The colonel was not the commander of the sniper team, but was sent to keep in touch with the superiors and report the battle situation. He nodded and said: "There are still six hours until dawn, and we are running out of time. Lieutenant Colonel, please don't forget the above
s arrangement."
When he spoke, he unconsciously raised his head, and a small flying insect suddenly flew into his ear. When he heard him curse in a low voice, he raised his hand to take out the earphones quickly, but the Kevlar helmet blocked his fingers.
He had to take off his helmet.
The sound of gunshots came in the darkness, and the colonel who raised his hand to rub his eyes seemed a little confused. Soon, he put his hand on his forehead and slid it down softly. He saw Grote who was closest to him.
Lieutenant Colonel Wolf's eyes widened...
Blood slowly flowed out from his forehead, and under the pressure of the cranial cavity, white brain matter sprayed out. Red and white splashed on the colonel's eyes, which had not yet been closed, and plunged the entire temporary command center into a huge panic.
There's a sniper! He's nearby!
"Oh my God!" screamed an accompanying female medical staff member. She rushed over and covered the colonel's bleeding forehead, shouting in horror: "Colonel, colonel!!"
Lieutenant Colonel Groteleff came over, covered the mouth of the female medical staff, and looked into her beautiful big eyes and said calmly: "Madam, the colonel is the lieutenant colonel in the back of the head, and the bullet hole in the forehead is from the bullet that passed through the back of the head.
Then penetrate the forehead."
If the colonel had not taken off his helmet, he would not have been sniped.
It's a pity that there is no if. A flying insect suddenly flying into the ear is a beginning and an end.
The militant sniper who hit the target put away his gun. Before leaving, he looked back at the position where he had just sniped. A conceited smile flashed in his eyes, seeming to be mocking the incompetence of the regular army.
"My mission is complete, as usual, fifty thousand US dollars for lieutenant colonel and above." In the wind, the sniper's proud laughter could be faintly heard. Well-equipped, he directly contacted the person who hired him, with two thick eyebrows raised in a fierce manner.
He stood up and said, "The next step is to compete with each other. Guys, I am very optimistic about you."
After saying that, he cut off the communication without waiting for a reply and contacted his partner, another sniper.
"Hey, Kaa, my buddy, how are you?"
…
The wind blew quietly. Gu Chen pulled off the ear of the sniper she had just assassinated. When she heard the extremely cold greeting coming from inside, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Brother, you're not going to sleep, are you? Hahaha, I killed a colonel five minutes ago. I have a good record and 50,000 US dollars will be transferred to me soon. Now, I'm just waiting for you to complete the mission..."
Kill a... colonel?
The overheard information made Gu Chen's pupils shrink slightly. The sniper was a man of medium height with extremely well-developed arm muscles. His reaction was very sharp. If she hadn't been superior to him in speed, she would definitely be lying on the ground at this time.
It's herself.
His sniper rifle is the Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, which dominates the 12.7mm sniper rifle market. It is also a gun that serves the troops of more than dozens of countries. It is strictly controlled in terms of quantity and use, and it flows into the market.
There are very few.
What flows onto the market is divided up by the Irish Republican Army, the Kosovo Liberation Army, and Central American drug traffickers.
Now, this Baijiaqiu gun is in the hands of a sniper from the Chechen separatists, and the equipment on his body is instantly upgraded several levels compared to the equipment he used to kill several female snipers in a row..., in
The other person mentioned fifty thousand US dollars again in my ears. It seemed that this person was also a hired Chechen and worked hard for money.
