The enemy placed the artillery in the desert outside the oasis, next to a few raised rocks, which was very elaborate, about six hundred meters from the lake, just at the edge of the rifle range, but the artillery fire covered the entire oasis.

The situation was even worse than we imagined, the brothers on the left and right flanks wanted to outflank the enemy, but they went to a meeting with the enemy who thought the same way, and the two sides immediately exchanged fire, although the enemy was numerous, but Caesar's combat effectiveness was by no means comparable to that of ordinary soldiers, and now there was no way to retreat, the brothers fought with their backs, and the two battle groups of more than 30 people simply suppressed hundreds of enemies on the edge of the oasis, and the two charges were beaten back.

I haven't heard of any brothers killed yet, but I can't be optimistic in the face of so many enemies and such a fierce attack, even if we are brave and strong, but after all, we are flesh and blood, and a bullet will burst out of the brain when it hits the head.

In the past, on the battlefield, no matter what kind of dangerous situation we encountered, we were always optimistic, because in the deep mountains, in the jungle, there were retreats everywhere, and if we couldn't fight, we could escape, but this time we were besieged by the enemy in an oasis with a radius of less than a thousand meters, and the situation was much more dangerous.

Sitting on a tree trunk with your right leg propped up at the knee and your left arm bent on your knee, holding the sniper rifle tightly in your right hand, placing the barrel on the elbow of your left arm, bowing your head slightly close to the scope, and targeting the head of the officer who commanded the shot.

The dancer and the nine-tailed fox lay under the tree, staring at the movement on both sides, one left and one right, covering me to destroy the enemy artillery position.

Just as the officer was about to give the order for a new round of shelling, I suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet burst out of the bushes, penetrating the officer's skull five hundred meters away, through the back of the head, and from the bridge of the nose, a stream of blood spurted out of the bullet hole, and the body shook and fell to the ground.

I was sniped by me before the officer gave the order, and the artillerymen fell into a brief confusion without anyone in command, so I took the opportunity to turn the muzzle of the gun, lock the target on the gunner, and then pull the trigger continuously, and one after another the artillerymen were sniped to death by me, until I ran out of magazines, and the guns did not even release a single shell.

Since there was no one to command, the remaining artillery in order to avoid me, a sniper, have to hide behind the rocks, the artillery position suddenly muted, giving the brothers a chance to breathe, there is no threat of artillery fire, at least the brothers do not have to fight so hard, otherwise as soon as they hear the scream of the shells falling, they have to retract back into the crater to dodge, in the face of the enemy approaching step by step, the brothers are fearless, they want to take a step closer to pay the price of blood, but in the face of the shells that keep falling, the only thing to do is to pray not to fall beside them.

Now that the biggest threat is gone, the brothers are more confident, and the crazy grizzly bears and titans even start to fight back with machine guns, and there is a strange phenomenon on the battlefield, hundreds of enemy firepower is temporarily suppressed by Caesar.

I don't need to take out many enemies, just make sure that the artillery can't be used to complete the mission, of course, for me this is not enough, there is one most important goal I have not found, and that is the commander of the whole team, for a sniper, decapitation is the ultimate goal.

But the guy didn't know where to hide, I searched for a long time and didn't see a figure similar to the commander, the attack in front was blocked, the enemy quickly reacted, two soldiers in different camouflage quickly ran towards the artillery position, seeing that they were definitely not dressed by government troops, then they could only be mercenaries.

If I'm not mistaken, these two men must have been sent by the commander to reorganize the artillery, these two guys are obviously much more powerful, they move very fast, and they don't walk in a straight line, obviously they are evading my snipers, they have already guessed that there are snipers.

Although I was not sure to hit them in such a high-speed movement, it would not have allowed the two to easily reach the artillery position.

After changing the magazine, I magnified the magnification of the scope a bit, first measured the speed of the two men's movements, observed their habitual combat positions, and then made a rough prediction based on the speed at which the bullet was fired out of the muzzle.

The whole process sounds complicated, but it only takes me three seconds to analyze the results, and everything is as easy as a multiplication formula.

When the two of them were less than ten meters away from the artillery position, I opened fire decisively, and the first shot was test-fired, allowing me to judge the error of prediction, and slightly adjust the angle to fire the second shot, and as the gunfire rang out, one of them threw himself to the ground, and his right leg was shot and bloodied.

It's not that I'm boasting, under my gun, don't try to stand up again when I fall to the ground, but the guy reacted quickly, didn't care about the pain in his leg, and rolled to the left as soon as he fell, as if he knew that the next bullet would follow.

Due to his wit, the second bullet hit the ground with his neck against him, and he was able to dodge my two bullets, which was enough to comfort himself with this life, but it was only three things, and he didn't have an opponent who could dodge my three shots in a row in his memory, and this guy couldn't be.

As my third bullet came out of the muzzle, the guy jerked up, the bullet hit the back of the heart, and instantly pierced his body, and he stiffened for two seconds, then collapsed like a deflated ball, and his head tilted to death.

But when I looked for another person, I found that the guy had rushed behind the rocks, and was facing my position, hiding so tightly that he didn't even show a corner of his clothes.

I'm not in a hurry, as long as the cannon can't fire, I'll have no problem spending hours with him.

It was much worse than I expected, and a moment later several smoke grenades were thrown from behind the rocks, and in an instant smoke rose in all directions, and today there was no wind, and the smoke soon enveloped the position.

I secretly said in my heart that this guy was obviously prepared, and the position of the smoke grenade was not deviated, which means that the mercenary has judged my position, and now I can't see the target, what will happen next, I don't need to look to know.

I quickly put away my sniper rifle, turned around and grabbed the rope I had tied in advance, and quickly slid down to the ground, when the dancer heard the voice and turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You can't stay here, shift positions!" I screamed, got up, and ran.

A few seconds later, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air from far and near, several shells fell behind us, the ground trembled slightly with a huge explosion, and the powerful shock wave blew off several large trees around us, and at the same time the enemy's heavy machine guns began to strafe my position.

The sniper is always the most threatening fighter, and once the position is exposed, the enemy will usually set up artillery bombardment, and from the moment the mercenary threw out the smoke grenade, I knew that this was the target of the next round of shelling.

The three of us crawled out of the sniper position, shells kept falling around, explosions after explosions, and the small high ground was covered by artillery fire, and when we withdrew from the bombing range and looked back, it had been razed to the ground.