Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh corbel machete (2)
Two people who slammed out the scimitar when they leaned back from the stone bench had already rolled quickly to both sides of the stone bench. Bao Ya's two shots hit the stone bench, making two crisp "slap" sounds.
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All this was done in the blink of an eye, and no one on both sides made loud noises. With the two gunshots from Bao Ya, the two people rolling on the ground suddenly raised one hand and held a grenade in their hands.
He stood up and stared coldly at the three people who were surrounding him with their guns.
"Good!" Dali couldn't help but mutter in a low voice when he saw that the other party could still be so calm under such circumstances. "Chinese?" The other party suddenly asked.
Cheng Ru and the other two were stunned. They didn't expect the other party to speak Chinese? Then they remembered the scimitar that the other party threw out and understood that they might be from the Gurkha army. And their country borders our country, it is not surprising that some people can speak Chinese.
Cheng Ru asked in a deep voice: "Gurkha troops?" The other party looked at Cheng Ru coldly and nodded.
At present, the two sides have formed a confrontation. Obviously, these two Gurkha soldiers, who have been in battle, knew that the other party wanted to quietly capture the commanding height of the cliff, so they immediately took out their grenades in an unfavorable situation and put them together and died together.
Their posture immediately grabbed Cheng Ru and the others' weakness. They also understood that once they made a sound, the other party would definitely shoot them with a gun to kill them.
"Okay!" A Gurkha man looked at the military uniforms of the three people opposite, gave a thumbs up and said, "Chinese special forces! Since they are soldiers, let's fight fairly." He said slowly, he put the grenade in his hand slowly.
When he arrived at the stone table, he looked straight at Cheng Ru.
Cheng Ru understood what he meant. The other party wanted to decide the victory and loss with them with bare hands and life and death! Cheng Ru's mind quickly turned around. This is the best solution to not disturb the enemy below at present, otherwise if he is forced to force the other party.
Detonate the grenade, and the sneak attack plan was ruined.
Cheng Ru looked at the other person's eyes and nodded slowly, turned to look at Bao Ya and Dali, then stared at each other's eyes and slowly put the pistol on the stone table. Dali and Bao Ya also slowly turned it.
The pistol was placed on the stone table.
Another Gurkha warrior also put the grenade on the stone table. The few of them slowly straightened up with their hands empty. The Gurkha warrior stood up and looked at Cheng Ru and said, "One-on-one? Or are you three going together
?” He had already seen that Cheng Ru had the highest military rank.
Cheng Ru smiled and looked at Bao Ya and Dali. He saw that Dali's left shoulder had been stained with blood. It was obvious that the scimitar just now had injured his left arm.
Cheng Ru pointed at Bao Ya and said to Dali, "Get back!" Dali reluctantly stepped back four or five steps.
The two Gurkha soldiers gave their thumbs at the same time, and rushed towards Cheng Ru and Bao Ya on the opposite side. The two rough and powerful hands cut at the necks of Cheng Ru and Bao Ya respectively. Cheng Ru and Bao Ya were each the same.
Knowing that they would have to fight quickly at this time, they didn't have time to fight with them.
Cheng Ru did not dodge, and his left hand stuck out like lightning to grab the opponent's right hand, and pulled it to the side. His right hand hit the opponent's elbow joint like a knife, with a crisp "click" sound, following the opponent's
With a muffled groan, Cheng Ru's right foot kicked the other party's ear sideways, and "bang" the other party's mouth and nose suddenly spurted blood and fell to the side.
Just as Cheng Ru took action, Bao Ya lowered his body and dodged his palm, kicked his feet, and quickly turned to the other party's side, and his hands quickly pecked at the other party's armpits and neck like hooks.
The other party didn't expect this little man to be so fast. He took his body back in surprise, blocked his left hand, and his right arm stretched out "huh" and hit Bao Ya's head, hoping to break Bao Ya with attack instead of defense.
offensive.
But he didn't expect Bao Ya's left leg had already risen and kicked straight towards his crotch. Before the Gurkha warrior's arm touched Bao Ya, Bao Ya's left leg had already kicked the opponent's crotch hard.
Cheng Ru, who had already dealt with his opponent on the side, rushed up from the side, kicked the Gurkha warrior who was about to cry out, and kicked the opponent's mouth that had just opened his mouth and had not yet exhaled his pain.
After closing, the opponent's eyes flew up.
Dali from behind quickly stepped forward to catch the Gurkha warrior in the air and gently placed it on the ground. He glanced at the other party's eyes, stretched out his thumb, and then closed his eyes.
Bao Ya stood firm and looked at Cheng Ru in surprise. He didn't expect that the sniper would deal with his powerful opponent so quickly and rushed over in time to stop the screams his opponent made before he died.
"What about one more?" Cheng Ru asked nervously, picking up a pistol from the stone table and walking behind the stone house. "It's gone long ago!" Dali took out the wound with the tourniquet tied to his left arm, but he was not angry.
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"Huh, what does it smell?" Bao Ya, who was standing next to Dali, suddenly asked with his nose tilted hard. At this time, Cheng Ru walked to the side of the stone house and saw the boy who had almost cut off his head by Dali, and that the other party had not yet
When I had time to tie my pants, I immediately understood what was going on. I covered my mouth and returned to the house, looking at Dali, who was soaked in his head.
Bao Ya looked around and saw that there was nothing moving. He also walked to the back of the house and walked back with his mouth covering his mouth. Dali shook his head angrily, took off a corpse's top and wiped his head hard.
Go, get the heavy weapons placed there.
The three of them placed several light machine guns in the shack and two rocket launchers on the cliff near the enemy base. Dali also set up the heavy machine gun he retrieved, pressed the chains onto the heavy machine gun, and then
Depressedly, he squatted on the stone bench without saying a word, waiting for Wan Lin to send a signal of attack.
Before the war began, this strong man was spitted with a slut in urine. No wonder he was so depressed.
At this time, Xiaoya, Lingling and Zhang Wa came to the grove where three base elements were killed while reconnaissing the terrain during the day. Xiaoya had long thought that the three killed terrorists must have been here by boat to the lake.
Yes, they can't swim over with weapons.
She brought a few people to the lake, and found that there was a small boat tied by the lake not far away, with two wooden oars on the boat. The three of them looked around and saw that it was quiet, Xiaoya whispered to Zhang Wa and Lingling.
He said, "Let's wait for the enemy here." "Okay", Zhang Wa said, and took off the rocket launcher from her shoulder and placed it behind the boat. Then the three of them lay behind the boat on the shore.
After helping Cheng Ru and the others tie the rope to the cliff, Wan Lin returned to the cliff and followed the cliff and quickly approached the enemy base from the west. Soon, he caught up with the h who was approaching the enemy base in this direction.
Park Guocheng and the others from the 707th Brigade of Guoguo, Wan Lin passed by Park Guocheng and whispered: "Be careful of safety", and then floated silently by his side.
Park Guocheng and the others were surprised to see Wan Lin floating into the darkness in front of him like black smoke, all of whom were opening their mouths. They had never seen such a fast figure.
When Wan Lin approached about two thousand meters from the guardhouse west of the base, he suddenly jumped up quietly and climbed up along the cracks on the cliff. Wan Lin knew that people's visual habit was to look straight and go.
The viewing angle on the top will not exceed sixty degrees. So he must go beyond this perspective when approaching the other party's guardhouse.