War is the art of gluttony, the art of cannibalism.

If Natasha's military command in a regular college is a serious cuisine, Buck is a typical Jianghu cuisine, and the squad combat he is familiar with is a proper spicy stir-fry!

As with cooking, mix various ingredients and condiments to create a delicious dish, and the battle is to play to the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, and adjust the details as much as possible to ensure the victory of the battle.

From the other party does not use a strong light flashlight, does not speak loudly, wears a rare helmet, Strict discipline, Buck judged that this is an army with quite good combat effectiveness, then the twenty or so young men who were improvised on his hand are far behind, maybe they don't have the certainty of victory on a single one, the only thing they can rely on is that the mountain people have found each other first, and they can set up an ambush, so they must use the advantage of ambush to the extreme, and select a unilateral cliff similar to the execution ground as an ambush point, all the gunners lie on the other side and line up, enough length until the other party enters the execution ground, Buck feels that it is not enough, Vijay is a bait that distracts the other party in an instant, so that the attention of these soldiers turns upward, the more well-trained, the easier it is to reflex and fall into a trap, just as a hunter's noose sometimes catches a beast instead, because their clever and reckless break free is more likely to trigger the trap.

So Vijay's unquestionable string of gunshots is the key!

But the entire ambush formation was originally best to have the ability to encircle, close the door front and back, and strangle everyone This is the preferred method of Buck and their team, and there must not be so many requirements here, can it be that a novice who trembles violently and fiercely outflanks the tail steadily? At this moment, he can drive his fingers to pull the trigger and the muzzle of the gun does not drift around, Buck is already about to say Amitabha!

Therefore, he can only grieve himself in the whole formation, put himself on the pedestal of the familiar L-shaped formation, and let the prey get as close to the front as possible, so that the back may be ambushed and rounded, and the front is blocked by him, then he is the most dangerous!

Much more dangerous than Vijay, who is hiding on a cliff and is in a dead end, even though Vijay is now flying countless bullets above his head!

Except for the signal of the first shot fired by the pistol, Buck was the only one who did not fire violently, and the muzzle flame would only illuminate the surrounding area of the gunman, and now his vision had been disturbed by the chaotic gunfire, and he could only barely see the figures in front of him, and there were still a few figures because at the front of the entire team, on the edge of the execution ground, a tiger pounced and rolled in an attempt to break out of hell!

That is, he pounced in front of Buck!

A figure close at hand!

Buck almost felt that his 1911 was a trigger pulled against the opponent's waist, and if he didn't shoot, he would be discovered by the other party and pounce on him!

Bang bang bang!

Buck himself couldn't control the trigger finger in such a situation, and he could still make a perfect double combo, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Busy!"

If you have good comrades-in-arms, you don't have to be so busy!

The close-range shot of the left-handed pistol was like a sledgehammer hitting the torso in front of him, and Buck had no way of judging the impact point, only seeking to hit, while the M4 rifle that was turned up in his right hand could only control the panic as much as possible, and emptied the magazine in an instant with a very small fan!

This was a rarity in Buck's previous fights!

He was always accustomed to the rhythm of the bee and the ho, but the sudden arrival of several figures in front of him made him only use the most fierce tongue of fire to try to overthrow the other party, but there was still one person who rushed through the line of fire and roared and pounced on him!

Buck didn't even have time to throw away his rifle, and was crushed along with his right hand in front of his chest!

This damn 1911 pistol, Buck is used to the magazines of modern pistols with more than ten or twenty rounds, and 7 rounds are empty at once!

And although the torso on his body was shot, his fierce hands stuck heavily on Buck's neck, and the force to break it can suffocate people!

The rifle magazine was emptied, the pistol was out of bullets, the right hand was still pressed between the two, and the left hand reluctantly threw the pistol in vain to push the other party away, but in order to facilitate the ambush, the lying position chosen made Buck very difficult to exert force, and the left hand touched the opponent's body, the nylon surface material and heavy edges made Buck want to scold his mother: "Body armor!"

What kind of army will wear body armor on the battlefield!

Although at the moment of the pistol gunshot, he still heard the other party snorting in pain, but at the moment of life and death, the usual training is to resist the pain at this moment and burst out more fierce combat power, the other party obviously resisted, and the silent hands stuck Buck's neck, but fortunately, Buck subconsciously shrugged his shoulders and kept struggling, his scapular muscles that he had unremittingly exercised, especially the thick trapezius muscles were not bean sprouts like Lin Dong, and they could also tighten the resistance!

Don't be out of breath in an instant!

There was only the sound of gunfire like fried beans in his ears, and the others must be shooting towards the cliff, unable to take care of Buck in the corner, and there was no such scene in the dark night, and the silent life-and-death struggle made Buck unable to even scream!

The knee jerked and wanted to overturn the opponent, but the opponent, who was obviously familiar with the body grappling, split one leg and pressed horizontally!

Because he was pressed down, Buck's left fist fist had a small range of blows, and could only be aimed at the soft underbelly of the armpit, but the armed belt there was tightly wrapped!

Armed belts!

Buck reacted with difficulty, his right elbow barely raised his hand to hit the opponent's chest, the thick body just instinctively pressed, Buck's left hand gained a little more space, and touched back along the opponent's waist, but did not find the pistol, but felt a knife handle on the side of the kettle and magazine!

The fingers seemed to be unbuttoning the underwear on the lover's back, and the fingers did not need to be instructed by the brain to pick the lock like a skilled worker, and when the index finger and thumb pulled out the handle of the knife, the only oxygen left in Buck's chest cavity had been exhausted, and the brain was almost in a coma of lack of oxygen.

Holding his breath and fighting Buck's figure to the death was like an inflatable doll being stabbed in a big hole, and with a snort, he let out his breath, roared, and finally pinched Buck's rough fingers on Buck's Adam's apple, and the effort to gather the last bit of strength to crush the trachea dissipated, because Buck felt a large stream of warm liquid hit his face!

Fresh air also rushed into Barker's respiratory system at the same time, he took a sharp breath, greedy as if he had returned to this world, Buck's right hand was finally free, clasped the opponent's upper body, and was still struggling to force his upper body, pulled out the blade with his left hand, and then stabbed it together!

This time, my fingers were soaked in slippery liquid, and the handle almost fell off!

Because this time, Buck almost stabbed the knife between the other man's collarbone and neck, and held it down until the illusory object called life left the body!

It's really just a moment, the body that was still fierce and fierce just now dispersed at once, and suddenly there was a foul smell indicating incontinence, and the muscles of the whole body were scattered!

That's what killing is!

The line between life and death can pump the hormones and all the life potential of the whole body, and when you come back to life, you will be the pinnacle of life, and if you fail, you will become a puddle of dead meat!

After experiencing such a stimulating moment, where would you still be interested in the minutiae of ordinary ants' lives?

That's the biggest addiction!