Yellow-green steppes.

Da-da-da-da

Heavy machine-gun sounds rang out one after another, stopping here and starting again.

The grass was torn apart by a storm of bullets, and in some places it was even ignited, emitting black smoke.

"Raid in groups and entangle each other as much as possible. ”

A low, powerful voice rang out from behind the gun-wielding soldiers.

"Yes. ”

The gunfire stopped, and groups of soldiers scattered into several squads in groups of five groped their way in all directions.

The man in command had short white hair, wore a slim black leather trench coat, and had a grim face, his eyes hidden under dark triangular sunglasses.

He had a strong figure and a cold and quiet momentum, like a cold stone pillar standing in place, indestructible and unshaken.

He was Garon's most effective assistant besides the bald head, Jay Bencourt.

This mature-looking young man was actually less than twenty years old, and he might even be younger than Garon. He has been a young soldier since he was a child, and his hair turned gray due to malnutrition in his early years, and now he is too old to recuperate.

Later, after being taught the secret technique of projection by Garon, he developed a crazy admiration for Garon, and after a series of tests, he truly became Garon's right-hand man and joined the Nighthawk.

"He didn't have bullets, no food, and he didn't dare to light a fire, otherwise the smoke would reveal his tracks. A glasses-fitting officer next to Jay whispered.

"I exchanged shots with him just now, but unfortunately I have body armor on me. And he didn't. With the smell of blood, he couldn't run far. Jay nodded.

He said as he opened the inside of his trench coat. Skillfully removing the scattered parts from the inside, and then quickly assembling the parts, a white pistol with a scope was quickly formed in his hands.

With the pistol activated, Jay's hand shook.

Bang!!

An empty meadow on the right was struck by a single shot. An earthy yellow figure suddenly rolled there, and he ran away.

Jay didn't have time to say more, and he also chased after him.

Shoot while running with a gun in hand.

Bang bang bang!

Each shot hit the man's feet with precision, but each time it was just one hit. The moment before he was about to focus on the other party, that guy was able to jump away in an irregular direction in violation of the abruptness of the dynamics.

"Counter-power evasion?" a sneer tugged at the corner of Jay's mouth. He jerked out a white pistol from his waist again.

Bullets were instantly doubled.

Boom!!

A flash of fire exploded in front of the man, it was a grenade!

There are soldiers who budget the general direction in advance. Throw a grenade just over it.

Both of them were shocked by the earthquake at the same time, and they rolled to the left almost at the same time.

The man slammed off the strafing of machine-gun bullets, splashing a large amount of yellow dirt,

And where Jay was originally standing, there was a boom, and there was actually a trap mine.

The gunfire stopped. Weeds and dirt smoke obscured the view for the time being. In the distance, the soldiers stopped firing for fear of accidentally injuring Jay. They had tried this crazy ammunition-consuming strafing countless times before, but to no avail.

The two crouched in the smoke and grass, and neither could see anyone.

Jay clutched his left arm, which was charred and rubbed to the edge by the force of the explosion. He held the gun in one hand, sweat oozing slightly from his forehead.

Gently, he hooked up a small stone with his foot, with a force.

Small stones flew up suddenly. Falling in weeds more than a meter away.

Syllable.

The sound was so faint that it was hard to hear in the wind.

Bang!

Jay jerked to the right. The original position suddenly burst into a cloud of loess, which was the sputter of a bullet hitting the ground.

"Just by the sound and direction of the stone landing, you can instantly reverse my approximate position?"

There was a hint of war intent in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've met such a tough opponent"

The pistol flicked and clicked three times in a row.

Bang bang bang!

The grass where he shot just now, the other two places of the ruins that he guessed did not move, and it was obvious that he did not catch the other party's tail.

Jay decisively shifted his position after shooting, and a red cross faintly appeared in his right eye at this time, which seemed to be a raised cross vessel, and it seemed to be some kind of vague imprint.

The cross mark is right in the center of the pupil of the eye.

This is the projective secret technique, and when he turned on the projection, he has much higher perception, agility and reflexes than usual at this time. The slightest movement around him could not escape his control.

But he had a feeling that the other party didn't seem to be much worse than him, and even if he opened the secret technique, he couldn't grasp the other party's accurate whereabouts.

He turned over and stood up suddenly, and the pistol in his hand instantly connected to the point.

Bang bang!!

The gunfire continued, with a faint snort interspersed with it.

"Hit!" Jay smiled at the corner of his mouth. His legs quickly retreated, and the red cross in his eyes disappeared.

The team behind him has already set up a position.

A mobile mortar was erected.

In an instant, puffs of white smoke erupted from the muzzles of the cannons, and a dull sound of hitting the ground continued to sound.

Almost at the same time, on the meadow and hills not far away, the bright firelight suddenly exploded, and the waves splashed high with dirt.

"Find the target and snipe it directly. Jay leaned over and gave orders directly on the communication headset on his sunglasses and Eagle Eye.

"Understood. ”

"Attention, I shot him, immediately activated the tracking chip in the bullet, he couldn't escape. Jay commanded.

"I'm already checking the signal, don't worry. ”

"Jay, how's it going?" the voice in the headphones suddenly changed to Garon's deep, calm voice.

"Rapoo has been hit by me, and he can't escape. Jay replied in a low voice. "You can rest assured that our people are already checking the signals, combined with satellite scan monitoring, he"

"Be careful!!" a soldier slammed into him.

In a sharp whistling, boom!

In the crimson firelight. The soldier and Jay were blown away by the explosion at the same time.

"It's a helicopter!gunship!

Jay's head was dizzy and he got up from the ground.

I happened to see the air not far ahead, and three black helicopters appeared there at some point. Each of them is three times the size of a normal helicopter and is covered with rocket launchers, like hornet's nests. Two aviation machine guns were also mounted on the sides of the fuselage. Through the glass, you can see that the person inside the helicopter is manipulating the machine gun to aim at this side.

Those people were all wearing white uniforms and were supposed to be members of the unified organization.

"Hide! Hide!!" a voice shouted.

"Where's the fire thorns!?get them rid of me!" Jay shouted through Hawkeye.

Whoosh!

Two rockets flew towards the two helicopters with tail smoke in tow.

One of them was hit by a bullet and exploded in mid-air, and the other hit a helicopter with precision.

Boom!!

A puff of red flames exploded, and the center of the helicopter was directly blasted into a ball of fire. The entire fuselage was smashed directly into the ground crookedly, and it exploded completely with a bang.

"I'm coming!" Jay quickly ran back to the team's position, picking up an anti-weapon sniper from a soldier. He threw himself down, and his eyes lit up with a red cross again.

Barrel nudge, wind, deflection. Distance. obstacles, and all other factors, the data all flowed through Jay's mind.

The aiming position is located instantaneously.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound from the barrel.

In the distance, the helicopter exploded. Exploded into a fireball directly in the air, spinning and falling to the ground.

Its fuel tank was blown up by a shot penetration.

There is also the last one.

But at this time, it was too late, and the most rearly helicopter seemed to be frightened, and all the launches flew out of the brain, and a full six rockets flew in all directions, and the machine guns began to strafe the surroundings frantically.

The soldiers around the fight couldn't raise their heads for a while, and some people were directly swept by the extremely strong force. The body was broken into two sections.

If there are no anti-weapons and high-power firearms for this kind of war weapon, ordinary firearms will be completely ineffective against it. You can only be beaten passively.

"Hidden! hidden!!"

At that moment, a rocket rocket flew from the grass on the other side, drawing a straight line and hitting the helicopter.

Rumble!!

The last helicopter also exploded into a fireball and fell to the ground.

Far from his shoulder-fired rocket launcher, Garon stood on a camouflage SUV approaching at high speed, with a huge convoy behind him and a large number of heavily armed mercenaries sitting on it.

The bald head stood on Garon's right hand, and the ponytailed woman stood on his left hand, forming an arch posture.

The two sides quickly converged, and at this time the grassland was already lit with smoke and fire. Rapo's shadow has long been out of sight.

"Boss, he got a tracking bullet from me, and he can't run far!" Jay greeted him and saluted Garon respectfully.

"Everyone, carpet search!" Garon waved his hand, and all the convoys behind him stopped, and began to jump down in a squad, armed with guns, and searched in all directions under the arrangement of the elites.

"Give everyone a search command every ten minutes. Garon looked at the black-haired ponytail woman, who nodded.

Look at the three helicopters that crashed into the ground in the distance.

"It's all Russian heavy helicopters, bald, how many did you encounter just now?"

"Five, and more than a dozen elite special forces, it's very difficult to entangle. Among them are experts in mine pre-positioning and counter-surveillance. The bald head replied in a low voice.

"Good work. Garon nodded, "Do you know what kind of power they belong to?"

"It's the people of the White Phoenix, the Primary Colors have a huge dissatisfaction with our last mediation, thinking that it is a violation of the rules they have set, and now they have listed us Nighthawks as hunting targets, and these troops should have been sent by them. "A simple introduction to the bald head, the primary color white phoenix, as his former old club, is naturally still no stranger to now.

"The White Phoenix?" Garon narrowed his eyes. "That's a behemoth."

As one of the primary color war organizations, White Phoenix has an extremely formal mercenary agency, and even has a high-end mysterious power behind it, and its background is unfathomable.

"You can teach them a little lesson, but it's okay to target Bai Huang alone, it's not suitable to completely turn against them for the time being. Garon was afraid of the high-end strength of the Blood Clan. After seeing a part of the wizard's high-end power system, he had a certain sense of crisis in his heart about this mysterious and strange power system.

This system is completely different from what he has learned before. He couldn't even wipe his sleep and take precautions. (To be continued......)