Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter seven hundred and twentieth

Qi Tianlin didn't even shoot. He held a rifle and leaned against the tree, vigilantly watching one corner for his subordinates, preventing the other party from scattering formations and surrounding them, and could watch another face with one point.

In the past few years of training, Qi Tianlin and his team have become so skilled that they can form corresponding formations and patterns based on the actual combat conditions and terrain without any additional communication.

Just as Zhuge Kongming once said that combat is nothing more than deception and anti-deception. In the final analysis, all strategies are to confuse the other party, misjudgment the situation and make wrong decisions, and then use the advantages you gained in this process to launch an attack.

The purpose of Qi Tianlin's horizontal pull is to relax the opponent's vigilance and to show the formation before his attack line. This form of flanking longitudinal shooting has the highest kill rate and hit rate.

Rebel commanders with different military ranks were given priority to being shot dead. The African army had this characteristic. The commander especially liked to hang medals on his body, and emphasized the difference between himself and the soldiers. Therefore, when facing Western troops who were accustomed to taking the lead first, the commander's loss rate was very high. Qi Tianlin's rifle was mentioned on his chest, but he still put it down, because all the rebels who were pursuing him were completely attracted by the flanking firepower, and he was panicked and planned to hide. The starting point of the attack was exactly between several trees. Some soldiers collided together in a panic, trying to compete for the concealment of the same tree, which could block the head and could not stop it. Accurate shooting would not miss these opportunities at all, and there were wailing everywhere!

The large number of ambush made the rebels behind turn around and flee like frightened birds. Qi Tianlin was not bloodthirsty, but only cared about the leader and quickly climbed up the branches beside him. Because the forests with the climate of the African savanna climate are not as dense as tropical rainforests, and the branches and leaves are also relatively sparse. Qi Tianlin climbed the high point and saw that about three hundred meters away, a group of people were evacuating about three hundred meters away. The rebels had been fighting guerrillas in central and northern Africa in the past two years, and the military commander also went to the battlefield, but the rank of general with tassels was still too eye-catching.

Because a large part of the guards who followed the general were mobilized to fire with Qi Tianlin's personal guards, there were fewer close-fitting people, and finally exposed the figure. Qi Tianlin quickly pulled the rifle on his shoulders, without the shooting skills of the sniper rifle. He just aimed briefly and fired two consecutive shots, constantly shooting two consecutive shots!

Because the automatic rifle shooting exceeds two, three, three, four hundred meters is a certain accident, neither bullets nor barrel trajectory are suitable for super accurate shooting. Rather than changing guns, it is better to use this method of constantly correcting one's own shooting down point to kill quickly. Well, it is similar to the way Xiang Zuo and Ji Dongyang sneaked into the tribal armed forces in Yemen.

But the Masada, a long-barrel carefully crafted by Magsim, is obviously different from other rifles. Qi Tianlin himself used this method because of lack of confidence. However, with two consecutive shots in the second point, he hit the general accurately!

His shooting speed was too fast. When the first two consecutive shots hit a close-fitting guard next to him, he did not hear the gunshot. The strange headshot exploded, blood and white thick paste directly splashed on the people around him. The general who was closest to him was not spared. The hot liquid exploded silently on his face. The general who had always been legendary was still tyrannical. The general who had experienced many killing scenes had solidified for a moment. It was precisely this pause. The second two consecutive shots came, directly hitting the chest and the neck. The terrifying wound with a size of a cup was the effect of tearing it out after the bullet rolled over. He had to cover the wound with his black and shiny hands and fell down weakly!

Qi Tianlin's hand did not stop, but in fact he was a little inertial. He himself did not expect that his fingers could not stop. A series of shootings were all concentrated around the general. Several attempts to lean up and pull the general or do other actions were directly knocked down by Qi Tianlin!

Qi Tianlin's body is leaning against a thick trunk. His left elbow is placed on the tree as a filling pad. The human body is not as good as a tripod in any case. This is agreed in the photography industry. The same is true for sniper or long-distance accurate shooting. Even if it is placed on the tree, it can reduce a lot of shaking.

The shooting at the back end continued with a thirty round magazine. Qi Tianlin's eyes never left his triple scope and looked at the scene that seemed to have become the Shura hell. He changed the magazine with his left hand and slapped the empty store to hang up the machine. The rifle was loaded but he did not continue to shoot again. His purpose had been achieved, and there was no need to continue to kill. The rest of the things were done by the rest.

The walkie-talkie reported: "The target has been shot dead, I want to confirm. Please pay attention to cleaning the battlefield, safety is the first priority." After receiving the response, he began to jump over the tree canopy and lean over...

This kind of battlefield cleaning is extremely careful. It is not possible for a person who pretends to be dead or injured to suddenly shoot. In the war between China and Vietnam, many soldiers sacrificed unnecessary sacrifices when they win the victory. This is a very important training subject in the PMC. PMC without psychological barriers is always checked from a distance. If you have some doubts, just add a few shots. Only when you are completely sure of safety will you slowly move forward.

The battle in the dense forest was coming to an end and no one surrounded it. That was something that rookies did. Each group alertly released the vanguard Xiao Hei and moved forward. Gurkha, who had opened the distance, focused on watching Xiao Hei around. Maimati and others replaced the grenade launcher and first shot one or two in the approximate direction of the battlefield. On the one hand, it effectively killed the living, and on the other hand, it was also a psychological shock. The pressure brought by explosion and shooting was completely different.

Qi Tianlin could hear such a message on the walkie-talkie. He did not look back and focused on his own affairs. He quickly approached the woods that were actually on the other hillside. He approached the body of the rebel general who was shot to death. He also looked at it one by one with a magnification rifle scope from afar. He confirmed that there were two places that were still squirming and struggling, so he shot and shot directly to fix it. One to eliminate his own danger and the other to help the other party get rid of it. He did not think that the wounded were of such a situation and the other to free him.

But there was only one thing that he kept, and that was the general who should have breathed a sigh of relief!

People have a strong desire to survive. Killing a person is sometimes easy and sometimes difficult. Qi Tianlin's bloody hands have really lost many lives. Among them, they have encountered various situations. Some people die with one bullet and one hammer, and they die completely without pain. Some people are still breathing after being shot. These two situations are common in criminal murder cases in normal society. The general in front of them belongs to the latter.

Qi Tianlin jumped over, at least for ten minutes. The shot on his chest should have been left in his chest from front to back, but the shot on his neck broke open, maybe it did not hurt the nerves, maybe it did not hurt the aorta, the general was still conscious and could barely reach out to hold his wounds. A pair of white dead fish eyes were particularly eye-catching on the brown-black face. The extremely short black slightly curly hair common to Africans, with a shallow beard, obviously taking care of it carefully. Although he came to fight with the soldiers, his face was obviously a bit bloated and obese and double chin, and there was still a common wealthy attitude of the African ruling class. Qi Tianlin even saw a simple carriage like a sliding rod in Shudu among the surrounding bodyguards. Maybe most of the time he was carried away by his subordinates.

I wanted to speak, but with just one effort, bubbles would appear in the blood between my fingers. The bubbles of blood were sticky. Qi Tianlin first took out his smartphone and called out the photo provided by the Frenchman to compare it. Thanks to the frequent jammed Yaya and others in recent years, they still had the ability to distinguish the appearance of black people. It was indeed the Miskin. Qi Tianlin and his men had already completed the task of rushing into the forest. After taking a few photos, he put away his phone, pulled the assault rifle under his armpit, and prepared to kill the target.

The guy who had been trying to speak finally spoke with difficulty regardless of the increasing number of bubbles in his throat: "French people... save me, I am...French..."

Qi Tianlin smiled and shook his head, pressing the rifle to the other party's head: "I guess you are also the French who are supporting the trouble behind the back. I'm sorry, it was the French who revealed your news to us. You are sold out of use..." After that, he pulled the trigger. The rifle shook slightly and two yellow shells popped up. This general who was still in the central and northern regions was taken away. The warhead only left a black bullet hole on his forehead. Now some red and white liquid was turned out, and the vegetation behind it was immediately polluted.

Qi Tianlin confirmed that there were corpses around him, so he took off his rifle and put them at hand. He began to quickly clean up the bodies of the corpses. There was no satellite phone, no map, and his wallet was not much money. This guy who had not seized power had indeed not been able to collect much property, but Qi Tianlin unexpectedly found a whole bag of diamonds in a skin on his waist!

He suddenly remembered that Feizhong is actually the 13th largest diamond production site in the world. Many rebels and anti-government armed forces use diamonds as hard currency. And you should know that Feizhong is the smallest in the 13th ranking, with a very rich content.

Qi Tianlin weighed it and glanced. Thanks to Anne's teachings, he is not the rough embryo that he only knew whether to shine or not when he was holding a bag of diamonds. Although the quality is not as good as the bag he used to be, it is obviously larger in quantity and size. Although the proportion of gems in it is not high, because it is a rough diamond and is a bit rough, it is definitely valuable. Therefore, every attack by the colonists will be covered with blood and wealth, and I am not deceiving others.

Qi Tianlin planned to turn around and split up with his own people...
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next