of them disappeared into the darkness one after another, and chased straight to the group of people who left on the back foot.