The Vietnamese troops who came to try to occupy the nameless highland finally recognized the failure. In order not to be completely wiped out by the Chinese team, these guys chose to escape.

The Vietnamese's armored vehicles have begun to accelerate, and the Vietnamese tanks have also turned around. They do not care about the rockets attacking from behind and fleeing on the way in.[]

There were not many Vietnamese soldiers living in the parking position of Vietnamese cars on the battlefield. Most of them climbed onto tanks or armored vehicles. The armored vehicles were much more flexible than tanks. This guy had increased his maximum horsepower as if he was burning his butt. On this rugged and extended road, Zhang Qingfang could only watch it leave.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wen Feng fired three shots angrily and killed two Vietnamese who jumped onto the tank. Then he stood up with his eyes wide open, because if the Vietnamese army was just letting them escape back like this, he would never be willing.

"What should I do? We don't have anti-tank weapons! Are you still going to the highway to blast mines? I don't have mines on my body, and I don't know if they have bayonets, but even if it's too late to blast mines now! The danger is too great!"

Standing in the night wind, watching the fat meat in his mouth leave like this, Wenfeng would not be willing to do so. His mind was spinning rapidly. At this time, how much he wished he had an anti-tank launcher or a small steel cannon in his hand, so he would never let the Vietnamese army escape.

However, there was no if on the battlefield. Although Wen Feng hated him, he could only watch the Vietnamese armored vehicles getting closer and closer to them. What was infuriating was that even if they could kill all the Vietnamese soldiers outside, it was purely a waste to hit the armored vehicles.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, even though Wen Feng did not shoot, the soldiers on the enemy tank were shot down one by one. Although they were also snipers, it was obvious that Tiedan and Wen Feng had completely different styles. Tiedan was a very silent person, and there was not much to say. This was a really iron-blooded soldier trained by the war.

At least when I saw Tiedan, Wen Feng felt that he saw a stone for the first time.

Wen Feng's shooting skills were practiced in C. He entered this industry for most of the time just for excitement and entertainment, so he could not imagine that people could spare no expense for a target like a poisonous snake.

But Wen Feng felt that this iron egg that looked like a stone must be fine.

As depicted in future movies and TV, a detached sniper killer, in order to snipe a target, even if he stays in the desert for seven days and seven nights, he doesn't care whether he bites the snake or invades them. Everything is just to complete the task.

After thirty-three years, Wen Feng would think this was a joke, but when he saw Tiedan, he didn't dare to say it was a joke anymore, because this person gave Wen Feng the feeling that patience and perseverance had reached the level of rocks.

But it is precisely because of this reason that it attracted the attention and wonder of the literary style.

Logically speaking, it is rare for snipers like Tiedan to use continuous bullets to shoot the enemy continuously. A real sniper is strong, decisive and has super endurance. They will never continue to attack for a while, so as to expose their own hiding.

But at this moment, Tiedan has been doing these things, which gives Wen Feng the feeling that Tiedan seems to be able to kill all the enemy tanks and the Vietnamese troops on the periphery of the armored vehicles in one go. Why is this?

With this question in mind, Wen Feng finally faced Tiedan's actions. He felt that he might have forgotten something, or that he had initially integrated into the team, and there might be something he didn't notice, so he subconsciously began to observe the route of Tiedan's shooting.

The Vietnamese soldiers on the tank were completely scared by Tiedan's sniper. The living people began to move their bodies desperately on the tank. Of course, the brave ones also began to counterattack in the direction of Tiedan's shooting. Wen Feng glanced at the tank and found nothing unusual. He smiled disdainfully at the Vietnamese who were leaning towards him. Although these people are fine now, Wen Feng knew that they must not go back alive, because as long as they judged what Tiedan was doing, he would launch an attack.

But what is the purpose of Tiedan? Oh, and Lin Hao?

Lin Hao suddenly rushed to Highway 10 and attracted Wen Feng's attention. He was running quickly with the Vietnamese armored vehicles and was constantly firing at the Vietnamese armored vehicles. In addition to being lucky enough to knock down a Vietnamese army hanging outside the vehicle, most of the bullets responded to the metal impact of the bangbang. He was obviously wasting his spoils, or was attracting machine guns on the Vietnamese armored vehicles to attack him?

By the way, attract machine guns from armored vehicles to attack him?!

There is another person? The third brother? Where is he?

Wen Feng's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that he might have discovered the key to the problem. He immediately turned around and a black shadow suddenly flashed by on one side of the road. The figure made Wen Feng feel very familiar.

That's the third brother! It's so crazy. When did this kid seem to be only one step away from the Vietnamese armored vehicles and tanks?

The third brother?!Why is he there? Aren’t he afraid of discovering the tanks and armored vehicles of the Vietnamese army?

A figure immediately appeared in Wen Feng's mind. The third brother gave him a very deep impression. Because they missed many tasks, neither of them even said a few words.

He was a young soldier about 23 or 24 years old, about 1.75 meters tall. When facing his writing style, he always had a smiling face and then looked like he was waiting for orders at any time.

What impressed Wen Feng the most was that the third brother seemed to have thick eyebrows, which always made him feel like he was frowning. Then when his sleeves were rolled up, Wen Feng remembered that there seemed to be a big scar on his arm. The scar was strange to think about it now, and it gave people the feeling that something wrapped his arms and burned, with obvious burns or scalds.

"Does the third brother have a way to destroy Vietnamese tanks and armored vehicles? Tiedan and Lin Hao are both covering him?"

Seeing this scene, a light flashed through Wen Feng's mind. Perhaps only this answer can understand why Lin Hao and Tiedan became so desperate in an instant. Originally, this was not their style.

Bang bang bang bang!

Thinking of this, Wen Feng could no longer bear it. He suddenly found that the third brother was carefully passing through a grass and suddenly attracted the attention of the two Vietnamese troops on the tank. A bullet hit him, causing the third brother to roll in the grass and then to fall.

The danger faced by the third brother made Wen Feng feel a little guilty. He suddenly realized that being called too independent in the CS's "Blasting Commando" was too independent and it was really not unreasonable to ignore the group's combat. Before this, he had been thinking that Lin Hao and the others would cooperate with him in the battle, but he had never thought that perhaps everyone in their team had their own expertise. At the right time, the right place, he should also cooperate with his teammates to complete the task unconditionally...

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