Maihe Sumu Aishan quickly raised the gun, Yang Luo pressed his hand and whispered, "Don't shoot!" After speaking, he walked in front of the four Pakistani government soldiers, "I am Chinese." ”

The four soldiers were stunned, and then Li Tao and the madman also walked over, one of the soldiers turned on the flashlight, and when the light shone through, Yang Luo, Li Tao and the madman shook their bodies. The four soldiers felt only a flash in front of their eyes, and then lost consciousness with a pain in the back of their heads, and passed out on the ground.

Yang Luo waved his hand: "Quick, let's go out of the city immediately, we can't stay in the city." ”

The unusually hot and dry heat of the day has receded with the onset of night, and the night is getting deeper and deeper. The night in Peshawar seemed unusually quiet, and everything was silent, except for a few faint lights that swayed weakly in the darkness, and independently held up a dazzling light.

The cold wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves that drifted from I don't know where fell helplessly to the ground, and the click of broken branches was faintly heard, and the lights in the distance were even blown away, turning into a little afterimage, and falling into darkness.

Several people ran wildly all the way, and finally got out of the city. Yang Luo wrapped his clothes, it was so hot during the day in winter, and it was so cold at night, it was estimated that it was close to freezing. Thinking about it, he glanced up at the sky, and I don't know when, the dark clouds have spread to the entire sky.

"It's damn weather, it looks like a heavy rain can't run away." Yang Luo muttered and scolded.

Maihe Sumu Aishan also looked at the sky, frowned and said, "Let's leave tonight?" ”

Yang Luo nodded: "The Pakistani intelligence department has already mastered our operational information, I don't know what the problem is." But I know that we must have been targeted by them for a long time, just waiting for us to act today and catch us all. So we have to leave the country before dawn, otherwise we won't be able to leave as soon as dawn comes. ”

"Now that the border is definitely on guard, it's not so easy for us to get out. ”

"Let's contact the Ta1 liban or al-Qaeda, maybe they have a solution," Abu said. ”

Maihe Sumu Aishan shook his head: "I suspect that our plan of action has leaked information, and the problem may lie with the Ta1 liban and the base, and it will be dangerous if we contact them now." ”

A smile rose at the corner of Yang Luo's mouth, but it was too dark, and Maihe Sumu Aishan didn't see it: "Let's go, take a step and see a step." ”

A large prison for key Q1 and Taliban prisoners stands less than five kilometres from Peshawar, with iron gates closed and strong barricades, patrolled by a dozen military police armed with AKs.

In the night, in the trench a hundred meters away from the prison, black shadows lay there, silent, like ghosts drilled out of the soil. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the prison, and among them was a man in his forties, a bearded man in a gray robe and a turban, who was holding a night vision binocular. This guy is the captain of the Bata 1 Liban guerrilla force, Kadir.

Time passed little by little, and a black figure ran over, lying beside Kadir and said excitedly: "The East 1 Islamic Movement has successfully hijacked the school, and now the whole Peshawar is under martial law, and we can act." ”

Kadir nodded, tilting his head to look at Shah, the head of the Bucky 1 organization, "You stay in charge of answering, is there a problem?" ”

Shah said: "No problem! ”

Kadir waved his hand: "Action!" ”

More than 60 Tata1 Liban guerrillas sprang out of the bunkers, bent over and quickly groped towards the prison under the cover of night. And the Shah stayed behind with the members of the base, ready to respond.

Xu Hang and the jellyfish were lying on a small slope on the east side of the prison, just opposite the prison gate, and the two of them were 30 meters apart, one on the left and one on the right, and the muzzle of the black hole poked out of the camouflage net, completely sealing the prison gate. As long as someone appears at the gate, they will definitely not escape the muzzle of two people.

On the roof of the second floor of the prison, Sun Manjiang and Yang Fengyun were also lying there with sniper rifles. On the roof of the office building to the west, heavy fire positions have been set up. Behind a half-human-high sandbag, Del carried an M134, the bullets around him that were tightly packed on a metal chain like shark teeth, but glittered with cold light in the dark night. And he was accompanied by two Pakistani government soldiers, guarding the bullet box and spare ammunition around him. It is conceivable that on a close-range battlefield without heavy weapons, the M134, which can pour seven or eight hundred bullets at the enemy every minute, and is known as the Vulcan Cannon, will inflict a terrible mental and physical double blow on the enemy.

Xu Hang slowly moved the muzzle of the gun, and suddenly a green figure appeared in the night vision sniper scope, a bloodthirsty smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, knocked on the headset and said, "The target appears!" At this moment, as the muzzle of his gun moved, he suddenly found that in the northwest direction, less than five hundred meters away, there was a green shadow that shook for a moment, and then disappeared into the sniper scope.

Xu Hang opened his mouth and bared his teeth, and said to the headset: "At two o'clock, about five hundred meters away, there is a mouse out of the hole." ”

Hearing Xu Hang's words, the jellyfish quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, and Sun Manjiang, who was on the top of the building, jumped up, ran to the northwest corner, and then lay on the edge of the roof and searched slowly. Soon, a green figure appeared in the sniper scope, lying in a mess of grass.

Sun Manjiang said softly: "Find the target, whether to clear it or not!" ”

Xu Hang said: "Clear! ”

"Understood!" As soon as Sun Manjiang's words came, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, without any hesitation, his palm slapped the ground, and his body rolled to the side.

With a "snap", a warhead landed on the seat he had just taken, sending up a puff of green smoke.

"My day!" Sun Manjiang rolled backwards again, and with a whoosh, another warhead flew in his ears with a blazing air current.

Sun Manjiang took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, and when he was about to pull the trigger, he had already lost his target in the sniper scope.

"What's going on? Why didn't you hit the target? Xu Hang's voice came from the headset.

Sun Manjiang fell to the ground again in a flash, and this time he was two meters away from the edge of the roof. In this way, he cannot see the enemy, and the enemy cannot see him, unless the enemy can find a higher position than him.

"If you miss, the other party is a master, a real master who is proficient in sniping and counter-sniping. I'm sure he knew I was going to snipe him before I shot him. Now my target is exposed, there is no cover on the roof of the building, and I can't carry out a sniper mission. ”

In the grass, a figure ran at an incredible speed, about thirty or forty meters to the bottom of a tree, and then lay down. His name is Cobra, which is the nickname, and as for his real name, he also forgot what his name was. Ever since he could remember, he had lived in a place called the Orc Camp, surrounded by children like him, no one knowing where he was from or who his parents were.

He learned to hold a gun when he was five years old and killed a woman when he was six years old. And from that day on, he was brutally trained with those children, starving, crying, and laughing together. Slowly he got used to this kind of life, he thought that he would grow up with those friends, fight together, and finally die on the battlefield together.

But in the end, all this did not happen, and when he was fifteen years old, he and his friends, a total of more than fifty people, were sent into the desert in five groups. The instructor told them that only one person from each group could come out alive.

In the end he survived, looking at the corpse lying at his feet, his best brother, but in the end he cut his throat. He did not shed tears, nor did he regret it, because his feelings had been numb, including the nerves of each of his bodies. To live, that is to be born, to live. So he wants to live, he doesn't have the right to choose to live, but he has the right to choose how to live, even if he kills his best brother......

The rattlesnake lay there silently, a sniper scope looking at the roof of the prison. He knew that he had a formidable opponent. Since he came out of the desert alive, he has carried out an unknown number of missions, and he has never missed, but this time he missed, which made his heart, which no longer had any waves, begin to fluctuate.

Now at a distance of five hundred and sixty meters, the Rattlesnake calculates the distance of the target through the distance division of the sniper scope. Today's weather is not too good for snipers. It was windy, and it was strong, but he was confident that if the enemy showed up again, he would definitely shoot the guy in the head.

Sidewinder clenched his grip on the old Soviet-made SVD sniper rifle, which had long since been phased out, but he remained enthusiastic about the thickest of the guns.

"Boom!"

A rocket slammed into the prison gate, and the flames rose into the sky, and the heavy iron gate and several Pakistani government troops patrolling were lifted into the sky by a powerful wave of air.

"Dada!"

"Da Da !!!!"

Immediately after the sound of intensive gunfire, in the darkness of the night, the Taliban armed forces rushed to the prison while firing wildly.

Del roared: "Fire!" Then he pulled the trigger hard, and the Vulcan cannon began to roar, and the thick flames of the bowl suddenly burst out of the muzzle, and the large net woven by the ballistic trajectory visible to the naked eye was fiercely enveloped the Taliban 1 militants.

As M134 began to roar, the ambush began. A large number of Pakistani government troops poured out of the prison building, and gunfire rang out like popping beans.

The sudden blow made the Taliban armed elements lose their minds for a while. They knew everything about the armed forces in the prison, but now they realized something was wrong. The sudden appearance of government troops in the prison was at least one battalion of troops.

Kadir hid in the crowd and watched the soldiers around him fall screaming one by one, knowing that the news of the operation had leaked and he had been ambushed by government forces.

At this moment, a Ta1 Liban guerrilla with a bazooka in his arms carried a bazooka on his shoulder. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, his head hung forward, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Xu Hang cracked his mouth and smiled, and he clearly saw through the night vision goggles that the gunner shook violently, and a large cloud of green spewed out from the back of his head and flowed down his body.

At this moment, a dull gunshot sounded next to him, and then the roar of a jellyfish came from the headset: "Xu, you are ......" Before he could finish speaking, in his stunned voice, Xu Hang suddenly jumped out of the bunker, and then threw himself to the ground. Then with both hands on the ground, the whole person is like a cheetah that launches a fatal attack on the prey, the whole person bounces high on the ground, and it is four or five meters away in less than 0.5 seconds, and then he pounces on the ground again, and before the person reaches the ground, the body shrinks into a ball, and with strong explosive force and inertia, it rolls down the small slope rapidly.