At one o'clock in the morning, after trekking through 30 kilometers of mountainous jungle and then entering enemy-occupied territory by boat, Baby found out that there were three transport routes in the rear of North Kivu Province, and the goal of our three teams was these three roads, and we were responsible for the southern one.

The weapons and equipment needed for the rebel front line had to be transported from the rear, and we intercepted these three routes, waited for the rebel convoys to appear, and if we found them, we found the arsenal.

Sitting on a small fishing boat with a capacity of only five people, I staggered into the southern war zone of North Kivu province, and I squatted on the fishing boat with an M25 steady image telescope to observe the surrounding hillsides, jungles, and open areas.

This little wrecked ship is completely defenseless, we are simply a live target on the water, and now we are on the edge of the line of fire, and the enemy may emerge at any time, not only the rebels, but also the government army has a patrol in charge of this water, and those soldiers do not know us at all, if this is revealed, we will become a hornet's nest with a salvo.

"Captain, are we a little too arrogant? If you are so swaggering through the line of fire, there is no place to run for your life! "I'm staring at a vantage point not far away, and if there's a sniper hiding there, we'll wait to get a headshot.

"It's okay, the path we took is very hidden, the garrisons and rebels in the coastal ports are exchanging fire, they don't have time to pay attention to us, they can't divide the troops to garrison along the coast, and even if they are revealed, they will not pay attention to such small fishing boats."

The captain was very calm and reasonable, but this is a war, and God knows if there will be a patrol of soldiers to come to us.

"What if you really run into a soldier who can't open your eyes?" I put down the binoculars and searched for a long time without any abnormality, it seems that the captain's analysis is very accurate, neither the rebels nor the government army can distinguish troops to garrison this water.

"Then it can only depend on luck, and sometimes the victory or defeat of the war depends on luck!" The captain sat on the bow of the boat and said lightly.

"That's right, we've always had good luck!" The monkey turned back as he drove the boat.

"This time seems to be a bit of an exception!" The striker in the back suddenly said something that made our faces change.

"What's the situation?" The captain turned his head and asked in a whisper.

"At three o'clock, at a distance of 1,200 meters, there are figures walking by the shore!" The striker kept staring in that direction with a rangefinder, and reported accurate data in his mouth.

"How many?" The captain asked again.

"The two of you, it looks like you're here!" The striker saw the two of them coming out of the woods and standing on the shore and waving at us, as if they were going to take a hitchhike, but this time they saw it clearly, they were wearing khaki military uniforms, holding cheap AK series weapons in their hands, and one of them was pointing a rifle at us, shouting something, as if threatening us to shoot if we didn't go over.

"What about the captain? Do you want to kill them? "I put down my binoculars and brought the M2oo sniper rifle, pulled the gun and loaded it, ready to go!

"Monkey, just land from here!" The captain turned his head.

"But we're still ten kilometers from the target location!" The monkey said as he navigated the map.

"The rest of the road is on foot, there are rebels here, and the waterways are no longer safe." The captain immediately changed his plan, we don't know how many rebels there are on the shore, and if we really encounter a large army, we will be completely destroyed, and we would rather walk a little longer than do risky things.

"Captain, they're going to run!" The striker pointed to the shore and said, those two guys seem to see our clothes clearly, the special jungle camouflage is still very conspicuous on the water, at a glance, you know that it is a foreign army, and the foreign army that appears in Africa is only mercenaries in addition to the peacekeeping forces, and it is impossible for the peacekeeping forces to appear in this kind of place, so it is easy for them to guess that we are mercenaries, and they also know that we are not our opponents, where do we dare to stay.

"You can't let them go, kill them!" The captain immediately gave the order.

When I heard the order, I resolutely pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the muffler with the silencer only made two muffled sounds, and two clouds of blood rose from the heads of the enemy soldiers 1,200 meters away, and they fell to the ground one after another.

“yes！ Ten rings! "The striker made a triumphant gesture and turned his head and gave me a thumbs up.

"Hey, hey, little meaning!" I spoke, but my body did not move, and I continued to observe the movement near the corpse with my scope, for fear that some fish would leak through the net and reveal our location.

After a few moments, I let out a sigh of relief, put down my sniper rifle, turned to look at the captain, and said, "The target is clear, there is no danger ahead." ”

"Monkey, lean in!" The captain commanded.

The fishing boat slowly sailed to the shore, five minutes later we abandoned the ship and boarded the 6, went ashore and directly found the two bodies just now, from their military uniforms must be rebels, the weapon in their hands is AK74, the world's most produced, powerful, and cheap automatic rifles are really universal all over the world, you can see everywhere you go.

Half of the corpse's head was directly shattered by M2oo's 4O8 caliber bullets, and it was impossible to see its original appearance, and there was nothing to prove its identity on the body, and the monkey turned out a photo in the jacket pocket of one of the guys, on which was an emaciated black girl, presumably his daughter, but unfortunately now she has also become an orphan without a father.

The monkey chuckled and shook his head, and stuffed the picture back again, we have no guilt, this is a war not a child's play, only you live and die, there is no sympathy.

At that moment, there was a slight noise in the grass behind us, and the monkey and I instantly pulled out our pistols and pointed them at that location, only to see the striker come out from behind the tree.

"Relax, it's me!" The striker smiled and waved his hand!

"Grass, scare Lao Tzu!" I put the pistol back in its holster, and the guy was gone ashore.

"Is there a situation?" The captain asked, turning his head.

"No, there is no trace of the current rebels around, these two guys are probably deserters!" The striker pointed to the two corpses on the ground.

I sighed and shook my head, and I couldn't help but think of the words of the famous American general General MacArthur, "Only those who are not afraid of death deserve to live".

The word deserter is probably the greatest shame for soldiers, they fled, they were afraid of death, so they died.

Ignoring the two corpses, we proofread the coordinates and continued to move forward, two meters apart, the striker walked in front as always, followed by the monkey, then the captain, I stayed at the end forever, there was no way who made me a sniper.

I have the impression that Africa should be an endless savannah or desert and plains, but I didn't expect that there are many mountain jungles here.

Our position is already within the limits of enemy-occupied territory, and all the people we encounter in military uniforms and armed weapons are rebels, which means that as long as there are soldiers, there is no other possibility, all of them are enemies.

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