Brindello's record is indeed good. The interior of the dangerous embassy seems to be more complicated. Four missiles completely destroyed the structure of the entire building, turning places that were not passages into passages. Instead, they were originally
The access road became a dead end.
The ace sniper relied on his familiarity with the building and evacuated with his sniper under the cover of night.
When he was retreating, he suddenly felt as if something flew past him. It was not a person. He was sure that there was no one in front of him, and behind him... he also didn't see anyone!
Damn it! Why did he feel something brushing his shoulder just now?
During training, snipers receive special training on acuity. On the basis of quick eyes and accurate hands, their reaction power is several times that of ordinary soldiers. For example, if a sniper uses a telescope to observe continuously for more than 20 minutes
This is a very difficult thing, but snipers are different. They hold sniper rifles in their hands and must remain motionless all day long to avoid being discovered by the enemy. This is not just a matter of standing still for twenty minutes, but a whole day.
God's business.
It is such rigorous training that makes snipers more sharp than any soldiers.
Brindello has always been confident. He has maintained a high standard whether in school or in the army, and has never made any mistakes due to his own problems.
But this time, even though he believed in his perception, the facts were before him.
Nothing appeared within the range of his night vision glasses, nor did he see anything strange around him.
In the end, he could only summarize his feelings just now with "what the hell".
His acumen made Gu Chen feel frightened. There are always outsiders... The United States can become the world's leader not only by its military power, but also by its military talents.
Looking at the background of the leaving snipers, Gu Chen slowly walked out of the darkness and stood for about a minute before leaving.
When he came back, the Japanese soldier who had injured his chest was already recovering, and the small room was filled with the strong smell of blood. When he passed by, Gu Chen's steps did not pause at all, and he was not afraid at all.
Living people are always scarier than dead people, she knew this from the first day she became an Imperial soldier.
The air in the basement became even worse. The sparks caused by the cutting machine flying across the fuselage, and the faint green smoke rising from the cutting teeth, mixed with the air, and smelled for a long time in the basement with poor air circulation.
Dizziness, nausea, and vomiting may occur.
Mr. Zhou and Xie Jingyao saw her coming in and quickly took off the cotton gauze masks. Xie Jingyao took out a new cotton gauze mask from his pocket, "It will be more comfortable to wear this."
When she comes back, they will be able to cut off the fighter planes better.
Gu Chen took the mask and put it on, then put on heat-proof gloves and started to help. Mr. Zhou waved his hand and said with a smile: "You've been working the hardest tonight, don't be busy, go and take a rest."
The Chinese technicians have prepared all the tools, and the cutting machine is not a large, fixed one, but a hand-held one.
In this way, they only need to take the cutting machine to cut directly on the fuselage without having to lift the fuselage weighing several tons. For the three of them, this saves a lot of trouble.
You have to know that the fuselage weighs several tons. Even if they want to move it, they can't move it.
