When the sky was bright, Yang Zheng and the mute came to a mound about five hundred meters away from the tribe, the two of them lay on the ground and hid, while eating something to replenish their strength, while observing the front, it would not be long before dawn, the situation in the tribe was unknown, Yang Zheng was cautious, and did not rashly infiltrate it.

Soon, Yang Zheng found through the thermal imaging of the scope that there were two dark sentinels lurking about three hundred meters ahead, hiding in the grass, with weeds on their bodies, the camouflage effect was very good, if it were not for the thermal imaging, it would be difficult to find, the figures in the village were longing, very noisy, and I didn't know what they were busy with.

After a while, a round of sunset rose from the east, and seeing that the sun was about to jump out of the horizon, the visibility increased greatly, and Yang Zheng found that many houses in the tribe were burned to ashes, looking like ruins, but there were many wooden houses in the distance, row upon row, and many people walked out of the wooden houses to start a busy day.

Soon, Yang Zheng saw many armed men loading some things into the car, looking like they were going to evacuate, Yang Zheng was shocked, jumped the scope multiplier, and looked closely, the people who carried it were all wooden boxes, I don't know what was inside, and the people in charge of carrying them were all wearing camouflage combat uniforms, not like tribal armed men.

"Hyena mercenaries?" Yang Zheng looked at this scene in amazement and pondered.

As a steppe tribe with its own armament, it is said that there is no need for Totosky to hire mercenaries to help fight, why hire a murderous mercenary like hyenas? Aren't you afraid of setting yourself on fire? Also, what are these mercenaries doing, are they evacuating?

Doubts came to his mind, Yang Zheng observed carefully, suddenly, Yang Zheng saw a familiar face, it was Viper, the person in charge of these mercenaries, Tian Si gave a photo last time, it was impossible to admit the mistake, Yang Zheng immediately thought of the bald guy, quickly checked the people around Viper, and did not see the target.

Yang Zheng was suspicious, and found through the scope that the viper took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, slowly spit out the smoke, frowned and looked around, his expression looked a little depressed, at this time, a person ran over, whispered something, and was respectful.

Not long after, the viper waved his hand impatiently, the other party hurriedly left, Yang Zheng became more and more curious, carefully paying attention to the people around the viper, and soon, Yang Zheng found a person running in a hurry, no more familiar, it was a bald guy, Yang Zheng was overjoyed, looked intently, and found that the bald guy was holding a lockbox in his hand.

"What is this?" Yang Zheng was surprised to take a closer look at the lockbox, this is not an ordinary, or a lockbox that can be bought casually on the market, it is more like a custom for something, the all-metal shell, the streamlined surface, it looks like it is made of carbon alloy material.

What's even weirder is that a pair of handcuffs connect the box to the bald guy, obviously this box is very important, is it a small nuclear warhead? Yang Zhan thought to himself, quickly aimed at the bald man's face, and once again confirmed that it was correct, a wave of hatred rushed to the top of his head, and his index finger couldn't help but pull the trigger.

Five hundred meters is a little far, but there is no wind, the visibility is good, and other unfavorable factors affecting sniping are not obvious, Yang Zheng is fifty percent sure of killing the other party, if he shoots five shots in a row, the probability of success will be higher, as for the danger exposed after killing, Yang Zheng can't take care of it.

The enemy was very red when he saw each other, he had been waiting too long, Yang Zheng didn't want to wait any longer, he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, otherwise he would have no face to face the ancestors and villagers, as for the danger, where is it not dangerous on the battlefield? Yang Zheng took a deep breath and adjusted his condition, the opportunity was good and could not be wasted.

Soon, Yang Zheng found that the bald guy was talking to the viper, speaking quickly, with a somewhat urgent look, Yang Zheng was too lazy to bother to guess the inside story, controlled his breathing, suppressed his excited emotions, only the target in his eyes, and only revenge was left in his mind.

The sniper opportunity is fleeting, Yang Zheng doesn't want to wait any longer, and locks the sniper point on the body of the bald guy, although the headshot is cool, but the body target is large, and it is easier to hit, in this grassland where there is a shortage of medical treatment, as long as he is hit by a sniper, even if he does not die at that time, he will not be saved.

"Abba, Grandma, and fellow villagers, you are in the spirit of heaven to take care of it." Yang Zheng prayed secretly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he calmly pulled the trigger.

Then, at the moment when he pulled the trigger, Yang Zheng found that the scope shook a little, and he couldn't see clearly, so he quickly looked and found that a target was hit and fell, but it was not a bald guy, but a viper, and couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that the viper took a step forward just now, just blocking the route of the bullet's flight?

"Damn it?" Yang Zheng was furious and was about to fire a second shot, but found that the bald guy had disappeared, and quickly moved the scope to search, there were armed men and hyena mercenaries running around in a panic, the scene was chaotic, and he couldn't find where the bald guy was hiding.

Yang Zheng was furious, he couldn't rush up and find out the bald guy, just now such a good opportunity was actually blocked by a viper, that bastard didn't die, how unfair is God? Soon, Yang Zheng found that the convoy was moving, and those mercenaries chased after it and jumped into the carriage.

Yang Zheng was unwilling to move the scope again to see the viper, and found that the body was gone, and couldn't help but be shocked, quickly moved the scope, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, it was a bald guy, and he was rushing forward with the viper.

"Bastard, die." Yang Zheng was furious and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Woo Woo Woo Hoo Whistling Out of the Chamber, Carrying Yang Zheng's monstrous hatred and murderous intent, tearing through the void and forming three terrifying air currents flying over.

In the scope, Yang Zheng saw a mercenary rushing past the bald guy, the bullet knocked the other party away, the bald guy quickly rolled to the ground with the person in his arms, and hid behind a wooden house, Yang Zheng was furious, estimated the approximate location and two more shots, but found that the bald guy rushed out with a viper and failed to hit.

Yang Zheng was furious, his lungs were about to explode, he only blamed himself for not being good enough in marksmanship, and pulled the trigger again, but found that it was just a trigger collision sound, and there were no bullets, so he heard that he had just fired five shots, and the sniper rifle in his hand could only be loaded with five bullets each time.

"Bastard-" Yang Zhengqi scolded, quickly changed the magazine, searched again, and found that the bald guy threw the viper into the bed of a big truck, and turned over himself, without a chance to fire.

The armed men of the tribe chased after them according to the body of the gun, the momentum was violent, like a group of hungry wolves, Yang Zheng saw that the big truck was driving in the opposite direction, the speed was very fast, and he couldn't catch up at all, so he was furious, and shot at the armed personnel who chased and killed him at five points, and emptied the magazine in one go.

"Come on." At this moment, Yang Zheng was like a volcano that had completely erupted, venting his anger on the militants, and finally waited for the opportunity to take revenge, but he watched the enemy flee, how could he bear it?

Unforgivable, unbearable, and even more difficult to accept.

Yang Zheng was angry, crazy, crazy, and his fighting spirit erupted, like a volcanic karst rising into the sky.

(End of chapter)