Finally found you, Xiaojun's body fell into a state of static. From the slightly blowing wind, the number of people on the other side was determined, just like his analysis just now, and he also judged that the other side was hiding on the tree and two were leaning against the tree.

Just as he was about to retreat and find the best sniper location to destroy one first, the other party said another word that made Xiaojun tremble in his heart.

"These fools really always thought we were going to attack their command center, but they didn't know that the captain had already taken more than half of the team members to attack their frontier command center. After the captain and the others succeeded, they really wanted to see what the faces of the people in China were."

A voice that made Xiaojun feel a little familiar to him said: "There are too many generals in China who can fight. Even if they attack their command posts on the east and west sides, the elimination of the head will not improve much. Unlike other countries, the death of the head of the head will not have much impact on the combat effectiveness of the entire army. The morale is their strongest spear. It is better to keep hitting their frontier command posts and frontier generals as the captain said, which is much more important than the morale impact brought by destroying one or two leaders."

It's him! Old Cat, a veteran who has served in the Black Hawk for a long time, has a calm mind and super lurking combat ability.

Xiaojun's mind flashed through the information of this Black Hawk veteran who had cooperated once and cursed secretly, "These gangs of miscellaneous things are just harassment," to hide their true purpose of continuing to attack the frontier command. Humph, today you are unlucky. Not only did I learn about your combat intentions, but my life will also be here."

Slowly take a few steps back, hold the Chinese Star with one hand from behind, and aim at the only position dozens of meters ahead that made two sounds.

He took out the pistol in his arms with his other hand and pointed at the position of another enemy he had judged.

"Pong."

The two guns made a sound of gunfire that gathered together.

"Bang!" "Ah!"

After the shot was fired, Xiaojun quickly left his position and heard the sound. One person fell straight from the tree, otherwise there would be no such loud noise. This person would definitely not be able to do it. The other shot probably only hurt the other person, and then made a painful sound after being shot.

"Pongpong." The opponent had already begun to fight back, but he was shooting randomly according to the direction of the gunshots.

"Let's go." The old cat's low voice sounded, and could reach the vicinity of several people silently. It was definitely of great strength, and it was more than two people. One side was killed and one was injured. The enemy was dark and we were clear. Retreat quickly.

Xiaojun's two guns were fired at the same time, and you can think about it and you can tell how much arm strength it needs. There is also a large gun like the Chinese Star, which made the old cat make a mistake in his judgment.

Xiaojun put away his pistol, held the Chinese Star and chased him quickly. He saw three black shadows in front of him. It was obvious that one of them was a little slower, and it was probably the injured person.

"Pongpong!"

When the opponent retreats rhythmically, there is always someone turning around and shooting to stop the pursuers behind him.

Xiaojun was not in a hurry to get close to the other party, chasing him with his figure hanging behind him, and fired two shots from time to time. Xiaojun was thinking that he was catching a mouse at this time, and he had to play enough before he could eat it. These Black Hawks harassed the Western Front Command for several days, and he should have paid some interest before he could get them on the road.

After running for a while, the injured Black Hawks seemed to be unable to stand such a chase. He turned around and stopped retreating, picked up his gun and aimed behind him, and cut off the back for his teammates.

The old cat paused for a moment, and the breaking of his back represents death. He turned around and glanced at his comrades, thinking to himself, Lao Qi, goodbye, he ran forward quickly, unable to bear to waste the precious time he had earned for his comrades with the price of his life.

The injured team member named Lao Qi stopped and looked behind him with no movement. When he was strange, he felt a darkness in front of him.

A bloodline flashed between Lao Qi's neck. Xiaojun did not stop chasing his body, and reloaded the dagger with his left hand into the side of his calf. How could he satisfy Xiaojun with a bullet to end the life of the Black Hawks? It is good to deal with these messy groups and save bullets.

The old cat was more and more shocked as he ran. Lao Qi had just stopped to stop the other party, but he didn't even stop him for more than ten seconds. Who was the other party? He could feel the figure chasing behind him, and he could also feel the powerful sense of oppression. If this cannot continue, such a terrible enemy appears. You must notify the captain and be prepared for it early.

Thinking of this, Lao Mao gave his teammates around him a gesture, signaling him to run first and break the back. Until now, Lao Mao still believes that there are two or more enemies, otherwise the three of them might cause some trouble to Xiaojun when they stopped just now.

For Lao Mao, Xiaojun did not have the ability to kill with one blow, and he also lost the fun of the cat catching mouse game. If the opponent ran out alone, it would be more than worth it. He stopped instantly, stood behind a tree that Lao Mao could not see, picked up the Chinese star in his hand, and under the rays of light of the moonlight, he locked the Black Hawk player who was about to run out of sight and pulled the trigger.

The gunshot was blowing and the man fell. The old cat stared at his eyes and looked at his teammates who fell behind him incredibly.

Lao Mao really couldn't believe that under such visible conditions, he had not discovered the enemy. The other party had been separated from him and killed his teammate who had already run away. It would be not very easy to kill him? Thinking of this, I realized what kind of gap there was with the enemy behind him, and I also lost the desire to continue fighting.

"Old cat, don't look like you, are you desperate?" Xiaojun walked out from behind the tree and stood a few meters away from the old cat and said to him in yn language.

When the old cat heard the sound, he felt a sudden heart and held a gun at Xiaojun.

"Put down the gun, you don't have a chance to shoot. Give you a chance to make a knife." Xiaojun's figure instantly disappeared in the old cat's eyes, and then flashed again.

"Who are you?" Lao Mao asked in confusion when he heard his native language.

Xiaojun reached out his hand and made a special gesture, spread his five fingers and stroked across his face, representing the gesture of the Red Arrow Shura, and then asked in Chinese: "Do you know who I am?"

"It's you! Are you still alive? Didn't the news coming that only the three brothers of the Long family are still alive in Hongjiang?" Lao Mao recognized Xiaojun and almost didn't hold the gun in his hand.

"I am alive, which represents the end of the Black Hawk. I said, I will give you a chance to compare the sword." Xiaojun said indifferently.

Laomao knew that he would not put down his gun, and he would not give him a chance to aim at him. The huge gap in strength made Laomao calm down, threw away the rifle in his hand, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and competed against Xiaojun.

"Shishe!"

The collision of daggers produced a tiny spark. The huge suppression of power made the old cat's arms numb, and he could hardly hold the dagger in his hand. His body quickly retreated, leaving the dagger that Xiaojun attacked again.

He stepped forward and handed the dagger to the old cat's heart, forcing the old cat to continue to retreat.

The huge power gap also made Lao Mao deliberately avoid the collision after the dagger collided, which made him have to continue to retreat from the small army's attack.

"Bang!" The old cat, who had already retreated, hit the tree and had to take over Xiaojun's dagger. The huge force generated by the collision again made the old cat's arm tremble. He could no longer hold the dagger in his hand, and watched the dagger in Xiaojun's hand penetrate into his heart.

Looking at the old cat's breathing gradually weakening, Xiaojun's eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations, and he said lightly: "If you want to kill you, it's easy. Do you know why I have to stab you with a dagger into your heart? Decades ago, when China faced the RB invaders, when countless martyrs held bayonets and inserted them into the heart of the enemy, it was really awesome. Only in this way can we vent our hatred for the enemy's murder of the people of the motherland. And choosing this method will result in you taking revenge for the Chinese soldiers who died tragically under your butcher knife for so many days."

After saying what he wanted to say, Xiaojun ignored the hint of hatred in Lao Mao's eyes, turned the dagger violently, then pulled it out, and a blood arrow shot out, while Lao Mao stopped breathing.

Xiaojun pulled out the belt from the old cat's waist and tied it to the neck of the old cat's already corpse. He pulled him to the corpse who was shot dead expressionlessly, repeated the same action, and then pulled the two corpses with one hand and continued walking back.

The same movement was repeated three times, and Xiaojun still had one hand, but the belt in his hand had become four.

Dragging the bodies of four Black Hawks, Xiaojun walked to the guard battalion north of the command post of the Western Front.

Just as the gunfire sounded, Long Er, who was in charge of the command center, had already received the news, and then rushed to the north guard battalion, waiting for Xiaojun to return. He firmly believed that Xiaojun would return safely.

Sure enough, Xiaojun came back and brought the bodies of four Black Hawks.

"How many ran away?" Long Er asked casually when he saw the personnel having something different from what Xiaojun had analyzed earlier.

"Just 4, send the corpses back to Yn, and also notify the frontier command post that the Black Hawk's real target is them, and they will probably take action in the past two days. The Eastern Front is probably just harassing the troops." Xiaojun threw off the belt in his hand and told Long Er the news he got.
Chapter completed!