The strongest soldier

Five sniper bullets, all shot out in one breath, the guns biting the flesh, two-thirds of the pursuers fell to the ground, all of them were killed with one shot, no one was spared, facing the top sniper at a distance of 300 meters Shooting, and in an unobstructed situation, no one can be spared, and there is not even time to react.

With a "click", a magazine was skillfully replaced by everyone, and the bullets were fired again. Cold murderous intent burst out, and they unabashedly pounced on the pursuers ahead.

Hundreds of people were killed by snipers in just one breath. The pursuers were shocked and fell to the ground one after another, not daring to take the lead. As a result, everyone had fewer shooting opportunities. The battlefield is like this. Opportunities are fleeting and must be grasped. If you keep it, you will gain a lot, and it will be difficult to miss it. If the magazine has more bullets, and there is no need to change the magazine for a second or two, everyone is confident that you can kill more enemies.

Life and death are on the line on the battlefield, and it would be a pity if you miss it. However, it is worth it to deal with so many enemies at once. The mountain eagle stared coldly at the enemies lying motionless in front of it, snorted disdainfully, and said in a deep voice: "These bastards think they'll be fine if they just stay still and wait for rescue. Brothers, teach them how to fight. Prepare grenades. Listen to my command and kill—!"

Each person whizzed away with a grenade, condescendingly throwing it far away. The grenade exploded in the air at a height of two or three meters away from the enemy. Fragments flew everywhere, followed by desperate screams, heartbreaking. It was like a lung, filled with endless panic.

The fragments of the airborne explosion flew everywhere in an irregular manner, and most of them flew downwards with a sonic boom that broke through the air. The threat was greater than the explosion on the ground. The enemies were blown up as if it was the end of the world, and they turned around and ran away. They worked hard, wishing that their ribs would grow wings. Everyone laughed when they saw this scene. Without waiting for Luo Zheng to start, they quickly shot and killed one by one. The bullets flew away, forming terrifying air currents in the void. .

"Plop - Plop" More people were shot and fell to the ground. They died before they even had time to scream. There was no possibility of survival after being hit by sniper bullets at close range. Many of them had blood holes as big as a ripe watermelon on their bodies. Some even had their bodies beaten into two pieces.

An enemy was shot in the thigh, and the entire leg was torn off. Blood flowed wildly. He rushed forward two steps on one leg, fell heavily to the ground, screamed, and kept rolling. The blood stained the ground red. After a while, he died of life, his arteries and blood vessels were interrupted, and it was difficult for gods to save him.

"Charge up, kill -" Seeing that the enemy was gone, the mountain eagle roared angrily, picked up the sniper rifle and held it flat on his shoulder, hunched his body and rushed down the hillside. When he saw the surviving enemy, he shot again, and the others also jumped. Get up and rush down. At this moment, everyone turns into a god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy.

The surviving enemies were frightened. They held their guns high and shouted for mercy. They knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. Mountain Eagle saw that these people really had no fighting spirit and were not easy to kill. More importantly, they felt that these people Already scared to death, putting it back could affect the enemy's morale, so he immediately ordered: "Stop shooting and clean the battlefield."

"Yes." Everyone didn't understand why Shandiao let these prisoners go, but the military order was as strong as the mountain, and no one questioned it.

"Translator, tell them to put down their guns and go back, quickly." The mountain eagle roared in a deep voice.

The translator who came with the mountain eagle was stunned by everyone's terrifying fighting power. He didn't fire a single shot from the beginning to the end. He couldn't help but trembled when he heard the shouts. He quickly reacted and roared a few local dialects excitedly. , the prisoners looked at the translator suspiciously, and when they heard the translator impatiently uttering a few more patois, these people quickly put down their weapons, spread their legs and rushed down the mountain, for fear of being shot in the dark.

The remaining prisoners ran far away in a short time, much faster than when they came in, and kept shouting something. Seeing that the prisoners had left and there was no longer a threat, the mountain eagle immediately asked everyone to clean the battlefield and take away everything that could be used. The translator was called and asked, "What are they shouting?"

"Devil, they are calling devil." The translator said with some embarrassment. It is indecent to be called a devil after all. The translator was a little worried that the mountain eagle would go crazy.

However, when the mountain eagle heard this, he laughed excitedly and said, "It is our honor to be turned into a devil by the enemy. It means that the enemy is completely afraid. There is no need to worry about the frightened enemy. Brothers, hurry up."

"Understood." Everyone agreed excitedly.

"Why?" The translator looked at the mountain eagle with some confusion and asked.

"They will definitely talk about us when they go back, and even add insult to injury. What do you think the frightened enemies will say? They will definitely say how terrible we are, and they will help us promote our military power for free. How great, and more importantly, other things. The enemy will also be confused and afraid, which will affect the enemy's morale." Shandiao laughed.

"That makes sense. So you let them go on purpose?" The translator was not stupid. He reacted and smiled in admiration.

"It's useless to kill them. Keeping them is more useful to us. Why kill them?" The mountain eagle smiled nonchalantly. Seeing that the brothers had almost cleaned up, he immediately shouted: "Brothers, go back to the top of the mountain and continue to lurk. I'll Let’s see what the enemy wants to do next?”

"What else can they do, except build a bridge? Without tanks, what can they do to threaten us?" a brother shouted excitedly.

"That's not necessarily true. There are also helicopters." Another brother reminded.

"It makes sense. The enemy helicopter may have already taken off. Brothers, spread out immediately. The fifth team is preparing for air defense. The view here is wide and the terrain is flat. We can't outrun the enemy with two legs. We might as well save our physical strength to kill the enemy. We don't Run away and dig foxholes on the spot, quickly." The mountain eagle shouted in a deep voice and made a quick decision.

It is impossible for a person to outrun a helicopter. Instead of expending physical strength and being chased, it is better to hide in place and dig trenches for air defense. It is hard to say whether we can defend against it. However, we have portable anti-aircraft missiles, so it is not impossible for everyone to fight. People agreed and went to the top of the mountain to take action.

"You go too. If you don't know how to dig, it's up to us." The mountain eagle looked at the translator and warned him, just like this, if there is an accident, how to contact the locals? With that said, he found a place to dig.

The folding engineering shovel is extremely sharp and can easily cut off a person's neck, flatten the head, and dig into the soft soil. Everyone knows that time is tight and digs hard. However, just after digging for a while, they heard something in the distance. Hearing the roar of helicopter propellers, they couldn't help but be horrified. They all raised their heads and followed the sound.