Qin Fei sneered: "Since you know the style of the rebels so well, do you think they can let us go after they kill those few people?"
What's more, they are now outflanked from the right, and we are in their path, and even if we don't do it, we will be exposed quickly.
What's more, you can't delay it now, you have to get out immediately, otherwise who guarantees that there will be rebels behind?
When the army comes, you and I won't survive. ” "We have the car, it's on the side of the road, we can find a chance to get in the car and speed away, the attention of the rebels is on those white people, they don't have time to intercept us!"
Somchai simply has his own theories and judgments.
Of course, this is just the opinion of a layman on the battlefield.
Because although Somchai has been in a war-torn country like Africa for more than ten years, he has never experienced combat firsthand, and his knowledge of combat only comes from some pirated discs of Hollywood blockbusters that sell well in Africa.
Those heroic blockbusters are all dramas in which one person single-handedly picks up a division and a battalion, or can still run alive after a few shots, and the car door can block 762 bullets.
"See what's on the other side?"
Qin Fei pointed to the rebel pickup and said: "Listening to the sound of the gun, you can tell that it is at least 127 mm in caliber, do you know what the consequences of this kind of gun will be if it strafes your Toyota pickup?"
Now the distance between us is only less than 200 meters, and a 127 steel bullet can directly penetrate your entire pickup, not to mention the iron sheet of the Nissan car, even if you are given a Chevrolet full-size SUV, as long as you do not add Kevlar materials, it is still a dead end. ” Song Chai was speechless, when it came to digging diamonds, he was an expert; When it comes to fighting, Qin Fei is an expert.
Qin Fei held a pistol, crawled against the ground like a snake, and after leaving the ditch, he bent down and got up like a leopard, and quickly disappeared into the grass on the right side.
"Hurry, hurry!"
The leader of the rebel detachment on the right is a thin man, perhaps because of the perennial smoking of khat grass, his whole body looks like a rib, but this does not prevent the ferocity on his body, and a pair of eyes protrude out of the sockets, looking like hanging on the forehead, very mad.
The African savannah is all too familiar to these people.
They may not be a match for the white soldiers on the other side, but they are better than anyone else at making sneak attacks in such places, especially in the dark.
After urging his subordinates, the thin man took the lead and rushed to the strongest side.
Just by going around another two hundred meters, you will reach the flank of the group of four, from where you will slowly get close to the white man's hideout, and if you charge again, the problem will soon be solved.
They stepped on the dry grass stalks under their feet, trying to avoid making noises, and slowly circled the back of the group of four like ghosts in the night.
But they didn't notice, just where they had just passed, there was a dry pile of grass less than two meters away, which looked no different from other dead grass.
A pair of eyes were fixed on everyone who passed by, like a tiger that had been lurking all along, watching a troop of unsuspecting antelopes pass in front of them.
When the last rebel soldier passed by, Qin Fei got up from the ground.
The night is the best cover, and it is not only the skill of killing that is tested, but also the courage of the hunter.
At this time, Qin Fei did not have any nervousness, but had a high degree of excitement, the spirit of the height hit made every inch of his body tense up, adrenal hormones were secreted sharply, and his steps were as light as a predatory cheetah.
No one in the rebel detachment expected that there would suddenly be a ghostly person behind them.
Qin Fei slowly approached the last rebel soldier, and when the 127 machine gun on the opposite side began to fire again, when the gunfire was loud, he suddenly took two steps forward, his hand wrapped around the opponent's neck like a python, and his hand covered his mouth, and then the P228 equipped with a silencer was pressed against the opponent's heart, and fired two shots from the bottom to the top of the clothes.
The bullet pierced directly through the heart, and the warhead flew out and shot into the air.
Although shooting at the head can make the opponent die quickly, but shooting through the skull at close range, just like if you hold a bone chopping knife and chop a pig's bone, the high-speed warhead will open the sealed skull, and the impact will produce a more piercing crisp sound when the skull cover is lifted, because the soldiers of the rebels are only a few meters apart, Qin Fei took the way of shooting the heart.
From the bottom up, the reason is that if the warhead is at close range, it may penetrate the human body, and if it happens to be another soldier in front, it will hit the opponent and arouse everyone's alarm.
In addition, firing a gun close to the body can effectively block the muzzle flame and reduce the noise caused by the air tearing when the bullet is discharged.
All the killing skills, Qin Fei flashed in his mind almost instantly, as if a dexterous cook picked up a radish and knew how to cut it to achieve the effect he wanted.
There is no difference between killing people and killing pigs, practice makes perfect.
Qin Fei didn't know why he was so familiar with this hunting technique, it seemed to him that all this was so natural, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.
Perhaps, as Kunchai said, he only served in the reconnaissance unit of country Z, which may be just the most basic.
He may not know that his combat skills would be impressed by any veteran soldier if they saw it, and this is not something that ordinary reconnaissance troops can learn.
The rebel, who had been shot through the heart, struck twice in vain, and quickly softened.
Qin Fei slowly lowered him to the ground, then removed his weapon and bullets.
Although the surrounding light is extremely weak, Qin Fei can still feel that this gun is not AK47 by his touch, but any gun has a common feature in front of veterans, and any veteran can learn to operate a new gun in one minute as long as it is not a specially made gun.
In their eyes, the gun has only a few three parts - the trigger, the safe, the sight.
After collecting all the weapons and ammunition, Qin Fei got into the grass and continued to touch forward.
Soon, the back of the second soldier appeared in sight, this guy with a gun, a cat on his waist, listening to the footsteps of Si Suo in front of him, he could not see the front of the group, only the last companion of the group.
Suddenly, a hand came from behind.
Before he could react, two powerful impacts from his back directly hit his body twice, and he felt as if his heart had been stabbed through with a knife and then stirred twice.
The cavity effect caused by the bullet of the pistol 9 directly shattered his ventricles, and the guy looked down in horror to see that his body was like a plastic water bag filled with red ink, and two transparent holes were mercilessly poked by someone, and blood was spurting out.
He wanted to scream, but someone covered his mouth and tried to pull the trigger, but found that the gun had also been dropped.
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He tried to reach out for help, but he couldn't even lift his hand.
The teammate in front of him had no idea what was happening to him, and continued to walk slowly forward, quickly disappearing into the grass.
Soon, he was gently lowered to the ground, and before his body was completely dead, he saw the moon emerge from the thick clouds, and a dark shadow crouched beside him, snatching everything he could from his body with his hands and feet.
After the black shadow finished searching, he seemed to take another look at himself, and made sure that he no longer had a chance to live, and then got up to leave.
The last shred of life flowed with the blood, the last glimmer of sparkle in the eyes of the rebel soldier was extinguished, and the guy was finally dead.