Slowly raising his left hand, Lister motioned to the surrounding Marines to lurk quietly.
He did not give the order to fire.
Although the distance of a thousand meters was still a plain with no shelter, it was the best shooting range for them.
However, considering the so-called Enclave agent before, Lister still said in a deep voice: "Let go."
They come over."
"Let them come over" Karl, who was holding the 4a1 assault rifle in his hand, was also slightly startled, and couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the soldiers in the cave.
The 2HB Browning heavy machine gun had been set up on a tripod, and more than thirty Marine Corps soldiers came over from the tunnel behind them.
They also mounted two heavy machine guns and quickly set them up behind the gap in the boulder.
Faintly aimed at the Canadian who was still struggling in the snow outside.
Liszt's left hand was still raised, which symbolized a gesture of readiness, and everyone in the cave already understood what he meant.
Karl slowly bent over and stood up.
Looking at the Marines behind him who had almost filled Cave No. 5, he couldn't help but quickly made a few gestures and said solemnly: "Everyone, be quiet and wait for orders." " Throughout Cave No. 5, the fifty Marines who had gathered were already holding their breath and lurking inside.
In the tunnel behind him and in Cave No. 4, there were also twenty other soldiers on standby.
If it weren't for the need for garrison personnel in Cave No. 3 and Cave No. 1 of the ammunition depot, I'm afraid they would have already arrived by now.
"Their movements are really clumsy and they don't look well-trained at all."
Holding the telescope gently with his white hands, Lister's eyes scanned through the transparent lenses very carefully at the Canadian soldier who was walking like a penguin in the thick snow.
And there was a little gloominess in his eyes, and he couldn't help but squint and said: "How could this be an agent of the Enclave?"
"They are the only agents."
Karl came closer and looked carefully at the snow-white plain outside.
The Canadians couldn't help but let out a cold snort in their noses as they walked unsteadily in the snow.
The 4a1 assault rifle was also pressed against his shoulder, and he slowly extended the muzzle of the gun through the small gap.
He couldn't help but shrugged and laughed at himself: "If they are well-trained agents, then these boys and I will Aren’t we the elites who fought on the most brutal battlefields?”
Agents and spies are elites selected from elite troops.
It is a business among the elite, and everyone can do their own thing.
After all, the various trivial matters they handle may not be as good as high-intensity armed confrontations or frequent fierce battles, but the various requirements are no longer comparable to the strict special forces.
On that snowfield, a deep mark had appeared on the white snow, and the twenty Canadian Maple Leaf soldiers were also moving forward.
It seems that their goal is not the mountain peak in the cave where Liszt is, but they want to bypass them and head towards the mountain behind.
And based on estimates.
The area they want to reach may be the entrance to Cave No. 1 where Liszt appeared first and has also collapsed.
"But I felt something was weird.
They looked as scared as lost chickens."
Liszt squinted slightly, and through the military binoculars in his hand, he could clearly see the appearance of the twenty generals wrapped in thick leather cold-proof clothing.
However, their body temperature also dissipated with the cold air outside, and their physical strength was almost exhausted due to the obstruction of the snow layer.
Liszt could clearly see the panic on their faces through the telescope.
His fingers squeezed the thick telescope gently.
His brows were also furrowed tightly, and he said slowly and suspiciously: "Testing" "Probably.
No, this is definitely a test."
Seeing the Canadians who were gradually slowing down their forward speed, as if they were frightened, Karl couldn't help but frown slightly.
He turned around and glanced at the Marines gathered around him, but as if he thought of something, he said quickly to Liszt: "They don't know if we have other passages."
Nod slowly.
Lister also believed that the role of the Canadians should be to take the bait that could die at any time.
But his eyes were also extremely cautious, scanning the Canadian who was still advancing slowly.
Just as he was about to say something, a certain throbbing in his heart suddenly jumped up.
Let him blurt out: "Something's wrong."
Breathing deeply, a slight chill came from the gap in front of him, making him calm down.
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Putting his hand on his beating chest, Liszt felt the uneasiness beating in his heart, which made him fall into a strange state of mind.
This is very unusual for him now, and even because of the joint clearing campaign by the Soviets and Canadians, he is not as uneasy as he is today.
"Let them pass without firing."
Liszt took out the small green communication device from his pocket and looked at the screen that was not turned on, but his eyes were a little suspicious.
Licking the corner of his mouth, he still chose to believe in this sixth sense that had saved him countless times.
He turned to Carl and the other soldiers and ordered: "Continue to lurk, be careful not to be exposed."
But when he ordered to go down, a Marine Corps soldier walked quickly into the passage.
He was still holding a long object wrapped in linen in his arms.
He glanced at the silent atmosphere in the cave and became cautious when walking.
Looking at Liszt in front of him, he also walked over quickly and walked over.
The thing in his arms was handed to him and said: "Captain, this is your shotgun."
But he paused slightly and said softly: "The period inside seemed a little irritable when he heard a Canadian coming."
"irritable" Turning his head slightly, Lister's eyes had already caught sight of the Enclave pilot who was being held in the head by two Marines with 4a1 assault rifles in the cave passage.
He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
Being able to have two rifles pressed against his head by this group of young men, Yezu had already explained what his so-called irritability was all about.
Standing up gently, Liszt held the Winchester shotgun wrapped in linen and moved nimbly through the separated crowd behind him.
And when he looked at the excited full stop who was being stared at fiercely with two rifles pressed against his head, he slowly nodded and asked: "What's wrong, my Mr.
Full Stop?"
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