Song Yuanhang didn't even look at Hu Na in the end, no matter how he pleaded, the guards at the door resolutely fulfilled their duties and stood outside the door without saying a word.
Looking at the chaotic camp, a bold plan took shape in Song Yuanhang's mind, after using a multi-functional tactical knife to pick up the disposable handcuffs.
Song Yuanhang knocked on the door a few times behind the side door, but unfortunately the guards ignored him, Song Yuanhang had to use an ashtray to break the vent glass of the back wall, jumped up, and supported his body in the dead corner of the door with both arms.
After the inexperienced guards found that the person was missing, their first reaction was not to report, but to open the door with a gun and rush in.
Song Yuanhang first opened a gap in the door, looked left and right with the small mirror in the room, and after making sure it was safe, he dodged out of the door, pulled down the brim of his hat and went straight to the weapons depot.
As soon as the "captain" non-commissioned officer spoke, he was knocked unconscious by Song Yuanhang.
A full set of anti-infrared thermal camouflage suits, GS locator, Type 02 short assault rifle, Type 02 9mm combat pistol, Type 85 sniper rifle, high-energy dry food for snipers, three directional mines, more than 20 Type 86 steel ball grenades plus nearly 1,000 rounds of various ammunition.
Looking at the bulging 120-liter marching backpack on the ground, Song Yuanhang swallowed a mouthful of spit, which should have been a standard configuration shared by the sniper and the two coverers Glancing at the white clouds in the sky, Song Yuanhang muttered, "Hu Na, you are waiting for me" and then turned around and went straight to the parking lot.
Just as Song Yuanhang successfully jumped into one of the spare jeeps in the parking lot and was about to start, a big hand covered the key door.
"Deputy Captain" Song Yuanhang raised his head slightly in panic, Feng Bin looked at Song Yuanhang meaningfully and said: "You are the most promising young officer in our brigade, is there really no second choice?"
Song Yuanhang bit his lower lip tightly and shook his head gently: "If I don't do this, I won't be at ease for the rest of my life."
"Alas," Feng Bin said with a long sigh: "Even if you want to go, you have to get a good car, our car is not very suitable for the desert Gobi, and a good car will not reveal your identity."
With that, Feng Bin set his eyes on the other side of the valley.
"Good car" Song Yuanhang suddenly understood, nodded and said, "Thank you, vice captain" Feng Bin grabbed Song Yuanhang and said in a low voice: "Channel 5891 is open for you 24 hours a day, don't hold it up if it doesn't work." ” Ten minutes later, the stunned guards and non-commissioned officers were told that it was just a combat exercise of the special detachment, and they were both sent to the peacekeeping headquarters hospital hundreds of kilometers away from the camp for physical examination.
Back in the office, Wang Huaimin glanced at Feng Bin and said, "It's all arranged."
Feng Bin picked up the cup and took a few sips, wiped his mouth and said: "You have released this vengeful lone wolf, and now he is like a kite, in the area controlled by the anti-government army, accidents may occur at any time." ” Wang Huaimin looked at a painting of Manjianghong hanging in the office, and suddenly surged with pride: "Foreign insults need people's royal powers, and it is the duty of soldiers to resist foreign insults, when are we not even as good as the ancients, the camp of the Chinese peacekeeping garrison is equivalent to China's territory, today he bombs your camp and you don't react, tomorrow he will dare to ride on top of your head to, although we have always advocated solving the problem by peaceful means, but this does not mean that we are afraid of war, if we don't fight, we will hit him until he hurts, and he is afraid."
After Wang Huaimin walked around the room a few times excitedly, he took a deep breath and said to Feng Bin: "Transfer the four Zhiwu planes belonging to us to the camp to stand by, and at the same time order the combat detachment to enter the combat state and be ready at any time." ” The warm afternoon sun makes people feel tired, and Private William Scout, who belongs to the mobile group of the Blood Bat Squadron of the 16th Air Service Regiment of the U.S.
Army, is on duty at the depot today, he has been living on his grandfather's farm until he was 19 years old, and the only bad guy he has ever seen is Calvin in the small town high school, and in his impression, the sky is always so blue, and people are always smiling.
His grandfather fought in World War II and fought the Japanese on Iwo Jima, he joined the army with his grandfather's encouragement, and as his grandfather said, he was a great boy, and although he received rigorous training in the special forces, William Scout always believed that the world was good, and that he would be respected by the local people for his righteous cause.
On his first patrol in Iraq, William Scout was greeted by three RG rockets on his Humvee, and he suffered only a mild concussion before being sent to the peacekeeping forces Today Carter finally meets the bad guy, the nasty guy who knocked himself unconscious and stole a Humvee full of G-type ZHA medicine.
The communicator was broken, all the vehicle engines were fired, what the damn bastard was he going to do with so many engines, this brute scoundrel William Scout was settling the damn guy in every language he could think of, and now he needed to walk a dozen miles to report this important situation.
How could such a large parking lot put only one guard, William Scout, who wanted to cry without tears, kicked the stone on the ground hard, and walked towards the camp with difficulty Two years ago, the National Salvation Army (RSF) was not well known among the Congolese rebels, and like most of the rebels, due to a lack of funds, weapons and personnel, most of them played the role of a flag-waving voice, and whenever there was a terrorist attack there, they would make a frenzy to make statements admitting that they had done it.
The leader of the Patriotic Salvation Army, La Fes, is just a bankrupt businessman who has failed in business, and he is like most Congolese men in middle age, lazy and lazy, fat and bald, but since this down-and-out organization is almost about to disintegrate, he has taken a good fortune and was unexpectedly favored by the overseas branch of the CIA, after retraining and reorganization, with the support of funds, weapons, intelligence, and technology, La Fais began to make ambitious plans to make a big vote, to strengthen his momentum, and overthrow the current government in the future, Even if he doesn't have the opportunity to form a cabinet, at least he will have a place in the new government.
The kindness and generosity of the Chinese were regarded by Lafis as a sign of weakness, so a major incident occurred in which the Chinese peacekeeping camp was attacked.
When Kate, the head of the CIA's intelligence organization in the Congo, learned that Lafis had sent people to attack the camp of the Chinese peacekeepers, he urgently sent people to stop it, but it was too late, and after reading the news, Kate, who had been engaged in intelligence gathering and sorting work in the Far East, even hoped that the camp of the United States itself was attacked.
"Merciful God, I hope that the Chinese will be as restrained as ever" Kate's wishful thinking was doomed to be shattered, and Song Yuanhang at this moment was like a sharp arrow of revenge, and there was no way back when the bowstring sounded.
Rafez's camp was set up in an unnamed town that could not even be found on a military map, and was more of a small settlement with only a few dozen families than a small town.
In addition to the one and a half companies deployed on the periphery, the main force of the Patriotic Salvation Army was stationed in the nameless town, and the infantry of three companies plus a new mortar battalion, a team of nearly 1,000 people made La Fis feel extremely comfortable.
Although his American master had recently shown more and more dissatisfaction with him, he did not pay much attention to it, because his new owner was far more generous than his old one.
The cigar smoke in the air made Kazuo Kojima, who was sitting opposite Lafes, cough slightly, and Lafis saw that Kojima was not used to cigars, and he was quite happy to raise the thick cigar in his hand and said: "Mr.
Kojima, thank you for providing military instructors, they have brought us hope of victory, but here, cigars and women are God's gifts to men, you have to learn to enjoy them." ” Kazuo Kojima took off his gold-rimmed eyes and glanced at Lafis who was sitting opposite him with a fat stomach out of the corner of his eye, although Kojima despised this rude and lowly nigger in his heart, but his surface skills were not bad at all.
Kojima sighed softly at the lens, and said in a very respectful tone: "Our Yamato nation has been seeking living space for many years, and the revival of the great cause of the imperial kingdom is the purpose and pursuit of our existence, and as for personal pleasure, it is dispensable. ” Lafis was very disdainful of the ascetic-like life of Kojima, but it was very irrational to offend the spokesperson of the new owner for the sake of personal habits, and such a low-level mistake Lafis would naturally not make.
Kojima is not actually a Puritans, but in the third rise of the empire, the development of controlled armed forces is the most important part of the African economic colonization plan, so he does not dare to slack off, plus Kojima has little interest in greasy black women.
However, Kojima was still full of expectations for the celebration banquet to be held tonight, because the medical team sent by the mainland would also arrive in the evening, and Yoko Miura, the military medical chief who had made him think about it for a long time, was also on the list.
Rafis was thinking about the dancers who would arrive at the camp at night, and for a moment the atmosphere in the room became very strange, and the old-fashioned fan hanging on the roof made a loud noise while not bringing a trace of coolness, but stirring up layers of heat.
The horny island suddenly had a cold nose, and the blood covered the nose of the island was stunned all of a sudden, which was really not a good sign.
After rolling violently, Song Yuanhang, who was smashed, climbed out of the driver's building that had been deformed and could not be opened, glanced at the G-shaped ZHA medicine that was thrown to the ground, manipulated the sniper rifle next to him, and quickly put an anti-government soldier who was close to himself more than ten meters into the triangular tip in the scope.
With a gunshot, the head of the rebel soldier who wanted to capture Song Yuanhang alive was torn apart like a watermelon that had been beaten with a wooden stick, and one of the skulls flew up and fell on the face of a nearby soldier, startling the soldier who was about to lie down, hesitated slightly, and a cloud of blood immediately burst out of his chest.
After firing a magazine, the corpses of ten anti-government soldiers fell to death on the side of the road in various shapes, and Song Yuanhang's scope could not see the anti-government soldiers.
This kind of heart-wrenching killing made Song Yuanhang extremely excited, and he was bent on avenging Hu Na, and he had fallen into a state of endless madness.
After simply sorting out the equipment and ammunition, Song Yuanhang filled a 120-liter carrying backpack with G-type ZHA medicine, and set up many tricks and traps along the way, which was not the back road left by Song Yuanhang's preparation to retreat, but the arrangement for maneuvering with the opponent's large army, because Song Yuanhang had already made up his mind to die, and he never thought about leaving alive.
On the accuracy of the Type 85 sniper rifle, the author would like to talk about his own views, the author has used the Type 79 and the improved Type 85 762 mm caliber sniper rifle, about the accuracy of this SVD sniper rifle imitated by the Soviet Army has always been discussed and concerned by everyone, the accuracy of the SVD used by the Soviet Army is very high, and it can be confronted with famous guns such as HK in Chechnya, the reason is that the Soviet Army uses special high-precision sniper bullets, and our army does not have such ammunition, Our army's training syllabus at that time was relatively conservative and backward, so it led to the sniper rifle shooting only four practice levels, many subjects are not qualified for drills at all, the value of nearly 10,000 low-light night vision sights because it is too expensive to lock in the warehouse all year round, no one will operate at all Many reasons add together, so that everyone feels that the performance of the Type 85 sniper rifle is not ideal, in fact, it is not fair The gun is on par with small caliber in terms of accuracy when shooting at targets within 400 meters, 762 mm caliber is comparable to small caliber in terms of accuracy, Its lethality far exceeds that of small calibers, which is the main reason why the US ground forces are still heavily armed with 21 semi-automatic sniper rifles
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