Accompanied by the driver's squad leader, I came to the train station and applied for a train ticket back to SX Province, when I was at the ticket window, the eyes of the people around me kept looking at me, in fact, I also clearly knew that the reason for their gaze was not that I looked different from others, but because of the military uniform on my body.

To be honest, I enjoyed the stares, and I was proud of the uniform on more than one occasion, whether it was walking down the road in the uniform or on a mission that no one knew about. Perhaps, until today, when I open my wardrobe and look at the military uniforms that I have hung in the wardrobe, in addition to regrets, I still have more pride in my own past, as well as those memories......

With the start of the train, the sound of "besides" along the way, I know that I really left this city that left me with a lot of regrets, and the days of more than a month have finally become a memory, a past, at that time, I really don't know if I can return to the city again to continue these memories, so along the way, I don't know how many times I looked back at those distant scenery, hoping to stay for one more second, but, I really can't do it, I think, next time, I'll also be like an ordinary person, see you, and say to you, hey, long time no see.

Finally, I returned to the city where my own troops were located. After getting off the train, I took a deep breath of the air, everything was so familiar but with a hint of strangeness. Some people say that once a person grows up, he will feel that the past gradually begins to become strange, I don't know if I am because of this, but I understand that no matter where I am, I am a soldier, no matter whether I will return to the place where I started, all I have to do is to do my job completely, wholeheartedly.

At the exit of the railway station, no one came to pick me up, I walked to the exit of the railway station in a military uniform, and the armed police soldiers on duty at the exit of the railway station saw me, saluted me, I saluted back, and then never looked back to see anything, went straight to the station, stopped a taxi, and then reported the address, and began to drive towards the camp of our special operations brigade.

Along the way, the driver's native SX words made me feel more cordial and at the same time, but also brought me some comfort, but I rarely talked to him along the way, but sometimes I waited to reply to him a few words, or smiled politely at him. In this way, time passed quickly, and in a short time I was not far from the training base of our special operations group.

"Hey, little comrade, the front is the military management area of your troops, and he won't let us in a car like this, so he can only send you here." The driver gradually began to slow down as he drove the car, then looked at me and said to me.

"Well, Haole, just stop in front, I'll just walk over by myself, I'll trouble you, master." I smiled politely at him again.

After the driver nodded at me, he continued to drive ahead for another distance, and then the car listened steadily, I paid, picked up my backpack and got out of the car, and then began to walk towards the training base of the special operations team.

Just as I was less than two kilometers away from the training base, my back suddenly began to feel cold, and my hairs began to stand on end. I've felt this way before!

It may be a little subtle to say it, and I don't know if it's because of the results of long-term training or whether it's innate, but generally speaking, special combat personnel, especially elite special combat personnel, often have a "sixth sense" that is beyond ordinary people. The last time I encountered such a feeling, it was because of the feeling that suddenly came to me when Yiwen helped me block the gun during that undercover mission. I suddenly had a very bad feeling in my heart, and I felt that a gun was being aimed at me at this time! And in this case, under such terrain, there is only one class that can make me feel like this, and that is the sniper!

I continued walking without noticing, pretending that nothing had happened. I don't know if it's the remnants of the militants who were encircled and suppressed before or the special combat members of our special operations brigade who are being trained, but it's a little bit anyway! I don't like it, but I'm really defenseless now! Because I came back by train alone, I couldn't take my weapons and equipment with me, and all of them were transferred back through the channels of the troops, so I now have nothing on me except for the things I brought with me when I was hospitalized in the hospital!

However, dodging a sniper is a very particular thing to dodge. If we encounter a sniper at close range indoors, then don't run away and do everything we can to take him down in close combat. If you encounter a sniper within 300 meters, then immediately lie down to find cover, if you have a gun or smoke bomb in your hand, suppress the fire and throw the smoke bomb, and then escape from his fire range, if there is nothing, or find a thick cover to lie down and seek support, how to run when encountering a professional sniper at such a short distance, then how to die. If you encounter a sniper from 1 km away, first of all, there is a smoke bomb to throw the smoke bomb and run away, if not, the first thing you have to do is lie down to find cover, and then find a way to mislead the sniper to shoot in the wrong direction, and then you use his reload to run to the next cover, so as to slowly move out of his fire range or lie on his stomach to call for support.

However, based on my current situation, all I can do is find cover! For the rest, I really want nothing, and I can't continue like this, in case it is a remnant of militants, I don't know when I will be so cold before I have time to hear the gunshot!

So, I began to observe my surroundings quietly. Actually, in this small forest, I may really be familiar with it, I don't know how many times our "Warrior Squad" has trained here before, but, to be on the safe side, I still observed it again.

When I came to a place with a lot of exposed stones, I lunged forward, pretending to have been knocked down by the stones, and quickly hid on the spot. After lying down, he began to carefully observe his surroundings. I'm not a sniper, but as a special operator, it's a basic skill to be proficient in all kinds of light and heavy weapons! When practicing sniper rifles, the instructor also taught us about sniping and counter-sniping, so I still have some theoretical knowledge for anti-sniping, but I really don't have any empirical theory or anything like that for anti-sniping in such an unarmed situation.

I carefully observed my surroundings, and also mentally marked a few possible sniper points, and then observed again, and repeatedly identified a few possible sniper points.

After determining the sniper point, I didn't stay where I was and wait for someone to find me, but I came up with a solution, which was to build my own cover!

I began to carefully pick up the stones from around me, and then began to pile them on top of the stones in front of me, and in a short time, they were already piled up at least half a meter high. I looked up at the stone wall bunker I had stacked in front of me, and secretly calculated in my heart, and after thinking that there was no problem, I vacated all my backpacks, and then began to continue to stuff stones into my bags, until I stopped when my bags were bulging, and made a preliminary estimate that now this bag must at least have dozens of pounds.

Until now, the feeling of being targeted by snipers in my heart has not dissipated in the slightest, but the camp of our special operations team is less than two kilometers away from me now, as long as I move forward a distance, no more, I believe that as long as I am moving a distance of a few hundred meters at most, someone from our special operations team will definitely find me, and at that time, I can call for support, no matter how bad I am, I can get guns and weapons, and stand with this sniper staring at me, no longer have to be as aggrieved as now!

Thinking of this, I continued to move towards the training base of our special operations team, while holding my backpack full of stones as a cover and continued to move forward, to be honest, that posture is not much different from a caterpillar, there is no way, I can only fix the backpack on my calf, use the height of the backpack, and make cover for myself.

Since my calves were bound by the backpack, I could only move on the ground with my hands and knees, and that posture, which I said was a caterpillar, seemed to be a little beautified! That's like a maggot! You can only move, no! That's just wriggling!

In this way, I almost moved myself forward little by little on the ground through constant friction, and the speed of movement was simply outrageous, but I was not very upset, but there was nothing else, because if it was a member of our special operations team in training, it would naturally be nothing, if it was the remnants of the militants, I expected that he could not do anything other than dare to snipe on the spot and fire cold guns on our team members, unless he wanted to commit suicide, it was absolutely impossible for him to show up, After all, in this forest, no one knows where there will be our heavily armed team members training or guarding!