Chapter 349: Night Vision Eye

Mo Xiaosheng suddenly smelled an extremely dangerous breath, and hurriedly used battle sign language to stop the three-headed Jiao's actions.

The distance between the three people is now about thirty meters, Mo Xiaosheng is at the front, serving as the top soldier, Feng Han is in the center as a cover, and the three-headed Jiao is at the end, serving as fire support. The three of them were about ten meters apart from each other.

The real battle sequence is not like charging into battle in film and television dramas, where a company of soldiers is advancing like a swarm with guns.

The reality is that when the commander gives the command to charge, a squad will quickly turn into a triangular formation, and a squad into three squads.

The combat distance between individual soldiers and individual soldiers is often about 10 meters, and the combat distance between the two groups is about 15-20 meters.

This battle sequence is not only used for charging to seize positions, but is also commonly used and necessary in any situation to scout the enemy in close proximity and to raid enemy forts.

Mo Xiaosheng is the kind of battle sequence they are using now, because this kind of battle sequence can ensure the safety of the lives of the three of them to the greatest extent.

Mo Xiaosheng's gesture made the three-headed Jiao and Feng Han realize the existence of danger, and their hearts instantly rose to their throats.

Mo Xiaosheng stayed quietly in place for nearly a minute before slowly crawling back to Feng Han's side, and then covering Feng Han to retreat to the same place, and then slowly retreating himself.

"Is there a situation?" The three-headed Jiao asked in a low voice.

Mo Xiaosheng nodded: "I smelled the smell of gun oil, and the source of the taste is within a hundred meters." ”

"Didn't it emanate from a cave?" The three-headed Jiao blinked his small eyes, very serious.

Mo Xiaosheng pinched up the fine soil and sprinkled it gently: "Judging from the direction of the wind, the smell of gun oil is wafting from the northwest of the cave. ”

"Don't speak, let me hear where this shriveled calf is hiding?" Feng Han's ears were close to the ground, and he gently tapped the ground with the Faqiu token.

"Can he hear that? Bragging, right? The three-headed Jiao asked in surprise.

Mo Xiaosheng put his fingers in front of his mouth and made a silent motion.

The three-headed Jiao didn't understand Feng Han, but Mo Xiaosheng did. Feng Han is a descendant of General Faqiu Zhonglang, and he is a person who specializes in dealing with land.

However, what Mo Xiaosheng didn't expect was that Feng Han had another skill, which was a necessary skill for every Faqiu Zhonglang general, and this skill was, "Ask the earth to know the acupoints, hear the sound and know the things".

To put it bluntly, by tapping the ground with the Faqiu token, you can know if there is a tomb nearby, and through the sound transmitted from the tomb, you can tell whether the tomb has any value worth excavating.

In other words, Fataki Nakarou will have their own way of finding the tomb, and will be able to find out if there are funerary objects worth excavating in the tomb through their own methods. If it were not, would it not exhaust them to death?

"Something is wrong." Feng Han raised his head and looked at the cave: "There are no less than ten people in ambush around the cave, it should be aimed at us." ”

The three-headed Jiao swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "Is it true?" ”

A sneer hung on the corner of Mo Xiaosheng's mouth: "It seems that my estimate is right, those two people during the day should have discovered something, but they didn't show it, and deliberately left a flaw to lure us into the bait." ”

"What are we going to do?" Feng Han asked.

"What should I do?" The corners of Mo Xiaosheng's mouth hooked an arc: "The little devils have done enough to eat our homework, and we can't let them work in vain." ”

"Good niece and son-in-law, what do you want to do?" The three-headed Jiao hid behind the bunker, holding the shell gun in both hands, very excited.

Mo Xiaosheng mysteriously winked at the three-headed Jiao: "Beat him up for a dog day." The strap of the gun was wrapped around his hand, resting on a stone, and the index finger of his right hand was lightly resting on the trigger: "Report the approximate location of the little devil closest to us." The latter sentence was said to Feng Han.

"You're going to break through?" The three-headed Jiao blinked its small eyes, unbelievable.

Indeed, Mo Xiaosheng and the others only have three people, and their weapons are equipped with two 38-type rifles, which is what we usually call the 38 big cover, and Mo Xiaosheng and Feng Han have one each.

Two barge guns, barge guns are a folk name in China for the Mauser C96* and its series of derivatives, in addition to this title, the Chinese also call it a box gun, self-deed, fast and slow machine, box gun, large mirror and so on.

These two guns were the weapons of the three-headed Jiao, and in addition, Mo Xiaosheng and Feng Han were each equipped with a bayonet. The three-headed Jiao is a willow leaf scimitar, and Mo Xiaosheng also has three melons*.

With such equipment, fighting against well-trained little devils armed to the teeth, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit of a meaning to send the wolf into the tiger's mouth, no wonder the three-headed Jiao can't understand.

Feng Han was different, he never doubted any plan of action for Mo Xiaosheng, Mo Xiaosheng was the god in his heart, the omnipotent god. As long as it was Mo Xiaosheng's order, Feng Han was always absolutely obedient and unambiguous.

He put his ear to the ground and tapped the ground with the Hair Hill Token: "At eleven o'clock, at a distance of about fifty meters, there are three hidden in a fan-shape, and they are about ten meters away from each other. ”

"Rabbit cubs, let me see where you are?" Mo Xiaosheng carefully searched for the location of the target provided by Feng Han.

But in the bleak moonlight, he searched for a long time, but he didn't find it: "Grandma's, the ninety-seven sniper rifle left by the golden-eyed brother is fine, and without the sniper scope, nothing can be found." ”

"Can I come?" Feng Han lay down behind the ridge, set up his gun, and added: "My eyes can see at night, and the night does not prevent me from looking for targets." "Adjust the breathing waiting command.

Feng Han has this kind of ability, and Mo Xiaosheng knows it for the first time. In the past, when marching at night, Feng Han always walked in the front and never made a mistake. Mo Xiaosheng once suspected that Feng Han had a certain skill, but he never thought that Feng Han actually had a pair of night vision eyes.

"Okay, you come and find the target, shoot freely." Since Feng Han can see at night, it would be better to let him shoot, and Mo Xiaosheng had no reason to object.

Feng Han replied in a low voice, "Yes." "Adjust your mentality and search for goals.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, time passed slowly, and Feng Han still didn't move. In the steep night wind, sweat dripped down Feng Han's forehead.

Mo Xiaosheng quietly accompanied Feng Han and waited slowly, he knew very well that Feng Han was fighting with the other party to see who couldn't help being lonely first.

The three-headed Jiao couldn't stay a little anymore, he was naturally active, let him nest in one place, and couldn't move, which was more uncomfortable than killing him: "Good niece and son-in-law--"

Mo Xiaosheng turned around and glared at him fiercely, if the target was exposed now, Mo Xiaosheng's plan would be in vain.

"Smack--" A gunshot rang out, and the three-headed Jiao fell to the ground. Mo Xiaosheng's heart was also tight, and his whole body trembled.