Wan Lin heard the little monk's frustrated voice, and he made a long shot, then he retracted under the cover. He pulled out the backup magazine and was about to hand it to the little monk. He saw at a glance that the boy's ear helmet had fallen behind his head.
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He shouted at the little monk: "Are you looking for death? Put on a helmet!" Platoon Commander Zhang fired a shuttle, and he also squatted under the cover, changing the magazine, looking to the side.
Only then did he realize that the brave little man just now was actually a teenager, and his head was bare and without a single hair.
He never expected that the sniper who had just shot and killed an enemy on the side hillside, rushed into the outpost and quickly killed several enemies with darts. He was actually a teenage boy, and it seemed that he was
A little monk.
Wan Lin saw the little monk put on his helmet again, so he handed the magazines of the two sniper rifles in his hand to the kid. He whispered: "After aiming at the target, he is firing, and one target can only fire one shot.
, pay attention to saving ammunition. Go to the side and avoid my machine gun fire point!"
Before he finished speaking, a "pah" sound suddenly came from the rocks of the bunker in front of him. A few bullets flew over the bunker, and the buildings built with stones at the outpost were followed.
There was a sound of slap.
The little monk squatted in the cover and shrank his head, then replied: "Yes, yes, thank you... Thank you!" He took the magazine and quickly inserted it into the sniper rifle, and then bent down to the side with the cover of the cover.
Run to the cover.
The boy then lay in the darkness, raised his right hand and pulled the bolt quickly. He shouted loudly to Wan Lin on the side: "Leopard Head, I...I'll kill that machine gunner, you...you hide!"
In the whistling rain of bullets, Wan Lin squatted under the cover and heard the little monk's shouting vaguely. He turned his head and looked at the boy and shouted: "When is it all? You're still saying goodbye, give it to me quickly.
Kill that machine gunner!”
The enemy's machine gun bullets were already unable to lean on him. He grabbed the machine gun and was anxious. At this time, the little monk still talked about it, which really made him angry.
When the little monk heard Wan Lin's scolding, he grinned and replied, "Yes, yes, yes! I... I just... I just report to you." The boy followed him in the darkness.
He pressed on the cover and did not move. The muzzle quickly aimed at the enemy machine gun in the mountains below. He muttered, "I...I won't...I won't report it and I will report it...
...I was scolded, and I was so worried...I was so worried."
Platoon leader Zhang was squatting under the rocks of the bunker to change the magazine. He almost laughed when he heard the child's muttering. He turned his head and looked at the little monk lying in the darkness with his favorite eyes, and couldn't help but say to himself:
"Hehe, where did such a kid come from? It's great!"
At this time, Wan Lin's figure suddenly appeared two small black shadows. The two leopards rushed to Wan Lin with their eyes shining. Wan Lin saw two leopards rushing towards him and knew that the injured mercenaries in the yard had already
Being killed.
He squatted under the cover, pointed to the mountains near the border and whispered: "Xiaohua, Xiaobai, go to the mountains ahead to guard it. When you find the enemy, you will notify me immediately and wait for an opportunity to kill them!" He then gestured a few more in the darkness again.
Down, raise your right hand and slash it down hard.
The two leopards' eyes flashed, and they were about to run towards the hillside on the side of the outpost in the whistling rain of bullets. Wan Lin quickly reached out and held the two leopards and whispered: "It's too dangerous now, you can wait a moment."
, wait for Jingheng to kill the machine gunner."
Before he finished speaking, a low gunshot suddenly sounded from the bunker on the side, and a bullet roared out of the muzzle of the sniper rifle in front of the young monk.
The boy pulled the trigger, raised his right hand and quickly pulled the bolt, quickly pressing on the second bullet. With the low gunshot, the bullet that flew towards the outpost suddenly disappeared.
Wan Lin stood up from the cover quickly, and his machine gun quickly aimed at the mountains below, "bang bang bang" and "bang bang bang" roared. The two leopards also had a flash of eyes, and they quickly steeply towards the side.
Run to the hillside.
Platoon leader Zhang saw Wan Lin's movements and quickly stretched out his assault rifle from under the cover. He lay on the cover and glanced into the mountains below. He then turned his head and looked at Wan Lin who was lying on the side, anxiously in his mouth.
He asked, "Leopard Head, who are our people?"
The fire from the muzzle below was already spread across the mountains, and blurry figures rushed towards the mountains ahead. At this time, he could no longer tell which ones were his own people and which mercenaries were.
Wan Lin lay behind the machine gun and fired two long shots. He then shouted to Platoon Commander Zhang: "The enemy is fleeing towards the border. Our people have chased them around. The enemy and me are mixed. Don't shoot."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly saw seven or eight soldiers in the outpost supporting each other and running out. Four or five soldiers were wearing bandages on their foreheads, arms and legs. Wan Lin stared at the soldiers who were coming to reinforce and shouted in a low voice:
“Good!”
He followed the order to platoon leader Zhang and said, "You will take the soldiers and scatter around the outpost, monitor the surrounding situation closely, and report immediately when you find suspicious people approaching. Don't shoot easily, our people are around."
"Yes!" Platoon Commander Zhang quickly replied. He followed the soldiers running behind him and gave orders. Several soldiers supported each other, held the assault rifle in their hands, and staggered toward the surrounding bunkers.
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At this moment, two sharp sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out from the front of the cover. "Gragon grenade, hide!" Wan Lin roared, turned around and rushed towards the platoon leader Zhang on the side, followed
Then he pressed Platoon Leader Zhang tightly under the cover.
When the little monk heard Wan Lin's roar, he also turned around and rushed down the cover on the side. He lay on the ground, holding the sniper rifle tightly with both hands.
"Boom", "Boom", two deafening explosions followed by a blew from the rocks in front of the bunker. The bursting fire suddenly shone, and the dim outpost reflected a red color.
With the sudden burst of fire, Wan Lin pressed Pawnsman Zhang tightly under his body. The fire flashed away, and the gravel that was blown up on the cover fell from the air with a slam.
As soon as the explosion fire disappeared, several soldiers ran out of the outpost behind. They looked at the collapsed bunker and shouted: "Platform Commander Zhang!"
Just as the few people bent down to lift the stones on the ground, the collapsed bunker suddenly shook. Wan Lin shook his body hard and then came out of the pile of stones.
He pulled out the platoon leader Zhang under him, then pushed the platoon leader Zhang to the soldiers around him and shouted: "Plane Commander Zhang, take the soldiers to covertly monitor the surroundings!"