Chapter 20 [Silent Sniping, the First Note of Slaughter!] 】

June days are like children's faces, and so is July!

Towards the end of the evening, as a hot and humid wind hit, the originally calm sky was gradually shrouded in heavy dark clouds.

As darkness fell between the heavens and the earth, the wind gradually increased, and a light rain spread across the sky, and as time passed, the rain gradually increased, and then turned into a rustling moderate rain.

At midnight, there was a loud bang that pierced the whole world, and a few seconds later, lightning followed, illuminating the valley and the figures lurking in the woods.

With the right time and place, this is the best time to act!

At 2:46 p.m., the raindrops exploded to the ground like beans, the thunder roared, the lightning followed the shadow, and the hot air was dispersed, bringing the freshness of summer to this tropical area.

Perhaps it was the cool weather, which was very suitable for lying down and sleeping, and the soldiers on the tower post on the east side of the tunnel tightened their clothes before half past two, shrank into a sheltered corner, and began to sleep "daily".

When the time came to 4 o'clock, Katu, who had been observing the soldiers on the tower outpost, saw that he had fallen into a deep sleep, put away the binoculars, shouted "gogogo", and the cat's waist jumped forward quickly.

The operation officially began, and several people who had long been ready for battle immediately followed.

Xing Feng, who walked at the back, took advantage of the fact that several "MSRI" teammates were not paying attention, raised his hand and raised it to the sky, and then took out a note in a waterproof bag from his tactical waist bag and quietly threw it behind him.

Under the cover of thunder and heavy rain, the five-member "Curry-eating" team soon came to the hill 100 meters outside the watchtower.

The two outpost positions, one to the northeast and one to the southwest, were a horn defense position that had to be taken care of at the same time.

Rusf and Katu stayed, chose their own vantage points nearby, and began to prepare for the sniper assassination.

In addition to his spare HK-MP5, Kathu also took a PRS sniper rifle from the Pakistani armory, which is a precision rifle with an accuracy of 1.0 MOA between 300 meters and 1500 meters.

The firearm carried by Rusf was the "FN-FAL 7.62mm rifle", a rifle with a heavy barrel produced by the Belgian state-owned Herstal company.

Although it is an automatic rifle, it is used in more than 100 countries due to its very high accuracy and the NATO-7.62 bullet used.

Therefore, there are many veterans on the battlefield who will modify the upper magazine of this gun into a "fishbone leather rail", that is, a "Picatinny rail", which is used to install modular combat equipment.

Rusf's "FN-FAL" rifle is a modified form, adding a sniper scope to the leather rail, and adjusting the "fast and slow machine" to a single shot, which can perfectly act as a sniper rifle.

The length of the entire camp is less than 200 meters, and the sniper positions of Katu and Rusf can accurately cover a range of 300 meters.

The soldiers hidden in the outposts, as well as the other visible sentry posts, can be dealt with by two snipers, but the soldiers who have retreated into the corner of the wall to sleep on the breakout tower, and the four soldiers at the mouth of the tunnel, can only be done by three assaulters.

In the rainy weather, the air was filled with all kinds of noise, forming a natural protection, and the three of them did not deliberately hide their footsteps, but chose to quickly rush under the wall.

The height of the fence is about 4 meters, and there is a half-meter-high power grid on top of it, which flickers from time to time under the strong winds that carry the rain.

Climbing over the wall is a training subject for every special forces, and three assaulters can complete it with their bare hands, but the power grid has been energized, and a hole must be removed.

Human ladder – obviously the best way to do it!

The bearded Jeff is from Russia, and despite his extreme drinking, this does not affect his size, standing at 1.89 meters tall and as strong as a brown bear.

There is no doubt that the first human ladder belongs to him!

When Jeff hunched over, pressed his forearms against the wall, crossed his big ass to the outside, and stood firmly on his legs, Torture Wind ran two steps and jumped onto his back.

Nepal is generally relatively small in size, as is Sharma, a retired Gurkha soldier, who is less than 1.7 meters tall and weighs about 65 kilograms, and only allows him to do the work of cutting the grid.

Although Sharma was short and skilled, he put on insulating gloves and climbed on the shoulders of Xingfeng with dexterity, took out a multi-purpose saber, and with a few clicks, he broke a big hole in the power grid, and then jumped and turned into the wall.

Xingfeng climbed up the wall, hung his left foot in the wall to fix his body, and reached out of the wall with his right foot to make a hook, helping Jeff to climb to the edge of the wall and also turn over into the wall.

At this moment, a thunderous explosion rang out.

"Woo~Boom~"

Under the cover of thunder, two faint whistling sounds sounded at the same time, spanning a space of several hundred meters, shattering countless raindrops, each of which drilled into the location of the target.

Snipers have already begun to "count"!

The three of them who were hiding in the shadows of the corner of the wall glanced at each other, quickly made a few tactical gestures, and began to act at the same time.

The three of them silently lurked under the watchtower, and Sharma and Jeff turned around and hid on both sides of the door.

Xingfeng turned his gun into a back gun, pulled out the short dagger saber on the outside of his thigh, and secretly touched it to the watchtower.

After entering the three floors of 9 spiral steps, I came to the top of the watchtower, and quietly looked up, and saw the curry soldiers holding their hands, still lying under the machine guns.

Xing Feng's eyes were cold, and he took two steps in front of him, covering his mouth with his left hand and pressing his knees against his chest.

"Snort~"

The cold light flickered, and the ordinary sharp blade cut a short strip of cloth, numb, and piercing!

"Gollum~Woo~"

The carotid artery is severed, and there is no doubt that he will die, and the punishment wind lets go of the sentinel who is shaking all over, blood is spurting wildly, and his pupils are rapidly dilating.

By the way, on his clothes, wipe the blood off the dagger.

"Brush!"

The dagger was re-sheathed, the MP5A2 was re-propped up, and he walked briskly to the bottom of the watchtower.

Just when Xingfeng got rid of the sentinels, the two snipers outside also cleared out the other three guard towers, the gate post, and the sentries hiding in the shadows.

Now only the four sentinels at the mouth of the tunnel remained, and as long as they were dealt with, the remaining ones, the curry soldiers and officers who were resting, would inevitably be reduced to lambs to the slaughter.

And this group of Ah San, who guarded the arsenal and lived a leisurely life all day long, would never have thought that in this dark and rainy night, there would be five "Grim Reapers" who had been lurking for more than ten days.

Slaughter!

It's sneaking towards them!!

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