Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Third
Although he was facing an opponent who had lost his will to fight, Gu Weisu still did not take it lightly at all. He bent down next to a lush shrub. Gu Weisu aimed at a stone about 30 meters in front of a gunman running in the front, and suddenly pulled the trigger.
After three seconds of flight, the bullet whistling out of the gun chamber made a sharp and strange sound on the stone that Gu Weisu aimed at. As the sound of the bullet hitting the stone, the gunman running in front suddenly stopped and rolled up with the force of his body forward, lay down in a shallow depression, and the muzzle in his hand pointed straight towards the direction where Gu Weisu was.
Although they were already in a state of poisoning, the other gunmen's hidden movements did not stumble at all, and they all found their respective concealed positions in the first time. The members of the sniper team quickly dispersed in just two seconds, and launched a deterrent attack on the direction where Gu Weisu was located according to the gun.
Li ignored the bullets flying a few meters beside him, and Gu Weisu slowly crawled backwards and exited his shooting position. After confirming that he was already on the ridgeline and the bullets fired by the other party could not pose a threat to him, Gu Weisu had just moved about twenty meters away and jumped up and rushed back to the ridgeline.
Without any hesitation, Gu Weisu locked the sniper who was looking for him by relying on his eyes to sweep the sight for a moment. He still raised the muzzle slightly. After Gu Weisu pulled the trigger again, he did not observe the shooting effect. He crawled backwards again and hid behind the ridgeline again.
For veterans who have experienced many battles, the ones who are terrifying on the battlefield are not those fierce opponents who rush to the formation, but those hunters who cannot see, hear, or even sense their existence.
As early as the US invaded Vietnam, a sniper risked his life to lurk in a jungle cave only 400 meters away from the US military. With an AK automatic rifle with only mechanical sights, he blocked the US military's marching company. Even after the US military mobilized artillery and helicopters to cover the range of the jungle cave where the sniper was lurking, the seriously injured sniper still blocked the entire US military for twenty-four hours with the precise cold gun fire.
Today, with the continuous update of weapons and combat concepts, soldiers on a small and high-intensity battlefield naturally have their fear of snipers. When facing snipers, they will rely on the artillery fire support behind them to provide protection. In the event of failure, they must rely on their own snipers to suppress them in order to continue their mission tremblingly.
Seeing his snipers having no ability to suppress the opponents attacking in the dark, the gunmen curled up in hidden places suddenly became anxious. Several of the gunmen were in a state of nervousness, and their physiological reactions of poisoning became more and more obvious. They kept shouting at the lurking positions of the two snipers: "Fuck that sniper! We have to leave here and fuck that sniper!"
"Damn it! Where is he? Show me the way, I'll go fuck him!"
"Eleventh o'clock direction! I said he was at the eleven o'clock direction! Grenade! Fire grenade in the eleven o'clock direction!"
Amid the random shouts, several grenades roared into the air, and huge smoke and dust exploded on the sand roughly towards Gu Weisu's location. Perhaps it was because of being too nervous, or perhaps it was because of the misjudgment caused by the poisoning, and the range of grenades was not considered at all. All grenades could not cause any damage to Gu Weisu, and even could not hinder Gu Weisu's sight.
Lying on another shooting position on the ridgeline, Gu Weisu looked at the gunmen who were already in chaos, reached out and pressed the communicator button: "Dagong, your position?"
Halbala's response immediately rang in the communicator: "Your direction is at two points, keep an observation distance from the target."
Gu Weisu: "Two smoke bombs! Thunder God, be prepared to set up the net!"
After glanced at the direction where the branches and leaves of the shrubs in front of him were gently shaking, Harbala immediately understood Gu Weisu's combat request. He reached out and took out two smoke bombs. Harbala pulled away the safety plug on the smoke bomb and threw out the two smoke bombs at the same time.
The thick yellow smoke, in the darkness of the night, was like the curtain of death spitting out by the evil ghost in hell, rolling up like a solid texture close to the ground. With the breeze on the wasteland, the thick yellow smoke was like a thick wall, slowly and firmly sweeping towards the gunmen who had been disorganized.
The Chateau Plantation, which had just escaped from the smoke and fire, and during the escape, he inhaled a large amount of toxic smoke because he did not carry a gas mask. When the gunman hidden in the wasteland saw the thick smoke from the smoke bomb rolling in, he almost subconsciously jumped up from his respective hiding places and fled in the opposite direction where the smoke rose.
With the sniper rifle in his hand, Gu Weisu was like an experienced shepherd waving a stone thrower and adjusting the direction of the sheep's travel with gravel. He slowly used bullets to force the gunmen to run in the direction he designated.
In the direction of the gunmen's escape, Bao Lei quickly connected some tripping lines with the captive-type shock bombs, and built a capture trap on an arc that was fifty meters long. Seeing the gunman rushing to the front, less than a hundred meters away from him, Bao Lei slowly retreated to a sudden rock, and suddenly shot a short shot at the gunman rushing to the front!
At the time of the gunfire, several running gunmen were almost out of the instinct of long-term combat, and quickly hunched over to find cover. However, because they fled all the way, they did not pay attention to the gunmen in the surrounding terrain. It was not until now that they realized that they had escaped into a shallow ravine in desperation. Although the ridges on both sides of the ravine were not steep, once they wanted to go through the ridges and escape, the opponents who had already ambushed nearby would shoot one by one from behind them as if they were hunting turkeys!
Just as I was in a hurry, a slightly cold voice sounded from one ridge: "Drop the gun! Or... die!"
Chapter completed!