"Alas... I have worked hard for seven or eight years, and now I am back before liberation..." Hong Tao did not move his position, but continued to lie on the roof and observe in circles with the outpost mirror. When he saw this scene, he knew the result.

What followed the helicopter was not just a few snowmobiles, but also a large army behind them. No matter how hard I tried, I could not save the cabin. When I thought that the paradise I had lived in for eight years was about to be destroyed, I was helpless except to look up to the sky and sigh.

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While the enemy was still lingering two or three kilometers away, Hong Tao took the time to go into the house and lay out a set of simple booby traps. He tied the gasoline barrel and the grenade together, and then connected them to the animal trap at the door.

"Brother, let's make do with it. Remember my appearance. If you see me again in the next life, stay away and don't come close. Nothing good will happen!" Then he rode to the south and picked up the bodies of the Kerim couple.

It was carried to the ranch cabin and also equipped with booby traps and oil drums.

I don’t know if the Kirgiz people have cremation customs, so now I have to act urgently. I really don’t have time to bury it carefully, even to make a simple pile of rubbish.

"Puff... Puff... Puff..." Also beaten to death in the wooden house were three shepherd dogs. They had been raised by Kerim since childhood. They were so accustomed to human life that they would not hurt them even if they starved to death.

The sheep in the sheepfold are even more unwilling to follow him. If they stay here, they will eventually be found and beaten to death, so it is better to let them do it themselves.

"Don't worry, your death will not be in vain. Let these guys be buried with you... Just be content. Those who can enjoy the burial of living people are at the level of princes."

Before leaving the hut, Hong Tao took out two cylinders containing badminton balls from his saddle bag, poured out a lot of grass-green things, broke them with both hands and threw one out, then broke it again and threw another one out, aimlessly, and threw it all over the room.

There was everything in the front and back of the house before leaving on foot.

Don't let the horse named after the son of Crimea go back with you and suffer the consequences. It will be returned to its original owner. I really can't care whether it will return to the mountains and become a wild horse or be captured by the enemy or die in the war.

The Redeemer soldiers moved very slowly. It took them more than 2 hours to walk to the north before the troops in the north entered the shooting range. Since they had to go farther in the south, they could just see their clothes clearly in the guard mirror.

Hong Tao didn't wait much, and first fired at the enemy approaching along the north bank with his sniper rifle. Needless to say, the shooting effect was halved beyond 300 meters, and beyond 500 meters it was completely blind, and the barrel of the gun was smoking.

Not a single target was hit.

But this kind of shooting made the Redeemer soldiers who had no desire to fight in the first place even more hesitant. They found snow pits and big rocks to hide, and waited for a long time before they showed up again.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom..." It took nearly two hours of fighting blindly without attacking the other. The soldiers from the south bank also circled around and slowly approached the aircraft cabin along the west bank.

As a result, they were unlucky. They were bombarded by artillery shells instead of bullets. Four consecutive 60mm high-explosive shells fell on the skirmishers, which really caused a lot of damage.

This made Hong Tao a little relieved but also depressed. If he had known that he had the talent for artillery, he shouldn't have brought so many guns and bullets all the way. The real deal would be to get more artillery shells.

But complaining did not solve the problem. After the shells were fired, we could only continue to use sniper rifles to call names one by one. But as soon as the enemy heard the sound of gunshots, they all hid and did not show their heads. It took a long time to move, and it lasted until about 6 p.m., and finally got closer to 400

distance.

"I'll kill you with one shot... I'll kill you with another shot... If you dare to use a machine gun, I'll show your head!" At this distance, the sniper rifle was finally somewhat accurate, but Hong Tao also suffered sporadic counterattacks, such as being shot by

Machine gun fire suppression.

However, the opponent's machine gunner was quickly knocked down by one shot. After that, he never came out from behind the bunker to shoot. He only fired a few sporadic rifle shots here, which basically posed no great threat.

Even though they have taken the initiative on the battlefield, Hong Tao has always felt uneasy. Will the Redeemer soldiers be so weak? Will the commander be such an idiot? Obviously not, then why do they insist on joining forces even though they know the enemy has heavy weapons?

How about passively taking a beating instead of using the numerical advantage to launch a charge?

The final conclusion was to waste time. Hong Tao believed that these soldiers were not here to fight at all, but were holding him back with their lives. What were they waiting for? It was obviously not dark, and he had a greater advantage in this kind of terrain at night.

The answer is readily apparent. They are waiting for reinforcements, reinforcements with heavy weapons.

"Bye bye..." Since I can't just sit there and wait to be beaten, the thirty-six strategies are the best, and the wind is blowing. Give up the airplane cabin and retreat to the valley woods, taking advantage of the terrain.

Offset the enemy's equipment advantage.

Sure enough, as soon as he reached the mountain pass, the enemy discovered his traces, and immediately took action, no longer hiding blindly. There were already figures running in the snow, and the gunshots became more and more intensive.

"The sky is bright and the earth is bright, please all bullets go around!" Faced with this situation, Hong Tao, apart from trying to lower his body as much as possible to maintain a snake-like movement, could only pray in his heart. Fortunately, there are two near the mountain pass.

You can avoid most bullets by following the ditch created by the water.

Once he entered the mountain pass, there was no need to hide. Hong Tao climbed up the tree using both hands and feet, and set up his sniper rifle without even adjusting his breathing.

From this position, you can just see the aircraft cabin, which is less than 400 meters away. The people below, separated by the hillside and dense woods, can only roughly know where the bullet came from, but it is difficult to find the exact target.

"I asked you to chase...bang...and you, wearing a filial piety hat in front of you, running so fast...bah..."

Under the conditions of no threat and close distance, Hong Tao's marksmanship was pretty good. He defeated two Redeemer soldiers running at the front, one in the south and one in the north. The momentum of the pursuit was immediately curbed, and the two sides entered into a shooting battle again.

stage.

At about 8 o'clock in the evening, Hong Tao put down his sniper rifle, stretched his arms and shoulders that were sore from the shock of the rifle butt, lit a cigarette and planned to take a rest. The battle lasted a whole afternoon, except for being killed and wounded by the shells, he himself

The enemy hit was less than one slap, and the efficiency was appallingly low.

It's not that their marksmanship isn't good, it's that the other side is hiding, and they will only poke their heads out to fire a few shots every few minutes. Once they fight back, they continue to be cowards, with no intention of rushing forward in one go.

"Holy shit... no way!" He took a deep breath of smoke and exhaled it. He looked back at the getting darker light in the woods and estimated how much time there was until dark. Then he picked up the telescope and looked towards the lake area.

Then I couldn't close my mouth, and I just dropped the cigarette I had just taken two puffs on.

Two black figures appeared on the northern shore of the lake, and they seemed to be still moving. Since there was no outpost mirror, the magnification of the telescope alone was not enough to see the details clearly, but they were definitely not products of nature, more like two tanks.

"Kaka ka ka... crackle... whoosh whoosh... puff puff puff..." After watching for about five or six minutes, Hong Tao suddenly squatted deeply, without even taking the sniper rifle, and retracted his whole body into the tree hole.

Almost at the same time, nearby tree branches seemed to have been swept by a wind blade and broke one after another. Broken wood and fallen snow were flying in the sky, mixed with the sound of heavy objects hitting wood and stones, and the sound of objects falling at high speeds.

A scream that breaks the air.

Hong Tao didn't understand what those two objects were just now, but when he saw one of them stopped and emitted a bright light, he instinctively lowered his head to avoid it, and he guessed it right.

This kind of shooting feels very familiar. It is denser than large-caliber artillery shells and more powerful than heavy machine guns. It is exactly the same as the anti-aircraft cannon that was my favorite in the Renaissance Alliance.

"Nah, I never thought I would have the opportunity to enjoy anti-aircraft guns..." Hong Tao was scared and sighed. It has been more than ten years since the outbreak of the zombie disease, and ammunition for self-propelled anti-aircraft guns must be in short supply. This is not what ordinary people are entitled to enjoy.

, even if you get beaten.

Is there any way to fight against such a weapon? The answer is yes, and the only one. He immediately put on his backpack, grabbed a sniper rifle, put on night vision goggles, hung a few grenades on his chest, and climbed down the tree trunk.
Chapter completed!