A sudden bullet hit the armored vehicle Yu Zhiqian was riding in. The bullet came from the two o'clock direction and hit the front windshield, almost where the annual inspection mark is posted in China.
After someone fired a gun, Yu Zhiqian not only didn't feel nervous, but actually breathed a sigh of relief. The group finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to show their heads.
Yu Zhiqian was worried that this group of people wouldn't come out before, but now it seems that he is overthinking it, and this group of people can't help it anymore.
After someone fired a gun, the armed men hiding on both sides of the road who were originally discovered by Yu Zhiqian also stood up, holding weapons, and shot at Yu Zhiqian's armored vehicle. These black people also knew that this armored vehicle was for They pose the greatest threat.
"Head, there is an RPG!"
John spotted a black man carrying an RPG on the side. He immediately controlled the vehicle and fell back quickly, staring at the black man.
When he saw the RPG flying towards the armored vehicle, he immediately stepped on the accelerator. The armored vehicle immediately stopped reversing and instead rushed forward. The RPG controller originally predicted the position of the armored vehicle reversing, but did not expect that it would not retreat. Go in and hide directly.
"Get rid of that controller and leave the rest to me!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he lowered the car window a little, then took out his Mosin Nagant rifle, raised the gun to aim, and took it from the Mosin Nagant. When Yu Zhiqian held it in his hand, he had an inexplicable feeling, as if the gun was an extension of his arm.
This feeling is very magical, and Yu Zhiqian can't explain exactly why, but this feeling is very weak, as if the connection will be lost at any time. Yu Zhiqian knows that this is partly because he has not yet completely mastered the skill of the sniper god, and partly because he has Not skilled enough yet.
"boom!"
Pulling the trigger, Shui Lianzhu's unique gunshot sounded, and bullets ejected from the barrel of the gun, flying towards the target Yu Zhiqian was aiming at. A militant holding an AKM in his hand was hiding behind a bunker, with his head exposed for observation. Before he could see clearly what was going on, his head exploded.
The companion next to him was covered in blood and brains. He was so frightened that he took two steps back. However, he still took out his weapon tremblingly and continued fighting. He only had one thought in his mind, as long as he snatched this If you take a convoy, you can go to the big city and you don’t have to stay here.
"Rush over and rob them all. They have fewer people, but we have more people!"
A black man holding a domestically produced loudspeaker lay on the ground and shouted loudly without daring to show his head. This guy was also very smart and knew that he would be the first to catch the enemy. Although he kept shouting slogans, he did not show his head and kept lying on the ground.
At this time, a total of more than thirty black armed men appeared, holding weapons and covering each other, rushing out from every corner. Their equipment was very backward, and most of them didn't even have shoes.
But they do have guns. This is a common phenomenon in Africa. Many Africans have no food or clothing, but they must have an AKM or an ancestral AK47. This is the foundation for their livelihood.
"Machine gun ready!" Yu Zhiqian looked at the rushing black man without much expression on his face. John immediately raised the heavy machine gun on the armored vehicle and prepared to control it. Yu Zhiqian began to inform Liu Wenlong: "Free fire, end the battle as soon as possible, don't let They're coming!"
"Copy that, Captain Yu, everyone, fire on your own!"
The first targets of this group of black men were Yu Zhiqian's armored vehicle and the jeep behind it. The five trucks were now very safe. This group of black men were counting on these five trucks to make a fortune, so they selectively did not attack the trucks.
After the machine gun on the armored vehicle was raised, Yu Zhiqian did not turn on the automatic fire mode. There were outsiders present, and Yu Zhiqian did not want to expose too much. Moreover, Yu Zhiqian also wanted to use these people to practice experience and improve his sniper level.
John controlled the machine gun and killed some threatening targets first, while Yu Zhiqian held the Mosin Nagant and kept looking for targets. Just when Yu Zhiqian shot a black man, he suddenly felt a signal of danger and his instincts were low. head, and at the same time raised the bulletproof glass.
A bullet hit the passenger window. The bulletproof glass blocked the bullet, but the glass still cracked like snowflakes.
"Sniper!" Yu Zhiqian's first reaction was this. This shot was very good, just like the black man's first shot before. It was also very accurate. It should have been shot by one person.
Yu Zhiqian squatted half-crouched, put the rifle aside, picked up the controller of the drone, and then flew towards the one o'clock direction to see from which angle the bullet hit.
"No!"
The drone searched continuously for a long time, but Yu Zhiqian could not find any valuable targets. It was as if the shot appeared out of thin air. He was full of doubts. Could it be that the shot just now was just luck, a stray bullet? ?
Yu Zhiqian frowned and continued to observe. He always felt that things were not that simple. Since the other side dared to block the road, there must be someone to rely on. There must be one or more people with better marksmanship ambushing around.
According to their plan, after the convoy discovered the rocks, as soon as someone got out of the car, they would immediately launch an attack. They did not want to kill them, but only wanted to injure them.
In this case, they can use this wounded soldier to make a big fuss. Although it sounds like black people can't think of this method, sometimes, black people still have a flash of inspiration. After all, they are also intelligent creatures.
"boom!"
Another bullet hit the glass of Yu Zhiqian's car. Both of Yu Zhiqian's bullets hit the glass of the passenger door, but were blocked by the bulletproof glass. However, this reminded Yu Zhiqian that it was not luck, it was true. Sniper.
"Is he an expert? Still further away?" Yu Zhiqian immediately controlled the drone and continued to fly forward to find the target. Previously, Yu Zhiqian had only searched for about two hundred meters according to his knowledge of black people.
After all, everyone has witnessed the marksmanship of black people, and it is basically boring to go beyond 100 meters. I didn't expect to meet a master among black people in such a place.
Behind a sand dune more than 300 meters away, Yu Zhiqian finally saw his sniper. A tall and thin black man, lying on the ground, holding an SVD in his hand, was gently adjusting his position. When he saw the sky After flying the drone, I immediately knew that my position was exposed.
Without saying a word, he stood up and ran quickly towards the distance. As a sniper, he knew very well what outcome was waiting for him after his position was exposed.
