Chapter Ninety-Three: Mustafa
"Shet, my wife is pregnant and needs you to take care of an egg?"
Chris's laughter and scolding made both Chen Ming and Chance laugh.
"Alright, let's get down to business. Sorry, Chance. ”
"OKOK, I understand. It just so happens that I'm going to be back in the team, so I'll see you two next time. By the way, I'll write you the address of my house, and then help me tell them I love you, and that's it. ”
Chance saw Chris's gaze and immediately understood. After leaving the address of the house, he got up and left.
"Thank you, Chance."
"Good lad, isn't it?"
Chris waited for Chen Ming to thank him, and after Chance left, he said with a smile.
"The owner of the house in which we finally entered, claimed to be the chief. We got information about the butchers of Gaddawi's men, and the names. Agents from the Defense Intelligence Agency are verifying and believe that the results will be available soon. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chris's phone rang. Chen Ming didn't hear what the other side said, only heard Chris reply OK. It seemed that he was going to work, Chen Ming stuffed the last small half of the bread in his hand into his mouth.
Picking up another bottle of mineral water and Chris, he walked briskly towards where the convoy had stopped. The weapons and equipment were all in the car, and they did not unload when they returned.
"I have to say that this is the first time I feel that our military spending is so reasonable."
Chen Ming sat on the bucket of the pickup truck, pinched and deflated the bottle of mineral water and threw it out of the car. Although he despises the act of airlifting mineral water from the country while the army of the dog lord bald eagle fights, if it is his own enjoyment, then only the real fragrance remains.
Hearing Chen Ming's words, everyone on the car body burst into laughter. At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.
"Isn't it okay for you to answer the phone at this time?"
A mustachioed non-commissioned officer who said he had almost been admitted to the seminary as a priest but had become a Marine because of his gambling addiction saw Chris take out his phone and spoke hesitantly.
Now the convoy is not only full of comrades-in-arms who used to be on duty together, but also an intelligence agent who sends money to the informant. Is it to converge on the point?
"I'm a legend!"
Chris laughed, not taking it seriously at all.
Seeing Chris pick up the phone, Chen Ming and the others were also very interested in not chatting and bothering him.
"Boy?! Boy?! ”
"Congratulations, man!"
Watching Chris exclaim with joy. The bearded non-commissioned officer next to him was the first to reach out and high-five Chris, congratulating him. This good news also made several people on the car a lot happier.
"Congratulations on becoming a father, Chris!"
Chen Ming also stretched out his palm and high-fived Chris.
"Bang~"
A gunshot shattered the peace in an instant. The machine gunners standing on the body immediately began to fire suppressively. The people on the car were fine, but at this moment they also raised their weapons and entered the combat state.
After the driver was killed, the car rushed forward until it hit a pile of sand and gravel.
"Quick, get out of the car!"
Everyone in the car body jumped out of the car one after another, and because Chen Ming was sitting close to the inside of the car body, he couldn't get out of the car as soon as possible. Chen Ming began to raise the M4 rifle in his hand and cooperate with the machine gunner to suppress the fire.
Enemy snipers must not be given an unbridled environment for "roll call".
"Let's go!"
Seeing that everyone jumped out of the car, Chen Ming ripped off the machine gunner who seemed to be hitting his head. Turn around and prepare to evacuate the vehicle.
Phone?
After Chen Ming and the machine gunner who was dragged down by him got up and jumped out of the car, he also jumped out of the car, but he saw a phone lying on the ground.
It was supposed to be Chris who fell on the body and was kicked off by the fighters who got out of the car tightly.
Chen Ming grabbed the phone and ran towards the people who were suppressing and covering Chen Ming with firepower.
"Your little pink cutie!"
When Chen Ming ran past everyone, he threw the phone to Chris, and did not choose to go into the building with everyone. Instead, he took advantage of the time when his comrades' firepower was the most intense, and ran towards the alley ahead.
Although Chen Ming has not found the exact position of the enemy sniper now, it is impossible for Eraco's sniper to outnumber the bald eagle. Then, a person who dares to snipe the bald eagle convoy is at least three hundred meters away, because he will definitely prepare a way out for himself.
Among Chen Ming and others, only Chris and Chen Ming can effectively strike targets 300 meters away. If two people run into the same building, they are likely to be crushed by the enemy.
As long as you run out by yourself, the enemy is one against the other, then the situation will be much better.
Although they didn't understand why Chen Ming didn't enter the building at the first time, the soldiers still gritted their teeth to provide Chen Ming with fire cover.
Chen Ming managed to get into the alley behind, and two bullets chased after the back of his buttocks, almost biting him. Chen Ming propped his knees at the mouth of the alley and took two deep breaths. After listening to the chaotic gunfire stopping, Chen Ming began to raise his head to choose his sniper position.
The conscience of heaven and earth, I only learned how to fight accurately. For sniper tactics, how to find a position, how to form a match with friendly firepower, Chen Ming didn't know.
Time waited for no one, and some Muggle Chen Ming reluctantly ran to the top of the tallest building nearby. Fortunately, the buildings in Yilako are basically flat-roofed structures, and Chen Ming found a good seat to lie down.
"Agent killed, team members wounded!"
Chen Ming heard the announcement sound from the headset, and sighed in his heart that he was lucky. The two bullets that chased after the buttocks just now didn't hit him, not because of the opposite dish, but because the opposite side didn't list himself as a target in the first place.
"What's the origin of this man?"
Chen Ming asked as he quickly searched for the target in the scope. Finding a sniper in urban street battles is no less difficult than in the field. Any rooftop, window, or even a crack in a wall could be a sniper position.
"It's the sniper who competed in the Olympics. Mustafa. ”
"I lost.... Participating in the Olympics? ”
Chen Ming had just retracted his head and was about to speak, when a bullet hit the wall. This time, I really ran into an opponent!
Being able to participate in the Olympic shooting event means that the shooting accuracy of the opponent does not need to be considered. And continue to be active on the battlefield without dying, even if there is no professional training, but the tactical literacy is definitely stronger than most elite soldiers who have no actual combat experience.
"He is from Xu Liya~"
Obviously, the comrades-in-arms who replied did not understand what Chen Ming meant.
"Don't talk, the enemy is 300 yards away, by a small window, a window without a window. Fack, I'll look in the mirror, you look for the angle. ”
"He found me. I can't show my head right now. ”
Chen Ming lay on the rooftop and replied to Chris helplessly.
"Oh Shet, I saw the butcher, he captured the chief's son."
As soon as Chris's words fell, a gunshot shattered the mirror in his hand. When Chen Ming heard the gunshot, he seized the opportunity to look up and look for the target.
Chen Ming didn't dare to expose his vision for a long time, so he hurriedly skimmed it and didn't find the target. I had to shrink back again.
"Request for Rapid Reaction Force support, we were pinned down by snipers on our way to an important target!"
The non-commissioned officer next to Chris, seeing that his two snipers could not open the situation in a short period of time, immediately adjusted the frequency and began to call for support.
This is also the usual mode of warfare of the Bald Eagle army, and everyone is accustomed to it.