It was actually not far from the sniper attackers to where the Golden Retrievers were hiding, about 400 meters.
It's not that snipers don't want to go farther, but this is the limit of the third generation infrared night vision device, and it is very expensive.
On the sand, the two of them couldn't run very fast without the car.
You can't go faster, but you don't dare. A quick sprint will only consume a lot of physical strength of the two people, and it will not be of any benefit to the battle they will participate in later. Even if you are anxious, you can't mess up. The experienced Bayonet knows this very well.
When they were less than a hundred meters away from Jin Mao and the others, Bayonet suddenly whispered: "Don't cross the oil pipeline for a while, the pipeline can hide you very well."
After that, he quickly rushed out with the captured G36.
Wang Zhen took a deep breath, bent his waist to maintain a constant speed, and looked around. He always felt that the enemy would invest more troops.
Until he got close to the oil pipeline, the imaginary enemy did not appear. Wang Zhen couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Maybe, things were not as bad as he thought.
Half squatting on the ground, the HK416 was mounted on a 50-centimeter-thick oil pipeline. Most of his upper body was covered, with only half of his head exposed. Wang Zhen took a long breath and did not blindly shoot to expose himself, but looked through the scope.
, stare at the enemy carefully.
Because Jin Mao requested that Bayonet and Wang Zhen need to cut into the battlefield from the 11 o'clock direction to cover the retreat, so when Wang Zhen was closest to the enemy at 2 o'clock, the distance was about 150 meters, but this was still beyond his range.
He has been training for close combat, with an accurate range of no more than 100 meters, but under the current circumstances, he was not given the chance to get the enemy closer, and Golden Retriever and the others were already under great pressure.
Through AP/PAS-23, only a thin pale white object can be seen sticking to the ground at 2 o'clock. The enemy is lying in a small concave surface on the slightly undulating sand, and there is no shooting angle at all.
"Wang, take position, Golden Retriever, prepare to break out!" Wang Zhen changed HK416 to single-shot mode and said softly in the communication channel.
Just as Wang Zhen finished speaking, the white figure representing the bayonet in front suddenly jumped up from the sand and rushed towards the enemy in the 2 o'clock direction. Without communication, Wang Zhen instantly understood the intention of the bayonet. This was
It is necessary to attract the enemy's firepower and create opportunities for him to kill the enemy.
The bayonet is specialized in close-range combat, and its precise range is too low. There is no room for use in this environment, and you can only create opportunities for others in a desperate way.
Regarding this point, the bayonet has no problem at all. Who is not working hard now? The shovel was also working hard just now.
Seeing the action of the bayonet, Wang Zhen didn't think so. He gritted his teeth and did not shout to stop the bayonet. He understood the bayonet's idea. Although this guy was a bit stupid, he was actually very proud.
Now is not the time to hesitate, what he should do more is live up to the opportunity created by the bayonet.
He stared at the white dot in the scope with his eyes wide open, and the crosshairs that returned to zero at 100 meters locked on the ground in front of the white dot.
The bayonet suddenly sprinted at high speed. Of course the enemy wouldn't look at it. He grabbed the gun and raised his upper body slightly to take aim.
"Da da"
"Da da"
"clatter!"
Continuous gunshots suddenly sounded in the desert.
The scene seems to freeze at this moment, with the bayonet tumbling sideways.
The man who raised his head to shoot raised his head back, and an M855 steel core armor-piercing bullet hit the opponent's helmet, blasting a hole through the front and back.
"Let's go!" With a shout, Wang Zhen adjusted the muzzle of his gun slightly by about 2 degrees, aimed at the other person at the 2 o'clock direction, and fired another burst. The bullet hit the sand with a popping sound.
After all, he is not a precise shooter. Without aiming for a long time, accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all.
In fact, even the poet, an elite precision shooter, cannot guarantee a quick hit in this environment and at this distance, but Wang Zhen is anxious!
But even if it didn't hit, the opponent was so frightened that he rolled away holding the gun.
"Da" the second bullet chased another target.
Without considering evasion, Wang Zhen fired his gun "click", "click" and "click" alternately, and the man with that face no longer had time to care about the Sickle Squad.
The bayonet was supported on the ground with one hand, and the other hand was covering his stomach and right chest. He had just tried to attract the opponent to fire at him, but after all, he was too slow to evade and was hit by two bullets in a row.
One shot hit the right chest and the other hit the stomach.
The good news is that the body armor is worthy of its high price. The 5.56 bullets used by the enemy cannot penetrate the body armor at all, and the four spare magazines that Wang Zhen just picked up are inserted into the belly. One magazine blocked it, which is a little bit better.
effect.
He got up, turned around with the bayonet and rushed towards the golden retriever. He was seriously injured by the shovel. There was also an M72 rocket launcher on the ground that the bayonet had taken out before. He was the only one who was the most suitable to bring it with him. It might save his life at the critical moment!
But when I rush out this time, I don't know if I can be so lucky again.
On the other side, hearing Wang Zhen's voice, Golden Retriever, Poet, and Donkey stood up and fired at the same time, 3 vs. 4. What matters now is courage. The Scythe Team never lacks courage.
Shovel climbed up with his right hand on the ground, his left arm hanging down, he picked up the 14 kilogram M240 with his right hand and turned around to run.
After running more than 30 meters, Bayonet passed him side by side, rushed out, picked up the M72 dropped on the ground, turned around and rushed back.
"Give me!"
Shovel was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood. He was wearing a 13-kilogram body armor, and he was carrying three 100-round C-Mag drum drums, plus a 14-kilogram machine gun and other bits and pieces, and the load was close to more than 60 kilograms.
Can't run far at all.
The shovel was not stained, and the machine gun was handed over to the bayonet, and the speed suddenly increased.
The two rushed to a position not far from Wang Zhen, and Shovel shouted, "Gun!"
The bayonet immediately pulled out the bipod that came with the M240 and placed it on the ground. He lay down with the shovel, raised the butt of the gun with one hand, clamped it with his neck, and immediately started shooting with "ta-ta-ta" and "ta-ta-ta".
"Golden Retriever, withdraw!" Bayonet also set up the G36. Don't worry about whether it was accurate or not. Let's fight later.
After receiving support from behind, the poet was the first to stand up and rush out to the side and rear. After more than 40 meters, he defended himself, half-crouched, raised his gun, and said, "Retreat!"
"Bang!" With one shot, the body of the guy who was chasing after him was stunned, and he fell sideways.
Being hit by a 7.62 armor-piercing projectile, even wearing a body armor was useless. Even if he died, he would lose his pursuit ability.
The golden retriever and the donkey jumped up at the same time and began to retreat. Wang Zhen readjusted the gun back to the burst mode, and began to fire "ta da" and "ta da" to supplement the firepower.
The left arm of the shovel was injured, and the accuracy was greatly reduced. The hit rate of the shovel and bayonet was much higher than that of ordinary American soldiers in this environment, but it was useless to be high.
How many bullets does it take for an ordinary soldier to destroy an enemy on the battlefield?
Germany's "Stuttgarter Zeitung" reported that on the Iraqi battlefield, the US military consumed more than 250,000 bullets to kill an enemy.
The real main force is still the poet, and Wang Zhen cooperates.
Alternately covering and retreating, gunfire quickly became fierce on the battlefield.
Just when Wang Zhen thought that the enemy really had no other manpower, the enemy only had 5 people. There was a high probability that they would be able to reach the temporary resting point safely, and then rely on the resting point to hold on until support arrived.
"Puff puff"
Several bullets were fired from the side and rear and hit the sand and oil pipelines nearby.
"Fake, be careful!"
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