Chapter 116 Sniper combination on the battlefield

"I don't have a sense of existence like this. If I continue like this, I feel that I can't be someone else's observer."

It was a white man with a beard, very tall and fierce expression, so fierce.

His name is Steele. He is from Texas, USA. He is a tough Texas man. He is a region rich in western horsemen. His tough folk customs are even more robbers than robbers.

At this time, the tough Texas man Steele was lying in the floating soil without feeling accomplished. The reason for the whole thing was the neon American 100 meters away.

That was a young and inconspicuous guy, who seemed to be a college student. He was not tall, thin and had a bright smile.

However, such a young man became a sharpshooter on the battlefield. He and his sniper rifle became the enemy's nightmare. At least one-quarter of the targets they were killed by snipers were his hands.

"But it's difficult for me to cooperate with other observers. I aim not by the data given by the observer, but by feeling. If you want such a feeling, only your voice can tell me that someone is behind me, I can feel at ease."

The sound of a sniper came from the headset. It can be heard that Ryuma Soichiro was very relaxed. The sniper target had not appeared yet. He had time to chat.

"Bao, it's like that." Steele looked unlucky, but he still held his sniper rifle, his eyes never leaving the scope.

This is also a familiarity with the skills of observing hands, although it is not necessary at all.

"I don't know why, a big and rude voice feels like this, but fate is so magical. Only your voice can calm me down."

Ryuma Sonichiro's lips curled up slightly, and this feeling was good, just like there was an extra brother, a brother who could make him rely on, not that bastard sister.

"The target appears."

Steele suddenly spoke, and his eyes that had been on the scope had seen the target they were about to kill, and they had been waiting here for a long time.

That was a leader of a terrorist organization in this war zone. The coalition forces also took a lot of effort to get this person's trace and sent out the strongest sniper combination in the entire war zone.

"call out!"

As Steele finished speaking, Ryuma Soichiro's death scythe began to wave, vowing to drag the target to the realm of death.

But the bulletproof glass is like the shield of the gods, blocking the death scythe outside the carriage, but it also split itself.

The convoy stopped, and at the same time, someone fired at the place where gunfire sounded. It seemed that the attack had ended here. The snipers would only have death if they didn't go.

But the second shot was faster and more effective than others expected. They never expected that there would be snipers so fast, and there would be snipers who were still firing when they were surrounded, and they also broke through the defense of bulletproof glass.

He looked proudly at the leader of the sniper bullet on the glass, and looked at another bullet rushing towards him with horror. There was no time to react. The second bullet hit the first bullet, and the powerful force caused the first bullet to break through the bulletproof glass with a terrorist's brain with a terrifying force.

This is why Steele said that he could not be an observer of others. He did not need to accurately locate the target at all, and he did not need to shout "Nine o'clock, the right direction is one-third right, right side corrected for two minutes wind speed 25 meters 350 meters per second.' He did not need to control the laser rangefinder and find the opportunity with difficulty.

He is really like what Ryuma Sonico said. As long as he uses his words to stabilize the sniper's mentality, this natural sniper can snipe any target based on his feelings. Even with bulletproof glass, his innate talent can find flaws.

The convoy below was completely in chaos, and the sniper combination on the hillside also took advantage of the situation. If they didn't leave, they would be surrounded by these terrorists. The gunshots were becoming clearer and clearer behind them.

"Hey, if I saw it right just now, you broke through the bulletproof glass with two shots. Such a small dot can be sniped. You are really a person born for sniping."

When he moved to a safe place, Steele, who was tall and powerful, patted Ryuma Soichiro on the shoulder, praising his magical shooting skills just now.

"No one is born with why, but my talent is here, it is considered a talent that God has given me."

He twisted the sheepskin water bag and poured some pure water into a few mouthfuls of pure water. Ryuma Sonico's nervous and exciting heart calmed down again. The thrilling scene just now still left something for it.

But that's it. After experiencing it, he felt very dull again. Since he came to this battlefield, things he didn't dare to think about happened around him, and he has become a little used to this kind of life.

"Then why did you come here? You dare to come to the battlefield if you don't even speak English well. Do you have a grudge against terrorists or what?"

Steele also twisted away the sheepskin water bag with him, but he was not as heroic as Ryuma Soichiro. He just sipped his observation hand and wasted it. Those thrilling and exciting life that licked the knife seemed not to be the one he had.

When he heard the question of the tall Texas man, this young and indifferent sniper immediately became excited. His expression was really like a terrorist who believed in God.

"They deserve to die, terrorists deserve to die. Only by tolerance of each other can we bring stability to the world and children can grow up happily. Terrorist organizations incite hostility and vendetta, so they cannot be forgiven.

So only by executing all these terrorists who are in trouble and sending all the terrorist leaders who like to play with their lives to hell can the world be peaceful and the race and nation truly merge together."

At that moment, he was like those crazy believers who believed in gods, but he believed in his own ideals and stubbornly believed in his own ideals.

"Where are you? Why did you come to the battlefield of Ah?"

Steele, who was slowly drinking water, was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be recalling why he came here.

"I used to be a hunter and could only shoot guns. Later, our area was divided into a hunting restricted area. My hunter who only knew how to shoot guns was unemployed and then went to the army to work."

It was this American Neon American's turn to be stunned. He didn't expect that the brother he trusted came to the battlefield for this reason.

"That's it? You don't have any reason to fight for it?"

The young boy couldn't believe it. How could anyone come to this battlefield for this reason? No matter how bad it is, it is to retaliate against the terrorists.

Many people who came here were relatives of the families who died in the first place, and they hated the most for terrorists.

"I'm just an ordinary Texas guy. I don't really think you Neon people need to be aware of anything. The Marines pay me a lot of salary. I'll come here.

Wow, don’t say that the salary is high enough, but it’s more than what I earned when I hunted hard in the forest. I also risked my life. I died here and had a high pension. I died in the forest and nothing was left."

After a while of rest, they left the temporary security stronghold, and the group could not have carpet-style searched the wilderness. If they did that, they would not be far from death, and the coalition would tell them what it means to be promiscuous.

After returning to the camp, the captain led them to the command post directly, and they knew that there were serious tasks that needed a magical sniper combination to do.

The vast exodus vehicles drove to the border area, and it seemed that all the coalition forces in this war zone had been dispatched, with the target of their terrifying boss and descendants.

But no one knew that before the convoy took action, several teams had already penetrated the border between the two countries and searched carefully in the long border area.

However, they deceived people but could not deceive God. Lu Mingfei stood on the desolate hillside and watched all this, and a hint of disgust appeared on his face.

“It’s so ugly.”

What is ugly? People or war? Perhaps only he himself knows it.

“It’s time to move on.”

He slowly turned around. This war was a war between mankind and he did not want to and had no meaning to participate in this war. His battlefield was not here.

He wants to continue to complete his journey, record what he saw and felt along the way, and complete his anchoring to this world, rather than being as erratic as he returned to this world for the first time and unable to find his position in the world.

"Is it the legendary sniper combination?"

Xavier looked excited. He looked at his captain and seemed a little disbelief. He could see the sharpshooter who was said to have shot one by one and killed the enemy's scared sharpshooter.

There has been a legend in the coalition that there is a magical sniper combination in a certain war zone. No one can escape their sniper killing, even after the thick bulletproof glass, even if he doesn't even show his head.

They are ghosts on the battlefield and the scythes that harvest the death of those terrorists. As long as they are targeted by them, they will not be able to escape the fate of death no matter the ends of the world.

"It's them, but we're just working together. Whether we can see them is also a question. Just do our own tasks."

The captain nodded calmly, but it could be seen from his slightly red cheeks that he was a little excited. The soldiers on the battlefield liked such tough guys.

Now the whole car was excited. I didn't expect that I could see such a legendary figure in this mission. This is a legend on the battlefield.

"Xavier, you boy is lucky this time. Without the captain, we wouldn't have seen such a person. Without Anka's injury, you wouldn't have come."

"Ahem, you said this as if I did Anka's injury. He was accidentally taken care of. OK, what's my luck? My strength!

Of course, there are also most of the credits of our respectable and lovely captain. Without the captain, we would not see such legendary figures.”

The young Xavier angrily scolded his background and loudly scolded his lucky companion, while also praised the captain with shameless expression. Of course, this was out of his heart.

He had died without a captain for many years. Just like yesterday, he was reckless and wanted to rush out of the bunker. The captain pulled him back desperately. The captain did such a lot of things.

"Don't make jokes here, be prepared, you're about to cross the border, don't let the other side discover our identity. We are businessmen now, do you know?"

Carrying boxes of cloth, five tall young men in simple clothes, put aside their iron-blooded temperament, at first glance, they thought they were young men who came out to do business.

This is their disguise. The mission target points they received have penetrated into another country. They can only use another identity to cross national borders.

Not far away, there was a long bridge, a river separated two worlds, one in the war and the other in the wind and sand.

After some entanglement, the border soldiers turned the fabric boxes into pieces. After finally confirming that there was no danger, they waved their hands and put them in, but under the pickup truck they did not see, a long flat box was pressed against the chassis.

After passing the bridge over the border, they finally arrived at the neighboring country separated by a world. Although they were still not richer than their motherland, they were much better than Ah.

The pickup slowly drove in the wilderness. As the people approached the front, the warm winter sun slowly rose to their heads.

"It's already noon. Captain, how far are we from the target point?"

Xavier on the pickup truck put his wide hands on his eyelids and slowly looked at the sun that was not hot in the sky. It was really a long time since he passed such a comfortable life.

I am used to fighting on the battlefield with thrilling battles, and I am careful every moment of the day, for fear that the bullets that suddenly emerge from somewhere will take away their lives. In this way, I don’t have to worry about unknown dangers and enjoy the sunny days. I have not suffered a long time since I was born.

"Did you see the town ahead?"

The captain pointed to the sparse fireworks in front and the looming voices and dog barking, which all meant that there was a group of humans living in front.

"That's right there? This is too close, right? If it were me, I would definitely not choose here. If I wanted to run, I should go directly to the United States. Then the lights will be dark and none of you will find me."

Xavier made his own big talk.

"Stupid, if it were so easy, why would we keep fighting here?"

The captain patted his head and said that this young man was too easy to get involved, but if his relative died at the hands of a terrorist, he would probably not be rational.

"They have a black household registration, and the wanted orders about them are spread across developed countries. They can only operate in a few backward Southeast Asian countries around them, and all trains, planes, and ships cannot be taken.

And who said that this town is the target point? It has been searched many times so close to the border. Before you came, you even fought here. That time it was so heavy, and dozens of people died.

I just said that after this town, we can take a break, and after lunch, we have to arrive at the target point overnight, Peshawar, Baguo.”

After crossing the border, the captain finally stated the location where he targeted it, which was the largest commercial hub of Pakistan. It was close to the capital of Afghanistan and not far from Pakistan's capital. It was also the exit of the largest mountain pass of this land.

The Aryans entered South Asia from here, destroyed the glorious ancient Indian civilization and created another legend.

The pickup truck slowly drove into the town, with the goal of entering the town being desolate. There were not many shops on the street. Occasionally, you could see broken walls and ruins. They were traces left after the last battle and no one came to repair them.

"Huh? There is also a whole lamb shop here, but it is not open? Yes, how could this broken place be sold at a price?"

Xavier looked around, and the Ba people on the street were also looking at them. Few outsiders came here. Unexpectedly, people from other countries arrived for two consecutive days, which was a big news for them.

It was also while looking for food that Xavier witnessed the desolation here. There were not many shops open here, most of which were still some daily necessities, and the only shop that looked OK was closed.

“It’s really desolate here.”

Everyone in the car nodded in agreement, but they didn't say anything. They were even more desolate and had seen them before. This is the place where they fight every day.

"There are people selling naan there, so buy some and set off directly."

The captain was not interested in having dinner in the town, so he bought some naan at the end of the street and left.
Chapter completed!