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I flipped over the bunker and saw that the two devil soldiers had been pierced into blood gourds by shrapnel.

The devil's defense line flashed with a dense line of fire, and from time to time smart grenades or drones swept over the position.

Unfortunately, whether it was a drone or a fragmentation grenade, I took away my vision the moment they appeared, and they just floated aimlessly in front of the empty line for a while, and then either blew themselves up or fell.

Taking advantage of the hot fight of the devils and the blood on the front, I decisively crossed an area irradiated by microwave radar.

Even though the microwave rays just swept over me, I was nervously rolling on the ground, ready for a blow that greeted me.

The devils' blind counterattack continued, and my position had penetrated deep into their positions and had not been attacked.

It seems that they treated the discovery of the microwave radar as a false alarm.

Expanding the wide-area perception again, with the help of the number of troops exposed by the devil's fire, I accurately estimated the devil's defensive strength in this area.

33 people, the size of a platoon. As the opponent of a team of eight, such a force is really speechless.

Lyman: "Ping, are you still alive?" The size of the enemy is beyond imagination, let's move in. ”

Me: "You wish I was dead, you can't turn in, we are on board from space maneuver, and there is not enough fuel for a long space walk." ”

Lieutenant Colonel: "Zhao Ping's opinion is correct. The reconnaissance team looked for an opportunity to attack from the enemy's right flank. Zhao Ping, you take the opportunity to weaken the devil's vital power. ”

Me, the reconnaissance team: "Yes! ”

The lieutenant colonel's tactical arrangements were indeed flexible. With the strength revealed by the enemy's fire, he decisively gave the order to disturb the two flanks.

I've already stuck to the enemy too close, and it's not convenient to launch a big attack in this position. The lieutenant colonel's order was just right for me to carry out further infiltration operations.

Acting in a silent vacuum, without sound, always gives people the illusion of secrecy, in fact, there are multiple means of finding the enemy on the battlefield, and it is not safe to talk about it just without sound.

Dodging the microwave scan again, the devil's second batch of drones rises.

The devil commander is really a cautious guy, and he does not relax in his work of finding the enemy.

In order to avoid being alerted by the enemy, I did not use any more hands and feet on this batch of drones. Instead, they cowered behind the cover to avoid their scanning.

Soon Lyman caused confusion on the right flank, and both perception and tactical networks showed that the defending forces were concentrating their forces on the right flank.

"It's my turn."

Slowly digging out of the shelter, he saw at least three ghost soldiers from near and far exposing their bodies and firing at the right flank.

You can't blame them for being careless, who let me already touch their depths.

Three consecutive two-shot bursts. Blood spurted from the enemy's body, and the corpse slowly fell downward, and everything happened in slow motion.

I didn't dare to remain exposed, and after a quick dash to the new cover, I rolled and shrank in.

Even with the protection of my ability to perceive, a person's ability to detect is limited, and I resolutely retreated into the darkness again in line with the principle of putting my life first.

The exchange of fire on the right flank continues, and I don't know how Lehmann fought it, as if we were putting the main attack there. The lieutenant colonel's middle lane still didn't move, and it seemed that he was waiting for an opportunity. That fellow rifleman of mine didn't dare to show his head just now, but he still doesn't dare now. I can't help it, it seems that every time my comrades are under my command, they are the same.

He should have continued to lean out of cover and look for opportunities to destroy the enemy's living forces. But the indescribable panic in my heart made me choose a more cautious obscene tactic.

With near-tricky wide-area perception and a tactical network that can freely land on the enemy, even so, I still probe my brain like a rookie on the battlefield.

Rifleman: "Where's that incredible look you just now?" How can now that there be no enemies, to begin to shrink their heads. ”

Why does this guy seem to be targeting me, I am suing you for 4 levels, spanning a large level of chief, is it really good to speak ill of me like this?

I'm not the kind of person who would jump out of the way because of the agitation. Sailing the ship carefully is my usual norm. I turned out little by little behind the cover, and the muzzle of the gun firmly grasped the narrow area around the corner, and with the view suppressed, I believed that even if there was an enemy ambush, it would not be possible to have too much advantage.

When I turned about 110 degrees, thinking that it should be an illusion, the impact hit my right shoulder directly, and the large-caliber nail grazed the prosthetic leg to create a spark, pushing me backwards two meters by the way.

That's what it feels like to be scared, and afterwards you will break out in a cold sweat and your body will tremble vigorously.

I didn't bother to check for damage to my prosthesis, so I hurriedly retracted into my bunker and took my rifle in front of me, and it took me a while to get back to normal.

Me: "Why don't you scold anymore?" Didn't you say there were no enemies? Where did the nail from this anti-materiel rifle come from? Stray bullets? You say that if there is an enemy, there will be an enemy, and if you say there is no, there will be none. Why can I touch the depth of the enemy, and why can I survive, listen to you die several times! ”

Maybe it was because of the pressure to vent, and I didn't plan to synchronize the gunners, but at this time, I couldn't help it, and I was reprimanded. I don't know where I messed with him, why do you like to work against me so much. How can I not see you in the war, and the ability to shrink behind and curse is really unmatched.

“......”

I didn't intend to hear his defense, and the silence now shows that he is at fault.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Ever since I left the Heroes Company, I have encountered the bad luck of my subordinates, and all the soldiers under my command will regard me as a relational household that has entered the ranks of officers by favor, and they also ignore the ranks of the army one by one, and speak ill of me, do I look like a bully, or what?

Rifleman: "I'm sorry, sir, I made a mistake in judgment. Now it's up to me to figure it out! ”

There was some grievance and unwillingness in his tone. Before I could stop him, the figure had left the cover behind it and floated forward.

"Don't move, there's snipers aiming here!"

As soon as I opened my mouth to stop it, his skull burst open along with his helmet. Blood splattered, and the headless body swirled in mid-air for a moment before hitting the ground.

“......”

I was speechless for a while, and I felt very uncomfortable. Not the sadness of losing a comrade, but the helplessness of the character of the deceased rifleman. Am I still responsible for such a guy? He is only allowed to speak ill of others, and once it falls on his own head, he will act as suicidal as if he can't stand it. I don't consider myself responsible for this death.

But my heart was blocked, and I was very unhappy.

Lieutenant Colonel: "Don't care, after a long time, you will find that there are always a few guys who are not suitable for the battlefield to come here." Don't let them affect your morale and focus on the task as well as your own life. The other side is supposed to be a heavy sniper like me, not in the vicinity, most likely hiding in the distance in the vicinity of a communications antenna, or near an armored module. ”

Berg said these words to me individually through a private loop. I was comforted by the awkwardness of my state of mind just now, and at the same time I expressed my wonder that the lieutenant colonel was able to observe the details of my psychology at such a time. Although I have always complained about encountering incorrigible subordinates, in terms of command ability and level, the lieutenant colonel must have thrown me several ranks.

"I understand that I won't let this affect the characters. But sir, I still have something to say. Maybe it's not that they have a bad personality, but that my management level is limited, do you think so? ”

“...... You're right and you're not right. It's true that you're inexperienced in managing your subordinates, but not all of them can be appeased by management. As an officer, there are many times when you have to learn to give up something. ”

Recalling what the lieutenant colonel said, if I want to give up, does the life of a subordinate also belong to the scope that can be abandoned?

As my mind cooled down, it dawned on me what the problem was. The lieutenant colonel was right, the enemy was not in this position, maybe he was ambushed in a farther distance, and I just focused my perception on the near side, so I naturally missed him.

Concentrate and search all the way along the hull of the command ship in the direction of the sniper you just received. Sure enough, a figure with obvious murderous intent appeared in my mind.

"It's you who want my life. Now that I've found out, are the hunters and prey going to be reversed? ”