The so-called rules of engagement are the tactics and operational norms that troops need to abide by when fighting, and there are rules for firing within the rules of engagement. For example, if a teammate is hit hard by a sniper in a battle, the rule is to hide first, then fire, and finally rescue; Another example is the battle to rescue the hostages, which is mainly based on the rescue of the hostages, and the firing rules are determined to kill the kidnappers to rescue the hostages.

The rules for firing in this mission are simple, as long as the mercenary dares to step into the border, he will immediately open fire and kill. The rules of engagement are to lurk, to keep the enemy out of the borders.

It's very passive, but you have to be passive. If the troops crossed the border and fought the mercenaries, it would cause a very troublesome diplomatic incident. To put it simply, troops cannot cross the border line, and even a bullet falling on the territory of the other side will cause unnecessary trouble. If the mercenaries do not move, then the troops can only stand still, passively defending, and passively facing the enemy.

In other words, if the mercenaries are firing at the territory from abroad, there is nothing they can do at the territory.

It was dark and it was two o'clock in the morning. The reconnaissance company had been lurking on the border for more than six hours, and continued to wait quietly. They were lurking about 800 meters from the national border, which was deliberately left in depth in order to better develop their firepower.

For such international mercenaries, the way to get them out of the way is simply to leave their lives behind

The 800-meter depth is the jungle of the Ichima Pingchuan, and outside the national border is also the jungle of the Ichima Pingchuan. In the absence of any terrain advantage, the battle between the two sides is bound to be brutal.

As the minutes passed, Long Xiaoqi squinted his eyes with a rifle and chewed bitter grass in his mouth. He didn't know when the international mercenaries from outside the country would appear, and neither did the company commander. Everyone was exhausted from the long wait, but it was nothing, as scouts, as scouts closest to the border, they had enough willpower to keep them going.

A sleepless night, a silent night. When morning came, the sound of birdsong could be heard in the woods.

All the scouts did not move, even the most sensitive birds did not notice their existence, and even said that a small bird landed on Long Xiaoqi's carefully disguised helmet and jumped up and down in search of grass seeds.

Squad leader Leng Feng swept Long Xiaoqi's helmet with the peripheral vision of his eyes and saw the birds on it. There was a glint of surprise in his eyes, he knew how sensitive the bird was, and he knew that if the bird could land when the troops were all here, he would definitely think that the area where it fell was absolutely safe.

At this time, the little bird was jumping around on Long Xiaoqi's helmet, taking Long Xiaoqi's head as the safest area. In other words, the bird did not feel the slightest sense that there was a person at his feet, a person with a gun that could pull the trigger at any moment.

When the corner of Leng Feng's eyes fell on Long Xiaoqi's face and saw the other party's pupils, he knew why Xiao Bird didn't notice Long Xiaoqi's breath, it was because Long Xiaoqi was in a completely calm state at this time.

His body didn't move at all, like a rock lying there. Those eyes were as calm as ice, like an old monk sitting still for thousands of years, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

This is lurking, this is calm

Leng Feng was shocked, he couldn't imagine that Long Xiaoqi, who was arrogant and arrogant like fire, would have such a calm side. Long Xiaoqi hasn't learned these things yet, he only knows the most basic camouflage lurking, and he hasn't learned anything about this kind of deep lurking that integrates himself with nature. But his performance is now more composed than the best snipers, which is talent

No, this is not a talent, but Long Xiaoqi has long been exposed to the latent skills of integrating man and nature, and he doesn't even know it.

It was as cold as ice and as hot as fire, and he had to impress Leng Feng.

The sun is up, it's a good day, and the sunny weather makes people feel better. The sparkling sunlight casts through the spacing of the jungle trees, evaporating the dew from the warriors and bringing them warmth.

The mercenaries still did not appear.

By noon, when the sun was hanging overhead, the sights facing the sun began to reflect. At the same time as the reflection appeared, the eye responsible for aiming began to get tired and kept fighting against the false light.

"Remove the scope and use a mechanical sight," the company commander heard a hurried command over the radio.

After receiving the order, all the scouts silently removed the white light sight from the 95 assault rifle and used the mechanical sight that came with the gun. Reflections, terrible reflections, can bring them catastrophic bad luck.

"Bang"

Without warning, a dull gunfire rang out, and a cloud of blood rose from the position.

"Steady, steady," the voice of company commander Wu Changsheng came from the radio.

This is a sniper, a sniper warhead shot from the jungle outside the border, sniping a scout.

Long Xiaoqi didn't know who died, but he knew that it must be a familiar face. But they can't move, they can only wait silently, silently wait.

The international mercenaries had long since arrived outside the border, and they also hid and did not move, judging the position through the reflection of the scope at noon when the sun was at its best, and carrying out precise sniping.

"Bang"

The sound of sniper rifles rang out again, and a cloud of blood erupted again from the jungle within the border.

The snipers of the international mercenaries struck again, once again finding their target and sniping it. It was too late to remove the white light sights, and they had already found the Scout's lurking position through the faint reflection of the lenses. Sniping is only now being carried out, relying entirely on memory, or rather a provocation, to wait until everyone has removed the white light sight before sniping

The order for the "second lurking position" was given.

All of the Scouts immediately moved in a small area and moved into the second lurking position, avoiding the location of the breach. It's a pity that it can't be avoided at all, not because of the individual's lurking point, but because of the fact that the scouts are ambushed here.

A failure to set up an ambush is equivalent to the failure of the entire mission. The fate of the two soldiers who were sniped is unknown, and the international mercenaries from abroad are teasing and teasing them

The ambush is completely pointless, and all that can be done now is a stalemate, preventing the international mercenaries from moving forward.

Anger and pain permeated the reconnaissance company's lurking point, and everyone clenched their fists, eager to rush over and kill these mercenaries now, but alas

At this time, a mercenary dressed in a jungle combat uniform walked out of the jungle with a gun on his shoulder, walked forward as if no one was around, and walked to the border in one breath.

All the guns were aimed at him, but he couldn't shoot because the mercenaries were outside the border

"Dog mongrel" Leng Feng gritted his teeth and scolded, his eyes were red.

The two scouts who were killed and wounded were all from the Wolf Regiment's reconnaissance company, and they had to lie here motionless. Watching the comrades around him die, he can't do anything to be angry, but he can only be angry in anger, angry in anger

The tall mercenary stood in front of the border, whistling and unbuttoning his pants and peeing fiercely forward. As he peed, he stretched out his middle finger into the border and let out an arrogant laugh.

"Squad leader, his urine is within the border." Long Xiaoqi's voice reached Leng Feng's ears.

"Shut up," Leng Feng said angrily.

"Bang"

Suddenly there was a gunshot around him, and the unsuspecting mercenary was shot in the chest by a bullet and fell to the ground.

Long Xiaoqi shot, and shot against the order

Because the mercenary urinated within the border, he crossed the line, and according to the rules of fire, as long as he crossed the line, he would be killed

"Even if you urinate, you can't cross the border"

Long Xiaoqi roared angrily, jumped up, and rushed towards the border with a single gun. As he ran, he tore off his military uniform and ended up wearing a pair of briefs.

What discipline, what rules of engagement, how far to get out of Lao Tzu

When our people die, we have to use blood to pay off the blood debt, and the troops can't cross the border, but Lao Tzu can, because Lao Tzu can't represent the troops