In the first moment, these people caught the White Eagle by surprise. But the hunting knives were well aware that it was just the white eagles who accompanied them after several days of surveillance. It was another fierce battle just now, so I was tired. Otherwise, these people simply won't be enough to stuff White Eagle's teeth.

"I need support! We're running out of ammo, so if we can't provide effective support within half an hour, then collect our bodies. White Eagle pressed the headset and made a final command in a deep code whisper to a certain place: "We will try our best to destroy the equipment, and I hope you can reach and recover it as soon as possible." ”

After the White Eagle finished speaking, he resolutely cut off the communication. Then the channel was changed to the internal communication: "Everyone report back!" Ammunition, battle damage, casualties! ”

"Three people were killed and one person was slightly injured in Group A. The group leader compressor still has two magazines left, and the bullet pouch is empty. The grenades are gone, and the smoke grenades and grenades are gone. The grenade launcher also has a ......"

"Group A crew rockets, and three grenades. Three magazines, the bullet pouch is out of ammunition. And no grenades......"

Soon, the information of the following groups was gathered. Even at this time, the gunfire did not stop. It's just that the White Eagle team shoots more cautiously. Each shot seeks to inflict casualties on the opponent and slow down their attack.

White Eagle was calm now, and the few teams under his command were now less than fifty people who could continue to fight. On average, each person still has three magazines in their hands. The least two, the most four. There were also eleven grenades, as well as some stun grenades and smoke grenades. But there are not many of them.

"Group A was reorganized, with one fireman, one assaulter, and one machine gunner. Form a new combat group, equipped with a base number of ammunition to block the opponent's offensive momentum. Group B is reorganized, equipped with a base number of ammunition, and the blocking position is arranged to prepare for the evacuation of Group A! ”

The White Eagle quickly made a new tactical decision: "All grenades, smoke grenades, stun grenades...... Collect them all and put them in Group C. The assault team keeps only one magazine and is responsible for long-range fire support......"

On the empty Gobi Desert, the two sides are coming and going. The support units that arrived only caught the White Eagle team by surprise at the beginning. But soon, the White Eagle team, who reacted, immediately cut off their offensive momentum.

"Tom tom tom...... Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" several grenades exploded in the crowd of charging opponents, while machine guns roared "...... and suddenly". All of a sudden, the men in robes who were exposed to the desert Gobi swept away the chickens and dogs.

A part of the crowd of men dressed in desert camouflage costumes did not hesitate to roll on the spot as the sound of gunfire and grenade fire rang out. Then he lay down on the sand dunes and crawled towards the nearest bunker beside him.

"Bang~!" From the very beginning, Albayev, who did not enter the offensive formation, could hear it at once, even in the chaotic gunfire. What kind of firearm did this come from, Arbayev exhaled. Because he saw the teammate next to him who was in charge of the assault, who was directly hit the moment he lay down.

The other party's bullet hit his upper torso, which was not bad. If there are no special circumstances, there should be no hanging. But breaking a few bones is inevitable. With this shot, the opponent accurately judged the direction of his teammate's movement and tactical movements. Even if it just hit his torso, it was already remarkable.

Hitting a fixed target and hitting a moving target are two different concepts. Hitting a moving target is a different concept from hitting a living animal. Hitting a living creature is a completely different concept than when you pull the trigger on a living person. The muzzle of your gun is aimed at ordinary people or veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time.

The difference is huge. The veterans who survived the battlefield have mostly played against snipers. They must have a whole set of tactical evasion moves, trying to avoid being judged by snipers to find their way. At the same time, avoid the sniping of the opponent.

Hitting a veteran who is moving around the battlefield is not a simple matter. This is enough to show that the sniper who fired the shot has a lot of experience in sniping. At the same time, he has a good ability to predict and a high degree of self-confidence.

Arbayev quickly found the opponent's sniper position according to the opponent's shooting trajectory. It's a pity that the other side has apparently withdrawn. Albayev couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is for the other party's prudence. With just one shot, change positions.

There will be no mud and water, and there will be no luck. Unless there is a worthy target, there is a reason to shoot. Otherwise, the trigger will never be pulled. Arbayev's comrade-in-arms is a worthy target. The assault operation was carried out by him on the front line.

The moment he fell to the ground, the whole formation was in chaos. Although no one escaped, everyone involuntarily chose to crawl and hide. The offensive momentum was immediately contained. It was also at this time that a familiar voice came from Arbayev's headphones.

"Arbayev, did you find that guy ?! Kill him, or we'll not be able to move!" Albayev's eyes never left the scope, and he began to look at the positions where the snipers might be hidden, and whispered back: "Hayabusa, do you think I don't want to find them?!" But people aren't stupid either, and standing there made me find out and kill them. ”

In the headphones, Hayabusa's voice disappeared for a moment. Then I heard him say suspiciously: "They?!" ”

"Yes, they are. The other side must have more than one sniper team, they have several sniper teams. I don't even dare to move now, I'm sure there are already quite a few observers scanning my area. Once I dare to move, there will definitely be a master who will shoot through my head! ”

Arbayev exhaled deeply and said in a low voice: "Falcon, you let people rush again." But don't expose yourself. Don't we have RPGs and machine guns?! And mortars, all of them are taken out and shot! If the other side wants to evacuate in an orderly manner, it must take out these firepower points of ours. As long as they shoot, I'm sure I'll take out a few of them! ”

"See? We also have friends who can help, those Slavs. I'm sure they want to see these guys get done more than we do. "Arbayev doesn't feel the slightest guilt about taking out RPGs and machine gunners to lure out the opposing snipers.

He'd been through too many fights and deaths, even if one day he needed to be the bait. He could only rush out without hesitation. But now, there are only a few snipers in this team. Arbayev knew he wasn't fit to be the bait. Maybe...... In a moment, he will need to be that bait.