Bai Zixin was on the slope and at the front of the battle line. Naturally, she was the first team member to notice the situation. She lowered her head and touched the walkie-talkie to her ear with one hand. Her voice was slightly trembling, "Mohu Mohu,
I am Snow Fox, I found the target at an angle of 42° in the southeast, over."
"Mohu received it, everyone is in combat mode, it's over."
All the team members participating in the battle were focused on aiming at the group of people who had just appeared in the sight of the scope, and they were holding the trigger, ready to launch gunfire attacks at any time and at any time.
"Snow Fox, Snow Fox, you will fire the first shot. You must kill the target leader. It's over."
Luo Yuchen then issued the next instruction. Bai Zixin was stunned for a moment, and a touch of surprise flashed across his nervous eyes.
In every battle, someone will naturally fire the first shot. As a symbol of the beginning of the battle, Bai Zixin has long understood from Deng Hao that when they participate in missions, Luo Yuchen always directs the start of the battle.
Thinking of this time...
Bai Zixin felt that all the blood in his body began to boil crazily, "Xuehu received it!"
The group of heavily armed personnel who suddenly broke into the territory were all dressed in ordinary clothes. They wore Chinese clothes, all black coats and black leather pants. They didn't look like anything special. The only thing exposed was the waistband.
There were pistols in their rooms, and rifles hung carelessly on their chests.
Bai Zixin's eyes fell straight on the leading man, and he slowly took aim with the sniper rifle in his hand.
The leading man looked to be in his forties, with a beard and a black-and-yellow face that looked ferocious, with the venom of a gangster. He also had a black fist stuffed around his waist like the others.
The pistol, the black leather boots showing a faint cold light, like a dagger piercing the leather boots to reveal the blade.
The man was obviously very cautious, walking in a zigzag pace, with his squinted eyes constantly looking around at the surrounding environment. He held the rifle tightly in his hand, with a vigilant posture, and his mouth opened and closed from time to time.
, as if urging the people behind him to walk faster.
Behind him, in addition to guns, everyone was carrying boxes or sacks on their shoulders. They looked obviously heavy. You didn't need to guess that they were arms or something like that.
China's border checks are strict, but they are limited to checking cars, planes, and ships. If someone secretly brought arms and entered China on foot from a neighboring country, it would be difficult to find any clues unless, like this time, an informant turned in.
Come and report secretly so that they can deal with it.
According to the report, this group of arms smugglers are all from Nepal and have been active on the Chinese line for many years. There are countless arms smuggled into the country. According to Chinese law, there is no need to even repatriate them. They can directly
You can shoot him on the spot.
The entire team was completely exposed to Bai Zixin's sniper scope. Bai Zixin stared at the small team of at least fifty people. There were slight drops of sweat on her palms. She took a deep breath and stabilized her sniper rifle.
Mouth, almost at the moment when the leading man turned around and urged the people behind him again, an iron-colored bullet whizzed out from the muzzle of the AWM's gun, accurately hitting the man's temple, and the bullet penetrated through the brain.