The guy in front swaggered into the station, and when the terrorists saw him, they raised their hands to say hello, and he walked over with a smile and said a few words to those people, and then walked directly to the wooden house in front of him.

The wolf patted me on the shoulder and whispered, "Why are they so loosely guarded?" Do you dare to make a fire here, when we are all blind? ”

"Now that the Israeli and Palestinian armies, including Hamas, are fighting in Gaza, whoever has time to ignore them, without the threat of those armies, the defenses will naturally be loose." I sneered and raised my head, took out my rangefinder and turned it to night vision, hiding in the forest to observe the terrain around me.

"And what about us, are they a threat?" The wolf said, staring at the station ahead.

"Of course not, the word threat is not ruthless enough, we are the Grim Reaper, come to give them a funeral." I whispered, noticing a hill on the left, with a gentle slope and dense forests for easy concealment.

"If death hears this, he's going to throw a grenade again." The wolf hid behind a tree and kept an eye on the tents, and now and then people would come out, as if there were people in each tent.

I patted the wolf on the shoulder, pointed to the hillside on the left, and said, "Let's move to that place, hide ourselves, and notify the captain to come and support them, and try to kill these crazy people before dawn." ”

The wolf didn't speak, staring at the tents, I poked him, and said softly, "Did you hear me, what do you think?" ”

"Huh? Oh! No problem, let's go! The wolf frowned slightly, glanced at the tents, and then turned and followed me deeper into the forest.

I glanced back at him, and now that something was wrong with this guy, I asked softly, "What's the matter, is there something strange?" ”

The wolf took a deep breath, followed my footsteps, and thought for a while: "Do you have any appearance, those tents are used by at least six people, a total of eighteen tents, plus those few wooden houses, so that they are at least one hundred and fifty people, don't you think there are a lot of people?" ”

"It's not good to have a lot of people, but I hope that the people of Organization X can come, so that they can be wiped out and completely wiped out this group of inhumane madmen." My attitude towards these terrorists is the same as I do towards those drug dealers, killing one less and one less.

"That's what you say, but don't you think it's strange? The purpose of the X organization is to attack the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and only three or five people need to carry two boxes of bombs, there is no need to gather so many people, this is obviously a posture to occupy the Holy City! The more the wolf thought about it, the more strange it became.

"Don't think about it so much, we don't need to know their purpose, just kill them and all plans will be frustrated, won't they?" I glanced at the wolf with a tangled face and chuckled.

"That's right, they can't see the sun tomorrow, and even if there is any ulterior conspiracy, they can only go to hell to achieve it." The wolf smiled and quickly followed.

We crept halfway up the hill and found two raised rocks that could cover the valley below, making them an excellent sniper position.

"This is it!" I removed my backpack, took out my camouflage suit and spread it on the rock, then placed the backpack across the front of the rock, took my G22 sniper rifle, put on the silencer, and put the muzzle on the front of the backpack.

When everything was ready, the wolf put on his camouflage cloak and lay on the rocks next to him, holding a rangefinder in his hand to monitor the terrorists' every move.

I sat on the ground with my back against the rock, turned on the dedicated radio channel, and started calling the captain.

"Captain, this is an assassin, please answer if you receive it." I whispered into the microphone.

"I'm Colonel Lacey, what's the matter?" The captain's serious voice came from the headphones.

"We've got the location of Organization X, and we're monitoring it, and we're calling for backup." I whispered.

"Keep a close watch, report any abnormal situation at any time, we will go out immediately, and meet you in two hours." The captain commanded.

"Understood, the call is over!" With the radio turned off, I got up and lay down next to the wolf, set up my sniper rifle, and turned on my night vision scope to observe the situation below.

"Is there anything out of the ordinary?" I asked in a whisper.

"No, it's just a change of alertness, and it's still as loose as just now." The wolf said in a low voice.

"Did you see that little man we were following coming out of the cabin?" I locked the window of the wooden house, and there was a faint light inside, and there was a faint figure flickering, but I could only see the shadow and not the person.

"I didn't see it, that guy didn't come out again after he went in, when will they arrive, captain?" The wolf asked, turning his head.

"After two hours, keep an eye on the cabin, you must not let that guy go!" Judging from the surveillance video, the emaciated guy is the mastermind who is preparing to attack the church, and it seems that he still has a certain status in Organization X and must be included in the death list.

"No problem, I'll be your observer today." The evil wolf smiled, picked up the rangefinder to observe the movement of the wooden house, and looked serious and had a bit of military temperament.

At this time, the door of the wooden house suddenly opened, and I was shocked, and immediately locked the position, and out of the house came a guy who looked like a chief, staggered to the tree next to the wooden house, unbuckled his trouser belt and peed.

The man was a burly man, obviously not the little man, and when the door of the hut opened, I looked through the scope, but unfortunately I couldn't find the guy.

After the chief finished urinating, he walked to the campfire and said a few words to the vigilant extremists, who did not look very good, as if to warn them not to be lazy, and the extremists nodded their heads with expressions of obedience.

The chief nodded with satisfaction, then turned back to the cabin, and when he was gone, those people should chat, rest, and rest, completely taking the chief's words as a fart, listening to the left ear and the right ear, not taking it seriously at all.

I really don't understand, just how they have survived to this day, and it is really strange that such a loose organization can become a climate, their military quality is not even as good as that of the drug dealers in Southeast Asia, I really don't know how to be embarrassed to be terrorists.

As the minutes passed, the whole camp gradually quieted down, and the campfire was only a pile of red-hot charcoal, which danced from time to time, and the people sitting next to each other whispered to each other, and the sound became quieter and quieter.

I thought they would soon fall asleep in this state, but unexpectedly, these people didn't sleep all the time, just stopped chatting and laughing, and from time to time there were people who stood up and walked around the camp, but it didn't look like a patrol, but it looked like they had been sitting for a long time, getting up and moving their muscles.

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