This kind of conversation makes me quite confused.

The two sides seemed to be fighting over something, and the scene seemed to be deadlocked.

Zhang Wentian moved his fingers, and the two members of the Cobra Mercenary Group touched in the left and right directions, still attracting Schwein's attention.

"Don't count on this, this thing is within the borders of the People's Republic of China, it is our thing, and your ancestors also obtained ill-gotten gains, and now it is time to confiscate it."

"Why? My ancestors sacrificed their lives for this matter, my father, my grandfather, spent their whole lives looking for this batch of gold, and the efforts of our entire family, several generations, cannot just be given away! ”

Zhang Wentian sneered and said, "At that time, you were just wishful thinking, if it weren't for my hard work to find the specific hiding place of this batch of gold, I'm afraid that your great-grandson might not be able to find it!" ”

"If it weren't for the instructions left by my ancestors to enter the mountain, it would have taken me more than ten years to memorize them, otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to get to this place."

While the two were arguing with each other, the two members of the mercenary group had already touched the left and right sides, and had quietly hidden behind a pillar, firmly covering Schwein's head with their scopes.

Schwein has definitely practiced, and his actions have once again confirmed my thoughts.

If I hadn't paid attention to Zhang Wentian's movements, it would have been difficult to detect the two infiltrated mercenaries, but Schwein did. Tumbling backwards, the timing was just right, and the mercenary's bullet missed.

Although Shi Weiin was embarrassed, he was unusually ruthless, and as soon as he stabilized his figure, he shot back.

The shot hit the mercenary in the forehead accurately, and a muffled sound was heard immediately, and the mercenary fell on his back.

The old wolf was so angry that he took out an eight-petal melon* in his bosom, and threw it out with a fierce face.

"You are so powerful, do you seem to have only such a small means? If you don't have good marksmanship and reflexes, you don't deserve to have this batch of gold, and I advise you not to use it as much as possible*. You've probably heard the legend of the Nazi base, where there is a self-detonation device, and if it is triggered, none of us will be able to get out alive. ”

Schwein's voice was full of provocation and disdain.

At this time, in our headphones, there was a sudden knocking sound, I saw that the K of spades was busy using the scope to see the direction of Zhang Wentian, so I followed him to see, only to see Zhang Wentian with his back to an iron cabinet, is using his right hand to gently tap his microphone.

I listened carefully to the percussion sound, but what I expressed was: the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

The King of Spades took a deep breath and slowly moved the muzzle of the gun to aim at Schwein.

I asked softly, "What are you doing?" ”

The King of Spades was much more cautious, and said with his lips: "This is the sweet word sent by the master, which was originally agreed upon by us, to fight the black guns of the old wolves." Now it means that I am looking for an opportunity to kill this Schwein. ”

I'm just a little staggered, this Zhang Wentian is too ruthless, not to mention that the rattlesnake has been following Zhang Wentian for a long time, and playing yin like this is killing it, which is making people's scalps explode.

The position of me and the King of Spades is very good, in front of us, there is a high-power searchlight, we are here under the typical light black, in this position, condescending, Schwein's position we can see clearly. It's just that unfortunately, when we look at Schwein from our vantage point, we can only see half of his body and his fist-sized head.

I was annoyed in my heart, I knew this earlier, I had to bring a sniper with me when I said anything, I didn't need a big gun like M81, it was an 85 sniper, and I was sure that I would knock down this Schwein with one shot.

But I and the K of spades took,It's all German-made MP5,This kind of fast rush charge,You can take advantage of it,But the accuracy is a little worse.,Fifty meters away,The sight is not enough.,Because the barrel is too short.,It's hard to say where the bullet lands.。

The K of spades seems to be confident, aiming with the simple scope above, and I took a look at the so-called scope, only to find that it was removed from the M4, and it was simply the donkey's lips that were not in the horse's mouth.

If it weren't carefully calibrated, I'm afraid such a mirror would be of little use.

I let out a soft breath and slowly lowered my gun, now that both sides of the confrontation have calmed down, the air seems to be frozen, and the slightest movement here is very likely to expose the gathering position.

I lightly touched the King of Spades and did a flurry of tactical sign language, meaning that I was going to detour to him.

But the King of Spades waved his hand, raised his thumb, and shook it towards his temple, meaning rest assured that he could handle it.

I was skeptical, and I returned to the position I had just had, and the King of Spades seemed to really take the short gun in my hand as *, really adjusting my breathing, and then gently put my fingers on the trigger.

The next performance shocked me. I don't know what happened to Cui Qin over the years, and I don't know when he practiced such amazing marksmanship, and when I haven't slowed down, Cui Qin is banging and firing three shots in a row.

In my scope, I saw Schwein shake all over his body, and then like damp sugar, he fell down. The gun in his hand was also taken off and loaded on the iron shelf.

The old wolf saw that Schwein had been shot, and the anger that he had been holding back for a long time finally broke out, and he pounced on it with several brothers, and swept towards Schwein's corpse, and Schwein's flesh and blood were blurred.

At this time, Zhang Wentian's voice came from the earphones, saying, "Zhang Chengnan, come down!" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the King of Spades to go down, but the King of Spades didn't move, and I looked at the position of his gun, as if he was biting several members of the mercenary group.

Zhang Wentian began to urge again, and I walked down the floor step by step. When I walked to Zhang Wentian's side, the old wolf looked at me with an almost adoring look, and took the gun in my hand again, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good marksmanship!" ”

I just smiled and didn't say anything, but Zhang Wentian had a strange look on his face, and said, "Let me show you what real wealth is today." With that, he bent down, tugged at one of the corners of the canvas, and then struggled to uncover it.

In an instant, the yellow-orange-orange light was dazzling, and the underneath of this canvas was covered with gold ingots! Stacked neatly stacked gold ingots!