Xue Lang saw that the team members were already lying on the edge of the mountaintop, so he used gestures to direct everyone to hide their whereabouts and feel in the direction of eleven o'clock. At the same time, Cheng Weiguo was notified to start the scheduled plan, and a sniper came in.

When the news arrived, Xue Lang disappeared into the bushes in a flash, and quickly touched the direction of the lock.

This man put a lot of pressure on him, and at the moment it is not yet possible to assert that he is a sniper, but it feels that he will not think that there is a deviation.

This is an opponent who has ended countless lives, and the feeling of a chill on his back and a hairbreak shows that the other party is a master. If you just feel the crisis, and the other party is not murderous, I'm afraid that most people will have to go to the Tao.

In the jungle, Xue Lang is part of the mountain forest. Although the training uniform he wears is not a camouflage uniform, it is still not visible to everyone.

In the distance, on the hill more than 3,000 meters away, a guy with a face painted with oil paint, wearing a camouflage suit, and blending with the weeds raised his head, looked away from the sniper scope, looked at Xue Lang's direction and was stunned, then quickly put away the gun, cleaned up the traces, and sprinkled the dried celery powder prepared in advance, a kind of powder of herbaceous plants unique to the mountains and forests here, which is highly poisonous and has a pungent smell, to prevent hunting dogs from following him.

Pick up the rope and disappear into the bushes like a ghost.

He was surprised that this distance could not hit the target of the immortals, and it had exceeded the maximum distance of a sniper. But he was just observing, just looking for the target, but unexpectedly, the other party could actually perceive the same.

Did you just happen to return to the bottom of the slope during training?

This ghost is very puzzled by ordinary people, such a long distance, and he doesn't want to kill, even if the other party has a keen perception of murderous aura, he can't be more than 3,000 meters, and his eyes only stay on him for two seconds before he can be discovered?

But he doesn't stop where he is. Here, comparable to the base of the garrison, not to mention the electronic equipment, what is even more hateful are those big dogs.

He's been here for five days, and the big dogs keep him from getting around the mountain village and looking for what he's looking for. What surprised him even more was that he knew these big dogs and Tibetan mastiffs, but he had never seen them before, and they would not only set up ambushes when they caught their prey, but also sneaked around.

This made him very careful, in case he was ambushed by a dog, even if he retreated, it would be a loss for the adult.

Yesterday, he happened to hear the dense sound of gunfire, as well as the dull sound of sniper rifles, and he touched this place.

But the defense here is also tight, there are many bright and secret posts around the top of the mountain, although he is not worried that the other party will find out, but he doesn't know what kind of secret base this is, he will not be in danger.

He walked quietly in the forest, and if anyone saw it at this time, it was not difficult to find that he was very familiar with the mountains and forests, and there was not a trace of it wherever he walked. The route chosen is also very elegant, and without camouflage, you can't see the trace.

His movements are like a tanuki, and his speed is not slow, and when Cheng Weiguo spread a big net and informed Xue Lang's grandfather to let the children rush to the predetermined location with the big dog, implement deterrence, and drive the other party into the encirclement, he had already disappeared into the forest like green smoke.

Xue Lang's movements were very fast, taking off the weight suit, throwing away the stone bricks in the backpack, connecting the sand tie arms, and taking off all the sand leggings, the figure flashed ghostly in the forest, the direction of travel did not go in a straight line, and it fluttered disorderly, but the speed was amazingly fast.

He had locked the hill bag, and that was where the other party was hiding.

But he knew that the other party would not be waiting for him there, and if it was an enemy, it would have been far away.

He just wants to keep up with the other party, in the mountains, as long as he finds a trace, no one can let him follow.

Zhang Ming and several other squads quickly rushed to the predetermined position, spread a large net, and waited for the prey to come in in the deep mountains and old forests.

In the mountains, if you can't keep up with the tracks, it is difficult to find someone, so you have to surprise the other person, lock the figure, and carry out the attack.

More than 3,000 meters, Xue Lang didn't take too long to rush to the mountain bag in the forest.

Squatting in the grass, looking at the opposite side where he had once stood, he soon found a few suitable sniper points.

Carefully inspect one location after another, silently searching for traces in the grass.

I looked for a few points, but I couldn't find any traces of someone lying on my stomach, and I didn't think it was these places.

As he was slowly moving his steps and observing carefully, he suddenly felt a pungent smell waft into his nostrils.

Dried parsley powder!

How could Xue Lang mistake this taste? This is something made by the black wolf in the Snow Wolf Commando.

The black wolf is a native of the three eastern provinces, grew up in the mountains, and his ancestors are Oroqen, so there are quite a lot of unique skills for tracking and anti-tracking.

Not to mention well-trained police dogs, even the most sensitive drug detection dogs with the most sensitive noses are difficult to smell the smell of people masked under this smell, and they do not approach it at all.

His eyes were blank, and he hunched through the bushes and went straight in that direction.

Sure enough, on the dead leaves, he found dried celery powder as fine as flour. In that position, he also found the indentation under the dead leaves, where the person had been lying on his stomach.

Looking down this position, he couldn't help but praise secretly.

The sniper position chosen by the other party is quite good, not to mention the sniper perspective, once the position is locked, there is no need to look up, no need to get up, step back, it is a pit, you don't need to get up, you can withdraw from the position.

If you find the location of the lying nest, it is not difficult to find out the direction in which the other person is walking. There are no traces on the dead leaves, it does not mean that there are no dead leaves, but ordinary people will not turn them.

Seeing the position chosen by the other party, and seeing no trace of the other party's departure, Xue Lang suddenly paused.

It's a weird feeling.

Whether it was the choice of sniper position, or the method of leaving to clean up the traces, and the route chosen by the other party when leaving, it all made him feel in a trance.

It seems that he has returned to the Snow Wolf Commando and lurked in the mountains and forests with the team.

No way!

Xue Lang's eyes widened suddenly.

It's strange enough to cross alone, but is there anyone who can't cross it?

You must know that although these are inconspicuous subsections, they are the techniques that several people have become accustomed to, accustomed to, and proven to have miraculous habits.

After settling down and taking a deep breath, Xue Lang looked in the direction where the other party might leave, and then carefully touched that side.

In the mountains and forests, as long as you are walking, not flying on the grass, it will inevitably leave traces, and it is just heavy.

After walking less than twenty meters, I saw a rotten blade of grass on a rock, and a clear mark on the sole of my shoe.

Seeing the pattern of the shoe print, Xue Lang's pupils shrank, and then he whispered in the headset and ordered: "Bobcat, I am the instructor, the action is stopped, and the personnel are concentrated and sneaking back to the training ground." ”

Zhang Ming didn't know why, and after receiving the order, he notified the groups to return to the training ground.

Cheng Weiguo was a little confused, and after Xue Lang finished speaking, he asked, "Brother, I finally found something to do, why did you put out the fire?" ”

Xue Lang looked around, and whispered: "I don't want them to hang up in a daze, so I will withdraw to the camp and let go of the mouth, it is estimated that this time the muzzle of the gun has locked on the lurking personnel." ”

So wicked......

Cheng Weiguo pursed his lips disapprenously, but he couldn't believe what Xue Lang said, although he felt a bit exaggerated, he still notified everyone, opened his mouth, and shrank back to the training ground and barracks.

Xue Lang did not give up tracking, and after turning off the communication, he walked through the grass and bushes with the M110 in his hand, and did not look for traces, and moved forward quickly according to the walking route he was used to. At the same time, let go of your perception and carefully feel the changes around you.

No matter who the other party is, he can't let the team take risks.

Not to mention this person's strong sense of jungle combat, according to his previous feelings, he is definitely a sniper master.

In the face of such a master, the team members dare not say how many have been destroyed, and if they kill three or more, I am afraid that they will not be able to find the position of the other party.

After tracking for more than an hour, when Xue Lang arrived at the edge of a stream, he finally saw clear traces of the special forces special military shoes.

Although it is only half, it can be seen at a glance that it is special equipment for special forces.

Looking up and down the stream through the grass, Xue Lang took a deep breath and gave up the idea of tracking.

Once you reach the river, the trajectory of the other party is uncertain.

Lying in the grass and listening carefully to the movements around him, his mind was tumbling and rippling.

It is definitely no coincidence that more than five kilometers from the location where the traces were found to this.

After listening for two or three minutes, and after confirming that there was no abnormality around, Xue Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Crossing, that's just a legendary thing, I caught up with it, and I haven't turned a corner yet, let alone someone who has crossed, how can it be so easy?

After lying quietly on his stomach for more than ten minutes, Xue Lang let out a long breath of turbidity, moved carefully, quietly left there, and returned to the training ground.

On the way, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was reliable, because there were all kinds of signs that the other party might really be related to the Snow Wolf Commando.

Even if you train the day after tomorrow, you can't develop such a habit.

After thinking about everyone, Xue Lang finally confirmed that the people related to the Snow Wolf Commando were the only ones left, and they still changed their bodies.

Ay......

sighed lightly, shook his head, dispelled all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts, returned to his previous position, and saw that a member of the team was guarding the training equipment, and he didn't say anything, and put it on. I went down the hill.

To his surprise, the entire training base, including the small mountain village, moved, and after an hour or two, there was no movement, making Cheng Weiguo think that this was what Xue Lang did on purpose, in order to see how fast these boys reacted.

But he was stunned, Xue Lang didn't say, he didn't ask, and in just a few minutes, the training continued to start.

Xue Lang naturally couldn't talk about himself, let alone mention the Snow Wolf Commando. Although Cheng Weiguo is not a colonel or anything, he is also related to special forces, so he may be able to know about the snow wolf.

He certainly wouldn't tell the secret, but he remembered it in his heart.

The other party has no murderous aura, this Xue Lang doesn't think it's a friend, but because the distance is too far, the visual inspection is more than two thousand meters, and he paints oil paint, and it is difficult for familiar people to recognize it, let alone outsiders, obviously he doesn't know who he is, so naturally there will be no murderous intent.

It seems that I am really looking for a powerful one......

Xue Lang was jogging and pondering.