It was the first time for Joga to face such a tense situation, and the scene of bullets flying was very scary for ordinary people, but Joga had a strange sense of ease.

As the fear wore off, when Joga had done his first kill, when he had locked onto the car by aiming, he had a very strange feeling, as if everything was under his control.

Joga never had the arrogance to think that he was a sharpshooter or anything, on the contrary, he always felt that he could do better.

But when the actual combat started, when he looked through the scope, he had a feeling that I was in charge of everything.

The sniper's hiding position was a thief, and he could not be seen by Joga whether he shifted left or right, because the hillside was so small that he could even be counterattacked if he moved rashly.

This forced Joga to be patient, but the survivors of the car in the distance that was the first to stop were not so lucky.

Three guys armed with AR rifles, shooting at the dirt bag where Joga was, lunged in this direction.

The blind shooting in the dark night was extremely ineffective, and Joga knew that they were far away from him when he heard the sound of the bullets passing by, and he lay on the ground completely staggering the trajectory of those people.

Joga gave up staring at the snipers next to the vehicle and instead aimed at a couple of gunmen running forward.

Subconsciously put the crosshair on a guy's head, and Joga decisively pulled the trigger.

A "snap" of a gunshot, and one of the gunmen suddenly fell to the ground as he advanced.

The other two gunmen were startled, and were about to lie down to hide when another bullet hit one of them in the head.

"Sniper~"

As the guy's skull was lifted, the last gunman let out a terrified roar and rolled on the ground to the vehicle in an attempt to find cover, but as he approached, a bullet hit him in the head.

5.56 The full-power rifle bullet entered the guy's cheekbone, and his face seemed to be slammed with a hammer, and after the cheekbone was sunken in, the left back of the head was shot through, opening a fist-sized hole.

Joga saw that the sniper, who was trying to take the opportunity to fight back, gave up the attack and tried to reach out and pull the guy, but after finding that he was dead, the sniper gave up the idea of rescuing his companion, and the honest cat was on the rear wheel of the vehicle.

Joga didn't know what the sniper was thinking, but he definitely didn't want to leave his current position now, he just hoped that Kaman could get around quickly, even if he fired a few shots to force him out, Joga was sure to kill him.

What kind of blood, death, murder, fear and other problems, Qiao Jia didn't realize it at all, he only knew that now it was either the other party's death or his own death, and he couldn't afford to slack off in the slightest.

The night in Afika is not completely dark, thanks to the pristine ecology here, without industrial pollution, the starry sky of Afika is very beautiful, under the light of the stars, although the grassland looks dull and mottled, but you can barely see a little something.

After waiting quietly for five minutes, Joga couldn't hold back when he began to worry about Kaman's whereabouts and the lights of the car reappeared in the distance.

After all, he is not a professional sniper, or even a professional soldier, and patience has never been his strong point.

Without the guidance of professionals, the so-called training that Joga concocted for himself led to his being too aggressive in the face of danger, because he could only shoot and sit still would make him anxious.

The convoy in the distance suddenly stopped at the overturned location, and after someone got out of the car to check, more than a dozen people rushed out of the car with shouts and rushed in the direction of the sniper.

Qiao Jia could hear the sound of the radio on the corpse of the fallen grassland, and instantly understood that his previous suspicion was not a cup bow and snake shadow, and someone was indeed trying to ambush him on the road.

From the direction in which these people's cars were traveling, we knew that they were walking in the opposite direction, and the purpose must have been to search for and encircle.

With the help of Kaman, he circumvented their ambush and caused their ambush plan to fail, only to crash into their search convoy from Wau.

Joga didn't know where he had offended the other party, but he knew that if Carman didn't act, he should have withdrawn.

Because he saw through the sights that among the new gunners, some were carrying RPGs, and two big men with machine guns.

These people's way of action is very fast, the cat's waist moves with the help of half-human-high grass and trees, three steps and one stop, five steps and one stop, the action is irregular, but there is a strange sense of rhythm.

Joga knew immediately that these were good hands, and once that sniper pointed out his position, the machine gun suppressed two more RPGs, and his small life might not be saved.

Half a minute later, Joga was moved by his own 'hunch'.

Just as the group entered the 400-meter position, their machine gunners began to suppress the fire, and the dense bullets made Joga unable to lift his head, followed by the upper part of the mound hit by an RPG, which startled Joga, who had never encountered such a scene.

Just when he felt the sound of the other party's gunfire soften, and subconsciously wanted to raise his gun to fight back and then retreat, his eyes saw Carman appear like a ghost behind the vehicle, swinging his hunting knife and cutting off the head of the sniper who was raising his gun to search for him.

After the old black man won the blow, he quickly removed the night vision device and backpack from the sniper's corpse, put his sniper rifle on his back, and then used a strange gesture that seemed strange to Joga, the cat's waist and two calves quickly swung his feet as if gliding on the ground, and dived into the grass next to him.

Joga observed Kaman's direction of movement, and after glancing at the rapidly approaching gunners, he decisively shot down one of the opposing machine gunners, then retreated a few meters before the storm came, and then jumped up and ran towards Kaman under the cover of the mound.

The moment the two met, Joga saw Carman holding a monocular night vision device in his hand.

Seeing that he was clumsily trying to use the night vision device, Qiao Jia estimated that this old guy was not very good at using this kind of thing.

Quickly helped him put the night vision device on his head, adjusted the tightness of the straps, and whispered: "We have to find a place to hide, do you have any good suggestions?" ”

Carman pulled Joga to borrow the cover of the mound and ran wildly for a distance of several hundred meters, finally stopping at the position of a bush.

Upon reaching the bushes, he first motioned for Joga to stay still, then carefully hung the backpack he had captured from the sniper on the bushes, and then used a transparent fishing line to connect the backpack to a branch underneath.

Then he pulled Joga along the bushes carefully for more than 50 meters, and finally bypassed a big tree and began to run wildly on the grassland.

Joga's fitness is not bad, but it's a far cry from Kaman's.

By the time they had been running for 20 minutes, Joga had not learned how to allocate his physical strength properly, and was not adapted to the grassland terrain, and he was already a little unable to run.

As a veteran, Carman knew he couldn't continue.

Seeing that Kaman stopped and began to look around for something, Choga gasped and said, "Why did you leave that backpack behind just now, once they decided to pursue us, that backpack would point us in the direction of our escape?" ”