The strongest soldier

The gray moonlight fell down and fell on the vast desert. It was dark inside the Tucheng. It looked like a monster in the empty sand valley. It was so dark that it was heart-stopping, and it was so quiet that it was terrifying. I don’t know when it started. A team They quietly moved to the east of Tucheng. The east wall had collapsed. There were ruins and scattered soil everywhere. Someone came to the collapsed place and poked his head out to look around. His cold eyes flashed with cold light. He observed for a long time. Did he see anything? At any movement, the man made a signal, and some armed men filed in and rushed out of the earthen city.

These armed men were all wearing white robes, but they were inconspicuous in this gray night. These people had their waists hunched, their weapons raised flat on their shoulders, and they were vigilantly searching everywhere. Nearly a hundred militants rushed out of Tucheng, forming five columns and rushing forward quickly, like five sharp knives.

These people rushed out for about 300 meters in one breath. Seeing that there was no danger, they squatted down and observed. The muzzles of their guns moved around, looking for targets. About 300 meters further ahead was the sand dune area. It was so quiet inside the dunes that they could not see anything. When there was any danger, one person ran forward for about a hundred meters and squatted down to observe. After a while, the person made a gesture to continue moving forward, and the teams behind them got up and rushed forward.

"Puff!" Suddenly, there was a slight sound in the quiet sand dunes ahead. It was the sound of a gun with a silencer. This slight sound was particularly abrupt and harsh in the quiet desert area. Someone immediately fell to the ground. , a direct headshot.

"Puff, puff, puff -" The gunshots in the sand dunes seemed to never stop. They kept pouring bullets, hitting the heads of the militants who rushed in front. The militants who rushed out did not mess up, but scattered one after another, lying down. He fell to the ground and fired back. Hundreds of people opened fire at the same time. Bullets rained like a net, lighting up the night sky. The bullets whizzed and hit the sand dunes. The gunshots on the sand dunes were much quieter.

At this time, more than a dozen militants stood up and charged forward, forming a column, as if they were charging with a big gun. Other militants behind them opened fire fiercely to cover. The people in the front of the sprinting team were killed, while those behind them turned a blind eye and continued. He rushed forward wildly, with a life-threatening attitude.

On a quiet sandy slope not far away, Luo Zheng held up a telescope and stared coldly at this scene. The telescope had a night vision function and could see this unit clearly. The enemy only had hundreds of people, so this small number of people could not cause any damage. How harmful it is. With the combat power of Jackson and others, coupled with the weapons with night vision function, it is not a big problem to block the attack of these people. Does the enemy have a back-up plan?

The battle was going on fiercely. Jackson led a dozen brothers scattered across the dunes, changing shooting positions from time to time. With his accurate marksmanship, he kept shooting at the enemies who were coming forward. All the dozen people who rushed forward fell to the ground in an instant. The enemy This tactic of small groups advancing forward and covering fire from the rear may be useful for others, but it will not work when it comes to troops with accurate marksmanship and well-equipped equipment.

Perhaps realizing this, the enemy took a few glances, divided into five, and rushed up from five different directions. They howled and screamed in a shockingly crazy way. The weapons in their hands even fired randomly at the sand dunes. This kind of The collective charge immediately caused Jackson's men to scramble, but they all gritted their teeth and persisted.

At this time, Luo Zheng saw five heavily armed snipers rushing out of Tucheng, wearing desert camouflage. Even their sniper rifles were camouflaged. He was shocked. If these five people were allowed to rush up, Jackson's men would be killed. Passive, he quickly shouted: "Zhou Yang, kill five snipers for me."

Zhou Yang is the person in charge of the remaining personnel of the Mountain Eagle Brigade. In order to assist Jackson, Luo Zheng mobilized ten snipers, led by Zhou Yang. The others were taken by the Mountain Eagle to hunt down the enemy reinforcements coming from the north. Zhou Yang was observing the enemy's situation, and his hands were itching for a long time. He was overjoyed when he heard the order, and shouted in a deep voice: "Understood, brothers, work in pairs, and work together to deal with one person, see who is faster, kill!"

"Yes." The sniper team responded in a deep voice. There were ten people in each team, and there were exactly five groups of two. Everyone quickly formed a team freely and locked onto the sniper who rushed up. Jackson was wearing the headphones given by Luo Zheng. Naturally, Hearing the call, he was overjoyed and shouted through his earphones: "Brothers, don't worry about the snipers appearing behind you. The friendly forces will take care of it. Kill them!"

"Puff, puff, puff!" The snipers and rifles sounded almost at the same time, forming a stream of deadly flames that rushed towards the target. In an instant, someone was knocked to the ground, but the advancing enemy had already rushed less than a hundred meters away from the sand dune. Mi's place, completely disregarding the loss of play style makes Jackson very passive.

Luo Zheng calmly observed the battle situation, not worried at all that this group of enemies could break out of the waves. He rushed from the two hundred meters to the one hundred meters, and had already lost one third. Going forward, the death rate would be even higher, even if After rushing to the sand dunes, only one-third, twenty or thirty people were left. Would Jackson and others be afraid? All the remaining enemies can be killed in direct hand-to-hand combat without dispatching the Snow Leopard brigade on standby.

"Kill--" Jackson also showed his blood and real fire. He screamed and ran, constantly pulling the trigger while moving. The bullets whizzed out one after another, creating terrifying death shock waves. , headshotting the enemy rushing in front. Seeing how hard Jackson hit him, the others also risked their lives and kept shooting with movement.

"Ta-ta-ta--" Seeing the enemy rushing up, Jackson's squad machine gun that had been hidden suddenly roared, and countless bullets roared out of the chamber, forming a barrage in the void, like the scythe of death, fiercely aimed at The enemy who rushed forward cut him down from the waist, like cutting leeks, and immediately brought down a large piece.

The enemies hit by the sudden appearance of machine guns fell down to hide, which inadvertently bought time for Jackson and others to counterattack. At this point in the battle, people were being shot and killed almost every second. The enemies may have realized that they couldn't rush forward. They all lay on the ground and fought back wildly. The bullets hit the dunes, splashing countless sand and stones flying. Although Jackson and others moved very fast, they were also afraid of stray bullets and evaded one after another.

Soon, the machine gun was silenced by a burst of fire from the enemy. It was impossible to see whether the machine gunner was alive or dead in the darkness. Jackson's eyes were splitting as he roared: "Assholes, brothers, do your best, kill me——!"

Kill——" More than a dozen soldiers roared and pulled the trigger hard at the enemy in front. Bullets roared away, tearing through the night sky, creating shining shock waves, and bullet casings popped out of the gun chamber. It landed on the sand with a dull sound, and the breath of death filled the air.