From the sniper attacker to the Golden Retriever, the place where they are hiding is actually not far, about 400 meters or so.

It's not that snipers don't want to pull a longer distance, but this is already the limit of the third generation of infrared night vision devices, which are expensive.

On the sand, without the vehicle, the speed of the two people running is not fast.

Can't be faster, but don't dare, a quick dash will only greatly deplete the physical strength of the two, and it will not be of the slightest benefit to the battle that will be involved in a while, even if you are anxious, you can't mess up, this experienced bayonet knows very well.

When they were less than 100 meters away from the golden retriever, the bayonet suddenly whispered: "Don't cross the oil pipeline for a while, the pipeline can hide you well." ”

With that, he rushed out quickly with the captured G36.

Wang Zhen took a deep breath, kept his speed on his waist, and looked in all directions, he always felt that the enemy would increase his troops.

Until he got close to the oil pipeline, the imaginary enemy did not appear, Wang Zhen couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, perhaps, things were not as bad as he thought.

Half-squatting on the ground, HK416 on a 50-centimeter-thick oil pipeline, most of the upper body was covered, only half of the head was exposed, Wang Zhen took a long breath, did not shoot blindly to expose himself, but through the scope, carefully stared at the enemy.

Because the Golden Retriever demanded that the bayonet and Wang Zhen need to cut into the battlefield from the direction of 11 o'clock to cover the retreat, so when Wang Zhen is closest to the enemy at 2 o'clock, the distance is about 150 meters, but this is still beyond his range.

He has always been training for close-range combat, with an accurate range of no more than 100 meters, but under the current circumstances, he is not given the opportunity to put the enemy closer at all, and the golden retrievers are already under great pressure.

Through AP/PAS-23, only a thin pale white object can be seen at 2 o'clock on the ground, and the enemy lies in a small recess of slightly undulating sand, with no angle of fire at all.

"King, take your seat, Golden Retriever, prepare to break through!" Wang Zhen changed HK416 to single-shot mode and said softly in the communication channel.

As soon as Wang Zhen's words fell, the white figure representing the bayonet in front of him suddenly jumped up from the sand, and quickly rushed towards the enemy in the direction of 2 o'clock, without communication, Wang Zhen instantly understood the intention of the bayonet, which was to attract the enemy's fire and create an opportunity for him to kill the enemy.

The bayonet is specialized in close-range combat, and the accuracy range is too low, and there is no room for use in this environment, so it can only create opportunities for others in a desperate way.

For this, the bayonet is not at all wrong, and now who is not desperate, and the shovel is not desperate just now.

Looking at the action of the bayonet, Wang Zhen didn't think so, gritted his teeth and didn't shout to stop the bayonet, he understood the idea of the bayonet, although this guy was a little stupid, but he was actually very proud.

Now was not the time to hesitate, what he should have done was to live up to the opportunity created by the bayonet.

Staring wide-eyed, staring at the little bit of white in the scope, the 100-meter zero cross flower locked onto the ground in front of the white dot.

The bayonet suddenly sprinted at high speed, and the enemy, of course, would not look at it, so he grabbed the gun and raised his upper body slightly and aimed over.

"Dada"

"Dada"

"Da!"

A continuous burst of gunfire rang out in the desert.

The picture seems to freeze at this moment, and the bayonet rolls sideways.

The head of the man who shot up was raised backwards, and an M855 steel-core armor-piercing bullet hit the opponent's helmet, bursting a piercing hole in the front and back.

"Let's go!" With a shout, Wang Zhen's muzzle was slightly adjusted by about 2 degrees, aiming at another person in the direction of 2 o'clock, and the "da" shot was another shot, and the bullet hit the sand with a poof.

After all, it is not an accurate shooter, and without a long period of aiming, accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all.

In fact, even the poet, an elite precision shooter, cannot guarantee that he will hit quickly in this environment and at this distance, but Wang Zhen is in a hurry!

But even if it didn't hit, the frightened other party rolled out with a gun.

The second bullet chased another target.

Without considering dodging, Wang Zhen's gun in his hand alternated back and forth, and the man with that face had no time to care about the sickle team.

The bayonet was holding the ground with one hand, covering his stomach with the other, and his right chest, just in order to attract the opponent to fire at him, after all, the evasion action was slow, and he was hit by two bullets in a row.

One hit on the right chest and the other on the stomach.

The good news is that the body armor is worthy of its high price, the 5.56 bullets used by the enemy cannot penetrate the body armor at all, and there are four spare magazines that Wang Zhen has just picked up in the stomach, and one magazine has been blocked, which has somewhat helped.

Got up, the bayonet turned around and rushed towards the golden retriever, the shovel was seriously injured, and there was an M72 bazooka on the ground that the bayonet had taken out before, only he was the most suitable to bring it, and he might be able to save his life at a critical moment!

It's just that this time I rushed out, I don't know if I can be so lucky.

On the other side, hearing Wang Zhen's voice, the golden retriever, the poet, and the donkey got up and shot at the same time, 3 against 4, at this time, it was courage to fight, and the sickle team never lacked courage.

The shovel climbed up with his right hand on the ground, his left arm drooped, and his right hand lifted the M240, which weighed 14 kilograms, and turned around and ran.

Running out for more than 30 meters, the bayonet crossed him sideways, rushed out, picked up the dropped M72 on the ground, turned around and rushed back.

"Give it to me!"

The shovel was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood, wearing 13 kg of body armor, carrying 3 100-round C-Mag drums, plus a machine gun weighing 14 kg and other fragments, the weight was close to more than 60 catties, and it was impossible to run far.

The shovel did not ink, handed the machine gun to the bayonet, and the speed suddenly increased.

The two rushed to a position not far from Wang Zhen, and the shovel shouted, "Gun!" ”

The bayonet immediately pulled the M240's own bipod and put it on the ground, the shovel lay down, raised the butt with one hand, clamped it around the neck, and immediately began to strafe "Da Da Da" and "Da Da Da".

"Golden Retriever, withdraw!" The bayonet also set up the G36, don't care if it's accurate or not, let's talk about it.

Receiving support from behind, the poet was the first to get up and rush out to the side and rear, more than 40 meters after defense, half-squatting, setting up a gun, "Withdraw!" ”

"Bang!" With a shot, a guy who was chasing after him with a cat's waist was stunned and planted diagonally.

Hit by a 7.62 armor-piercing projectile, it was useless to wear body armor, and if you don't die, you lose the ability to pursue.

The golden retriever and the donkey jumped up at the same time and began to retreat, Wang Zhen readjusted the gun back to the burst mode, and "Da Da" and "Da Da" began to shoot to replenish the firepower.

The left arm of the shovel was injured, the accuracy was greatly reduced, and the shovel and bayonet also had a much higher hit rate than the average American GI in this environment, but the high was useless.

How many rounds of bullets does it take for a normal GI to destroy an enemy on the battlefield?

According to the German "Stuttgart Zeitung", on the battlefield in Iraq, the US military has consumed more than 250,000 rounds of bullets to destroy an enemy.

The real main force is still the poet, and Wang Zhen cooperates.

Alternately covered, retreated, and the gunfire on the battlefield quickly became intense.

Just when Wang Zhen thought that the enemy really had no other manpower, and the enemy only had 5 people, they would most likely be able to arrive at the temporary rest point safely, and then rely on the rest point to hold on until the support arrived.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

Several bullets were fired from the side and rear into the nearby sand and oil pipelines.

"Fack, be careful!"

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