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This made Park Qingyuan a little crazy in his heart, in just over an hour, he had already lost four of his subordinates, if you count the sixth, it would be five. At the same time, No. 4 is also in danger, and once it is lost, the special operations team led by himself will be lost in half this time.

Psychologically speaking, Park Qingyuan already wants to retreat, and the battle should not be fought like this.

They are all elites cultivated by the state at great expense, and they should be dispersed and sniped at key targets over a long distance at critical times, so as to have a surprise effect.

Instead of being like now, twelve snipers were actually used as ordinary soldiers to block the attacks of the armored army head-on, and even some snipers had to abandon snipers + guns and use gas + oil bombs and explosives + medicine packs instead.

This is simply a waste and an insult to snipers!

But Park Qingyuan couldn't refuse, because the order was given by political representative Kim Nam-kyu.

And in an army like theirs, political representatives who do not understand military affairs are always stronger than commanders.

An ordinary restaurateur who had to bend down and salute when he saw a soldier in the country, but when he arrived in the war-torn Aleppo, he actually became a political representative and a key figure in the control of the life and death of all special combat personnel.

But although he was dissatisfied, knowing that such an arrangement might bury the special operations detachment, Park Qingyuan did not refute it.

Because Park Qingyuan knew that Kim Nam-kyu was also forced to do so.

This is the Black Death's request, it is the order of Shahman, only in this way can the special operators get the dollars promised by the Black Death, and they can get the oil that is more important than life.

The country needs oil so much, and for the sake of oil, leaders can do everything, let alone their small roles?

Park Qingwon is well aware of the current situation of the country, because successive nuclear + tests have been sanctioned all over the world, and strategic materials are extremely scarce.

Because there is no fuel, the vast majority of planes can only lie on their stomachs in hangars, heavy tanks make less than five trips a year, even ordinary people's motorcycles are restricted from being on the road, and the entire country has a shortage of more than 80 percent of electricity except for the capital.

For the sake of oil, they must fight, even to help the demons behind their conscience!

For the sake of oil, Park Qingyuan knew that his people had actually been sold to the Black Dead, and the purpose of their existence was to kill all those who were not good for the Black Death, and the more they killed, the more oil the Black Death would send to the country for free through smuggling channels.

More than a month after entering Aleppo, the special operations squad has sniped more than 200 important targets, half of them civilians, and even more than 30 women and children.

This condemns the conscience of the members of the team who have been educated in Juche ideology since childhood and think that they are holding guns to destroy all evil imperial+ism.

Isn't it shameful to massacre civilians, and why do we do it in such a grand manner?

The only thing that comforted the team members was their results, and after a month of hard work, the entire special combat team had earned more than $4 million in foreign exchange for the country.

More than 4 million, which is equivalent to the annual salary of 20,000 workers in China!

Even more reassuring to them is oil, the first of which departed for the Indian Ocean a week ago.

The second ship of oil has also been loaded through a special channel and will depart in two days.

More than 40,000 tons of oil before and after, which is an immeasurable contribution to supporting national construction, is enough to maintain the normal training of two armored divisions for several years.

To this end, the state also specially conveyed the commendation order to them through the political representative Kim Nam-kui, established a collective first-class meritorious service, awarded each person a third-class national flag medal, each family was rewarded with a set of 100 square meters of housing, a washing machine, a television, one of the immediate family members can enjoy the salary of the department, and the children are directly sent to the Sunflower School specially for senior cadres + children.

Supreme glory, if it were not for the last sentence of posthumously recognizing the twelve members of their members as martyrs, they would have rejoiced for months.

The so-called martyrs are that they have been removed from the army, and even the state will not recognize the existence of these people, they are now equivalent to the living dead, and they have to constantly fight, constantly earn oil and foreign exchange for the country, until they die!

"Martyr!" Park Qingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, and turned his head to look at a certain building in the district.

It was the political representative Kim Nam-kyu, who was the architect and overseer of the battle, and the final decision-maker of the major decisions.

A rookie who shoots targets with a hand + gun, and is only 36 rings with 10 rounds + bullets at 50 meters, he can only add chaos to the front line in person.

"Ahem!" Park Qingyuan coughed vigorously twice.

This is a kind of code, which is to ask Kim Nam-kyu to make a decision as soon as possible.

It can't be consumed like this anymore, the entire special operations detachment is pressed here, No. 2, No. 3, No. 5 and No. 10 have been killed, No. 6's life and death are uncertain, No. 4 is under siege, and the B4 building must be mixed with special forces, and if it is rescued, it may suffer even greater losses.

Therefore, Park Qingyuan suggested that the number four be abandoned and the others should retreat to safety.

They are snipers, and there is a chance for revenge, and they can't all die in this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

"Ahem!" A few seconds later, a short, firm cough from Kim Nam-kyu came from the earphones.

Park Qingwon's body suddenly stiffened, this was an order to refuse, and Kim Nam-kyu ordered him to organize an attack immediately.

Although full of grief and indignation, Park Qingyuan had to obey orders, who made Kim Nam-kyu the political representative, who made him the only person who could contact the country, and who let him control the life and death of the families of all the special combat personnel?

For the sake of the family, fight!

No, it should be for the leader, fight!

"Seventh, tenth, act immediately and support six!" Park Qingyuan gritted his teeth and gave an order, and then tiptoed out of hiding place with a sniper + gun.

His intuition told Park that something might be wrong with the sixth, so he planned to go over and take a look.

If something happens to Seven and Ten who have gone to support, he will immediately detonate the explosives + charges buried under Building B4, blowing the building to pieces along with the enemies inside.

Park Cheong-won is located in Area C, at least 150 meters away from Building B4, which is farther than Building 7 and 10, and it is dangerous to move his position through an open street.

Fortunately, the pre-reconnaissance work was excellent, and the brothers found a cement pipe under the street along with both sides of the street, so Park Qingyuan was the first to reach the sniper position, although he was the farthest away.

Park Qingwon chose a building located on the left back of B4, where he had a good line of sight and could observe all the windows of B4, and there was a huge garbage pile in front of him, which was easy to hide.

As soon as Park Qingyuan hid in the pre-selected position, he saw No. 7 sneakily jump more than 30 meters in front of him, hide behind a garbage can, and make a gesture to the left rear.

Soon, Team Ten also appeared, moving quickly against the wall like a tanuki, and in a few seconds he was under the sixth window in the center of the B4 floor.

It is clear that Seven and Ten have learned the lesson of Six and intend to blaze a different path.

And the two of them cooperated with each other, No. 10 was exploring the road ahead, and No. 7 was covering in the rear.

It's just that they don't know that at this moment, behind them, there is still a gun aimed at them.

"Six, six?" Park Qingyuan adjusted the microphone to a channel specifically for six, and said, "Seven supports you, prepare to enter through the fifth window on the left, pay attention to cooperation!"

Park Qingwon deliberately said the wrong position, but the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at the fifth window on the left.

No matter who appeared, even if No. 6 emerged from behind the fifth window, Park Qingwon decided to kill with one shot!

Not knowing that he had been used as bait by the captain, he exchanged a look with Seven, then jumped up suddenly, resting his right hand lightly on the windowsill of the sixth window, slowly and silently pulling his body up little by little.

Glancing quickly from the corner of the window, Ten made a safe gesture to Seven with his left hand behind him, sat down on the windowsill with his whole body, and then took out a dagger and slid it up little by little along the gap in the glass, trying to pick the latch of the window.

More than ten seconds passed, and the window of No. 7 had not yet been opened, and there was no suspicious figure behind the other window on his left, and Park Qingyuan couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Did I misjudge?"

No. 6 didn't answer just now, could it be that he has already been martyred?

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was the sound of something falling to the ground more than ten meters away on the left.

Park Qingyuan was shocked, changed the position of the cover on the side of his body, and at the same time swept the muzzle of the sniper + gun.

"Woo woo ......" a low sob, and behind the garbage heap appeared a little girl who was only four or five years old, covered in blood and full of horror.

The little girl didn't seem to see Park Cheong-won, but just came to the garbage heap to look for something to eat, so she cried and rummaged through the garbage heap.

When a moldy leaf appeared, the little girl let out a cheer, picked up the leaf and put it in her mouth.

Poor boy, when there was a famine in my country a few years ago, this was everywhere.

Even now......

Park Qingyuan's nose was sour, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to aim his gun at the B4 building in front of him again.

But suddenly, the muscles in Park Qingyuan's body tensed, and a visceral sense of fear quickly spread.

There was nothing abnormal about the small building in front of him, but Park Qingyuan felt that there was something different behind him, how did the scorching sunlight disappear partially, and why was there a strange shadow on his arm that was approaching his neck?

Park Qingyuan didn't have a chance to look at what was going on behind him, he didn't even have a chance to make any sound, the pain in his heart came to his mind from the position of his throat, and in less than a second, he felt that his body no longer existed, and his vision began to blur.

Before he completely lost consciousness, Park Qingyuan saw a pair of young and powerful hands reach over, took his sniper step + gun, and with two "bang" shots, he killed No. 7 and No. 10 in front of him.

If I die, my wife and children don't need to starve!

This is Park Qingwon's last consciousness!

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