"Captain, good marksmanship!" Nohei Bear sighed, he stood behind him, and clearly saw how Jikmola fired this fatal shot, so he was quite impressed by Jikmola's marksmanship.

There was no smug expression on Jikmola's face, as if he had done something insignificant.

Hearing Nuo Heixiong's admiration, he did not reply, but said: "Around the guard, we have entered the other party's cordon, and the war will start at any time!" ”

When the three of them heard this, their expressions suddenly became serious, their bodies rose slightly, and they swam between the bunkers in a half-squatting manner, searching the surrounding situation.

When Jikmola saw the three of them start to act, his eyes lowered slightly, and he put his eyes on the wounded soldier who was gradually dying.

He sighed, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the warrior's forehead, and whispered a patriotic declaration to see the warrior off.

After that, he untied the warrior's gun and weapon, carried it on his back, and then lowered himself and began to move forward.

The battlefield is never a place of indecision, and sadness can only appear in times of peace.

Being sad on the battlefield is the same as sending your head to the other party's gun.

Therefore, even if a comrade-in-arms who has been with him for a long time dies, Jikmola cannot be affected by sad emotions.

But it is undeniable that at this moment, his heart burned with an emotion called anger.

In fact, this kind of thing didn't just happen to the tenth squad, the other nine squads were more or less attacked.

Almost in a single moment, thirteen of the fifty members of the Wild Bear Assault Force had already been martyred.

But fortunately, this casualty is still expected by the General Command.

However, even if they had expected it, all the members of the General Command had very ugly faces at this time, as they watched as the red dot representing the thirteen members never moved again.

Such a tricky opponent made them frown.

The fact that one-fifth of the elite fighters were instantly knocked out was a big blow to them.

Fortunately, because many squad leaders are more elite fighters, the other party also has a big loss.

At least five of the opposing snipers were killed by members of the Wild Bear Commando, and one duo was also shot, so the other side also paid the price of seven elite fighters.

"Attention all the Wild Bear Commandos, you have now entered the combat zone, and all your next actions must be cautious and cautious!" Commander-in-Chief Lance Valen admonished all the members via a communicator before letting them continue the fight.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jikmola had already led the remaining three team members and rushed forward for another thirty meters.

After a general search just now, they did not find any more enemy ambush locations.

But they will not take this lightly, but feel more unusual and more vigilant.

Because everyone can know that in the world of special operations, there is never a focus on open-faced battles, but on how to secretly kill the other party without being discovered by others.

It was with this belief in mind that Jikmola had reason to believe that the enemy had laid a large pit for them, the Wild Bear Commandos, to kill them all.

And in fact, just as he thought, just as they were constantly advancing, the direct leader of the Wild Wolf Special Operations Force on the other side, the Arctic Wolf, was deploying various defense lines.

"Sir, the other party has broken through the first cordon, and it is estimated that thirteen people have been killed by the other party, and thirty-seven people are still wandering in the forest!"

"Hmm!" The Arctic Wolf squinted his eyes and nodded, "Let the rest of the team go and meet the strength of the other party for a while!" ”

"Yes!" After the communication soldier responded seriously, he turned his head and ran to the communicator, and began to give orders to the members of the Wild Wolf Special Forces.

In the forest, the gray wolf is the leader of the fifth squad of the wild wolf special forces, and there are four elites under his command.

Just now he complied with the order from above and sent the snipers in the team out, and he thought that this excellent sniper, whom he was very optimistic about, would quickly eliminate the enemy and come back to join them.

Unexpectedly, after the sniper left, he didn't come back.

As a result, he now only has three men to call on.

A haze flashed in the gray wolf's eyes, he didn't expect the enemy to be so difficult, it seems that in terms of special operations, the other party is not much worse than their wolf special forces.

Thinking like this, the order from the command came again, and the gray wolf did not hesitate, raised his hand, made a move forward, and took the lead towards the first cordon.

Compared with the continuous tentative progress of the Wild Bear Commando, the Wild Wolf Special Combat Team is much bolder.

After all, compared to the other party, they entered this forest earlier, and the various arrangements were more adequate.

After walking for about ten minutes, the gray wolf raised his hand suddenly, clenched his fist, made everyone in the team stop, and said softly: "Big tooth wolf, you go to the left to set up and ambush, the white wolf goes to the right, and the coyote is behind to take cover, and we are here waiting for the opposite person to take the bait!" ”

The three elite team members nodded in unison, and then moved quickly.

The big toothed wolf and the white wolf ran out for about thirty meters from the left and the right, and lay on the ground one after another, and then quickly took out various ammunition from their bodies and put them in easy places to grab around them, and then raised the muzzle of the gun and observed the various situations in front of them.

As for the coyote in the back, he does the same thing as the big toothed wolf and the white wolf, except that the distance he retreats is not very far, because his role is mainly to observe the various situations in front.

Seeing that the three of them were ready, the gray wolf squinted and looked ahead.

He knew that the other party would appear in front of them in five minutes, and modern tools, night vision devices and thermal imagers provided them with a lot of vision bonuses, allowing them to spot the enemy's traces in the first place.

It was about fifteen minutes away from the first cordon, and minus the ten minutes they had just walked around, they were now five minutes away from running into each other.

The gray wolf slowly counted the time silently in his heart, glanced at the big tooth wolf and the white wolf around him, and said softly: "Later, the big tooth wolf and the white wolf will use the maximum firepower to pour, remember!" You don't shoot until I shoot! ”

"Okay!" After listening to the order, the two replied in a low voice.

Five minutes wasn't a long time, and it wasn't long before the gray wolf raised his glasses to look thirty degrees to the left of his side, and then slowly glanced to the right.

His head had just turned a slight arc, and he couldn't help but pause, his body almost reflexively lowered to the ground, and his voice was low and powerful: "Fifteen degrees in front of the left in my direction, a team of people is coming!" ”

"Roger!" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the replies of the Great Tooth Wolf and the White Wolf rang in his headset.

Under the gaze of the gray wolf's glasses, a three-person squad of the Wild Bear Commando advanced quickly and cautiously.

Sometimes they marched briskly, like a sharp arrow, and sometimes they staggered, scouting their surroundings, cautious as rats.

Looking at their skillful and orderly special combat movements, the gray wolf squinted, it seemed that these people on the other side were really not some ordinary opponents.

No wonder the excellent sniper he sent out before didn't come back, it turned out that he had encountered such an uneasy team.

But this martyred sniper is also really good, and he can actually match the opponent's five-person squad as standard, and only three are left!

A sigh and sadness flashed in the gray wolf's heart, but he quickly restrained this emotion, and said in a calm and powerful voice: "The big tooth wolf is on the left, the white wolf is on the right, and in the middle of me, the coyote mends the gun!" ”

After a pause, he continued, "Ready! ”

The voice was quick and powerful, and it seemed very decisive.

The gray wolf holds the muzzle of the gun, his eyes are aimed at the scope, and the center point of the camera is always on the chest of the middle soldier of the Wild Bear Commando squad.

After a period of observation, the gray wolf obviously noticed that the other party was almost walking a distance of fifty meters, so he would pause and scout the surroundings.

Standing still targets are always easier to aim at and hit than moving targets.

Therefore, after thinking and observing for a while, he decided to shoot at the next pause of the other party, so his calm voice sounded in the ears of the other three again, "Shoot at the next pause!" ”

But this pause is only a momentary thing, so it is obviously difficult for them to seize this fleeting opportunity.

The gray wolf didn't have the idea of killing all three of the other party in one ambush, after all, the other party was not a soft persimmon, and it was not so easy to be sent away.

In the gray wolf's opinion, he was satisfied that they could kill the other two of them this time.

The center of the scope continued to shake as the opponent moved, and the gray wolf's mind slowly calculated the pace and speed of the opponent's movement, and his fingers gradually touched the trigger of the firearm.

The index finger was on the trigger, and the cold metallic texture made the gray wolf's heart cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his breathing became slow unconsciously.

"It's now!" The gray wolf let out a low cry in his heart, and his fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Almost at the moment when the guns rang out in his hands, the guns in the hands of the big-toothed wolf and the white wolf also sounded muffled.

The three voices were almost the same at the same time.

Three bullets burst out and struck at the three Wild Bear Assault Force fighters three hundred meters away.

The soldier standing in the middle of the line was shot first, and his chest thuded, exploding in a ball of blood, and the bullet cut a hole in his chest.

The huge kinetic energy brought by the bullet did not hesitate to knock the soldier to the ground, and he fell to the ground with a muffled thud, unconscious.

Almost the moment he was shot, the pupils of the two members beside him suddenly shrank, and they rushed to the side without thinking.

However, they were a little too late to pounce, and the fighter on the left exploded a bewitching ball of blood in his right chest, following the back of the warrior in the middle, and was also cut in the chest.

The fighter on the right, on the other hand, was relatively lucky, and the bullet only slashed through his left arm, bringing out a hot feeling.

It felt like a red-hot soldering iron, a fiery burning pain that made the warrior's forehead break out in a fine cold sweat.

Apparently, his arm had been grazed a little by the bullet, and the wound was painful.

But compared to his other two teammates, his results were good.

It's just that his current situation is really not optimistic.

With his now wounded body, he fought four fighters as good as he had in his heyday, and he hadn't been arrogant enough to that extent!

Therefore, after much consideration, he decided to report the situation here, and while waiting for support, he made a shrunken turtle first.