Including Xiang Xiang and Yu Xiancheng who proposed the plan, the senior and middle-level military officers of the Independent Regiment who had been subtly influenced by Liu Lang had some ideas about future special operations. At this time, the military officers may be thinking more about Mo Mao Mao. If they can complete the containment.
The job is done.
As for whether the two of them could complete the battle plan arranged before the war, the three company commanders actually had no idea. Even Liu Lang was a little uneasy. After all, Mo Mao Mao and Chen Yunfa were the three he had just discovered and trained.
Yue's Xinnen special forces can only use shooting and fire support, even though they are already extremely good in these two aspects.
A few years later, there were many examples of a super sniper not containing but suppressing an entire army. In the Annan jungle, a company of American soldiers who were armed to the teeth and supported by helicopters were shot down by a super sniper in North Annan.
He was held in place with a gun in his hand, unable to move for a whole day, until he retreated in panic under the cover of night, at the cost of the lives of three American soldiers.
And that oil-rich country in western Asia has a story about the greatest sniper of the 21st century: "One man defends a city with one SVD." In the battle to defend Kobani, in the face of the IS rebels, the so-called
The man at the forefront of global anti-terrorism, alone in a lonely small town, killed more than 220 rebels for a whole year, so that thousands of rebels never really had control of that small town.
In fact, Mo Mao is better than they thought.
Huang Qinghe, the fourth tiger among the Four Tigers of Huangmen, and the 400 bandits he led became the victims of the ghost duo's first battle, or to be more precise, a stepping stone.
Although Chen Yunfa was carrying more than 40 kilograms of weight, Chen, who had already moved closer to the beast group seat, was still calmly marching towards the target location with Mo Mao Mao, who only carried a strange-shaped rifle.
It took them only one day to reach the 100-mile mountain road. Throughout the night, the two of them searched for a good first sniper point and slept soundly, recharging their energy and waiting for the next day's battle.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that the two people, who had been busy for nearly an hour and a half, finally saw the shadowy figures of the gangsters coming from the mountain road in the distance.
"Damn your legs, kitten, are you sure you can hit them in this position?" Chen Dafa was stunned as he looked at the ant-sized gangsters on the mountain road in the distance.
From the perspective of protecting oneself, the mountain ridge that Mo Mao Mao chose was indeed very safe. If the gangsters wanted to come to them, they would first have to go down into the ravine and then climb up the mountain. When they found this location, the two of them had no idea where they had gone.
There were more than 400 crazy armed bandits, and even Chen Yunfa, who was armed with a light machine gun and had plenty of bullets, didn't have the guts to fight them alone.
However, with a distance of more than 700 feet, the bandits couldn't hit them, and they couldn't hit the bandits either!
"You can't hit it? It doesn't prove that I can't hit it either." Mo Mao Mao didn't move his eyes from the scope at all and replied disdainfully.
"But your best score is 600 feet. How about, little cat, let me shoot them with a machine gun. Even if I can't hit them accurately, I can still scare them into peeing." Chen Yunfa suggested cautiously.
Although Mo Xiaomao is a sharpshooter, he is not on the battlefield after all. Three months ago, he was just a shy young man who followed his father. Now he is required to be the main force to harass 400 bandits.
It is inevitable that he would be afraid in his heart. However, once an order is given, it must be completed. Chen Yunfa, who thinks he has insight into everything, has worked hard to take care of Mo Mao Mao's self-esteem.
"Hey, big man, you said 600 feet. That was half a month ago. Now with this gun, my shooting range..." Mo Mao Mao finally took his eyes away from the scope and looked.
Chen Yunfa, who was rubbing his hands and feeling anxious, sighed.
"What kind of gun is this? I asked you to show it to me. You treat it like a treasure and you don't show it to me. How can it be a magic gun?" Chen Yunfa looked at the gun and looked at it with a scope, which made it even weirder.
But the slightly familiar rifle said dissatisfiedly.
"Hey, it's no use showing it to you. This is a gun that the group leader personally asked Dr. Ge to help me modify. What's it called a sniper rifle? Anyway, with this gun, I can shoot up to 800 feet." Mo Mao Mao
He raised his eyebrows proudly.
In fact, if the scope is removed and the bolt is shortened and turned into a straight line, Chen Yunfa will definitely be able to recognize it. That gun is the "Shuilianzhu" that is also familiar to the soldiers of the national army. The Mosingan that Lao Maozi put into production in 1930
Na M1891/30 standard rifle.
There are probably only a few standard rifles for the national army in the world. In addition to the largest number of imitation German committee rifles made in Hanyang, there is also the Springfield M1903 aided by the United States, and then there is the Soviet standard rifle that has become the Red Empire.
Xingana.
Because the Mosingana rifle is the first generation of rifles to use smokeless powder bullets, it has a crisp sound and low smoke, so it has gained the reputation of "water-rich" in China. Although it looks simple and rough, this gun is particularly suitable for combat
The characteristics of a nation do not require much sophistication, as long as it is strong and durable, and can effectively kill and injure the enemy. Since before the Republic of China, "Shuilianzhu" has been introduced into the country in large quantities. If it were not for some special political factors, this kind of accuracy would be useful.
The mechanical sight can reach 400 feet, and the rifle that can reach 800 feet with the sight can almost keep pace with the status of Hanyang Made in China.
This latest Mosingana standard rifle was a personal gift given to Liu Lang by Du Yuesheng before leaving. It was later used as the prototype of the Mosingana sniper rifle, which was the super sniper Va in the Battle of Stalingrad.
Liu Lang originally planned to slightly modify the sniper rifle used by Xili for his own use.
Later, seeing Mo Xiaomao's talent in sniping, Liu Lang asked Grunov to slightly modify the rifle according to the Mosingana sniper rifle in his memory and gave it to Mo Xiaomao.
Otherwise, no matter how confident you are with Mo Mao Mao made by Hanyang, you will not set the sniper point more than 700 feet away.
"Is it really that powerful?" Chen Yunfa was very skeptical.
The idea of hitting a person more than a mile away is too mysterious, and it would be almost the same if it were a group of people.
"Just wait and see." Mo Mao Mao rolled his eyes and put his eyes on the 6x scope again.
On the mountain road, Huang Qinghe, who was wearing the same black and gray jacket as ordinary bandits, led 400 bandits and ran for nearly ten miles. At this speed, they should be able to reach Heilong Mountain after noon.
Moreover, Huang Qinghe was much more cautious than his third brother. Before the large group of people started to move, he sent a small team to explore the front. Judging from the current situation, everything is normal.
There was nothing wrong with caution. Huang Qinghe, who had always been known for his cleverness, looked around with satisfaction. There was nothing unusual. He waved his hand and signaled the team to continue trotting forward.
At this moment, a clear gunshot rang out, and a bandit who was less than ten meters away from the front of the Huangqing River fell down.
After a brief period of shock, the bandits suddenly exploded into hiding and hid in hiding places on both sides of the mountain road.
Huangqing River is no exception.
The bandit who was shot was left wailing on the spot. The shot hit his thigh, perhaps breaking an artery. No matter how hard he covered it, blood still spurted out from between his fingers.
Everyone knew that he would not survive. Within a few minutes, even if he did not need to cover his body, the blood would stop flowing.