As soldiers, especially mercenaries, they no longer have the blood and courage they had when they were in the regular army, because all their struggle at this moment is to live, even if it is to make money, they must be alive. under.
So when the hunter showed absolute strength in front of this mercenary, he was persuaded, timid, scared, and even finally served.
"I told you, don't move, these two enemies are by no means as simple as the snipers you simply think!" The hunter glared at the mercenary who was trembling with fright on the ground.
Although this mercenary also understood that he and his other partner were going to check the enemy’s sniper position, and even imagined that the enemy was evacuating in a hurry and would miss any loot. The hunter reminded them, but what they didn’t expect was that the enemy Even if they evacuated, they still left a booby mine in their hidden sniper position.
Therefore, the mercenary did not speak, but his original eyes, which were looking sideways, gradually shifted, and even started to be a little confused. He was doubting and questioning his decision this time.
The blast that went up to the sky just now was exactly the booby trap left by the wild cat when it retreated. Even the final result was guessed exactly by the Arctic Fox, because the Arctic Fox knows that a soldier with such a combat capability. , Whether it is wisdom, strength, or alertness, they are all honed out in actual combat and life and death, and a small booby trap like the Wildcat, it is impossible to cause any threat or harm to such a master.
"Jackal, how about people? Don't tell me, you are afraid to see dead bodies, come out and bury them for me, otherwise I will bury you as a waste!"
The hunter leaned against the tree trunk. During the whole battle, apart from fear, shaking, peeing his pants, and even the jackal who was scared of feces roared, the jackal seemed to be threatened by the hunter's phrase, "Even you are buried together." , Relying on the support of the tree trunk, he slowly stood up.
I saw the jackal curled up with his looped legs, and walked a few steps toward this side crookedly, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the corpse that had been blown to pieces by the bomb, he immediately felt something in his stomach. Shocked and rolled, as if all the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were starting to fight.
"vomit··············"
Finally, the jackal couldn't help the stomach tumbling, and with a puff, he vomited out all the things he had eaten before. The whole person seemed to be sluggish, and the body that had finally stood up bowed again.
"waste·············"
The hunter scolded fiercely again, he couldn't really bury the jackal alive, he just hoped to arouse his fighting spirit through the most feared death of the jackal, but at this moment, the hunter completely gave up.
But when he finished assembling the engineer shovel and was about to bury the two corpses killed by the enemy, he suddenly felt a strange sense of threat, which made him involuntarily lift the engineer shovel in his hand.
"clang················"
Hearing only a sharp metal percussion, like a gong, it shook the hunter's ears, and the steel engineer shovel immediately showed a deep bullet hole recessed by a bullet.
The hunter looked at the bullet hole and was shocked in his heart. The whole person instantly leaned to the ground and rolled into the trunk beside him. The next moment, his eyes clearly saw the hired man who had just been thrown to the ground like a dead dog. There was a fist-sized hole in the back of the soldier's head, and the red and white liquid instantly flowed out of the hole in the back of the head!
"Grass, the damn immortal, the damnable are all dead!"
The hunter looked at the fallen corpses of the mercenaries, and looked at the jackal who had completely collapsed after being frightened and vomiting. He couldn't help complaining fiercely.
Although he doesn't like these few unknown mercenaries because they have good eyes and low hands, but at least they are much more useful compared to the waste of jackals, but these three unknown mercenaries are now dead, and this also means taking over. In the next battle, the hunter will fight alone.
The hunter's eyes were staring at the mercenary's corpse whose head was hit by a bullet with a fist-sized hollow. His pupils instantly shrank into needle-like awns, and he couldn't help muttering;
"Did those two guys kill another carbine after hearing this explosion?"
But when the hunter caught a glimpse of the engineer shovel with a deep bullet mark in his hand, he finally shook his head for sure, denying his judgment.
Obviously, the hole in the back of the mercenary's head was caused by the rebound of the bullet that hit his engineer's spade.
If it was the sniper who attacked them just now, the engineer shovel should show a fist-sized depression at this moment, but judging from the bullet marks of the engineer shovel, the enemy's bullets should not have been processed.
And the fist-sized bullet hole on the back of the mercenary's head should be the moment when the bullet collided with the steel engineer shovel. The strong pressure and collision caused the bullet to deform, and finally bounced back to the mercenary. Wounds.
If it was the enemy who attacked them just now, the head of the lying corpse on the ground is not just a fist-sized wound, but the entire head will burst open like a watermelon.
"Valmet whispering sniper rifle? The oriole is behind/"
The hunter’s mind repeatedly remembered the gunshots left in the air just before the bullet hit his engineer shovel, but the sound was as small as a flies and mosquitoes. If the enemy used a silencer, he should have even this subtle The sound is also inaudible, so the hunter is sure that this sniper rifle should be a 7.62mm Valmet sniper rifle.
Obviously, another group of people came, and this group of people should have also heard the sound of fighting here, and wanted to come over to pick up the bargain, and this undoubtedly aroused the anger in the hunter's heart again.
"Wow..."
I saw the hunter once again made a beautiful military evasive action. He rolled directly to the jackal not far away, and grabbed the M16 assault rifle in the hand of the jackal. This was the first time he held this type of assault rifle, but when this M16 At the moment he started, the hunter felt that the war in his heart was like a bomb that was detonated, exploding in an instant.
"Da da da··············"
The bullets are like leeches, and under the cover of the M16 orange fire, they spread directly towards the opposite piece of grass. The dry thorns are like being cut off by a sharp steel knife. .
"Kacha·············Kacha················································································
The hunter squeezed the trigger fiercely, until the firing pin hit several times in a row, and he threw the empty gun in his hand unconsciously.
And the grass opposite him, the location where the sniper shell just shot out, at this moment is like a wasteland burned by the fire, but there is no one under this wasteland, and the enemy seems to have escaped long ago!
"grass················"
The hunter reluctantly pulled out the self-defense pistol on his waist. He pulled the jackal in front of him and pressed him directly against his chest as if it were a baffle. Obviously, the hunter intended to use the jackal as a shield. , And he himself cautiously hid behind him with a cat waist.
Because the hunter knows very well that the enemy’s ability and sniper level are far above the guy just now. If the previous sniper chose to bury his head and avoid or even retreat when facing the enemy’s slashing shots, then this time This sniper not only did not choose to dodge like a tortoise with a shrunken head, he even chose to conceal and switch the sniper point when he strafed.
Because the hunter can feel that he has a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, looking for the best shooting opportunity, so he can only choose to use the jackal as a waste to hide and change his perspective to lure and find the enemy.
Perhaps the behavior of the hunter at this moment is completely contrary to the Christian spirit he rushed into, but this is war, this is the choice of life and death, in the battlefield where there is no so-called belief and ideal, in a world where despair and death are parallel, any belief Any humanity seems so small.
"Swish..."
At this moment, the hunter's ear once again sounded a whistling sound that broke through the air. He was very clear that this sound was the sound of a bullet that was shot towards him.
But what is strange about the hunter is that he can hear from the howling of the air, the bullet's flight path is toward the position diagonally below the ground, that is to say, the target of the enemy's shooting is not himself.
"clang···················"
There was another metal knocking sound, and this sound, when the hunter's heart couldn't help but pull, his body was like a conditioned reflex, suddenly twisted, and then kicked the jackal's knee and hind legs. , The jackal's prostration body was directly kneeling on the ground under the hunter's foot.
"puff···················"
When the jackal fell to his knees, a bullet shot into his knee, a three-finger-sized bullet hole appeared in the jackal’s leg instantly, and the blood gurgled like tap water that opened the gate. !
"what···················"
The jackal immediately felt the pain from his leg, and couldn't help howling, but the shouting made the hunter feel even more uneasy. He simply raised the self-defense pistol in his hand and hit it directly with the gun. On the jackal's temple, the jackal was knocked out.