The original G36 magazine is different from the NATO standard magazine, but when mercenaries use the G36, they will replace the standard magazine holder with the 4179 standard magazine magazine holder. The magazine can be used in common with the HK416.
Mercenaries generally hate using special magazines.
The cat leaned on his waist and ran diagonally toward the back of the thick fog. As he ran, he took out a morphine needle from the first aid kit with a bayonet and pulled out the tip. Did he bother to inject it subcutaneously? He aimed it at the wound and inserted it.
This thing worked quickly. Bayonet took a deep breath and immediately became energetic.
Thanks to the thick fog, when we got to the back of the house, the shooting range was almost blocked, and we happened to see the shovel running towards us from the side.
The two of them had the same plan. They ran closer and Bayonet was about to say hello. When he lowered his head, he saw Shovel's left hand hanging half down.
"you!"
"I was shot." Shovel grinned.
If the bone is injured, even if it is repaired afterwards, it cannot be used with force, and the possibility of going to the battlefield is completely lost.
Bayonet's lips were trembling, and he didn't know what to say. He licked his lips, lowered his head and pulled out a cable tie from the first aid kit to stop the bleeding first.
After stopping the bleeding and fixing it with a simple bandage to prevent the hand from actually being thrown away, the two of them were silent and continued to retreat towards the previously agreed place.
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In the room, Donkey stood up straight, turned his head and glanced at his butt, took out a morphine needle and pointed it at his butt, and walked out.
As soon as he went out, the poet rushed out behind him.
He didn't rush, he was shot in the butt, and the bullet was still inside.
He put the gun on his shoulder, stuck his butt out, and walked towards the edge of the smoke with standard tactical movements. He had been in contact with Wang Zhen for so long. Even though Donkey just said that Wang Zhen was wrong for being clever, this guy had an out-of-touch personality and was somewhat affected by it.
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The smoke became thinner toward the outer edge, and gradually a human figure appeared in the infrared sight.
The four enemies' attention was either on the rabbit-like Golden Retriever and Wang Zhen, or they were attracted by the poet who suddenly rushed out of the smoke. If they didn't stare at the smoke, they wouldn't be able to spot the sneaky donkey.
The donkey paused slightly, grinned, took aim, and pulled the trigger, "Bang!"
A bullet hit a man right above his left arm. The bullet penetrated from one end, tore the muscle, and then shot out from the other end, leaving a blood hole the size of a coin and then flew out after grazing the man's ear.
The moment he was shot in the arm, before he could feel the pain, the man jumped out suddenly.
"Puff" "Puff"
The two bullets that Donkey followed up fell into the empty space.
Fake cursed in his mind, and the donkey started running away, "I hit one and was injured!"
"Dog!" Golden Retriever immediately became energetic and shouted loudly after hearing this.
Now it's 4 vs. 3. What the donkey lost is half his butt, not his hand. Is the offensive team still thinking about retreating at this time?
Just do it and it’s done!
Not only the golden retriever, but several people in Wang Zhen also got excited. They were ambushed and chased for more than 600 meters. Everyone was injured. Even the poet's thigh and arm were grazed by bullets, but not Wang Zhen.
It's just that serious.
Everyone had been holding back their anger for a long time, and now it was finally time to recover from the disadvantage. It was the time to feel relieved, and everyone was vying for the first place!
The momentum increased, and they advanced alternately, beating the opponent back again and again.
After chasing for more than 200 meters, the golden retriever suddenly shouted to stop.
"Stop chasing. It's not good for us to continue chasing. Let's retreat."
Even though they said they were retreating, they didn't turn around and run away together. They retreated in twos and twos and kept staring behind them, for fear that those people would catch up again.
We retreated to more than 200 meters behind the resting point, but we still didn't see the opponent's figure. Only after a few people felt relieved, it seemed that we had really retreated.
He ran quickly towards the predetermined meeting point. As he ran, Wang Zhen cursed: "Damn it, what are you worrying about and complaining about? Those people have all run away, and these guys are still chasing after you!"
Donkey chuckled and said, "I like your double standards. It's very American. I almost thought we were the ones who killed three people on the other side and killed and injured nine people."
Hearing what Donkey said, Wang Zhen coughed lightly, "How can this be a double standard? Things on the battlefield...the relationship between teammates...everyone has his own master...how can we talk about the issue of casualties?"
Then came the difficult words, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.
The agreed-upon meeting point was a full kilometer away. After all, the military required that it be safe before landing the helicopter.
The four of them stayed vigilant, and it didn't take long to cover 1 kilometer.
Just after the Golden Retrievers joined Bayonet and others, the attackers regrouped in the rear, and a Toyota pickup truck, which can be seen everywhere in Iraq, drove over, with a bracket and a heavy machine gun welded to the top of the pickup truck.
The driver was an Iraqi. The three of them got into the car without turning on the lights, and chased after the Sickle team in the direction in which they retreated. Standing on the back of the car was holding a large handheld infrared thermal imaging camera.
A big guy weighing over 3 kilograms!
Obviously, the goals of this group of people are not the same as those of the Iraqis before. Instead, they came specifically for the Scythe Team.
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"I'm Jin Mao." Jin Mao called the number Clement gave him before he dialed out. "Yes, I'm at the coordinates... It's safe now and we can land."
After hanging up the phone, Golden Retriever raised his head and said, "Five minutes."
"We should continue chasing and kill those bastards." Wang Zhen looked at the left hand of the shovel and said through gritted teeth.
"Ha, there's no need." Shovel grinned and looked down at his left hand, "I'm lucky. In our line of work, we walk on the edge of life and death all day long. I'm lucky to be able to retire alive.
Got it!"
"Besides, you have helped me make a lot of money during this period. Together with the company's compensation, it is enough for me to enjoy my retirement life. I also want to thank you."
Shovel said this, and the Golden Retrievers also smiled. Although they were really reluctant to leave, being able to retire alive was indeed not easy as Shovel said. They didn't know whether they would die on the battlefield in the end.
Wang Zhen, on the other hand, still doesn't understand it at all, but he can't say anything depressing. He can only change the subject, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Who knows." Shovel smiled, "Maybe go to Brazil or the Caribbean to enjoy the sun, the beach, and the beautiful women. It would be good to marry a South American woman. The probability of divorce is much lower. Even if you get divorced, you won't be taken away.
What assets to take,”
As he said that, Shovel's mood seemed to improve, "Maybe the Mediterranean is pretty good too. How about Greece? I remember you, Wild Boar, have Greek nationality now."
"Consumption is relatively low in Europe, which is not bad, and the environment is very beautiful. You can also go to China, where the consumption is very low and the public security is very good. There are just a lot of people, but they are very friendly and welcoming to foreigners." Wang Zhen
He forced a smile and said.
"Okay, it's settled, I'm going to travel around the world!" Shovel laughed.
My left hand is useless, as if a string in my heart has been broken, and my whole state is completely different.
Everyone in the Scythe team did not really lose their vigilance and huddled together to chat.
There were three seriously wounded men, with shovels sitting on the ground, bayonets lying not far away, and donkeys lying on the other side.
Wang Zhen, Golden Retriever, and the Poet put some distance away from each other, standing in a triangular position, facing inward, and the low-light night vision device was pulled off the helmet and buckled on the left eye.
This way of standing makes it convenient for everyone to chat and observe the surrounding situation.
"Uh, my night vision device is broken." Wang Zhen sighed. Silk stockings
"Don't look at me, mine is broken too." Shovel pointed at the night vision device with his hand raised, only half of it was left.
"Be careful, it's very expensive." Donkey took off his microscopic night vision device and threw it to Wang Zhen.
"What can I do? This thing is stuck on the helmet. Who has time to protect it when doing evasive maneuvers?" Wang Zhen defended, "Fortunately, I am not wearing a thermal imaging night vision device on my head, Fake, this
The cost of combat is too high!"
"So, most mercenaries, even some elite teams, will not be equipped with high-end equipment, especially head-mounted night vision devices." Jin Mao explained with a smile: "In fact, the most advanced night vision devices are now available.
It is a head-mounted dual-mirror, full-angle, enhanced thermal infrared fusion night vision device that performs low-light and infrared observation at the same time. The mode is adjustable, with strong light protection, high resolution, the observation range can reach 400 meters, and the image can be stored
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"At the same time, there is also an unlimited transmission device, and the rear can observe and store the images transmitted back from the front in real time through the computer."
"How much?" Wang Zhen's eyes lit up.
"Well, due to price reasons, the military has not yet made purchases, so guess how much it will cost." Golden Retriever said with a half-smile.
Wang Zhen took a breath!
If this thing is broken, it won't be higher than the pension, right?
While chatting, a voice suddenly sounded in the communication channel, "Sickle, Sickle, this is the scarecrow. Please answer if you hear me."
In order to facilitate communication, Sickle specially changed the communication channel.
"Here is the sickle, I am the golden retriever, received."
"Oh, damn, I don't like this name. I always feel like I'm about to be harvested!" the pilot who came to pick them up complained on the channel, "It's a good thing you don't call them the Harvester Team!"
What a coincidence, isn’t it?
"Ahem, buddy, do you need me to put up lighting to guide the landing?" the golden retriever said with a smile.
"No, oh, you called someone else over?" Suddenly, the scarecrow asked in the channel: "Let me see, it's a pickup truck."
"Fuck, heavy machine gun!!" the scarecrow screamed, and then fell silent.
The members of the Scythe team were startled, and Golden Retriever shouted loudly: "Spread out and take cover!"
No need to think about it, those people must have caught up with me again, and they are really lingering!
However, the scarecrow's reminder was too late. As soon as Golden Retriever shouted, the sound of a heavy machine gun came from a distance. The bullets were faster than the sound!
In fact, before the helicopter spotted the pickup truck, the pickup truck had already spotted the helicopter. After approaching low altitude, the propeller noise was so loud that it could be heard for several kilometers in the open night.
The heavy machine gun fired one tracer bullet every five rounds, and the bullets were swept down like whips. The three golden retrievers jumped out like frightened rabbits.
When facing heavy machine guns, you must spread out as much as possible!
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One and a half hours, the first order is only 430...
I will continue typing and will update another chapter at night, around 5 o'clock.