"Mike, Mike, damn it, sniper on the other side, haven't you solved it yet?"

The deputy regimental commander Lewis was a little anxious at this time, Harrison, who was sent out to get ammunition, died, the regiment commander was unconscious, and four other comrades died, and the rest were more or less injured.

A thirteen-person mercenary group has now suffered more than half of the casualties, although the opposite side will definitely not be happy, but if it continues to be consumed, maybe it will really be a sneak attack but a grass.

"I'm wounded, Lewis, I suggest we retreat now, the snipers on the opposite side are very capable, if we are targeted, none of us can escape!"

Mike's voice came, very weak, Lewis was really panicked at this time, Mike was the pillar of their regiment, he was once an instructor of a famous special forces in the world, and he was also an assessment instructor at the Venezuelan Special Forces Academy, and he was actually injured.

"My left hand is completely useless, withdraw it, otherwise we will really be finished!"

"Roger! Everyone, prepare, retreat! ”

After Lewis finished speaking, he stared at the trucks arranged in a row, his eyes were full of anger, and he looked at his subordinates: "Find the RPG, even if you leave, we will blow up their cars!" ”

"Good!"

Three minutes ago, Yu Zhiqian searched for a long time and didn't find the sniper position called Mike, and he kept spending it here, which was not a good way, frowning, and wanted to find a good way.

Just when Yu Zhiqian was at a loss, a word suddenly came to mind to lure the snake out of the hole, and after thinking for a while, he had a way in his heart, and threw the Mosin Nagant rifle that he had been holding in his hand to about two meters in front.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Zhiqian took out the HK416 on his body from his back, adjusted the crosshairs above, stood up violently, and shot at the approximate position of the sniper on the opposite side, constantly suppressing it.

And Mike was lying on the ground, watching Yu Zhiqian shoot at his approximate position, he didn't choose to shoot but waited, lying on the ground deadly, letting the bullets fly past his head, motionless, he knew that the sniper on the opposite side didn't know his position.

Patience is a compulsory course for snipers, just like a hunter, lurking in place, waiting for the enemy to reveal his flaws, and then giving the enemy a fatal blow, the telescope in his hand has been staring at Yu Zhiqian.

"Eighteen, nineteen, twenty!"

Mike had been counting the number of bullets, and when Yu Zhiqian fired the thirtieth bullet, he suddenly stood up, and through the scope, he saw that Yu Zhiqian seemed to be changing the magazine, but with a mocking smile on his face, as if he was laughing at his own stupidity.

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Mike's mind, could it be that the magazine on the opposite side was lengthened? The ammunition capacity is thirty-five rounds? Even more, but he stood up and shot as he watched the opposite side remove the magazine.

As for why Mike didn't shoot when Yu Zhiqian was shooting, it was not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't, if he stretched out the barrel of the gun, Yu Zhiqian would be able to find out his position, so his gun was always horizontal in front of him, and he was observing with a polarized telescope in his hand.

At the moment when Mike stood up, Yu Zhiqian knew that he had succeeded, and directly discarded the HK416 in his hand, rolled forward, and grabbed Mosin Nagant who was thrown by him on the ground, and after Mike was briefly surprised, he also pulled the trigger, and the bullet almost grazed Yu Zhiqian's back and flew over.

Rolling on the ground, Yu Zhiqian knelt on one knee, his waist straight, and the Mosin Nagant in his hand was aimed at Mike, and at this time Mike also saw the antique World War II rifle in his opponent's hand that he could no longer name.

It was too late to pull the bolt, and now Mike could only move to the side in a hurry, a distance, but Yu Zhiqian had already locked on him completely, gently pulled the trigger, and his arm did not tremble, Mosin Nagant's bullet, this time there was no deviation, and it hit Mike directly.

Mike was in a state of death at the moment when Yu Zhiqian shot him, and his intuition told me that he was going to die, but the instinct to survive made him move his body stiffly, and the bullet hit a little left of his shoulder, piercing it directly, and fell heavily to the ground.

After Yu Zhiqian saw that he had been shot, he slowly pulled the bolt of the gun and sat on the ground.

There was a pain on his left hand, and when he looked at it, he was not shot, but he didn't know when, he was scratched by grass and trees, he didn't feel it before, but now he is relaxed, and the pain comes.

"The sniper on the other side has been killed, Liu Wenlong, how is the situation on your side?"

"Captain Yu, the situation is not too good, we are all a little injured, but we don't have many bullets!"

"Pete, do you still have ammo anywhere?"

"Yes, and two boxes of bullets in bulk!"

"Give them to Liu Wenlong!"

"Roger!"

Yu Zhiqian got up again from the ground, leaned on a big tree, looked at the place where the fire was exchanged head-on, and found that the two sides actually had a very tacit ceasefire, and knew that there was not much ammunition on the opposite side: "There is not much ammunition on the other side, where are you, John!" ”

"Head, I was on their side, and I noticed that the people on the other side were retreating, six people in total, and one of them was unconscious!"

"You pay attention to safety, I'll cover you, Pete, notify John when you prepare the magazine, everyone shoots synchronously!"

"Roger!"

Pete carried an ammunition box, quickly ran to Liu Wenlong, opened the ammunition box, and it was full of bulk bullets.

"Gao Yang, Chen Feng, you press the bullet!"

"Roger!"

Gao Yang and Chen Feng immediately picked up the magazine on the ground, grabbed a handful of bullets, and quickly pressed them into the magazine.

As for why the magazine is pressed a little more before the war, people with this kind of problem can only be military common sense is not enough, first of all, how much does an empty magazine weigh? An empty plastic magazine is about 150 to 200 grams, and five magazines are about one kilogram.

Don't underestimate the weight of a kilogram, the weight of each soldier is calculated, and there are more magazines to put there? In fact, on the battlefield, one of the most common things is that everyone exchanges fire for more than ten minutes, about half an hour, and has a break for a period of time, pressing the magazine and continuing to fight.

Gao Yang and the others moved quickly, and after each person pressed ten magazines in three minutes, and after each person lost two, everyone immediately had a certain amount of ammunition replenishment.

"John! Get ready! ”

"Roger!"

With Yu Zhiqian's order, John, who had already moved to the side, stood up from where he was hiding and pulled the trigger.