The staircase leading to the tower is narrow, and the two men walk side by side. So I was holding the pistol in front and Marjora in the back with the muffler removed. The two of us crept up the stairs, but luckily the militia didn't notice anything unusual until we reached the bell tower at the top of the tower.

As I left the last few steps to the bell tower, I took a deep breath, quickened my steps on tiptoes, crept out from under the floor, and saw two militiamen lying behind the window with binoculars and intently looking into the Green Zone, while constantly relaying information to their people through the walkie-talkie, without thinking that someone would attack them from behind.

I pointed my gun at the middle of the two men, tilted to the right, crept up the last three or four steps, and calmly fired a shot at the back of the head of the militiaman on the right. The man lunged forward and fell backwards. The militia on the left noticed the anomaly and hurriedly turned back, I grabbed a step forward, picked up the pistol, and knocked him unconscious with the handle of the gun on his temple.

Marjo pulled up and immediately pulled two lashing straps out of his pocket and twisted the unconscious militiaman's hands behind his back and tied them. I stood behind the wall and looked down, condescendingly to see where the militia were. At this time, seventy or eighty militiamen were approaching the trench and firing at the Self-Defense Forces, and twenty or thirty were providing fire support behind them under the cover of Humvees and pickup trucks. In addition, there are several sniper teams scattered all over the place, and there is a two-man sniper team lying on the roof of a house more than 50 meters in front of me on the right.

While informing Angelia of the militia's location, I picked up the militia and leaned against the sniper rifle on the breastwork to load the bullet. This is also a deformation gun for the M14 rifle, and I would have no problem with this gun with the M21 rifle. The gun is in combat condition, and it must have been calibrated by the gun. Although the average sniper is reluctant to use someone else's gun, people like me who are just starting out are not so particular.

The militiamen had sensed that something was wrong with the church, and someone asked over the intercom, "Donald, why don't you speak?" "I aimed my gun at the roof in front of the right – at such a close distance that I couldn't even use an optical sight – and fired as soon as I took a slight aim. The power of the 7.62mm bullet at such a close distance is really not blown, and you can see the flesh and blood of those two people flying with the naked eye.

Then I turned my gun to the right of a sniper group lurking under the bushes. At this time, the shooter put his eyes on the eyepiece and was engrossed in aiming, and I shot the observer and the shooter in the headshot realized the danger, and before he could start moving, I moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and fired two shots in succession, opening two large holes in his bulletproof vest.

Now I immediately turned to the left, lassoed a militiaman with an AS50 anti-materiel gun on the hood of a truck with the aiming reticle, and lifted his heavenly cap with one shot. The militia next to him immediately screamed and hid behind the car, but how could he run faster than a bullet? Unfortunately, this time I missed the point, he bent over and clutched his thigh, and I couldn't see it when he was blocked by the truck tires.

The next part of the militia noticed that I was shooting at them from the tower, and all of a sudden they became confused, some raised their guns and fired at the tower, and some ran towards them. But there are still militiamen who don't know what is going on and are still exposed to my guns. The advantage of a 7.62mm sniper rifle over a 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle is that it is flexible in use and transfers fire quickly. I quickly put the militia machine gunners and sniper gloves into the scope one by one, and shot them one after another, although it was not a hundred shots, but it made the militiamen jump over the wall.

Marjora strapped his carbine on his back, picked up an M249 on the ground and mounted it on the breastwork to rain bullets on the militiamen, further exacerbating the confusion. Powell also joined in the fun, firing down with a rifle he had picked up from the hall. But this small tower was stuffed with four people and one corpse, and it was difficult to even turn around. Then think about the tower's narrow staircase, which would have been an absolute disaster if a quick evacuation was required.

So I said to Powell when I was changing the M25's magazine: "Take the prisoners down quickly, don't squeeze them here." ”

Powell said, "Wait, I'll shoot another grenade." ”

Black Shu Su is a lot of joy. I had to kick him before he reluctantly dragged the captive down the stairs. It turned out that my decision was so wise that even I admired myself. I had just switched to a magazine and fired two shots when the militia fired at the tower with counter-weaponry. Marjora noticed that something was wrong and pulled me to the ground. The 12.7mm or 14.5mm bullet penetrated the concrete wall and smashed on us with flying cement blocks and bricks.

Before we could climb up, the tower was hit again. This time it was even more ruthless, it could be a 20mm anti-materiel gun bullet, with an explosion, and I had a puncture pain in my thigh, which seemed to have been hit by shrapnel. This place can't stay, the commanding heights on the battlefield are too hateful, and I pulled Marjora into the stairs with a rolling belt.

By the time Marjora and I arrived, Powell dragged the captives into the church hall, and the men who remained on the ground were already engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the militia. The three of us hurriedly withdrew from the church and took up the corners to shoot at the militia who rushed up, and the people of Angelia outside the church also shot from their hiding places. The militia initially targeted the church, but they did not expect to be hit by a sudden blow from other directions, and immediately knocked down a few of them, and the rest immediately hid on the spot.

At this time, Angelia's future individual weapon system came into play. The helmet of this system is not only equipped with a ranging device, but also can automatically analyze the battlefield situation, screen the most threatening targets, and quickly measure the selected targets, so that the system's rifle can aim quickly, and can also input data into the weapon's 20mm grenade launcher to load the grenade. In this way, Angelia only needs to fire the grenade according to the data given by the system, and the grenade will explode above the target's head, destroying the target with fragments and explosions.

Compared to the 20mm anti-materiel rifle, this individual weapon system has a much faster response and a wider range of ammunition air blasts, giving the militia an accurate shot as soon as it is seen by Angelia. I saw with my own eyes a few militiamen lurking behind a bush-covered ridge, each retracting after a few shots, making it difficult for me to catch the target. But Angelia fired two grenades, which exploded accurately above the ridge, and the militia immediately stopped.

It can be said that Angelia alone has more than a squad in combat effectiveness, and what is even more terrifying is that it gives people a feeling that there is nowhere to hide. After less than ten minutes of firefighting, the militia could not stand it, and with the fact that Zheng Li and Akang commanded men to rush out of the trench under the cover of grenade launchers and combat robots, killing more than a dozen militiamen, the militia began to retreat.

If we want to eat this militia, we will definitely have to pay a price, and I think it is better to drive them away, so I try to control the tempo of the attack and not get too close to the militia. But Angelia commanded her men to rush ahead unrelentingly, and did not stop the pursuit until the militia had driven away. Angelia then yells at her men to clean up the battlefield and collect weapons, which she had the idea of seizing them.

The militia fled too quickly, leaving behind not only a few wounded but also two unwounded, and they had to surrender to us.

This militia does not have automatic grenade launchers and RPGs, but there are a lot of sniper rifles, and this is a rare state of equipping, and I must ask about them. So I gestured to the SDF guards who were guarding the captives to bring the captives over, but when they approached them, they found that one of the SDF guards guarding the captives looked familiar. After thinking about it, I remembered that it was Sergeant Choi, who didn't have a good attitude when we went to the police station as volunteers last time. I didn't expect this guy to be under my hands now, it's funny.

It seems that Sergeant Choi also recognized me, and suddenly saluted me after a rich change in expression. The stick still has a very high sense of dignity and inferiority. I smiled and reassured him that I wouldn't give him little shoes for what happened last time.

I looked at the two captives, a strong man with a full beard, and a half-grown child with a mouth that had not yet grown its hair. I tugged at the half-grown child's collar and pulled him towards the bushes in the distance. The half-grown child looked at the strong man in horror, and the strong man immediately shouted: "Yankee, you'd better not touch him." Otherwise you'll regret it. ”

At this time, you still have hard words? His insulting epithet angered me. I turned to the strong man and smiled, "Why do I regret it, can you tell me?" ”

The strong man said with a grin: "You have killed so many people, you will sit through the prison, and if you abuse us again, you will be sentenced to death, I promise." ”

It's all like this, what does he think? I couldn't help but look at him a few more times in wonder, and I was sure that this man was not a fool. I punched him in the face for his insulting address to me, and then warned him: "You see, dead people don't sue." ”

After saying that, I turned around and walked towards the half-grown child who was trembling, but I didn't expect a gunshot to suddenly sound from behind.