"Sniper, hidden!"

Morgan PY tightened, the back of the suit was all wet, and he was actually distracted on the battlefield?

After shrinking into a mud bucket can, he instantly understood that this sniper was giving himself a warning and a lesson, nothing more than a beast swearing his sovereignty, a beast with urine, and he with a bullet!

There are wolves and tigers in front of them, and an atmosphere of despair is gradually spreading...

"Sir, it looks like we're at a dead end." Morgan's eyes were still unwavering, he tore off the bullet used for decoration from his neck, put it in the magazine, and only heard a crisp sound, the bullet was instantly loaded and loaded, and his thumb buckled the safety, "Bear with it and it's over!" ”

"Let... Let me die with dignity! The middle-aged man knelt on the ground trembling, his fingers were white, he was pinching his suit pants, his eyes were closed, his head was drooping, and his voice was trembling.

It was a private agreement between him and Morgan if... It's really desperate, he doesn't want to be humiliated again before he dies!

This is an unwritten rule in the major armed private insurance: "If... There is no way back, please let the employer die with dignity. ”

After all, most of those who need to recruit armed private security are rich and politicians with enemies everywhere, and if they fall into the hands of the enemy, they can only be inhumane.

"Close your eyes... Soon. ”

Morgan's fingers pulled the trigger slowly, his mouth waving with comfort.

"Morgan! Stop! Suddenly, Pei Lan on the side exclaimed, as soon as the words fell, the gunshots rang out at the same time, Pei Lan turned his head in horror, but the middle-aged man did not die tragically as he imagined, but still knelt on the ground and couldn't help but scream in agony, lying on the ground shivering, on the earthen wall behind him, a light smoke of gunpowder was rising.

Morgan was also sweating, and at this last moment, thanks to the subconscious deviation of his gun...

Perrin reacted, bent over, quickly pounced, nervously picked up the middle-aged man, and saw that he was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care about him, and said to Morgan, "I thought of a way, that sniper obviously had a chance to kill us just now, but he just warned, obviously he didn't want to join this fight, why did we... Don't drag them in?! ”

Peilan's eyes were like a vulture, "In that way, we will have a way to live..."

"But what if they settle accounts with us afterwards?" Morgan frowned, not his mother-in-law, it's just that his long career in private bags made him not want to make enemies with anyone, but this question seems very old-fashioned at this time, at least in Perlan's opinion, it is full of rotten taste.

"Do we still have a choice now? Fack! We're going to die now... Ignore them? It's a big deal to give them a sum of money afterwards, can they still get along with the dollar? Brother, God will support us in doing so. Perrin lowered his voice excitedly, and when he saw that Morgan was still groaning, he stretched out his head anxiously and saw several militants with guns in their hands, searching and advancing.

"Don't think about it anymore, we can't bear it."

Morgan gritted his teeth and bowed his head, "I'll be bait, and you'll drag those soldiers into the pit stop." ”

Pei Lan's face was happy, and he hurriedly made an OK gesture.

…

Muhammad stared at Morgan from upstairs through the sniper scope, and an ant climbed up his trouser legs, and he didn't waver, and if he could, he wouldn't even blink an eyelid.

"Huh?"

The bearded man's heart tightened, and he saw Morgan quickly pounce from behind the cover, as fierce as a jaguar, zigzag position, and after running three or five meters, his body was stunned, curled into a ball, and rolled to the side, and the tactical action was extremely beautiful!

Muhammad was also very firm in his attack and shot!

This is a tactical maneuver about sniper evasion, Morgan is like a battlefield artist, every dodge, as if foreseen, Muhammad fired two shots in a row, and both missed.

Muhammad couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is an elite soldier.

He picked up the walkie-talkie next to him, "BOOS! Someone is approaching..."

Gao Jun, who was on the second floor, cursed in a low voice when he heard this, leaned out of the window, carefully observed with Zeiss telescope, his brain was spinning rapidly, calculating Morgan's purpose, and when Perrin slyly stepped into the protective circle with a few militants, Gao Jun instantly understood.

"Damn it! These people are going to drag us in. ”

Gao Jun's face sank, and the feeling of being calculated made him very unhappy, and he shouted on the walkie-talkie, "Fuck! Kill them! ”

Ludwig was leaning against the doorway on the first floor and smoking, holding a crooked handle, and as soon as he turned around, he stood in front of the door, and the thirty rounds of a magazine stood out.

Frightened, the remaining militants hurriedly shrank their heads, and after reacting, it was like a scream, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a scar on his cheek, coldly holding a Dragunov SVD sniper rifle and shrinking his waist, slowly touched the commanding heights, and waited to lean on a corner that was flattened by shells, the young man set up the gun, first looked around, he was just a muzzle on the roof of the opposite building.

You can't see a human figure, this goal can't be used!

He could only continue to sweep the goods condescendingly, and finally fixed his sights on the second floor, one arm exposed outside the window.

"Lovely baby."

As soon as the young man spoke, his voice was as hoarse as a knife saw, he licked his tongue, squinted his eyes, aimed at his arm, pulled the bolt of the gun, and shot decisively.

Unfortunately, the bullet was almost a little bit, and it only took a "humanoid stroke" on the outside of the wall near the arm

This made the gmamba in it take a big jump, and he squatted on the ground in a panic, shouting in horror, "Sniper! The enemy has snipers. ”

"Muhammad! I'll grass your uncle, find him, kill him, are you asleep?! ”

Gao Junchen roared vigorously towards the walkie-talkie, and the green tendons on his face burst out, which showed his anger, so that the opponent's sniper touched his head, and his life was dragged into the opponent's hands.

Muhammad did not explain that this was indeed his mistake, and he hurriedly adjusted the muzzle of his gun and searched for it.

…

The boy cursed in a low voice, and angrily slapped the Dragonov SVD sniper rifle in his hand.

In fact, it is not that his sniper skills are not good, but this sniper rifle was born in the 50s of the 20th century and is the world's first special sniper rifle. At the time, the accuracy of the SVD was quite excellent, much higher than most sniper rifles of the World War II era.

It was designed to provide accurate fire support for infantry at medium and long ranges, which was the main design idea of sniper rifles at the time. In modern times, sniper rifles are more specialized and have higher accuracy requirements.

In World War II and the early days of the Cold War, sniper rifles that were guaranteed to "hit" targets had begun to lag behind, and the new generation of sniper rifles had been required to hit a specific part of the target, such as the head or exposed part of the limb, in order to have the greatest effect.

Coupled with the fact that sniper rifles need to fire special sniper bullets, which are very expensive, and it is difficult for ordinary militants to get such bullets, and usually only ordinary bullets can be used instead, it is no wonder that snipers always "stroke".

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