In fact, the bearded man's subordinates didn't expect that there was actually a group of snipers on the top of the hillside on his left.

Although they had all hidden themselves in the stones and dirt ditches, they had exposed their butts to the old white fur and solemnity.

Solemnly pointed his gun at one of the bandits.

The old white fur stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't shoot, they like to confront, then let them confront, we are not in a hurry, the longer it drags on, the better it will be for us."

Think about it solemnly, too.

This trick just now is really poisonous enough, and now the two groups of people below have confronted each other, no one believes anyone, and everyone wants to kill anyone, but no one does it rashly.

Soon, someone finally couldn't hold it back, and the gunfire suddenly rang out again.

solemnly and the old white hair watched the play together, lying on the mountain to watch the excitement.

There were several calls from the delivery leader on the field walkie-talkie, asking them to support the fire, but the old white hair didn't hear it, and still stood still, making the leader under the valley angry but confused.

What about their own people?

Obviously ambushed two sniper teams, but the fight was like light smoke blown away by the wind, and there was no trace?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

So I discussed it with my subordinates for a while, and felt that it was better to go with thirty-six plans.

Remove!

That's the way to go!

You can't stay for a moment out of this damn place.

Under his order, all the bandits under his command threw grenades at the same time, and after a wild explosion, they began to retreat in the direction of the trail through the gap in the smoke.

This tactic proved to be successful.

Although he paid the price of a few more lives, he finally withdrew to the trail.

One by one, they ran as if they were dead.

If you run over the trail, you can run all the way to safety, and after 10 kilometers, you will be in safety.

Unfortunately, the Grim Reaper's wings never left the top of their heads.

The old white fur at the top of the mountain pressed the remote control.

Two specially modified directional mines detonated instantly.

Bang –

With a loud bang, 800 steel balls were shot out of the projectile body of the directional mine, covering the front in a fan shape.

The nearest bandit suddenly appeared with countless small holes on his body, and the 1.2MM steel ball was like a rainstorm pear flower needle in martial arts, instantly piercing people into a sieve.

A few were hit by the steel balls, although they did not die, but they screamed in pain, and one accidentally stepped on the air, and the people screamed and fell down the cliff below from the path, and the terrible and desperate cries echoed in the mountains for a long time.

The rest of the people had already gone crazy and turned around and ran back into the valley, hiding behind the rocks.

The tragic situation of the opponent made the bandits who had been hiding in the valley confused.

Who buried the mine?

At least no one in their camp had planted directional mines there.

But who killed these people?

If you think about it calmly, you can still think of the ambush.

It's a pity that the beard hangs up, and the dragons have no leader.

Now those minions have long since dispersed, and the moans and screams of the decayed ghost wounded soldiers who have been moaning and screaming on the ground have made everyone panic, and they have long lost the ability to think.

Finally, someone sniffed out the imperceptible danger in the air.

They felt as if a pair of invisible eyes were staring at them, as if there was a pair of big hands that could make or break their lives and deaths hanging above their heads, and they could fall down and strangle their necks at any time.

This suffocating fear finally broke some of them.

Unable to bother with the delivery party again, the bearded men's men began to flee.

"Intercept them."

The old white hair gave the order to kill.

Solemnly aimed at one of the bandits running at the front and pulled the trigger.

Like a runaway car, this guy plunged headlong into a nearby ditch.

Of course, the old white hair was not idle.

The 85 snipers in their hands named these poor worms one by one.

Point one, pour one.

In fact, there are still dozens of bandits in the valley left, and although the casualties are serious, as long as there is a leader who gathers his troops and calms the people, he can immediately disperse the formation to find the enemy hiding in this vicinity.

The terrain here is not complicated, just the slopes on both sides, and it is not difficult to find people.

It's just that no one can calm down now.

After shooting down the four fastest bandits, the bearded men rushed back into the valley like a flock of pheasants who had been driven to no escape.

Now, everyone is hiding behind whatever concealment they can find.

Ditches, stones, and even the carcass of donkeys......

The trick of the old white hair, don't want it if it works well.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't expect this group of guys in the valley to be so rubbish, it doesn't seem to be a powerful character, just a group of ordinary WZ personnel.

The popping and spinning sound of the helicopter propeller was finally heard in the sky, and the solemn and old white hair no longer needed to continue to disguise at this time, but took off their robes, revealing the camouflage uniform inside, and covering their mouths and noses with camouflage scarves.

"Go to the landing site and guide them to land." The old white haired hand pointed to the landing point: "Leave it to me here." ”

Solemnly picked up the 85 sniper, bent over, and ran forward as fast as a cat.

Arriving at a slightly flat slope about a hundred meters from the sniper point, he solemnly removed a green smoke grenade from his tactical vest, pulled off its safety ring, threw it on the ground, and retreated to safety.

The helicopter pilot saw the green smoke on the ground, and the main pilot pointed to the ground, and then lowered the plane with the co-pilot.

Hovering at a height of 2 meters, the members of the special service team jumped out of the cabin one by one, fully armed.

"Where is the enemy, what is the situation here!?"

A lieutenant who looked like a captain ran over, crouched down beside the solemn and asked about the situation like a roarer.

The helicopter propeller is too loud.

It's really hard to talk.

Solemnly pointing to the valley, he shouted loudly with all his might: "In the valley, about forty or fifty people are dead, and there are still seventy or eighty still alive, all of them are trapped in the valley, and it is recommended to parachute a team of people on the opposite hillside and attack from both sides!" ”

Solemnly pointing to the opposite hillside, where two hapless snipers had been lurking, now just two cold corpses.

"Are you just two of you? What's your number? "The lieutenant couldn't believe what he heard, according to the briefing he received before departure, there were only 2 people here, a sniper group.

However, it is not mentioned what kind of unit it belongs to.

I only know that one is called 0 and the other is called 23.

"It's just the two of us, I'm number 23, and number 0 is over there."

The lieutenant nodded and gave a thumbs up to the solemn one: "Brother,!" ”

Soon, a detachment of special service members rappelled down the opposite hillside.

Agents surrounded the WZ members in the valley on the hillside.

Condescendingly, the unlucky ghosts in the valley now can only be turtles in urns.

Solemnly returned to the old white hair.

Lao Baimao left his sniper position, handed it over to the sniper of the special service team, and then went up to communicate with the on-site commander of the special service team.

After some negotiations, the old white hair returned.

"Let's go."

"Huh?"

"Pack everything up and come with me."

The two of them returned to the sniper position and began to quickly remove all the equipment, not taking away the camouflage net and the like, and putting away all the rest of the equipment.

Carrying huge backpacks, the two jumped onto the helicopter in amazement from all the Secret Service members.

No one knows where these two dirty, but professionally dressed snipers came from.

It is a miracle that two people were able to trap a bandit with a reinforced company in the valley and could not move.

The helicopter sprang up and flew inland.

Sitting in the cabin, Lao Baimao took off his hat, ripped off his scarf, looked at the solemnity of the dust on the other side, and said with a smile: "Boy, we are really lucky!" You're a good guy! ”

The only feeling that Solemn feels now is tiredness.

The nerves that had been tense for a few days suddenly relaxed, and the person felt as if he was about to collapse.

Through the porthole, he felt a little sorry to see more and more reinforcements on the ground arriving and surrounding the valley.

I didn't even get a chance to get closer and see the fruits of victory.

The old white hair seemed to see through his thoughts, and said loudly: "Don't look at it! We don't exist! ”

When he heard the word "non-existent", he suddenly smiled.

He turned his head to look at the old white hair and said, "No. 0, I beg you to go back and you can give me a day off." ”

The old white hair laughed: "Don't worry! Everyone is waiting for you to go back and ask for merit, and we will not return to the base for the time being tonight, and we will go to the airport at noon tomorrow to take the air force transfer training plane back. ”

Zhuang Zheng stopped talking, leaned back, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the helicopter.

Dusk has arrived, the sky is a touch of gold, the remnant sun is like blood, and the way back is like a rainbow.