The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

"Sniper!"

Nakamura Hidezhong turned pale with fright, roared angrily, rolled on the spot, rolled behind the supporting pillar next to him, and hid.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound sounded, and another person fell to the ground, a big hole was blown in his head, and red and white things splashed.

"%￥#..."

The others yelled in panic, to the effect that they were sniper, find a place to hide quickly, and when all the people in Nakamura Shuzhong were hidden, another corpse was left on the ground.

Nakamura Hidezhong hid behind the supporting pillar, his head covered in cold sweat, glanced at the several corpses on the ground, his face was gloomy, and he roared angrily: "Baga!"

When his subordinates saw those corpses, they all shuddered. They were the only ones who sniped others before, and no one had ever received such a heavy blow.

"Baga! Who is it?"

Nakamura Hidezhong's face was gloomy. He had always looked down on Huaxia people and thought that the Huaxia police were useless. That's why he came to Huaxia to do drug business with confidence.

But in the current situation, most of them are dead.

Nakamura Shunaka counted his subordinates, and there were only 5 of them left. A ball of anger was burning in his heart: "That bastard, I must kill you!"

He just finished that sentence.

A man had the courage to look at the situation outside. Suddenly, his brows felt hot, and then he saw a rush of blood splattering in his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of the corpse falling to the ground sounded, hitting the hearts of several people in Nakamura Shuzhong hard.

"Damn it!" Hidechu Nakamura cursed fiercely, his expression twisted, he didn't know if he was scolding his subordinates or the bastard who shot.

On the battlefield, snipers are the most terrifying existence. They are invisible and invisible, and they always like to kill with one blow in the shadows. You never know when the death bullet will find its own head, and then it will explode with a bang. It's a mess.

None of Nakamura Shunaka and his subordinates dared to take the lead.

Among them were two snipers.

Neo has been killed, and there is another sniper who is not here, but is hiding in the corner of the steel factory, quietly waiting for the moment of one-shot kill.

Now they can only pray that another sniper will take out that bastard.

Shunaka Nakamura grimly said to the radio, "Lopez, kill that damn bastard!"

"Instructor, leave it to me." The other party said in a low voice.

...

Lopez is now hiding on the eighth floor of a residential apartment. This apartment is where workers in a steel mill live. There is a small window on the south wall.

This building has been abandoned for a long time, as can be seen from the withered vines covering the small window. Of course, those vines are now a good cover.

"Let me see you, you fucking bastard." Lopez lay prone on a table behind the windowsill, put his head close to the sight, and began to look for the target.

Directly in front of him was the workshop where Nakamura Shunaka and several people were staying. He swept across it and looked at the factory buildings and buildings opposite him, looking for a commanding height suitable for sniping.

His patience is very good, and his eyes are quite sharp, like the eyes of an eagle, he is a sniper.

"found it."

Through the sight, Lopez saw a slightly protruding head moving slowly on a building hundreds of meters away, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"This sniper's marksmanship looks quite accurate, but he is still a novice in action." Lopez shook his head, "The Chinese people have been peaceful for too long, and they don't know how to fight anymore, unlike us who have been honed from the flames of war. People who are always ready for war."

What he said was not wrong. In a country that has been in chaos all year round, the citizens are always ready to go to the battlefield.

But there is one thing he can't understand, that is, the Chinese people's love for the motherland. Once the motherland encounters a crisis, countless passionate people will emerge, even if they throw their heads and blood, they will not hesitate.

"Go to God."

Lopez focused, aimed at the target, and then pressed the trigger hard. With a bang, the head on the opposite side was blown away in the sight and flew into the sky.

"wrong!"

Seeing this situation, Lopez's face changed drastically. He didn't feel like hitting the target at all, and how could that head fly?

"Not good! I was discovered!"

Lopez only had time to roar, a blood hole exploded in his head, and then fell down unwillingly.

When he died, he was still regretting that he had invited the enemy too much, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Lopez is dead."

Nakamura Shuzhong heard Lopez's last roar, and couldn't help reaching out and hammering the ground hard, his face was distorted.

Others dare not speak, Lopez is dead, and now they are simply trapped here, the other party is too powerful.

"Instructor, do you want to ask for help?" a subordinate said.

"Baga! My spider needs someone to rescue me?" Hidechu Nakamura's face was contorted, as if he had been greatly insulted.

The man immediately closed his mouth and did not speak.

After more than ten minutes, the environment was eerily quiet, only the breathing of Nakamura Hidezhong and a few of his subordinates, not even the sound of insects and birds.

These creatures of nature are very sensitive to the perception of danger. Now they feel that this place is in great danger, and they subconsciously left the vicinity.

Cold sweat dripped from Nakamura Hideaka's head.

Such a quiet environment made him a little unbearable. He didn't know when the opponent would attack, so he needed to maintain a high degree of vigilance at all times.

But he is not afraid, he is very confident in his own skills, as long as the opponent dares to attack this place, he will definitely let him have no return.

Another ten minutes passed.

Nakamura Shunaka's subordinates couldn't stand it anymore.

In such a tense environment, concentrating and concentrating is a very exhausting process. In addition, they used up a lot of fighting with those special police officers before, and now they feel parched.

"No, I want a drink of water."

Someone said something, lay down on the ground, and slowly crawled forward along the wall. There was a hole in the corner in front of the wall, and there was a pit underneath. It rained heavily a few days ago, and there was water in it.

Nakamura Hidezhong didn't stop him, he also felt parched now, and wished he could run to the edge of the Yangtze River to have a drink.