Xing Xiaolong didn't know how perverted the physical fitness of the veteran special forces who have undergone various devil training, but he ran down these 3 kilometers......

He finally understood!

The tactical backpack is equipped with a marching backpack, and the fully armed materials and equipment are enough to sixty or seventy pounds, and it is in the woods where there is no walking path, and can only chop all the way with a thick-backed Boi knife, and force it forward.

The forced march on foot for 3 kilometers took less than 15 minutes.

Xing Xiaolong's physical fitness definitely belongs to the leading first echelon among the regular troops, but this overload and forced march almost didn't tire him out half to death.

When I arrived at the final designated location, I was panting and drenched in sweat, and my neckline was spitting hot.

Compared with these PMCs that have no stable breathing and no, it is estimated that there will be a 10-kilometer fully armed long-distance run, which does not have much impact, is obviously not at the same level, and there is no way to compare endurance at all.

This is the most vivid and intuitive gap between the top soldiers and ordinary soldiers.

"Good physical strength is willful, carrying thirty or forty kilograms on your back can still walk like flying, it's really enviable, if only I could also receive this kind of special formal training."

Xing Xiaolong withdrew his gaze on the perverts, not caring that he would be looked down upon by these PMCs, so he took off his backpack and tactical backpack and sat on the ground, opened the kettle and drank it.

He's so tired!

In fact, Xing Xiaolong's worries were too much.

After the tiger waited for the PMC to be in place at the designated position, he had no time to take care of his "oil bottle" at all, and he had already been busy.

Bald Head and Trist, who were in charge of sniper observation, arrived in the woods less than 100 meters away from the village, and immediately left the team and went to the hills around the village.

Look for vantage points to design and build a vision of the team's next move.

A white PMC armed with a muffled HK416, who was in the position of the lead scout, followed Bald and Triste, walked alone into the bush area near the edge of the village, and began to set up a cordon.

The vanguard scout, the equivalent of the ancient "scout".

Unlike the Sniper Position, which creates a long-range view of view, the Lead Scout needs to establish a cordon around the perimeter of the squad before the operation is launched.

And when the squad starts to act, he becomes the "vanguard" who walks in the front.

This is a combat position that requires a head and also courage.

On the periphery of the team, there were leading scouts on guard, and the PMC from the SBS Boat Unit opened his backpack and took out a small bionic reconnaissance aircraft.

Come to think of it, this PMC is not only proficient in various special pilots, but also very good at drone control.

Putting on a pair of glassholes that resemble VR, the PMC took control of the bionic flying machine, which had a pair of artificial soft membrane wings and was only half the size of a palm, fluttering and flapping a pair of wings, and flew towards the Kaso tribe village.

Compared with cheap and common rotorcraft aircraft, bionic aircraft with high cost have the advantage of low noise and difficult to be identified and detected.

Even if someone sees it from a distance of five or six meters, they will only think it is a bird, and they will not think it is a drone.

"What a sci-fi equipment, one after another is about to dazzle my eyes, this time it's really an eye-opener, is this the world of PMC?" Xing Xiaolong secretly marveled, becoming more and more fascinated by this profession.

However, is PMC really so rich?

The answer may be to surprise Xing Xiaolong!

……

The bionic aircraft has a high-definition camera, and in less than 5 minutes after flying out, it transmits back the first piece of accurate information needed.

The black fox, who was waiting on the side in advance, watched the video of the feedback image by holding a military tablet.

didn't do any cover-up, and took off the bulletproof tactical vest and camouflage uniform on the spot, leaving only the innermost special tight underwear.

It's a bit like a swimsuit, and it's a bit like a gym model.

Although it was tightly wrapped and nothing was revealed, this tight-fitting structure of the body shape perfectly outlined the black fox's fiery figure.

The Tiger and the rest of the communications officer, the PMC, had their eyes straightened.

And Xing Xiaolong, who had always been on guard against the black fox, couldn't help but have dry lips and swallowed his dry throat when he saw this infinitely beautiful picture in front of him.

My heart was gloomy: "It's worthy of being a big foreign girl, this figure really doesn't have to be said, two words, it's hard!" ”

A group of big men have endocrine disorders, but the black fox in question didn't care at all, took out a very sexy dress from the bag, put it on in front of everyone, and deliberately twisted the round waist like a water snake from side to side to the men who were frantically pressing the gun.

Seeing the three men's faces flushed, she smiled with satisfaction and stepped on her heels and walked out of the woods.

"If this woman doesn't show off coquettishness for a minute, does she feel uncomfortable? It's all at the mission location, and you have to change into a skirt and go out to show off your figure? Aren't you afraid of a careless GG? ”

Xing Xiaolong couldn't understand what the black fox was going to do, so he could only think maliciously in his mind.

Of course, this is just Xing Xiaolong's complaint, and the fool also knows that things are not so simple, and these people in front of him are among the most professional people in the world.

Sure enough!

Less than 10 minutes passed, and the black fox returned to the woods, throwing the unconscious black man in his hand to the ground like a dead pig.

A cheap black cotton military uniform, which seems to carry the rank of an officer on his shoulders, and a relatively new AK74 around his neck.

Through this information, it is not difficult to see that the black man brought back by the black fox is not an ordinary Kasso.

It fits the "tongue" identity that the tiger needs!

"Men always like to think with their lower body, and if they hook a finger casually, they will run over like a fool, which is really incomprehensible."

Changing his clothes back into tactical attire Black Fox, showing off his charm in a figurative way, then raised his right foot in military boots high and stepped on it fiercely.

The landing position is exactly the crotch of the black man!

"Ahh

The black man on the ground woke up from the coma screaming, but he could only whine and howl with a strip of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and his hands held his crotch and twitched, and he wriggled on the ground and rolled into a large prawn.

"Hiss~"

Seeing the tactical military boots kicking on Ji Qi'er, Xing Xiaolong, who was also a man, couldn't help but gasp when he saw Ji Qi'er shrinking in pain.

It's like hearing the sound of broken eggs!

"This woman...... It's ruthless! ”

Through this action of his own, the black fox once again refreshed her threat value in Xing Xiaolong's heart, and had already set her to the rank of untouchable.