The commandos dispatched by the "headgear" troops actually don't know which country they touched. Their goal is to see if they can get a three-pointer back. This is the minimum standard.
Kill a sniper to get three points, and then see if you can kill two assaulters, get two points, a total of five points.
The three commandos were holding their rifles, one step, two steps, three steps... Every step was taken extremely carefully, each step was extremely light, through the damp pine forest.
"Go forward, alternate screens."
With gestures, they entered the Chinese position bit by bit through silent communication, and entered the sight range of Harrier and T6.
An eagle hovered across the sky in the rain, pierced through the rain, and disappeared into a black spot with a rainbow-like momentum. At the end of the sky, the rain fell dripping, and a black feather wet by the rain followed the breath. The ups and downs fell, and then drifted through the pine forest, quietly falling to the ground.
A pair of mountain army boots were stepped on, and the feathers that fell on the ground were sinking into the thick and soft pine needles. Then, Harrier heard a curse from an Italian commando, speaking in their mother tongue, a devil who could understand Italian. There is also a pigeon. Hearing the tone, he only knows a curse, but it is not clear what he cursed.
He should have encountered difficulties. He lowered his curse and immediately signaled the two comrades behind him to stop. He needed to deal with the wound on the back of his hand that was cut by the thorns.
In the eastern forest with a very complicated environment, there are many bushes with thorny thorns growing on them. Once this kind of poisonous thorn scratches the skin, it will have pain like being stung by a wasp, but it is much more toxic than a wasp. !
Once stabbed, it immediately became red, swollen and purulent, painful and itchy. I wish I could gouge out all the skin.
The Italian commando was stung by this sting, and it was only a small face sting. He only paid attention to the surrounding movement. He did not notice that his gun hand entered the thorn bushes and habitually swept left and right. , Swipe across the back of his hand, and draw a few bloody holes out.
Sudden accidents gave the Chinese commandos a chance. There was no "concession" on the battlefield, let alone the so-called "gentleman demeanor". In your sudden accident, you did not protect yourself and gave the enemy a chance.
The Italian team member who was injured by the poisonous sting was so painful that layers of cold sweat came out on his forehead. The rain hit his face and washed his face until it turned pale. It was so painful that he bowed his head and bit his bag in one bite. The straps of the girl clenched their teeth.
"Endure, buddy!"
Seeing this, his comrades speeded up the treatment of the wound. There was no other way to deal with it. Only high-concentration alcohol was used to clean the wound. Apart from this, there was no other way to deal with the stinging wound.
The tweezers rolled the alcohol cotton ball over the wound. The stimulation of the alcohol and the stimulation of the wound made the injured Italian commando's lips pale, and he looked like he would faint at any time.
There were three people in total, one was injured, one helped to deal with, and the other was in charge of vigilance, with a clear division of labor and maintaining a high degree of vigilance.
The Italian commando who suffered the severe pain did not let himself make a painful sound. He kept enduring it, even if the bag strap he bit into his mouth seemed to be snapped off, and he did not let himself speak.
When the Italian commando was suddenly injured in an accident, Harrier knew that the opportunity for China had come, but he did not act immediately, but whispered to T6: "Close-range combat, two-on-three."