Chapter 323: Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first
Night falls, and the desert is gray.┗2326nbsp;┛
Three figures appeared on a sand dune in the northwest. These three people were all wearing khaki desert camouflage uniforms. The only difference was the armbands on their right arms. Two of them were wearing the silver of the Parachute Regiment.
A white inverted triangle badge, and the other person is wearing a diamond-shaped badge of the Swordfish Commando.
This time when they came to hunt Ye Feng in the Western Sahara Desert, the Parachute Regiment and the Swordfish Commando chose to work together. The Parachute Regiment sent out the entire reconnaissance company, and the Swordfish Commando also sent out a team led by deputy captain Lieutenant Colonel Paulson.
An advance team, with a total of nearly 0 people from both sides.
Chrissy, the deputy commander of the reconnaissance company of the Parachute Regiment, wearing the rank of major, dropped his binoculars, leaned on the sand dune, and said with disdain. "It's really shocking. This is the fourth largest killer organization in the dark world."
The Silver Hand? There are more than a hundred killers in total, but they can't even deal with one person."
Chrissy stretched out his arms, moved his somewhat stiff limbs, and then said, "These bragging thieves and bandits, look at what they look like now, huddled behind the car, so scared that they don't even dare to raise their heads.
, it’s really embarrassing and humiliating.”
Diarra, the commander of the reconnaissance company who wore the rank of lieutenant colonel, kept a gloomy face and said coldly. "Most of the blue team killers brought by Team Leader Sylvester have been damaged. Even Deputy Team Leader Webster
He was also shot and died. It seems that the wind of hell, the king of killers, really lived up to his reputation."
Lieutenant Colonel Paulson, deputy captain of the Swordfish Commando, put down his binoculars and turned around slowly, his face full of surprise and confusion. "How did he do it? He changed five or six magazines in a row, but he still didn't see anything.
He pulled the bolt, and the AK47 assault rifle kept firing without any pause."
"Ak47." Chrissy snorted coldly and said. "The things made by the Russians are just weird. But that thing has long been out of date. Except for its more powerful firepower, its shooting accuracy, stability, etc. are not as good as our weapons."
.The C7 assault rifles equipped by your Swordfish commandos, as well as the Famas automatic rifles of our paratrooper regiment, are much more powerful than those old AK47 assault rifles."
Diarra put down the telescope in his hand, stretched out his hand to rub his brow, and said solemnly. "I guess it's not that he didn't pull the bolt, but that he didn't need to pull the bolt at all. Before he changed the magazine, the bullet
The last bullet in the magazine is automatically loaded, and one bullet remains in the chamber. After replacing the new magazine, there is no need to manually pull the bolt and load it again."
Chrissy was dumbfounded after hearing this. It took him a long time before he slowly uttered, "This, this, this is too unbelievable."
"This idea is really wild and imaginative." Paulson laughed and said with admiration. "From this point of view, the wind of hell can become the king of killers, and it is well deserved."
Chrissy frowned and muttered very unhappily. "Two lieutenant colonels, this guy is our enemy. How can you increase the enemy's prestige and destroy your own spirit?"
Paulson patted Krissy on the shoulder and said with a smile. "Major Krissy, we are just analyzing our common enemy. As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Haha, I also want to do it as soon as possible.
Kill him so that I can be promoted to colonel one day earlier."
Paulson reached out and touched Krissy's epaulette, and then said, "Major Krissy, when you are promoted to lieutenant colonel, don't forget to treat us."
Chrissy laughed loudly and punched Paulson on the chest. "Both and each other, when you are promoted to colonel, I will go to Denmark to see you. Then you have to treat me to a good meal.
Danish feast.”
"Lieutenant Colonel Paulson is right. We are a well-equipped regular army. How can we be afraid of thieves and bandits like them? As long as we open up our formation, let alone one killer, we will face hundreds of killers.
I don't care at all." Diarra grinned and smiled eerily. "However, we are different from these desperadoes. We are officers, and a bright future is still waiting for us. Things like bloodshed and sacrifice.
, let’s leave it to the Silver Hand. Hey, who told them to insist on being allies with us.”
At this moment, the radio earphones worn by the three of them rang.
"Company Commander, this is 01. The target has been found. The target is still four hundred meters away from our defense line. It seems that he is planning to bypass our defense line from the southwest."
Scout No. 01 is the observation post at the southernmost point of the reconnaissance company's defense line. After receiving his report, Diarra frowned, turned on the microphone, and ordered loudly. "Attention everyone, move quickly to the southwest to rush to the target before it arrives."
Set up a defensive line beforehand."
After Diarra finished laying out the combat orders, Chrissy said, "Lieutenant Colonel Diarra, the remaining fifty or so defeated soldiers of the Silver Hand, do we want to inform them?"
"There is no need to inform them, they will definitely follow." Diarra raised the corner of his mouth and said with a contemptuous smile. "If they can't kill the wind of hell, the reputation of the Silver Hand will be completely ruined, and they will never be able to stand in the dark again."
Let the world stand. We set up our defense line and snipe at the Wind of Hell with all our strength. We cannot let him break out. As for the head-to-head confrontation with the Wind of Hell, let’s leave it to the Silver Hand for now.”
"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins." Paulson gave Diarra a thumbs up and said with a smile. "Let's let them dog eat dog for now. As long as we control the overall situation and deal with a killer, then we can still
It’s not a piece of cake.”
…
As night falls, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, staring indifferently at this desolate land. The moonlight is hazy, with a bit of coldness and depression, and the night wind howls, filling the entire Western Sahara Desert with a sense of desolation.
spirit.
Wearing a cotton-padded jacket in the morning and wearing a gauze in the afternoon describes the climate changes in the desert. After the sun goes down, the temperature in the desert drops rapidly and the wind gets stronger.
Ye Feng wrapped his clothes tightly and looked back at the sand dunes where he had fought in the evening. The sand dunes were criss-crossing each other, and in the dim moonlight, they looked like grotesque beasts, emitting bursts of shrill and eerie roars.
The wind whistled, and a few dull gunshots were faintly heard. Silver Hand, who was huddled behind the car, was still secretly firing cold guns, without realizing that Ye Feng had already left the sand dunes.
"It's so interesting to have to fire off a farewell gun even after leaving." Ye Feng showed a faint smile on his face, loosened the reins, and the camel immediately spread its hooves and started running wildly in the desert.
Suddenly, Ye Feng vaguely noticed some vague figures moving rapidly southwest along the sand dunes in the desert ahead.
It was the reconnaissance company of the Parachute Regiment again. The reaction of these guys was quite quick. They were probably setting up an encirclement again. Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and made some calculations in his mind.
Ye Feng is now almost 350 meters away from the reconnaissance company. If Ye Feng chooses to circle again and bypass the reconnaissance company's defense line from the south, they will inevitably move the defense line to the southwest again. If they go around like this,
I'm afraid that I won't be able to break through the reconnaissance company's defense line until dawn. Moreover, once there is a firefight with the reconnaissance company, the Silver Hand behind him will suddenly wake up, and Ye Feng will be in danger of being attacked from both sides.
The opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back. Taking advantage of the fact that the Silver Hand is stagnant, the best strategy is to break out of the reconnaissance company's encirclement with all its strength.
Ye Feng made up his mind, and a bright smile appeared on his face again. His legs suddenly clamped on the camel's belly, and the camel immediately started running wildly.
Three hundred meters, two hundred and fifty meters, two hundred meters...
The reconnaissance company's defense line was getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, the distance had shrunk to one hundred and fifty meters. This distance had also entered the effective shooting range of bows and arrows.
Suddenly, Ye Feng faintly felt a hint of chill coming from the distance. The chill was bone-chilling, and it went up and down, forward and back.
He is a sniper, and he is looking for the right angle and timing to shoot.
When you draw your bow, you should draw your strength, and shoot people first and horses. On this line of defense in front of you, the biggest threat to Ye Feng is the sniper lurking in the dark. At this time, Ye Feng has already felt the presence of the sniper, so naturally he
We will not miss the opportunity to eliminate this biggest threat.
Ye Feng did not bend down to dodge, but sat firmly on the hunchback. At this time, patience and perseverance were all that mattered. Ye Feng was waiting for the sniper to take action. Only in this way could he quickly judge the sniper's location from the gunshots.
Only in this way can we take advantage of the slight pause after the sniper fired to launch a counterattack.
Bang, the dull sound of the PMG sniper rifle sounded.
Ye Feng's body quickly fell to the left, and at the same time he stretched his hands suddenly behind his back, took off the Tuomu bow with his left hand, and pulled out an arrow from the quiver with his right hand.
High-explosive armor-piercing bullets whizzed past the hump, and Ye Feng straightened up from his fallen body, bent his bow and nocked an arrow. The bow was like a full moon, and the arrow was like lightning. With a whoosh, the arrow pierced the night sky, pointing towards a small black spot on the sand dune.
Run away.
After Ye Feng reached out again and took out an arrow from his quiver, a shrill scream came from the sand dune not far away.
After successfully dealing with the sniper, Ye Feng's confidence suddenly increased. He clamped the camel's belly tightly with his legs and drove the camel to move forward.
Getting closer and closer to the reconnaissance company's defense line, the camels were racing all the way in the desert, shaking Ye Feng's body from side to side, but the Tuomu bow in his left hand was kept firmly on his chest, and as his eyes shifted,
Moving in tacit agreement, Ye Feng's right hand was like a conveyor belt on a factory assembly line, drawing arrows, nocking arrows, pulling the bow, and releasing arrows...
The movements were smooth and flowing, done in one go. Suddenly, arrows rained down, and screams continued.
Ye Feng's arrows were fired without miss, pinning more than a dozen figures lurking on the dune in front of him into the yellow sand. As screams rang out, Ye Feng had already approached the reconnaissance company's defense line.
There was loud gunfire, and facing Ye Feng who was about to break through the defense line, the reconnaissance company also quickly changed its combat strategy, changing from defense to offense.
Fires were splashing in the dim night sky, and hundreds of guns fired at the same time on the nearly kilometer-long defense line on the west side. Bullets were like a rainstorm, tilting towards Ye Feng's direction.
Whether you can successfully break through depends on whether you can cover this short distance of fifty meters as quickly as possible.
Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless at all. He raised his palm and slapped the camel on the butt. As if it was a shot in the arm, the camel threw away its four hooves and rushed forward crazily.
There was no ambush in the front, and the bullets that prevented Ye Feng from breaking through the defense line came from both sides. Ye Feng was sitting on a camel, swaying his body from left to right, and shooting arrows from left to right.
Arrows were shot out one after another, and screams came one after another. The shrill and painful wails, mixed with the violent gunshots, resounded through the sky and were deafening.
In the midst of the hell-like cries of ghosts and wolves, Ye Feng successfully broke through the encirclement and rode away on a camel.
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