I looked around and suddenly I saw a huge rock standing upright.

I pushed Wang Li, only to see him snort twice.

I said, "I have to get out of this position." ”

Wang Li opened his eyes with difficulty: "You go, leave me alone, there is no other hiding place here except stones, I can only resign myself to fate." ”

I put my sniper rifle behind my back: "If you say this, I am alive, and you will be alive." ”

I clenched Wang Li's hand: "Wait for my good news." ”

Wang Li closed his eyes and stopped talking, as if he was saving his strength.

I lay on the ground and straightened my gear, took out my whispering rifle, silently counted in my mind, made up my mind, and then immediately got up and rushed towards the boulder that stood up in the distance.

"Whoosh!!!" Within two steps of my exit, a bullet immediately slashed against my body, and I felt the possibility of raising my charge gun and firing at the place where the gun had fired, and in almost a second or two, the magazine was completely cleaned by me.

Then I ran behind the boulder, which was just enough to accommodate one person, I sat on the ground panting, and couldn't help but feel that I was really fatal, this move I was determined to die, and if the other side didn't hit me, that is, give me another chance.

And this stone in front of me is a perfect counterattack in my heart.

It stands vertically on a hillside of nearly 45 degrees and nearly 90 degrees, and would not have been chosen as a sniper position by an average sniper, but in a different way, this stone is a natural cover in a way.

I immediately set up my sniper rifle and used the slope of the stone to aim at the top of the opposite hill, I changed my position, and also grasped that the time difference on the opposite side was their fatal loophole, and the sniper halfway up the mountain could only see one of the barrels of my gun because of the angle.

I estimated where Wang Li was lying and the best position to snipe us on the other side, and soon I found a spot that was easiest for the enemy to choose.

I began to wait quietly, and in a few moments, I saw two figures running from behind the hill with a sniper rifle towards the position I had expected.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and the light began to dim, but I could still see the clothes on the other side, brown military uniform, holding an SVD in his hand, and an AKM on his hand.

I slowly slowed down my breathing, sniping, is a technical job, but in the eyes of a master like Wang Li, sniping is an art, of course I haven't reached his kind of incomprehensible realm, but my sniping level is also a little small, otherwise it is impossible for Wang Li to be an observer.

What is the role of the observation hand? First, the sniper's eyes, and second, the sniper is killed, and the observer has to be replaced.

In the scope, the two men had already selected the sniper point, and they were still talking on the walkie-talkie, it should be that I had left the position, and the sniper halfway up the mountain told the group about the situation.

The observers began to search for my tracks, and the snipers pulled the bolt of their guns, ready to kill me in one shot, ending the mission.

But they had miscalculated, and by this time, the crosshair in my scope had been resting on the sniper's forehead for nearly thirty seconds.

Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger, "Bang! The Type 26 gunfire rang out, and the sniper on the other side raised his head and softened like a noodle.

Seeing this, the assistant shooter immediately took the sniper rifle in his hand and fired three shots in the general direction aimed at me, but he did not notice me at all, so I pulled the trigger again, and the observer also lay on the ground.

I breathed a sigh of relief, there was still one last sniper team left, halfway up the mountain, difficult to find, and difficult to deal with.

What does it feel like to kill someone, I would say, I don't feel it, say a word that I am not human, I am only responsible for pulling the trigger, and the one who kills is a weapon, which is a very clever means of exculpating myself, but it is really despicable.

Snipers are not as powerful and ruthless as they are seen in movies and television, they are more obscene, insidious, cautious, and use all despicable means to kill the enemy, which is not a ruthless behavior at all, but more often than not, it is a contest of thinking and intelligence, marksmanship, at this time is only the most basic thing, or rather, it is not so important.

I tried to call the command post, but I couldn't get through.

Their goal is clear, to kill us.

However, it was not good to go out of the division, but I counter-sniped and knocked out two people, and there were still two people left in the group of four.

Wang Li is safe now, but if the rescue force comes, this sniper is a great threat.

My position had been exposed to the sniper halfway up the hill from the beginning, and now that two more shots had been fired, it was a bit impossible to search for the sniper again.

I looked at Wang Li, who was ten paces away, and where he was already lying I didn't know where he was alive or dead.

I shouted twice, Wang Li still didn't move, I gritted my teeth and started to search for the sniper, the enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, this is a very dangerous anti-search behavior, not knowing the enemy's location to do so is tantamount to death.

But I'm just betting, I'm betting on his time difference, from the time he takes aim at me to the time he fires.

I lay on the rock, looking through the scope, slowly searching down from where I had sniped the opposite sniper.

It's the most primitive method, and the most adventurous, and I can only hope that the sniper will slow me down, even if it's 0.1 seconds, and I'll be able to defeat him.

In a short time, I had searched from the top of the mountain to the halfway point of the mountain, and the 32x scope of the Type 26 was really draining my eyesight, but I did not dare to relax in the slightest.

After a while, I found the sniper team, they were leaning on a boulder like me, the observer was looking in my direction, and the sniper, also aiming at me, between the lightning and flint, we shot almost at the same time, I shot directly on the boulder they were leaning on, splashing a cloud of rubble and dust, they immediately lowered their heads.

And I felt like a big hand was pushing my head back!

At that moment, I thought I was dead, but when I came to my senses, I reached out and touched my helmet, which had a dent that had been cut by a bullet, and the bullet had grazed the top of my helmet.

I immediately pulled the bolt to replace the bullet, but the enemy didn't give me time, and another bullet flew over, "Whew! "I instantly felt a sharp pain in my face, and the right side of my face, which was splashed by the rubble, felt like a bullet had cut a hole, and liquid immediately flowed out.

I didn't hesitate because of this, and the dangerous situation made me calmer on the contrary.

Once again, I locked onto the sniper and pulled the trigger.

I saw him fall off the boulder with his shoulders clutched, his observer hand retracted.

I cursed.

Ignoring the pain on my face, I stared at their position to prevent them from coming back, and after about half an hour, there was still no movement on the other side.

I felt that something was wrong, and I moved the muzzle of the gun, but I saw two figures running into the distance with each other, and at that moment I was furious, but they had already run away.

Spit and immediately packed up his gun and ran to Wang Li's side.

"Wang Li! It's okay, they withdrew, how are you? ”

"I... I can still resist. Wang Li's face was pale, his breathing was weak, the bullet didn't penetrate him, but I don't know if it hit any important organs.

If I had known that this was our last conversation, I would have said something meaningful, instead of comforting Wang Li as if I was talking to myself.

The right side of my face was the most injured and I didn't feel any more. I subconsciously touched it, and suddenly there was a sharp pain, it was the beginning of the broken stone splashing, and then it was cut by the bullet, shouldn't it be disfigured, I looked at the blood stains on my hands, and I couldn't care about it so much at the moment, I said to Wang Li: "Bear with it, I'll take you down!" ”

After finishing speaking, I carried Wang Li on my body, step by step and carefully walked down the mountain, I began to be afraid, I have never been afraid, I am afraid that Wang Li is dead, I will never wake up again, we have been together for 3 years, performing various tasks for 2 years, we have talked countless times about who died, what would another person do and so on, but now I do not have the kind of ease and pleasure that I talked about at the beginning.

"Don't you be scared if I die?" On the training ground, I saw him turn his head and say with a serious face.

I smiled, "Do you think it's possible?"

The comrades-in-arms in the same class sneered: "Aren't you the second in the world? So unconfident? ”

Wang Li glanced at him: "You know a fart!"

It was as if there was a stone in my heart blocking the blood flowing to my heart, and I kept praying that it would be impossible for the king to be fine.

I carried Wang Li on the way back, my shoulders were stained red by his blood, the sky was completely dark, the temperature in the air also dropped suddenly, in the plateau area, I carried Wang Li every few steps I would lose breath, and my lungs were like a ball of cotton that made me very uncomfortable.

Drops of blood fell on my clothes, and scarlet flowers bloomed on the ground.

Finally, just when I was about to burn out.

Our rescue team finally arrived.

Wang Li was sent to the rescue, and I received a simple treatment at the medical station, the doctor took out a dozen small broken stones from my face, all of them embedded in the flesh of my face, and after taking them out, he sewed up the terrible wound, and the doctor told me that the wound was turned outward, and the right half of my face was as disfigured, very ugly.

I have been cultivating for more than a month, during which there has been no news of Wang Li, and I have inexplicably developed a hatred for that country.

About half a month later, I searched everywhere and even found an old friend from the military hospital, who told me that there was no Wang Li in the near future, and there was no wounded person who was shot in the chest, could it be in another hospital?

It seems that God has seen my hatred, and I am about to be sent to that country to search for some very important evidence, as for which country, I don't say, you can guess it in the future.

I also knew very well in my heart that the small team that attacked us was sent by this country.

Those who carried the weight in the darkness, when the light shone on them, the people would be surprised to find that they were nothing more than a group of young people in their twenties, flesh and blood, with a sunny smile, clean and handsome appearance, if they were in the place, they must be the male gods in the mouths of many young girls.

At the airport, the platoon commander and I were dressed in civilian clothes, and he looked at me fixedly, as if he had a lot to say.

Finally patted me on the shoulder: "Wang Li... Don't think too much about it, you are a soldier in my hands, don't embarrass me, go and come back quickly. ”

I looked at him, looking at his sad eyes, and I nodded heavily.

Many years later, this platoon commander surnamed Zhao and I met in a city, and we were drunk at the food stall at night, and he slurred his words and put my shoulders on my shoulders and said, "Xiaochen, you and Wang Li are my best soldiers." After speaking, he covered his face and cried.

I'm just saying, why are you still mentioning him? It's all in the past.

He ignored me and just cried there, a thirty-year-old retired special forces platoon commander, a pure man, an iron man, just crying.

I know that half of his tears are nostalgia for the past, and the other half is Wang Li.

After a while, he stopped crying, picked up the wine glass and drank it all and said: You have suffered too much, I feel distressed when I think about it now.

I waved my hand and motioned for him to stop talking.

The food stalls on the street are full of people coming and going, all looking at us, and I am on fire: what to see! Fuck off!

Things continue to go back many years ago, when I said goodbye to my platoon commander and stepped on a plane to a foreign country.

On the plane, I kept clenching my fists, what am I hating? I'm still reminiscing, what the hell am I hating?