86. We are in the same boat through thick and thin

Methods of gathering intelligence do not necessarily require high technology, and sophisticated instruments cannot replace the ancient methods of manual search. Especially in the jungle, the tall trees and the changeable weather can turn those precision instruments into a pile of scrap metal at any time. This is the experience of Mo Lei and Zhou Rui, in fact, people who have fought jungle warfare understand this truth.

At four o'clock in the morning, two ghostly figures emerged from the depths of the Graka Mountains.

Mo Lei held the Walter P99 in both hands, his backpack was full of explosives, and he walked through the dense forest ten meters apart from Vasido with his waist hunched, his feet very carefully probing on the ground to avoid stepping on the dead branches and making a sound. He avoided bushes as much as possible, lest leaves or thorns make a rustling sound when they hung on his clothes. Whenever possible, he would walk through the glades in the woods, walking as far as he could along the edges of the trees, so as not to show his silhouette against the cloudless night sky.

But the main thing in traveling at night is not the fear of being seen, but the fear of making noise. In the silence of the mountain forest, the man's hearing became surprisingly acute, and he could hear the cooing of insects, the murmuring of water, the chirping of birds, and the rustle of leaves in the breeze above his head. But there was no voice, no coughing, no muttering, no clearly recognizable metallic sound that only humans could make.

Kneeling on one leg, Mo Lei patiently searched for traces of people. Finally he found it, it was a round trip, and he took a big stride, crossed the narrow dirt road, and stopped. Vasido and Mo Lei formed a close-knit duo that could coordinate with each other, but it was impossible for them to be hit by the same point shot at the same time.

He ran vigilantly forward, but every few dozen meters he stopped to look behind Vasido, hoping that he could bring him in and bring him back safely. Vasido is a hunter, not a soldier, and it would be better to do such a thing as a decapitation at a night raid station.

It took them two days to collect information and various materials before they confirmed the location of Valentine's nest. But Zhou Rui's body can't participate in the battle, only Vasido can use his accurate marksmanship to assist Mo Lei, Vasido also collected explosives from the village and handed them to Mo Lei, his job is to be responsible for cleaning up the perimeter, so as not to enter the camp into the camp Mo Lei is in danger, the old man also brought them two monocular night vision devices, which made Mo Lei overjoyed, after all, this thing can indeed be used by Vasido.

Valentine: How good can they be?

Mo Lei thought all the way, and picked up a few large mandala flowers on the road and stuffed them into his backpack.

Maybe it's well-equipped, after all, you can buy good weapons anywhere you have money. But, can money buy good soldiers? The answer is no.

Mo Lei looked ahead through the low-light night vision device, and now it was Vasido walking in front, he saw Vasido's gray-green figure inside and outside the night vision device moving rapidly like a ghost, silently like the wind blowing, and secretly sighed to himself, after all, he was a hunter who grew up in the mountains, and his understanding of the mountains was much stronger than his own.

The place where Vasido went was the sniper point that Mo Lei had scouted beforehand, he was carrying the Steyr Scout rifle on his back and carrying thirty rounds of ammunition, and when Mo Lei mentioned to Zhou Rui that he was going to get rid of Valentine, he had been in a state of excitement. Yes, revenge is exciting.

His best friend Sida is still in the hospital, and the doctor said that even if he is cured, he can only use a wheelchair, and Vasido's heart is like a knife when he thinks about it, the people of Barunos have always had clear grievances, and we are already very aggrieved to live, but because we plan to owe a few days of protection money, you still don't let us live well.

Sida's bloody and blurred legs appeared in front of him again, Vasido couldn't help but take a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and had reached the first sniper point, he took out the monocular night vision telescope given by Lomento, carefully checked a piece of terrain, and couldn't help but secretly admire, this location was found by Mo Lei, including three elements of the sniper point: lurking, shooting, and evacuation, it is definitely the best position in this vicinity, but from the camp, this is definitely not the best commanding height.

He reached out and tapped on the headphones and told Mo Lei that he was in place.

Standing on the slope 300 meters away from the camp, Mo Lei blended his body with the mountains and forests, and in the night vision goggles, the four patrol posts in the green camp were walking, and they looked like steaming green waves in the camera.

The camp covers an area of at least 20 acres, and is built on flat land halfway up the mountainside, with tree branches, bricks and cement and tents quietly constructed. The perimeter of the camp is surrounded by a circle of barbed wire, six watchtowers circle around the camp, forming a polygon, there are machine guns and a soldier on duty on the watchtowers, but I don't know what type of machine gun it is, there is a pile of green things in the center of the camp, it should be the traces of the bonfire burning, two soldiers sit next to the campfire and take a nap.

There were sentry posts at both entrances and exits of the camp, and there were rice racks and anti-tank obstacles outside the sentry box, but these things were nothing more than decorations, and tanks could not be driven in such a rugged mountainous area. The two sentries in the front gate booth sat in it and smoked, and the night vision goggles in the back door were not very clear, and at least one sentry would be on duty, and two more would stand at the door of a barracks with a disc-type satellite television antenna on the roof of the bungalow, and a generator humming on the side of the tent.

Mo Lei took the night vision goggles around, then closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, raised his hand and knocked four times on the headphones, he was telling Vasido that he would go to kill the lurking post first. He saw in his night vision goggles that there were at least two places where he could set up a secret sentry, but he couldn't see a human figure, but it didn't matter, he just had to go and get rid of them. Such a military camp and such a troop, even if you need to kill it cleanly, you can probably have three or four team members.

Gently flicking his arm, Mo Lei moved his muscles and bones, and also restrained his excitement before the battle. Then he adjusted his backpack to make himself more comfortable, put away his pistol, and slowly moved through the jungle. Every step he took was on solid, clutter-free ground, or he toe the leaves and branches aside and take another step forward, his mind clear, but the adrenaline rush made him excited.

Three minutes later, he reached the first position, and when he was about 2 meters away from the sentinel, the sentinel was still lying motionless, snoring slightly. Mo Lei couldn't cry or laugh, put away the dagger, walked over and stretched out his hands to grab the neck of the dark whistle, and twisted it backwards, accompanied by a slight bone cracking sound, the dark whistle's head was twisted into a strange posture.

It is very good to avoid the smell of blood caused by knives, and also to avoid being exposed to blood on your own.

Grabbed the dead man's AK47 on the ground, sniffed it, and dismantled the one that had been thrown away with disdain—the gun hadn't been maintained for about a year.

Mo Lei trotted away from the first position, he reached out and tapped on the headset, telling Vasido that one had been cleared and that he was now rushing over to clear the second.

He knew that his method of clearing the secret sentinel seemed a little redundant, but this was a tentative and assassination operation, so he had to carefully remove every possible potential danger, in addition to the fact that all the procedures were mechanical, you also had to deal with sudden possibilities at any time.

The distance between the first position and the second position was about 200 meters, and this section of the road Mo Lei walked a little hard, there was a deep trench in the middle of the two positions, he took a little time to go around from the side, trying to choose flat dirt or rocks to walk through, the dark whistle was hidden between two huge mountain rocks, he had already seen the figure in the night vision goggles.

The sentry here dutifully lies behind the AK, checking the situation of a camp every few minutes with the night vision goggles that are kept handy. But every time he finishes checking, he can't help but stand up and move in place for a while, it's really too tiring to lie on the rocks, and he even scolds his boss Valentine, what the hell is the secret whistle, who can come in the depths of this mountain? The boss himself is good, this time should be lying on the woman's belly.

The sentry routinely picked up the night vision goggles again and looked at them again, and after putting them down, he shook his head to shake off the sleepiness in his head, and planned to stand up again and move his body. But a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and covered his mouth, and as soon as he wanted to struggle, he felt his neck cold, and a stream of heat gushed out, and he didn't even feel much pain, he felt that all his strength slowly disappeared with that hot flow.

Behind him, Mo Lei knelt on the sentry's back on one knee, waited quietly for a few seconds before letting go of his hand, grabbed the corpse's legs with both hands and pulled the cart into the rock, grabbed some dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground and changed them to blood, picked up the rifle and put it under his nose as before, sniffed it, and then dismantled the rifle before turning around and running towards the camp.

As he ran, he tapped twice on his headphones, waited for half a second and tapped again.

He was telling Vasido that the outposts had been cleared, and now you had to show me when I went to the camp.

Don't talk!

This was a request he had been repeating to Vasido for two days.

If there is danger, evacuate immediately, this is his second request to Vasido, he is even worried that this tendon guy will not leave, and specially told Vasido that only if he is out of danger, he will be able to leave safely, don't drag himself down.

Vasido, who was lurking in the sniper position, began to solidify his body from the moment Mo Lei rushed into the camp. With the Steyr Scout rifle in front of him, his fingers firmly on the outside of the trigger frame, he tied the monocular night vision goggles to the rifle's rails with two ropes, and threw his whole body into it, quietly waiting for the appearance of his prey.

He saw Mo Lei, saw him neatly get under the barbed wire on the side of the back door, saw him interspersed between the tent and the barracks, and quickly approached the middle of the blue brick building, which was where Mo Lei deduced that Valentin lived, after all, it was impossible for an ordinary soldier or officer to have two heavily armed sentry posts downstairs.

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