Four hundred and ninetieth chapters God of sniping
"The Russians are warlike, but there are not many top-notch mercenaries in the world. If not, they would not have been led by the United States thirty years ago."
Ling Xiao showed up lifelessly after Qu Wei and Xiong worked out, holding a bag of compressed biscuits in his hand and chewing them, "Mr. Ye has been gone for so long, why haven't you come back yet?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Ling. Brother Ye has already eliminated the American beret snipers and will join us soon."
Qu Wei chuckled and patted the black backpack on his waist, "Fortunately, those two Americans have food supplies with them, otherwise everyone would be hungry."
A group of berets had already consumed part of the compressed food, but their consumption was very small, apparently in preparation for the final attack at night.
Therefore, the remaining food reserves are very objective.
Qu Wei threw a pack of compressed biscuits to Xiong Jian, "Retreat!"
"yes."
The three of them turned and left.
"Bang!"
There was a soft sound from behind them. Xiong Jian covered his side in disbelief and shouted: "There is a sneak attack!"
Qu Wei reacted instantly, rolled around, raised his gun and fired at the sound with a continuous "Ta! Ta! Ta!"
Ling Xiao reacted faster, grabbed the injured Xiong Jian and hid behind a big tree.
"Da da da……"
On the other side of the forest, FNC responded with firepower, and the momentum was very fierce.
Qu Wei hid behind the bunker and was beaten so hard that he dared not show his face.
The armed special team on the opposite side took the initiative, and their burst shooting skills were very accurate. If the electric bullets were not very powerful, they might have been able to penetrate the trees they were hiding in.
Ling Xiao's face became extremely serious, and Xiong Jian's expression was equally solemn.
"Mr. Xiong, how is your injury?" Ling Xiao turned around and asked.
"Fortunately, I just scratched a piece of flesh, it's not a problem." Xiong Jian covered the wound and forced himself to grin.
Ling Xiao frowned, tore off Xiong Jian's armed uniform, and tapped around the wound a few times. The bleeding slowed down instantly.
"Mr. Xiong, the wound must be treated by Mr. Zhang Ze immediately, otherwise you will be eliminated if it bleeds too much."
Ling Xiao has already seen Zhang Ze's medical skills, and he is particularly good at trauma.
However, the opponent's firepower is too fierce now. If they retreat rashly, they will definitely be beaten into pieces.
Unexpectedly, after the other party fired a round of bullets, they immediately stopped and the woods became quiet again.
Qu Wei hid behind a big tree five meters away from them and made a gesture to Ling Xiao.
"Mr. Xiong, please wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."
Ling Xiao handed the compressed biscuit in Xiong Jian's hand, and then the muscles in his legs tightened and turned into a black phantom, disappearing into the bushes nearby.
Qu Wei immediately raised his gun and fired at the starting point of the firepower.
"Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta..."
Bullets continued to exit the barrel of the gun, and drops of bullets were scattered on the ground at Qu Wei's feet.
He did not shoot at a fixed point, but covered a range of seven or eight meters of bushes on the opposite side.
After firing out more than a dozen bullets in a row, Qu Wei retracted the gun tip and carefully listened to the movement on the other side.
Just now, he was just trying to cover Ling Xiao's actions, and had no intention of solving the opponent's problem.
Moreover, since the opponent has stopped shooting, it is very likely that he has moved his position. Even if he is hit by a stray bullet, his vitals will not be hurt.
"It depends on Mr. Ling!"
Qu Wei took a deep breath and quickly turned to Xiong Fitness, "Old Xiong, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xiong Jian lost a lot of blood and turned pale. "Mr. Ling knows acupuncture and has helped me temporarily stop the bleeding."
"That's good." Qu Wei carried Xiong Jian, moved back more than ten meters, and placed him behind a large bluestone.
"Old Xiong, I'm going to pick up Mr. Ying Ling. Is there any problem with you being here alone?"
"Don't worry, as long as it's not FNC, no one can get close to me!" Xiong Jian nodded, took out a few flying knives in his hand, and smiled firmly.
Qu Wei patted Xiong Jian on the shoulder, turned around and ducked into the bushes.
He returned to the open space where the fire was exchanged just now, found a position to hide, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ling, how is the situation over there?"
"The other party was injured a little, and I'm following the blood stains now." Ling Xiao's voice was very calm, "Captain Qu, there are two people on the other side. However, I only see traces of one person so far, so you should pay attention to the ambush around you."
"Okay." Qu Wei smiled faintly and tightened the fnc in his hand, "As long as he dares to come, I will beat him into a sieve!
Mr. Ling, you must be careful not to extend the front line too long."
"Well, I know the importance." Ling Xiao nodded, "Mr. Ye hopes that we can get more firepower equipment. If we have two FNCs, our Eagle Eagle will definitely be able to advance smoothly!"
"It would be best if you can win another one. However, if you still can't chase your opponent within two hundred meters, don't hold on any longer."
"good."
Afterwards, the two ended the communication.
Qu Wei held the gun and carefully watched the movement of the nearby vegetation.
Just when he was concentrating.
Suddenly, there was a hot roar from the back of my head!
"No, that person has been hiding behind me from the beginning!"
Qu Wei's expression suddenly changed.
He was also so unlucky that he had no choice but to hide in front of the enemy. He looked left and right, but he didn't notice the danger behind him.
Qu Wei made a quick decision, jumped up, and rolled away in front of the bushes.
A ball of red light flashed away in his peripheral vision, and then with a light movement of his hand, FNC was knocked away by the opponent's punch and hit the rocks next to him, breaking into several pieces.
"Damn it!"
Qu Wei was stunned.
The armed equipment that he finally snatched was scrapped like this, which made him feel heartbroken.
"Oh shit!"
The sneak attacker also cursed secretly, the fire in his heart was boiling, and he waved his fist, with mottled flames, and continued to chase Qu Wei.
Qu Wei was filled with anger and roared in a low voice, the energy in his body surged crazily, the muscles on his body were condensed, and there was a vague layer of energy lingering on the surface of his fist.
"The Eagle Devours the God!"
Qu Wei is a quadruple limit warrior, with half a foot stepping into the five-fold limit.
Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound. As the captain of the Eagle Special Forces, Qu Wei is definitely among the best among the thousands of special forces in China. His talent in martial arts is certainly not bad.
"Fire Punch!"
Seeing that the opponent's fists were extremely fierce, John knew that the opponent was powerful and did not dare to be careless, so he immediately used his strongest move.
The two of them faced each other, and a violent wind swept through them, making the surrounding trees roar.
John took three steps back, and his solemn expression relaxed a little.
Qu Wei retreated more than ten meters and knelt on the ground with one knee, covering his chest and abdomen, with a look of pain on his face.
"Well!"
His face was extremely red, as if he had applied a thick layer of rouge, and even his eyes were crisscrossed with red.
"A master who is five times the limit..."
Qu Wei took a deep breath and mobilized all the energy in his body to resist the erosion of the opponent's force.
John grinned, "At noon today, I heard some countries talking about how good China's special teams are, but now that I look at them, it's nothing more than that!
You are far worse than the Dragon Eye Special Team I encountered this morning."
"Yes...really?" Qu Wei was proficient in English and could naturally understand John's words.
"Americans, don't underestimate us Chinese people!
You are a master five times the limit, and your strength is already higher than mine. Moreover, your martial strength has fire energy. I was injured by you accidentally.
If it happens again, I will never follow your lead again!"
"Haha..." John laughed loudly, walked slowly towards Qu Wei, flipped his wrist, and showed the short-edged electric knife, "It's a pity that you can't continue fighting?"
"Hmph! How would you know if you don't give it a try?"
Qu Wei fell back and leaned against a large tree trunk. The fire poison on his face slowly dissipated under the influence of Qi Jin.
"I'm sorry, I won't give you this chance." John held up the electric knife and stabbed Qu Wei's chest hard.
"Fuck..." Before the fire poison dissipated, Qu Wei felt it hurt even to move his fingers. At this time, he could only watch the other party finish him off.
A victorious smile hung on John's lips, but it was a pity that fnc.
"when!"
Just when Qu Wei was about to be eliminated, a strange bullet flew over at high speed from an unknown direction and hit the electric knife in John's hand.
With a "crack" sound, the electric knife broke instantly.
John was deflected by the inertia of the bullet and collided with Qu Wei.
The two of them rolled over each other and rolled seven or eight meters along the small slope behind the tree.
Qu Wei was in so much pain that he was dying, but luckily he escaped.
John's arm holding the knife trembled violently. He looked at the broken knife not far away in disbelief and exclaimed: "Snipers...there are other special forces around!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a calm reply sounded behind him.
"Brother, don't worry. There were indeed other special teams approaching just now, but I killed them all. Now, please raise your head and let the brothers in my team vent."
"Um?"
John quickly turned around and saw a young man standing on a small slope holding a sniper rifle, with no expression on his face.
Qu Wei endured the severe pain of the fire, struggled to get up, and let out a bitter smile: "Brother Ye, I'm just telling you why you came so late. It turns out you met enemies on the road."
"They are just three small characters trying to fish in troubled waters." Ye Fan nodded lightly, as if John was transparent, walked straight to Qu Wei and put his hand on his forehead.
"Brother Qu, put your energy back and let me force out your energy."
"good."
Qu Wei quickly put away his energy, and the fire poison in his body immediately became active.
But the next second, a vigorous and gentle energy flowed into his inner palace, and soon the fire poison was cornered.
Seeing that Qu Wei's face returned to normal in just a few seconds, John was shocked: "Impossible! You have been hit by my fire punch. It is impossible to dissolve the fire poison in such a short time! Boy, who are you?
?!"
"Brother, don't you recognize our Chinese national flag?"
Ye Fan did not look back and helped Qu Wei dispel the fire poison.
John was furious, freed up his other arm, and his strength surged wantonly, "Chinese boys, if you are smart, return your weapons, equipment and logistics supplies to me, and I can consider letting you live!"
As he spoke, a blush quickly gathered on his fist, and he saw another flaming punch ready to strike.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the sniper rifle in Ye Fan's hand flicked back, and a bullet hit John's heart, impartially, hitting the most sensitive part of the circuit!
The powerful impact caused John to fall heavily to the ground, and a crisp sound rang in his ears.
"Ding!"
The second team of the American Berets, the points are cleared!
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