No longer worried about being bitten by a poisonous snake, Hong Tao immediately began to think about how to harm people. The enemies on the opposite side of the roadbed were invisible here, so he had to know their location in order to be targeted. So Hong Tao pulled out another and

It's something like a handheld thermal imager. After a few seconds, a green light appears on the screen.

"Let me see where you are hiding...the sky is full of spirits, the earth is full of spirits, the demons and ghosts are about to appear!" The waterproof performance is really good, and the human radar is successfully turned on!

"Hey, no one is there?" But in the next few minutes, Hong Tao seriously suspected that the thing was broken, and nothing was scanned on the screen.

"Oh, it's hidden here..." In order to verify whether the equipment was broken, he climbed a hundred or ten meters west along the roadbed, and finally there was a signal on the radar. Based on what he had observed in the reed marsh, the enemy's

You probably know about deployment.

Those guys are all hiding on the north side of the roadbed and waiting, trying to trap themselves in the swamp. Once they can't stand the mosquito bites, they will immediately become live targets. The strategy is very stable and reasonable.

It's a pity that they obviously didn't expect and couldn't expect that some people are not afraid of mosquito bites, and are almost immune to even poisonous snakes. Sometimes if the move is wrong, the whole game will be lost, like now!

After packing up all the things on his body that would make a sound when hitting the asphalt road, Hong Tao started to cross the road like a gecko. The speed was very slow, and it took more than ten minutes to crawl under the roadbed on the north side.

Now I can finally see the movements of most of the enemies. In the thermal sight, there are white human-shaped heat signal sources lying down every 100 meters. The nearest one is only 70 or 80 meters away from me, and there is a night mark on its head.

The monitor was turned on, but it was not put down.

After another ten minutes of squirming like maggots, the distance was reduced to less than 30 meters. Hong Tao slowly pulled out the pistol, aimed at the back of the guy's head while lying down with both hands, stabilized his breathing for a few seconds, and fired!

"Click...push...push..." There was a slight friction of the machine spring, and after the firing pin made a sound, the bullet sprang out of the muzzle at high speed. The flame and deflagration sound were absorbed by the silencer, but the cartridge case hit a block when it hit the ground.

Small stones buried in the sand.

"..." Taking a deep breath, Hong Tao was already ready to shoot down the target 200 meters away with his rifle, then cross the road and run away again into the swamp.

Fortunately, the clouds were quite thick tonight, blocking most of the moonlight, and there was a slight southerly wind, which made the reed leaves rustle. The sound just now did not arouse the alarm in the distance, or they did not hear it at all.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high..." Seeing this, Hong Tao immediately became more courageous. The shot was very accurate, directly hitting the head of the enemy dozens of meters away. It felt great!

It took him almost ten minutes to crawl to kill one, and the shooting distance was shortened from more than 30 meters at the beginning to about 20 meters. During this time, he also figured out a trick to get close to the enemy without being discovered, crawling with the sound of the wind!

Whenever there is a slight breeze and the reed leaves start to rub against each other, climb up a few times quickly. When the wind subsides and the reed leaves stop moving, try to stay where you are.

"The first team covers, the second team disperses and returns to the camp!" Wacker sat next to the tire of the all-terrain vehicle and tightened his cloak tightly. He felt that the darkness before dawn was particularly cold. Seeing that the sky in the east was already showing traces of light blue.

, tonight is all in vain.

We just counted the first one, and found that 9 people from the three teams of Judges were killed and 4 were injured, more than half of them were lost. Since the cunning enemy is hiding in the swamp and cannot come out, we can only shrink the team out of the rifle range before dawn.

, waiting for the reinforcements from Kuqa to arrive before deciding whether to launch a search. In this kind of terrain, his men are still not very experienced.

"...Team 2...Team 2!" But after waiting for a few seconds, there was no sound from the walkie-talkie. I lowered my head and checked carefully. If there was power, I called the captain of the second team.

"What are your orders, President?" Fortunately, the captain of the second team quickly answered.

"Send someone to see what the first team is doing and ask them to immediately retreat three hundred meters to find a bunker and continue to monitor!"

Wacker breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was something wrong with the walkie-talkie, maybe it was out of power. As time went by, batteries became more and more expensive, and even the elite troops in the Adjudicator couldn't have one per person unless necessary.

"Team 3, how are the wounded?" In order to expand the surveillance distance as much as possible, Team 1 and Team 2 are fully equipped with ten people. Team 3, which is responsible for fire suppression, only has two machine gunners and 4 wounded, and they are in the camp.

Behind the roadbed about 200 meters south.

"..." But the third team didn't answer again.

"Three... bang... bang bang..." Wacker was a little annoyed and raised his voice, but as soon as he spoke, several gunshots were heard from the right front.

"Second team, second team, what's going on!" As soon as he heard this kind of gunfire, Vacker's whole body tensed up immediately. It was so similar to the gunfire that attacked the camp at night. It was definitely not a Russian-made weapon.

, nor like Chinese weapons.

"Pah, pah, pah..." But the captain of the second team did not respond. Instead, gunfire rang out one after another. It sounded like there was a firefight, both the Russian-made AK12 and the familiar gunfire.

But the firefight lasted so short that neither side had a chance to finish a magazine before it ended. The world returned to calm. Only the night wind swept across the earth from time to time, picking up relatively small gravel and hitting it on the metal of the vehicle.

A subtle rustling sound.

"Team 2, Team 2, answer! Team 3, Team 3, are you dead?" Vacker no longer bothered to shout in Chinese. The judges of these three teams are all elite, and most of the members are from Russia and Kazakhstan.

, although they both speak Chinese, they are more accustomed to speaking Russian.

"Speak slowly and I might be able to understand you...are you calling your person? There are two messages, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?" There was finally a response on the intercom, but the voice was very unfamiliar. It was a person.

The man's tone didn't sound like he was on the battlefield, it was more like chatting.

"...Who are you!" After asking this question, Wacker regretted a little. This is nonsense, who else could it be!

"I'm used to saving the good for last, so I'll tell you the bad news first. All of your men are dead, including the injured ones, who asked me to slit their necks with a knife. The good news is that you don't have to worry about them anymore.

Don’t worry, don’t worry about whether it will be dangerous to smear your driving, because you are going to die too... da da da… da da da… da da da…"

The man on the walkie-talkie naturally filtered out all the nonsense and did not answer the question. He was talking to himself. There was a slight pause, and then there was a sudden burst of gunfire.

"Bastard ... Ding Ding Dang ..." The gunfire Wakl was more familiar, and he rushed out of the left without hesitation, and then climbed into a pit of more than ten meters away.

A cloud of sparks exploded from where he was hiding, and the warheads were ravaging the motorcycles and all-terrain vehicles parked together. In front of the 7.62mm steel-tipped bullets, the iron sheets were defenseless, and various metal fragments were scattered everywhere.

Flying, it turned into a pile of scrap metal in the blink of an eye.

Each team of the Punishers has one of the Russian-made PKM general-purpose machine guns. This time we brought three in total. One was mounted on the all-terrain vehicle, and the remaining two were assigned to the third team for fire suppression.

At the moment, the enemy should be using them to shoot at their own position. That can only mean one thing. The third team is also finished. To further reason, the first team that has not responded is the earliest to be finished, followed by the third team and the second team.

Some of the people. In the brief exchange of fire just now, the remaining members of the second team should also be dead.

If calculated this way, the enemy should start the massacre from the east! Although the situation was very dangerous, Wacker's mind was still clear, and he quickly figured out the general situation and approximate location of the enemy.

"..." Then, when the fuel tank of a motorcycle was hit and caught fire, he suddenly jumped up and ran towards the north quickly.

This was his only chance to escape. The Arbitrator's PKM machine gun was equipped with a 250-round ammunition belt, and the enemy obviously had night vision equipment from a long distance. There was no possibility of survival waiting here.
Chapter completed!