Maimaiti followed a BMP infantry fighting vehicle, and the hand holding the gun kept shaking. There was empty soil under his feet, and his ankles could be buried when he stepped on it. Various scattered clods of soil made it difficult to move, and even more difficult.
What is important is to have the courage to keep fighting.
When he first responded to the call for jihad, Maimaiti was still very enthusiastic. He and hundreds of his companions smuggled themselves to Syria to receive training from ISIS, and even controlled a town in northern Syria as a base.
Originally, the situation on the battlefield was very good, and everyone thought that they could really build God's kingdom of heaven on earth. But when the Russians started to support the Assad regime, everything changed. Compared with the real superpowers, ISIS is not at all
Worth mentioning.
The successive defeats have greatly weakened the once ferocious ISIS, and the Al-Nusra Front, which was originally its vassal, has also established its own business. The Maimaiti group, which has no roots, is being driven as slaves.
The several corpses lying on the ground were all Maimaiti's companions. These people were forced to the front line and were killed by several landmines.
Maimaiti was the second batch of cannon fodder to be driven up. Before they came up, the leader Aidid said, "I will take good care of your wives, your sons will inherit the cause of jihad, and your daughters will be married home by us."
.Go, seventy-two raisins are waiting for you."
Hearing this, Maimaiti really wanted to cry. In the past, when fighting with a smooth wind, the enemy would often run away before the fight, and the battle was very fulfilling. But today, when encountering a tough stumbling block that cannot be chewed, it makes people feel dead.
It's worthless. But it's not enough if he doesn't do it. If he doesn't do it, he will be executed by the supervising team immediately.
"Maimaiti, follow up. The gun is pointed at your left front, that's where you need to pay attention." Behind Maimaiti is a strong man in military uniform wearing a turban. Compared with the others, this man looks well-trained.
. He personally commanded a team of about ten people, keeping a steady pace and slowly advancing with the tanks.
At present, the Nusra Front has surrounded a block of more than 200 meters long, and they are sure that the target they are looking for is in this area. Now they need to squeeze the enemy's activity space, and sooner or later they can find the enemy.
All the civilians who escaped from this neighborhood were shot and killed, no matter whether they were men, women, old or young. The tanks directly crushed the houses, and the people hiding inside had nowhere to hide. Any suspicious places were bombarded with artillery fire.
.It was like the walls fell down and the house collapsed, and everything was shattered.
This ruthless killing made Maimaiti slightly emboldened. He looked back at the strong man in a turban who was commanding him. He felt that having the support of Americans on his side should be an advantage. But the moment he looked back, he suddenly saw
A beam of light appeared out of thin air on the dusty street.
The beam directly penetrated the forehead of the strong man in a turban. The commander did not react and fell down without warning.
Maimaiti felt her heart tightening, and looked back along the beam, and suddenly discovered that the beam came from the turret of the T-72 - Oh, God! How could it escape from the turret?
"Tork!" Sheldon, who was lagging behind 20 meters, was immediately filled with anger. The subordinate he sent to the front to take charge of the command was easily killed. And the target actually appeared on the tank that was advancing. This was so surprising.
Unexpected!
The same question appeared in the US military base in Turkey and the situation observation room of the White House. Satellites in the sky transmitted back the images taken by the 'Reaper' drone. No one expected that the target to be killed in this operation was so bold, and he was so close.
It's close at hand, right under your nose, so to speak.
The explanation given by analysts is that the opponent should have taken advantage of the smoke and dust on the battlefield to take the initiative to approach, and the dim environment is particularly conducive to stealth.
But this explanation is useless!
"Kill him!" President Twitter roared at the big screen.
"Kill him!" Fidel in the headquarters was also yelling.
Sheldon, who was on the front line, was even more furious. He shouted, "The target is on the tank," and fired at him with the rifle in his hand.
But before everyone at the scene could react, Zhou Qingfeng, who was standing on the T-72 turret, suddenly moved. He has always been the strongest in speed and agility, and his "murderous aura" and enhanced mechanical exoskeleton made him as fast as a green line.
cigarette.
Zhou Qingfeng has been paying attention to the turret of the enemy tank for a long time. The digital helmet marked the infantrymen covering the back of the tank one by one, calculated the best attack route, and found the commander. Now all he has to do is to execute this
Killing route.
Moved, Zhou Qingfeng moved. When the enemy's gun was about to aim, when stray bullets were flying indiscriminately, when the enemy's anger broke out, he did not stay where he was and shoot. He moved quickly and used the most primitive
way to kill the enemy.
Knife in his left hand, pistol in his right hand, long-range shooting and short-range stabbing. Speed is Zhou Qingfeng's best weapon, and agility is his best defense. He can always easily avoid the enemy's muzzle, sowing death and killing with bullets and blades, so
The place we passed through was bloody.
Sheldon, who was twenty meters away, quickly moved the muzzle of his gun. The HK416 in his hand was beating briskly, but he was always one step slower. The opponent was too fast, really too fast, as fast as a group of people shuttled back and forth on the battlefield.
Phantom, no one can keep up with its rhythm, no one can predict its direction.
"Charlie!" Sheldon exclaimed again. He had fired three bursts several times in a row. When a magazine was empty, he failed to touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. The bullets seemed to always fly away from the target's body, and he
Just watching his second comrade being knocked into the chest by the enemy.
This bastard, how did he do it?
Sheldon is going crazy!
This erratic and extremely swift shadow could always find an angle to dodge the attack. If he couldn't avoid it, he would get close to the body of a soldier on the battlefield. He would use the soldier's body as a shield to continue his non-stop attacks.
The SEAL named Charlie quickly emptied the magazine of the HK416. He immediately dropped the rifle, pulled out the P226 from his thigh and fired at close range.
The muzzle of the gun was clearly facing forward, the target was clearly aimed, the trigger was clearly pulled, and the bullets were flying out, but the enemy's blade grazed Charlie's throat first.
Everything seemed to be slow but actually fast, as smooth as clouds and flowing water. Zhou Qingfeng's blade brought out a string of blood beads, he also threw away the Yalikin pistol with an empty magazine, and snatched the enemy's P226.
The entire operation lasted only about seven or eight seconds, and none of the dozen or so people following the Nusra Front tank detachment survived. Sheldon emptied two magazines but did not hit the enemy. When he saw
There was no one else near the tank, so he had to hide behind a wall.
Shocked, gasping, panicked.
Sheldon felt unprecedented difficulty. He changed the magazine, re-evaluated the opponent, and listened to the sound of the tank in front turning its turret, and the BMP infantry fighting vehicle also turning its front to look for the target. He thought to himself: Who is this guy?
You can’t kill even a tank easily, right?
But when Sheldon was thinking about launching an attack with tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, the crew of the T-72 tank was also quickly turning the turret to find the target. Under the tracks of the tank, Maimaiti covered his throat and tried to suppress
Bleeding blood.
But all this will be in vain. What Maimaiti saw before his death was the only invisible killer still standing on this small battlefield. He is the real master!
When Zhou Qingfeng kills enemies at close range, it is indispensable to be stained with some splattered blood, and the optical camouflage is trying to adapt to these extra things. And before he becomes invisible again, the thick muzzle is already pointed at his back.
"Fire!" the tank commander shouted loudly from behind the periscope of the turret at a very close range.
"Fire!" the gunner is about to step on the firing pedal.
"Fire!" The driver of the tank also saw the enemy right in front.
The infrasonic cannon on Zhou Qingfeng's back popped out in an instant, silently converting huge electrical energy into oscillating sound waves.
The muzzle of the gun stopped and there was no more movement.