The only thing that accompanied the 'Viper' detachment in the mountains was the cold night wind, the howl of wild beasts, and the boundless darkness, and the sky shrouded in fog did not even see a star, only loneliness, and they could only perceive the movement around them by hearing. The carnival in the garden opposite continues, the jumping bonfire is faintly visible, and the laughter of men and women is endless, and the joyful scene can be known by imagination.

The next morning, when the clouds cleared and the telescope was empty, the garden was already empty, suggesting that today's operation might have failed. Sandpiles are also faced with a choice, if they want to continue the assassination mission, they must continue to lurk, and this is a taboo for the team to go behind enemy lines. Because the longer the incubation time, the greater the chance of being exposed, the exposure of the whereabouts is not only besieged by the enemy, but also leads to the exposure of the entire operation attempt.

Sandpile was well aware of their situation, and if they were only on a reconnaissance mission, the problems that the special operations team would have to face were relatively simple. Because the special operations team only needs to find a concealed position and multiple retreat routes around the target before it can enter the position for observation, the only thing to pay attention to at this time is whether the selected observation position has good concealment and whether it can grasp the dynamics of the target area in real time.

However, the Vipers were on an assassination mission, which meant they had to be close to the enemy's position and core, which meant that there would be enemy patrols and a lot of civilian activity. Although the sniper point they had chosen now was separated from the enemy by a seemingly impassable trench, they had to be extremely careful in their activities, otherwise they would only need a slightly clever enemy sentry at a distance of two hundred paces. Even ordinary people will find things strange, especially when they are dealing with highly trained and religiously brainwashed assassins. The slightest mistake can ruin a painstaking action.

"Notify the receiving team to evacuate to a safe zone. We continue to lurk, waiting for our chance! "Sandpile thought for a moment and made a decision after assessing the current situation. They were able to successfully infiltrate so close to the enemy and have good firing conditions, both inevitable and lucky, if they withdrew and re-selected sniper points, they might not be able to find such a suitable location, and frequent activities were also easy to arouse the enemy's vigilance, so he decided to withdraw most of the people, leaving only the sniper team to wait here. That is, it can reduce losses, but it can also reduce the chance of exposure.

The sniper team did not hesitate to carry out the captain's order, and they took advantage of the fact that it was still early, and the enemy and the people had not yet begun to move up the mountain, so they re-chose the sniper position, arranged camouflage, and entered a long wait. Time passed little by little, and by noon the clouds had not risen in the mountains as they had been yesterday, and the weather conditions and visibility were very good. It's infuriating that the target didn't show up.

The sun in arid regions seems to be unusually hot, and the temperature on the mountaintops without vegetation rises rapidly, and the rate of water loss is also accelerated, but they still try to drink as much water as possible. In order not to attract the attention of the enemy's lookout post on the opposite hilltop, he only had to eat the dry rations he carried with him, and drank only the spring water flowing from the mountain stream. Sleep in a nest dug in the position.

The sniper team waited on this unknown hilltop for three days, but for various reasons did not get the opportunity to carry out the sniper attack. The supplies they carry with them have been exhausted, and they are only waiting for the moment of the fatal blow to the enemy with their will and faith. Long wait and wait. On the fifth day, there was finally a turnaround, and the garden was full of people early in the morning, and it could be seen from the pomp and circumstance they had arranged and the food they prepared that there were quite a few people, and the level was not low.

"Captain, it looks like there will be a big fish today!" The observer of the sandpile whispered with a little excitement.

"Well, it seems that there has been no waiting in vain for so many days, tell a few brothers to cheer up, and you must not let go of the opportunity!" Sand Dune said as he looked at the scene with a telescope.

"Captain, this newcomer should be a big shot!" As he spoke, an apparently overnourished fellow swarmed into the garden, and the busy people saluted them, and though they could not hear what they were saying, it was evident from the humble faces of the servants that their status was not low.

"This man should be the owner of Lambasar Castle, and we will list him as our number one sniper target!" The sand pile said in a deep voice, according to the situation observed in the past few days, few people in the garden who came out of the servants in the early morning would be here, and this person should appear at this time to inspect the preparations.

"Captain, aren't we going to shoot now?" The observer twisted his face in surprise and asked, this target is very valuable, and it is also the target they have been waiting for for so many days.

"No, he personally came to inspect it today, indicating that today's gathering should be very important, and there must be big shots, since the net has been cast, it would be a pity for us not to catch it!" Sandpile said with a smile.

"Captain, if we don't fight at this time, if we make a mistake in judgment, will we miss the opportunity?" The observer feared that the target would be gone in a flash, and if he did not appear again, he would not have suffered so many days in vain.

"Wrong, it's a big deal to wait three more days!" Trusting that his experience and intuition could not be wrong, Sandpile rejected the suggestion to observe and go.

As if to confirm the sand pile's judgment, Target 1 did not leave quickly, and could be seen through the telescope as he walked around the garden, pointing fingers at the servants and scolding them, but they had limited knowledge to understand what they were saying. And he tossed around the garden, unaware that there were three guns aimed at him, and if he moved, blood would immediately splatter on the spot.

And the sniper team is also not happy, they are like hunting dogs lurking in the grass at this time, watching a huge and non-resisting fat pig swaying in front of their eyes, wanting to eat the master but not letting them eat, not eating and worrying that the fat pig will slip away, can only look at drooling. At this time, not only the observers of the sand pile, but even the other two sniper groups also made several requests for shooting, but the sand pile was unmoved, like Jiang Taigong sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, waiting for the bigger fish to take the bait.

Time passed little by little, and the sun had risen high in the midst of the waiting, but the garden had now calmed down, and no one else had arrived, and just when the sand piles were doubting their judgment, suddenly the sound of music sounded on the opposite side, and the servants who had just come down from leisure immediately stood in line on both sides of the path, looking at the posture of welcoming the arrival of the distinguished guests. Seeing this, the sand pile breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his sweaty hands on his clothes.

"The beard is listed as the number two target!"

"Those who wear checkered turbans are listed as the number three targets!"

"The fat man on the left is listed as the number four target!"

"The tall guy behind target number one is listed as target number five!"

"The white-haired old man is listed as the number six target!" ……

A group of people appeared one by one to the sound of cheerful music, although the Assasin faction also emphasized the equality of brothers in the religion, but where in the world is there real equality, the increase in power in the hands of individuals, the growth of power and the expansion of ambition also make them form a hierarchical class. In the same way, the sand pile is the one around the emperor, how can they not see the doorway, everyone walks in front, sits down first, accepts the gifts of others peacefully, and likes to use gestures to match words...... Those are all high-status people, and the person who can personally supervise the arrangement of the greeting by the lord of Lambasalburg will not be inferior to him.

The sandpiles knew that the first shot would cause panic on the field, but when people were suddenly attacked by an unknown object or encountered an emergency, they would instinctively appear to be stunned for a short time, and those who were highly trained would react quickly to find concealment to ensure their safety, especially these experienced Assassin leaders. Therefore, after the first shot, each sniper team must take advantage of the short sluggish period of the target to quickly reload the bullet and aim and shoot, but because of the short time, it is impossible to ensure that it will be killed, which requires a sequence, of course, those with high status become the preferred targets to ensure the first shot.

The sand pile quickly made a judgment based on the situation at the scene, and issued reminders to them in turn. After each sniper team determines the target, it is the choice of timing, especially the timing of sniping at multiple targets is more important, now everyone gathers together and sits in crowds, and the servants shuttle back and forth to cover each other with tea and water, one is that the moving target is not easy to aim; The second is that they can use objects or people around them as concealment to avoid sniping. Therefore, it is the most appropriate opportunity for them to calm down and stop moving, or to wait for them to appear in a more open area.

At this time, God finally stood on the side of the Great Song, because the sky was gradually getting hotter, and the edge of the pool was the coolest place, so they stopped there, and sat loosely together, and after the fruits, food, and wine were delivered, the servants avoided them from afar, and only a few leader-like figures were left in the scene. They were surrounded by their own retinue and bodyguards, probably because they felt that Lampasal Fort was very safe, and these bodyguards did not take seriously their duty to protect their masters, but enjoyed the food and wine.

"Ready to shoot, and after shooting your respective target, you can shoot freely!" Through the observation of the binoculars, the sand pile found that the purpose of these people getting together today did not seem to be carnival, but like a discussion, because these people would quarrel from time to time, and even stand up and accuse each other emotionally, and the attention of the people around them was also attracted by their noise, and their eyes were focused on the venue by the pool, he thought that the time was ripe, and gave the order to prepare to shoot...... (To be continued......)