There is one thing to say, if you want to talk about civil engineering, the British still have an ancestral talent in it, and no matter how you say it, the British Empire has seen it in World War I.

Although the civil engineering work here in the valley is not up to one percent of the Somme, at least one ten-thousandth of the level is still there, and the high ground on both sides as the focus of defense is regarded as dead, and even the British feel that they can stand high and see far away, and use a machine to make a large pile of wood to build a six-meter-high watchtower.

It's just that the Shadow Corporation employees are determined not to stand guard there, preferring to lie on their stomachs in the bushes and live with bugs rather than be cannon fodder on that defenseless watchtower.

So, a brave Sikh brother went up with his Lee Enfield rifle!

"Uh, isn't that green turban that guy wears to point targets to snipers?"

"He's all standing up, it's useless to dwell on this!"

Everyone unanimously expressed their admiration for the British people's lack of behavior, and at the same time said that they should stay away, so as not to splash my blood when I die!

After confirming that the British were determined to rob the mine with themselves, the Belgians decided that they must give the British a little kind warning, so that these guys can understand that the DRC will always be the Congo of the Belgians!

So, on the second day after the Sikh brothers went up to the tower, more than a dozen sneaky black uncles quietly touched them.

The Sikh brothers, who were watching from the tower, relied on their sharp eyes to see Uncle Black approaching, and immediately warned the Shadow Company PMC below.

Since the large army had not yet arrived, the commander of the squad guarding here felt that it was better not to fire the first shot, so he ordered the snipers guarding both sides of the valley to fire warning shots to drive away the black uncles.

The sniper who accepted the order immediately pulled the trigger on the open space on either side of Uncle Black, trying to drive the other party away, but the bullet fell to the ground with a snap, splashing a handful of dust.

It stands to reason that normal people will definitely choose to turn around and run away in this case, but these black uncles are obviously not normal people, they are extremely skilled in lying down in the grass on the ground, and then start firing everywhere to fight back, although it is not clear where the sniper is, but as long as the gun is right!

After a crackling beating, the gunfire of the Black Uncles also stopped, and then several black heads slowly emerged from the grass and began to look around.

The sniper, who was lying in the shadow of the hills, covered with camouflage nets all over his body, and even the guns were wrapped in a camouflage cloth, resisted not to pull the trigger on the heads, and then continued to shoot at the side to warn, and after the bullets crackled, the black uncles retracted into the grass again and began to act as shrunken turtles.

"Why don't you send someone to drive you away?"

"Wait and see if they go!"

The squad commander only hated why he didn't have a mortar in his hand at the moment, if there was a mortar, but at a distance of more than 700 meters, he only needed to fire a kill bomb, and those guys would have to finish playing, but now he only had an M16 in his hand, and he could only wait helplessly.

After almost an hour, the grass moved again, and a black uncle probed his head out of his head, squirming there like a target, but his companion did not move in the slightest.

An impatient sniper pulled the trigger again, ready to scare the guy, but the bullet landed less than a meter away from the opponent, sending grass clippings flying everywhere.

Uncle Black was visibly startled and hurriedly fell down again, and here the sniper thought that this was the end of it, when several bullets suddenly shot out of the grass he had just shot and landed around him.

"Grass!"

The sniper was shocked, these black uncles also knew that the bait counter-sniper, this was no longer an ordinary black uncle, he took advantage of the fact that the other party was still pulling the bolt to prepare for the second shot, he decisively picked up the rifle and rolled to the left, his position was very good, just in the ridge belt of the hills, and he disappeared in the position of the anticline after rolling for two laps, so that Uncle Black lost his target.

The squad commander was also taken aback, and then rejoiced, fortunately those guys were not very good marksmanship, otherwise his people would be finished!

"How did those guys hit so accurately?"

"Four, the next time that guy comes out, you're welcome, just kill that guy for me!"

Thanks to Shepard's steady supply of improved M14 rifles, there are now two snipers or precision shooters per firepower squad, which are not professional enough, but still enough to cause serious damage to unprotected exposed targets.

After forcing off the first sniper, Uncle Black quickly concocted the same method again, and began to tentatively show his head to attract firepower, but the second sniper was patient enough, he didn't wait for the opposite side to show his scalp before shooting, but waited for the guy to swing for a long time, and finally couldn't help but lean out almost half of his body, before pulling the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

The shooter simply pulled the trigger continuously, and instead of shooting fully automatically, he used semi-automatic mode.

Then the shooter saw Uncle Black shake violently, and then fell to the ground.

"Target down!"

"Well done, keep watching!"

The fallen Uncle Black did startle the others, watching his companion who was constantly twitching on the ground gradually lose his life, and the Black Uncle also knew that the other party had changed his attitude, so he no longer moved forward, but waited until the sun went down and the visibility decreased, and then lifted the cold body of his companion and quickly disappeared.

"Those guys gave up?"

"It's going to be a give-up, it doesn't mean it's going to give up later, those guys will definitely come back!"

The team leader looked at the time, and at dinner time, a new team would come over to replace him, but now it seemed that it was better for them not to leave, after all, it was uncertain if the opponent would retaliate back in the evening.

"Let the brothers work hard tonight, just stay in the position, I will say to the boss and give everyone a repaid battle allowance!"

And it turned out to be just as the team leader expected, just as the British in the camp were about to eat and drink, reinforcement helicopters from the Shadow Company also flew into the camp, and they brought a second team and two base spare ammunition, and just as the helicopter flew over the camp, the pilot saw a flash of fire in the distance.

“？”

"What's that?"

Just as the driver was about to give the co-pilot directions, the whistling sound of cannonballs rubbing against the air came from the sky, and then a small dirt bag on the outside of the camp seemed to suddenly expand, spewing dirt and black smoke.

Then, the shouts of the commander of the second squad were heard from the cabin.

"Mortar!"