The light of the sky is empty, and the ribbon hangs on the edge of the sky. The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the crows turned into black dots, constantly circling in the sky.

The sun turned into a fiery red ball and slowly emerged from the horizon.

The fiery red sunlight was not dazzling, and the entire city of Baghdad was covered in a layer of red glow against the backdrop of sunlight.

It was only a few minutes, or ten minutes. The sun seemed to jump out of the horizon, and the fiery red sunlight suddenly turned golden.

Ten thousand golden rays of light turned Baghdad into a golden city in an instant.

Ding San hid under the camouflage tarpaulin, carefully searching everything in front of him with a telescope.

With the sun shining, it is more convenient for him to find opponents. Especially for opponents who are holding telescopes, the reflected light from the lenses can reveal their position.

This position was specially chosen by him, facing Baghdad with his back to the sun. By one o'clock in the morning, he had already crawled here.

Ding San was draped in camouflage tarpaulin, and a layer was also laid underneath. Camouflage tarps are well waterproof, and camouflage is even better.

Clothed in this thing, even if it is three or four hundred meters away, no one will find it.

Of course, if someone walks in front of them, they can still find out.

However, Ding San will not give anyone a chance to get close to him.

Apart from...... Except for the bastard next to him.

"San'er!

I can't find it, how can I see that the pillar on the left side of the arch is wrong?

You see, there's someone squatting over there. The old monkey's voice rang in his ears.

Ding San really wanted to strangle this babbling bastard, but fortunately, this guy was also a veteran on the battlefield and didn't move.

Otherwise, both he and he will die miserably.

The effective firing distance of the sniper rifle reached 900 meters, but it was still not enough to face the mortar.

The two of them were smashed down by a mortar, and they died for life.

"The man was squatting and." Ding San said helplessly.

There's no way, if you don't answer, this thing will keep asking and asking, and the strength of the chatter is not as good as a good old lady.

"Oh,! I said how to squat for so long. The old monkey put down his binoculars.

Ding San can't help it, this cargo just arrived the day before yesterday, and he is not familiar with the situation in Baghdad.

I don't know what Baghdad used to be, but now Baghdad is a dirty and messy city, built on ruins.

There is no public water supply, and people rely mainly on wells for water. Therefore, the people here also live around the well.

Dirty water is casually poured on the ground.

Every morning, people would crouch under the base of the wall, squatting on the ground under the cover of Arab robes.

And this is true for both men and women, but the convenient places for men and women are a little far away.

The ditches in those neighborhoods were disgusting, and the water was green, and some of the green ones were black. And it's bubbling!

Ding San had only been there once, and he vowed never to go to a Kurdish place again.

"It's good to stay in Russia, no matter how bad it is, you can go back to China to recuperate.

For the sake of those three melons and two dates, I have to come to this place in Baghdad. I'll tell you, I'm still fucking hiding it from Lao Tzu.

Tell you, you are really in danger, and you have to save you with your father and me. ”

"Get out!" Ding San scolded viciously.

This product has been taking advantage of himself lately, and sometimes Ding San can't wait to kick him twice.

However, Nian turned down the opportunity to return to China and accompanied him to the place of Baghdad, Ding San still chose to forgive him.

The origin of the matter is still with the Pope, who heard that the Swiss army was tortured by Kurdish snipers. Casualties are increasing day by day, and morale is declining day by day.

As the initiator of fooling the Swiss into battle, the Pope felt a little uncomfortable.

He took the hand of the man who had returned from Baghdad and asked, "What help do you need?"

The man just said that they needed a good sniper. Snipers who can shoot Kurds, there are many such people in the Ming army, but very few in the Swiss army.

Because the Ming army is issued with special sniper rifles, and these sniper rifles do not need mechanical aiming, all of them have optical scopes.

The gap between mechanical sighting and optical sighting cannot be filled by effort alone.

What the Swiss army lacks most now is the powerful sniper rifle of the Ming Dynasty.

The Pope was embarrassed when he heard this, he knew the temperament of the Ming people. This kind of high-tech weapon, they are absolutely impossible to sell easily.

Sure enough, after many rounds of negotiations, the price of the people sent by the Pope rose again and again, and no one dared to sell this thing.

However, the Ming officials, who received a lot of benefits, still gave an idea. That was to hire Ming snipers and take their weapons to Baghdad to help the Swiss.

Of course, helping is not for nothing. The need for the Vatican Holy See, to express it!

The Pope understood what he meant, and happily agreed. Isn't it just money, the Holy See has ruled Europe for thousands of years, and this family still has a little bit of money.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the Papal Guard is exclusively Swiss.

This money, to put it bluntly, is used to buy the loyalty of the Swiss.

The Swiss Guard, but the only armed force of the Vatican.

As a result, Daming had the sniper to use the vacation to go to the Middle East to beat people and lead the army to make extra money.

Ding San originally wanted to go home, but he just wanted to go back to Daming with Natasha in the future. Natasha is white, which in itself makes the Ming people look down on her.

If you don't have money, it's even more contemptible.

So, Ding San heard about it. Here we are in Baghdad!

The old monkey didn't know whose way he went, but he actually came over the day before yesterday. also offered to have a sniper team with Ding San.

Today is their first mission, and the first time they hunt and kill people in Baghdad.

Looking at the guy who was on the edge of the arch, Ding San put down the binoculars in his hand.

It's been so long that not even the shadow of a sniper has been found.

The streets were full of people with withered faces, some leading children, others trotting down the street with their things.

There are also small cars pulled by people, some similar to the rickshaws of Daming.

The credibility of the Ming officers and soldiers is still good, they will not shoot civilians and exchange their heads for money.

In Ding San's words, it's not enough to be ashamed of doing such a.

They were going to shoot the Kurds who attacked the Swiss with guns.

The reason is simple, as long as you have a gun in your hand, you will not be afraid of those so-called magistrates.

These are all old people who have been in the same position for many years.

The local forces are intertwined, relatives and friends are friends, and sometimes the airborne Menghu also has to give these local snakes three points.