Chapter 409:

"The target has moved, report the current situation-" Xiao Mubai continued. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The wind is the same, the target velocity is five--it is recommended to hit the back of the point-" Lao Chen finished reading, and then continued to repeat the report gently according to the immediate situation.

Hearing that his breathing returned to a steady state, Xiao Mubai no longer worried about anything, but let himself also take a deep breath, hoping to enter a more stable state.

Whether it is him or Lao Chen, as the main and deputy partners, at this time, no one can be affected by the outside world, and they must reach a state of calm and detachment.

This is very necessary in terms of shooting skills.

The lineman had cleared the broken line and stood a few steps in front of the ridge. Hold the thread and close it forward, and it's cut off again! What's going on today?

He couldn't help muttering, and faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, as if someone was deliberately manipulating him. Suddenly, he picked up his gun again, and half-crouched down the ridge and looked into the woods.

Now is the time of day! This guy must not be allowed to find out.

After concentrating all his thoughts on the first section of his right index finger again, Xiao Mubai sighed softly.

In the period before the lineman noticed something unusual in the woods, he would not hesitate to fire a shot.

But the timing judgment Xiao Mubai must be accurate, as long as he can decisively pull the trigger in such a stable state of mind, and the bullet flies diagonally downward, in about three seconds, the guy by the river valley will be killed on the spot because of a bullet in the back of the temple or ear that pierced the brain.

Hearing the immediate report of his deputy Lao Chen saying that the wind was weak again, Xiao Mubai moved the muzzle of the gun and aimed at his head. Only in this way can it be ensured that the linemen will completely lose their ability to attack in an instant after discovering the situation in the woods.

Firmly locked on his head, this time the strength of his fingers was well controlled. Flex your fingers inwards and pull the trigger slowly.

"Attention! Entering the shooting preparations—now countdown to the countdown—" Lao Chen found that the situation was changing further, and it was quite urgent.

With a "bang", the bullet came out of the chamber, and it spun at high speed and flew diagonally down - it was not a female soldier, let alone a civilian, and at a critical moment, he really had no reason to let her live.

Everyone was waiting for the sound of a gunshot that killed the enemy hundreds of meters away, and even Xiao Mubai himself was extremely eager.

But he still didn't shoot this time.

At the last moment when he pulled down the bolt, Xiao Mubai gave up completely, and the strength of his fingers suddenly disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, as if he had never moved the idea of sniping.

All this because the lineman on the other side of the valley had put away his gun and hung it back on his shoulder. I saw him grabbing a branch under the ridge, and as soon as he raised his legs, he stepped up, and his whole body entered the woods!

"Lifted! Target into the woods! Lao Chen whispered while looking through the binoculars.

This was expected, and it was only then that Xiao Mubai was truly relieved.

In addition to them, most of the scouts from this behind-enemy operation lurked in the woods on the other side of the valley. They cut the telephone line in order to lure the snake out of the hole, and then captured the communications personnel who came to connect alive and interrogated them on the spot to see if they could find some information about the devil agent detachment.

But I didn't expect something to happen.

The Vietnamese devil, the telephone soldier, was suspicious and quick to react just now, but when he entered the woods, he felt that something was wrong, so he searched for it with a gun.

The two scouts who lunged out of the pit were unable to bring him down for a split second due to their uncoordinated movements, but instead experienced a brief scuffle.

This guy has an amazing brute force, shouting during the scuffle and struggle for four or five seconds, which just happened to alarm the enemy troops who were coming from the other direction to check the line.

The guy was a ghost, and immediately threw a grenade from a distance of forty meters, and before it could hit the ground and explode, he shot again, and flew into the woods, so panicked that everyone was busy lying down.

Hearing the gunshots suddenly rang out on the edge of the river valley, followed by the black smoke rising from the grenade explosion next to the woods, Xiao Mubai cried bitterly.

The officers and soldiers on the mountain beam on his side were all so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, and everyone knew that the commander had played big this time!

The sniper team and the 2nd Fire Group opened fire on the enemy troops rushing down from the upper river valley, covering the evacuation of the brigade first. After the light machine guns of the fire team suppressed the enemy, he and Lao Chen followed the roll call with their hand sniper rifles, one shot at a time.

After such a long-distance blockade, the brigade of Vietnamese devils who drove down from the high ground was suppressed in the river valley and could not pass. The two sniper rifles are now very powerful, and they are not afraid of death.

Soon the murky water in the river turned red, reflecting the red glow in the sky, and it had a fantastic color before it got dark.

Estimating that the brigade in the opposite valley had gone far, Xiao Mubai began to tell everyone to prepare for evacuation.

"The snipers left cover, and the others retreated first."

Xiao Mubai and Lao Chen, who were the last to evacuate, alternately took cover, stopped and stopped, and the two quickly disappeared into the vast jungle shrouded in night.

Xiao Mubai and the others did not keep up with the second fireteam, and after covering their withdrawal, a group of enemy troops outflanked them from the right. The two sides fought fiercely for several minutes, and the two fought back.

Not daring to stop, the two climbed over a slope with a rolling belt. is also in a hurry to choose the path, to the front is a dead end, dumbfounded.

The two of them had no choice but to jump off the shortest cliff to the left, and hurried to a valley where they had crossed it. The Vietnamese devils chased them to the edge of the cliff, shouting and screaming, and the bullets whizzed, constantly hitting the two of them.

Fortunately, neither of them was shot, and the two of them went up the slope, so they ran all the way, and they didn't know how many valleys and slopes they had crossed.

It wasn't until it got dark that the Vietnamese devils stopped the pursuit and didn't hear any more movement behind them, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them were sweating profusely, and they couldn't run anymore when they ran to a village. I was so thirsty that I wanted to find some water to drink.

Suddenly, the dogs in the village barked again, followed by gunshots, probably alarming the devil militia or something.

The two of them dared to stay, and hurriedly ran to the black mountain in a panic. In this way, they went all the way over the mountains and mountains, and it was not until the next afternoon that they returned to our positions exhausted at night.

Both of them were so hungry that their eyes were glazed, and they were so tired that they almost collapsed. Fortunately, the people of the receiving group followed, helped the gun holder, unloaded the radio station, and then helped the two to return to the nearest garrison point.

After the break, Xiao Mubai inquired with them and learned that two soldiers were killed on the way back from this operation, but the bodies were brought back. asked the names of the martyrs, although they didn't know each other, Xiao Mubai felt extremely uncomfortable.

Death is like that, it is with us at all times.

After writing the report and bidding farewell to the remains of the martyrs, the two returned to the barracks where the troops were stationed and rested for a few days in a row.

In any case, it's a pity that I couldn't snipe the target this time, but that's the way it is to fight, and nothing is as good as it should be.

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