"They seemed to be so frightened that they even deployed two light machine guns in this team."
Liszt lay quietly in the dense bushes in the forest, looking closely at the hidden forest path in front of him through the gaps caused by the swaying of the branches and leaves in the wind.
Or rd light machine gun, but there is not much of a soldier's tough temperament on his face.
Instead, he looks around and shows a sense of panic, like a shepherd who is afraid of a hungry wolf jumping out at any time.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly with a trace of disdain, and he also sneered at the fear and anxiety of these thirteen Soviet soldiers. 1887 shotgun.
For this group of soldiers who were obviously sent out as road signs to lock down his range of activities, he had no intention of harvesting just for 200 points.
Liszt slowly raised his head.
A fully armed Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopter was roaring and spreading wind pressure, shaking the tree crowns randomly.
He stretched out his left hand slightly and made a downward movement.
The Marines immediately understood List's request to remain lurking.
And their current cooperation is also quite tacit.
Even if the Soviet soldiers in front of them are already walking on the path more than three meters away and have gradually left their sight, no one has fired or made any movement.
Ordinary Soviet soldiers only have 200 points, which is completely dispensable to Lister.
He still has hundreds of thousands of points, but he doesn't look down on these miscellaneous soldiers who have little fighting power and can only be slaughtered.
And Liszt also knew that he was afraid that at the moment when he fired, once the Soviet soldiers passed the news, all the Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopters prepared on the entire island would take off instantly, fully loaded with all the equipment.
Armed Soviet soldiers quickly arrived around the area.
They surrounded their retreat, and even used rockets to turn the entire forest into a sea of fire.
"These Soviets are totally capable.
They are a little crazy now."
Slowly licking the corners of his mouth, Liszt watched the Soviet soldier completely disappear into the dense forest, but couldn't help but frown slightly.
The Soviets, who have always believed in simple violence, can never suffer losses, especially the massacre on the cliffs and flats half a month ago.
This group of guys was even more stimulated, to the point where they patrolled strictly every day.
Even according to Liszt's investigation, all the beaches on this island that can provide landings have been stationed with troops, and they are basically on guard.
And this strict defense is not just talk.
Almost every half hour, three Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopters will appear for armed patrols.
Once an abnormality is discovered, one helicopter will come down to investigate, and the other two helicopters will It is to pull up to provide fire cover.
This is completely the result of absorbing the experience of Lister using anti-tank rockets half a month ago to directly shoot down all four helicopters, resulting in the loss of air superiority.
Of course, this also caused an absolute deterrent to Lister.
Once he and his troops really engaged in a firefight with the Soviet soldiers again, I am afraid it would not be as simple as last time.
Not to mention the patrols on the road and the helicopters in the sky, even armed speedboats with heavy machine guns have appeared on the sea around the island.
Large-caliber heavy machine guns, several groups combined together.
Even littoral combat ships are capable of fighting, and combined with the island's fire network and aerial fire strikes.
Not to mention the special guerrilla warfare currently led by Liszt, even if the regular army wanted to storm the island, without absolute fire suppression by land, sea and air, they would probably have to pay an absolute price to gain a foothold on the island.
This is really a very strict defense level.
For ordinary special forces, I am afraid that they have no way to start in this iron-barrel-like defense.
I can only retreat sadly.
But for Liszt, being able to exchange materials for replenishment at any time, this so-called iron bucket-like defense level, does not have much effect.
He can even use this rather tight defensive force to perform some tricks to gain points.
It can also be a small means to make the Soviet soldiers on this small island even more panicked.
Slowly walking out of the bushes, Liszt held Winchester in his arms and scanned the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
After making sure everything was correct, he gestured backward. 4a1 assault rifles.
Marines also wearing ghillie suits also popped up in the bushes, but they did not leave the bushes too far.
They just leaned cautiously next to these dense plants, using their ghillie suits to let them and The background blended into one, and he looked at the surrounding situation quite solemnly, holding his own rifle and standing guard on the spot.
"Sometimes having too many troops patrolling is not a good thing."
Liszt took out an engineering shovel behind him and looked at the forest path that was firmly stepped on with his feet, but a sarcastic smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
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The engineer's shovel was swung rapidly in his hand, and piles of soil were piled aside with Liszt's strength.
In almost ten seconds, a deep hole nearly one meter long was dug out.
Liszt licked his lips slightly, looked at his masterpiece, and nodded with satisfaction: "This is a big meal."
If a shell used by the 203 self-propelled howitzer explodes, what kind of power will it cause?
Judging from the bombardment of the artillery, if there are no trenches, fortifications, buffer layers and other objects, the terrifying shock wave will be set off at the moment of the explosion.
Infrasound waves can instantly kill all large creatures in a football stadium.
And even if you are hiding in trenches or fortifications, if you are within twenty meters, you will be shocked to death by the terrifying force.
In the previous world, the 203 self-propelled howitzer had exceeded the power that humans could bear, almost to the point of excess power.
Except for some countries that are superstitious about artillery, most mainstream countries have all replaced 155 self-propelled howitzers.
The super-large-caliber artillery has unparalleled power that no one can match.
Even an ordinary 203 artillery shell is enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the surrounding land.
Now, a shell used by the 203 super-large-caliber artillery is already lying in the deep rectangular hole that Lister just dug.
The yellow-orange color reflects a different kind of charm.
This fat guy is very heavy.
Fortunately, Liszt spent 1,000 points to redeem one.
Otherwise, it would have been transported from some ordnance warehouse and I don't know if he would have fainted.
After all, the weight and size are not something that is easy to carry.
Looking at the cannonball that had filled the entire hole, the smile on Liszt's face became even brighter.
However, he still reached out to the bottom of the shell, where the primer was, and put a thick anti-tank grenade.
At the same time, he took out the pull cord at the bottom of the grenade and carefully tied it to a small wire. .
Turning his head slightly to look at a small tree next to him, he immediately pulled the wire and quickly wrapped it around it several times, and tightened the wire tightly.
"Very good, that's it."
After carefully handling it, Liszt nodded slowly.
But his movements were quite gentle.
Even when he walked, he seemed to be afraid that the vibration of the ground would break the tight wire.
The cannonballs were buried, and after a few pats, some fallen leaves found everywhere were sprinkled on them, while also covering up the taut wire.
After doing all this, Liszt finally nodded.
The Marines behind him immediately came to his side, carefully holding their rifles and guarding the surroundings.
They all cooperated tacitly, and even a Marine Corps member responsible for calculating time raised his wrist, looked at the time on his watch, turned to remind Lister: "Captain, there will be another wave in twenty minutes."
Patrol, we have to go back to the cave in the meantime."
"Twenty minutes is enough" Nodding slowly, the smile on Liszt's face was still bright.
He was like a young man who came for an outing in the forest.
He looked at the lush green vegetation around him and nodded with satisfaction: "How can a big meal be at least...
We also want to let our guests know how hospitable we are."
Liszt smiled softly, but his eyes were extremely cold.
He turned to look at the forest path, and pointed deeper into the dense forest.
Department: "We need to lay out more" He stood up and still carried Winchester towards the depths of the forest.
Like a nimble cheetah, he quickly arrived at a woodland more than a thousand meters away.
The super-large-caliber artillery shell was buried, and at the same time, a wire was wrapped around the tree, connected with the anti-tank grenade fired by the shell, and collapsed tightly.
With the double cover of soil and leaves, it completely disappeared into this common dense forest. among.
“Oh, of course, I almost forgot, there’s also our aperitif.”
A small package-like object appeared in Liszt's hand.
He slowly tossed it in his hand.
It looked heavy as if it contained a lot of things.
Liszt reached out and set some buttons on it, and a ten-minute countdown suddenly appeared, and the stopwatch started ticking.
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Liszt licked his lips.
He didn't seem satisfied.
He stretched out his hand and scattered a few more grenades on it.
Then he nodded slightly towards the three marines behind him and said with a smile: "Let's go, my three helpers." , the guest’s meal time is coming soon.” s: I went to check it out during the day.
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