Tactical vests, bulletproof ceramic inserts, and finally the gun was checked and wiped again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info five magazines, a magazine bag of 100 rounds. Five M68 grenades, two broadswords. A multi-functional carrying case that contains all kinds of things that Hou Dasheng himself summed up. Fishing line, tack, powdered Yunnan Baiyao and insurance seeds...... Wait a minute.

Three days of field rations were prepared, and the hydration bladders embedded in the tactical vests were filled. Hou Dasheng put on a Geely suit, and finally tested the headset and turned off the satellite phone.

"You really don't need us to go with you?!" The fat dog looked at Hou Dasheng with some concern, and said, "It sounds very cool to take the head of the enemy general among the ten thousand armies." But there are few that succeed. Even if the Namibian troops are a little more watery, the danger you face will not decrease. ”

Hou Dasheng grinned, lowered his head and said softly: "To be honest, I haven't made progress for a long time. Especially when it comes to sniping, so I'm wondering if I'm getting too little stimulation?! I wanted to try to put some pressure on myself, but the normal pressure didn't stimulate me anymore......"

The fat dog listened to Hou Dasheng's words, and his eyes became complicated. The crane came over with his arms in his arms and looked at Hou Dasheng speechlessly. Looking at their eyes, Hou Dasheng paused for a moment and then looked at himself: "Guys, what's wrong?!" Is there something wrong with me?! ”

"Cook, we don't want to see you turn into a complete war animal. But it's a pity that ......" crane said with a wry smile: "After all, you have become a war animal like us, and you are now used to war." It's not a good sign to even start enjoying the war......"

When Hou Dasheng heard this, he couldn't help but pause. Then fell silent, he bowed his head and said nothing. After a long time, he slowly stood up and said softly, "I didn't expect that I would have this day, you said so." I'm really starting to enjoy the thrill of war, the thrill of blood, and the feeling of life and death. ”

"But I'm not a war animal." Hou Dasheng paused, and whispered to the fat dog and the crane: "Any work I do, I will try to enjoy my work. Because that's the only way to get the job done. For example, as a chef, I enjoy the process of cooking. ”

As he spoke, Hou Dasheng stood up and put the gun on his back and said softly: "Being a mercenary is too, and it is also a job for me." You have to enjoy your work to be able to do it well, I think so. That's what I do. When I'm no longer a mercenary, I'll enjoy my life as a chef. ”

After speaking, Hou Dasheng walked out of this bunker, and soon his figure disappeared into the reckless jungle. Ma Wei was at the door, looking at Hou Dasheng's disappearing figure with complicated eyes. He actually wanted to say that Hou Dasheng was looking for death. However, Ma Wei, who had just been rescued by Hou Dasheng and them, knew that he was not qualified to say these words.

"Don't worry too much, he's done it many times. The difference is that this time he faced a little more enemies. The fat dog seemed to see what Marville was thinking, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "But as long as it's in the jungle, there's always a way for him to survive." Even if you don't kill the other commander. ”

After a pause, the fat dog said to Mawel: "What we need to worry about now is how to deal with the next attack of the Namibians." I don't think they're going to send planes next time, and they're not going to stop there, having tasted the sweetness. ”

"There is only one heavy machine gun left, and ten more RPGs. There are six more M79s. There is a lot of ammunition, and there are three bases for bullets. There are still eighty rounds of RPGs, and there are still sixty grenades......" Marville said with a wry smile: "Now the entire battalion, there are probably less than two hundred people who can continue to fight." How long I can hold it, I'm not sure for myself. ”

The fat dog stroked his forehead helplessly, and sighed: "There are less than thirty people left in our mine protection team now, and you are in your early two hundred at most." There is still a base of ammunition left, but we still have a dozen broadswords and a few grenades. And then it was gone. ”

As he spoke, several people glanced at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. This battle has been fought so far, and it seems that there is really no other way to end it than to kill the other party's commander. How many casualties of the Namibian army on the opposite side they do not know. But certainly not to the point of breaking the bones.

The opposing side was also assisted by a machine gun company, along with air support. The fat dog only felt that it would be difficult to win this battle. Because there was no artillery on the Rwandan side, Namibia placed its headquarters very close to the front line. The other side definitely still has the protective power of the command.

Unless it can be taken down in one go, it is equivalent to looking for death to carry out a decapitation operation against someone's headquarters. The opponent holds you back, and then a portion of the front-line forces retreats is enough to encircle your squad and swallow it whole.

"Thirty-six hours, if you can hold on, there is hope. If you can't hold on, it's completely finished. The crane didn't know when it came over, shrugged his shoulders and said, "We still have some 107s, and C4 still has some." Let's use them all and see if we can carry them. ”

At this time, Hou Dasheng was walking in the jungle with a snort. He needs to bypass the frontline positions and find the opponent's command with precision. Confirm the Namibian side of the chain of command before it can look for opportunities to snipe.

But Hou Dasheng didn't even know where the other party's headquarters was, what the commander looked like, and what his name was. Everything is unknown, and that's the biggest challenge. The density of the jungle was not large, and Hou Dasheng cautiously walked through the jungle of the Namibian frontline position and touched towards their rear.

But he didn't go straight through, because he didn't know where the other party's headquarters was. Hou Dasheng chose to observe the flow of personnel at the edge of the jungle where the contact between the front and rear positions of the other side could be slightly observed. Soon, Hou Dasheng touched the opponent's second-line position.

Since the Rwandan army never came up with artillery, the second line of the opponent's position was not far from the first line. There was only a distance of less than two kilometers, but the second-line positions were clearly much more tightly guarded. Hou Dasheng observed for a moment and cautiously walked around to the side.

But after walking less than a hundred meters, he directly bowed down and crawled to the ground. Dozens of seconds later, a team slowly approached his hiding place. It was supposed to be a routine patrol squad, and there were five of them. After patrolling the jungle around the camp for a while, he left.

After they left, Hou Dasheng raised his head slightly and observed carefully. After confirming that there was no patrol team, he slowly got up. It seems that he can't move normally during the day, and his vision is too good. It's easy to expose yourself to the other person's gaze.

Hou Dasheng chose to slowly avoid the area that was easy to expose, and touched behind a small mound. I found a boulder sheltered from the wind, and found a small shelter with plants and trees in the distance. Then the whole man shrank in, and he rested quietly in the shelter and waited for the evening to act.

Hou Dasheng has now developed a resting style of closing his eyes and taking a nap, breathing steadily, but maintaining enough vigilance. Hou Dasheng will not fall into a deep sleep, but he can allow his mental and physical functions to get enough rest. When Hou Dasheng opened his eyes again, it was already evening.

took out a bag of field dry food from the pocket of the tactical vest and gently tore it open, Hou Dasheng put the field dry food in his mouth and chewed it. He just drank a little bit of the water in the water bag. Keep your mouth moist, but don't drink as much water as your body needs.

After adjusting it, when the sky began to get dark, Hou Dasheng took out the night vision device and put it on. Then he touched the second-line position of the Namibian army in his memory. The patrol was still there, but Hou Dasheng could easily see their movements, but they couldn't see Hou Dasheng at all.

What many people don't know is that on the continent, most of the general population suffers from night blindness due to malnutrition. To put it simply, a large part of them can't see anything clearly at night without much light to support them.

And Hou Dasheng knows this very well. So he seized on this weakness of these Namibian soldiers and chose to act at night. Namibia has also only been emerging from civil war for a long time, and even the number of malnourished people in the army is still high. And Hou Dasheng, who was wearing a night vision device, could easily see any of their movements.

Easily dodging the two patrols, Hou Dasheng has slowly approached the second-line position in Namibia. He needed to observe the whereabouts of the soldiers and determine the location of the other party's headquarters. Because many soldiers suffered from night blindness, Namibia's positions had to burn in heaps of fire.

This made Hou Dasheng, who was wearing a night vision device, easily observe their dynamics on the position. The second-line position is not more tense than the first-line position, so many soldiers are in a relaxed state. Most of the people were just lazily sitting around the fire, laughing and laughing.

Looking at the situation on the position, Hou Dasheng began to look for effective targets. It's actually quite easy to distinguish a valid target, just look at the straddle pistol. Ordinary soldiers carry an AK, and some of them are equipped with grenades or RPG launchers.

But those who carry pistols must be command or civilian. Those people are the targets that Hou Dasheng needs to capture. Their whereabouts will tell Hou Dasheng where the Namibian command is. (To be continued.) )