War in Heaven

The sand hits the unguarded chest, like numerous tiny needles piercing the skin, giving a subtle tingling sensation.

The few scars left in the previous battles still hang on the skin, and the men in the shirtless battle trudged in the sandstorm, and the sharp sharps in their hands flashed a chill.

Fighting three hundred enemies with one person is undoubtedly a complete death, but now, Lin Chi is not alone in the fight. The craziest tyrant in the desert - standing on his side.

The exhausted search team soldiers encountered a brutal sandstorm. At this time, they all rushed backwards and tried to move away from the scope of the sandstorm.

Because there are too many friendly nearby, even if they know that the enemy is watching, these soldiers will not dare to open fire for a while. And in their view, there is only one person in the other party, and they should not dare to take the initiative to launch the charge. It must be the opportunity to run directly.

They never dreamed that the deserter who was searching for it would have rushed into the army of three hundred people with one's own strength!

Stepping forward a few steps, Lin Qiao suddenly appeared in front of a figure, in the moment the other party appeared, the short scimitar in his hand, has unrelentingly cut the other's throat.

"Uh……"

The soldier who had been cut throat slid down his throat, and the screams had not yet been issued, and he was covered in the whistling yellow sand.

Lin Chi bent down and pulled out a wide-blade saber from the scabbard at the waist of the corpse. When both hands held a weapon, the "Titan's Grip" was instantly triggered, and the speed of the whole person was faster. Minute.

Wearing the mask of the night vision "Death", holding two sabers to pass through the crowd, as the peers flowed in the water, leaving behind several bodies that were cut throat.

"He rushed in -"

When a soldier’s words were not finished, they were cut off by sharp edges.

The yellow sand that covered the sky blocked everyone's sight. While reducing visibility, the strong winds of whistling also overwhelmed the screams until the soldiers who were close to ten people were killed, and the soldiers who were still in the sandstorm were finally Realizing that the enemy launched the attack, the face under the mask was distorted, like a bitter gourd that had changed shape.

At this point, there is only one thought left in everyone’s mind: is he not dying?

"Enemy!"

While a soldier shouted, other soldiers also pulled out the sabers.

Because there are too many friendly forces around, no one dares to use guns to shoot, only relying on the saber to defend themselves. The commander who has been hiding behind the crowd is not a fool. He immediately turns on the radio and swears to the subordinates scattered in the sandstorm:

"Transfer to the middle, don't just attack! Seeing is the enemy to do it again, be careful not to accidentally hurt yourself!"

"Received...ah!"

A scream in the radio made the soldiers start to panic again.

Everyone is looking around and looking for the enemy's trail. The originally dispersed crowd has also begun to shrink to the middle and become a dense formation.

Unfortunately, these soldiers who are used to the sea tactics have not realized that the intensive position just provides an opportunity for the enemy.

boom!

A grenade exploded in the crowd and instantly threw more than a dozen people to the ground. In the crowd, flesh and blood flew for a while, and the blood spewed from the comrades in his body soaked the clothes of nearby soldiers.

"Don't panic, withdraw!" the commander yelled.

Realizing that there was an explosion in front of him, he continued to command, but he began to panic. Although the enemy seems to have only one person, but now think about it, there may be a large number of people hiding under the sand, and this opportunity suddenly broke out.

- Is your own army ambushed?

Thinking of this possibility, the commander's already terrible face became even worse. With his bloodshot eyes, he tried to see the dust in front of him, but the sand on the goggles blurred his view.

The commander wanted to lead the soldiers out of the sandstorm, but it would be very difficult to evacuate from this violent sandstorm.

If there is no compass, he can't tell what direction he is heading, but the problem now is...

"Is the sandstorm coming from the west?" The commander shouted at the big soldier around him.

"It seems to be..." The soldier answered with some embarrassment.

"We are going west!" The commander said to the west side of the compass mark.

In the dust of the sky, they can't find the enemy's position at all. It is only the right choice to withdraw the sandstorm area and rebuild the formation.

However, the enemies that these soldiers are chasing are obviously aware of this.

"Want to run?" Lin Chi smiled.

Although he could not see the enemy's position, Lin Chi still noticed that the number of enemies he encountered was becoming less and less. The soldiers who were hunting for themselves seemed to be withdrawing behind the sandstorm.

At the same time as the retreat, the sound of AK was heard in the sandstorm.

In the face of the enemies of the ghosts, a small number of soldiers finally gave up using the sabers to defend themselves, and then began to shoot indiscriminately - in order to save their lives, the lives of teammates in their view, it does not matter at all...

"Ah!"

A nearly collapsed soldier shouted and lifted the AK-47 to fire in front. The three assuredly handed the back to his comrades, and suddenly the number of bullets fell into a pool of blood.

A soldier next to "Don't fight!" rushed forward to try to stop this person's madness: "Don't shoot, you are playing yourself!"

"I want to... kill him!" The soldier who fired shouted and shook and changed the folder: "Don't stop me!"

Snapped!

A gunshot, the soldier who was about to continue shooting, the blood spurted down in the yellow sand, and the comrades next to him took up the Tokarev pistol, and his face was very dignified.

"Sorry... brother."

The horrible sandstorm is still continuing, and the screams of the soldiers and the AK gunshots are heard from time to time. When the embarrassed commander led the soldiers to finally leave the sandstorm area from the west, the team of 300 people was obviously much less than before.

"Immediately trimmed and checked the number." The commander who kept the shackles pulled off the mask on his face, his eyebrows staring at his wolverines, and the "sand wall" that was still moving to the east.

The commander knew that this dust storm had swallowed up many of his life. As for the number of people, it should be counted soon...

"Two classes lost three people!"

"Report, three classes have been completely smashed..."

Soon, the specific situation of the soldiers was reported, and when the sandstorm retreated, everyone had seen many human figures buried in the sand.

- There are fifty-three people who died in the sandstorm just now. A team of three hundred people has lost one-sixth of their casualties!

In addition, there were 25 people injured in the soldiers, most of whom were minor injuries, but there were still a few seriously wounded soldiers with broken arms. They climbed out from the sandstorm...

“Do we have to move on?” a soldier standing in front of the commander whispered, “The situation is not optimistic...”

"Yeah, the enemy may have an ambush." ​​The commander frowned and stared at the sand in front of him, and the voice of his voice shook a little.

As a soldier's honor, he wanted to kill the enemy by hand, and then hung the guy's head on the flagpole to comfort the brothers' spirit in the sky. But the commander is very clear that the enemy is likely to be more than one person, and those guys may be hiding under the sand, waiting to create more casualties!

Although I am not willing, I can only retreat now...

With this in mind, the commander couldn’t help but clench his fists and silence his teeth for half a minute. He finally slammed:

"Retreat immediately."

After receiving the instructions, the remaining soldiers also decisively withdrew and withdrew in the direction of the town. The horror experience just now, they don't want to come again.

......

Five minutes later, when the sandstorm disappeared completely, the corpse was everywhere in the sand, filled with dead silence.

A "corpse" half buried in the sand suddenly moved, and the finger moved a little, then slowly stood up and took off the rag on his face, revealing the face with sand.

Lin Chi took the night vision device and put it back in the backpack. He looked around with vigilance and did not see any living people. The enemy apparently all retreated.

On the sand around me, there were many bodies buried in the dust. These poor pests, who were fatally wounded in sandstorms, were all buried in the yellow sand of the sky.

"what……"

Lin lately spit out the sand in his mouth and looked up at the blue sky that was simulated by the lights on the training ground. When I was about to leave this place, the female voice of the radio rang again:

“Congratulations, the first test has been completed. You unlocked the location of the nearby supply box and can view it on the map. The next test will start in 30 minutes.”

When I heard the contents of the broadcast, Lin opened the map in the player interface, and saw that there were several flashing blue spots nearby, marking the location of the replenishment.

Now that it is temporarily safe, it is time to search for weapons...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi turned to the rear of the slope, the nearest supply box, less than a hundred meters away from himself.

But he just got out of two steps and he fell asleep and almost fell to the ground.

"Rely on." He muttered in a low voice.

- The battle in the sandstorm just now, he himself is not unscathed, and there is a shallow scar on his shoulder. In addition, the consumption of physical exertion by sandstorms is even more deadly for players.

After experiencing the "violent movement" just now, even in the four points of strength and agility of the Titan's grip, Lin Chi is exhausted at this time. It is conceivable that the soldiers who have left this place must be a kidney-like appearance...

However, even though she was exhausted, Lin’s face showed a smile again.

- Taking advantage of the sandstorm to repel so many people, you are undoubtedly earned!

He slowly walked to the position of the supply box, and was almost stumped by a body buried in the sand. Although the distance was only one hundred meters, it took two minutes to finish.

Lin Chi bent down, reached out and pulled off the desert camouflage camouflage net on the supply box. After opening the box, he took out a must-have artifact for home travel from the inside - also made in Russia.

RPG-7 rocket launcher.

Long range weapon.

Item level: excellent.

The beach can be used without proficiency. Minimum force value required: 14. The maximum attack power required requires a power value: 17.

"There is no enemy that can't get an RPG. If there is, then come again."

This supply box provides an RPG-7 rocket launcher and five rockets. In addition, there is a pack of 7.62MM bullets that can be used for the AK-47.

After searching for the first supply box, Lin Chi rested next to the box for a while, finally recovered a little effort, went to the second supply box in the southeast corner, took out the machine gun stored inside, the thing looks like a plus The large version of the AK-47 adds a bracket by the way:

Kalashnikov Light Machine Gun (RPK).

Long range weapon.

Item level: excellent.

Light machine gun, the use of proficiency requires a minimum strength value: 14, the maximum attack power required proficiency: 20.

"Welcome to the Soviet Union's 'Universal Machine Gun' RPK, which was improved by Kalashnikov from the AK-47 modified AKM rifle and maintains the good performance and reliability of the AK-47. After being put into production, it immediately became the Soviet standard equipment, and was still used in many troops until the beginning of the 21st century."

Lin Chi stuffed the light machine gun and several bombs into the backpack and then moved to the next supply box.

It is worthy of the Soviet Institute. The weapons provided in this training ground are all made by the Soviet Union. Although the accuracy may be a little worse, the equipment made in the Soviet Union is undoubtedly very durable.

However, it seems that there is no time now...

After the first test is completed, it has already passed twenty minutes, and less than ten minutes, the next test in the training field is about to begin.

Realizing that he might not be able to get all the equipment in the remaining three supply boxes, he would be involved in the battle. Lin Chi also decisively gave up two supply boxes farther away from him, and the one closer to the east side. The supply box moves past.

The battle is about to begin, no time has been wasted...

Lin was dragging his tired body and went to the supply box two hundred meters away. When he came to the map mark, he did not see the familiar box.

--what's the situation? Is the map mark wrong?

He bent down and groped in the sand, and did not find the trace of the supply box. Just as he was about to leave, his right hand touched a tiny metal cylinder.

"Ok?"

Lin Chi took the stuff out of the sand. It appeared in the line of sight with a silver metal cylinder and a gas valve in front, which looked like a needle-free syringe.

"Have you seen this thing?"

When he was frowning, he showed up in the line of sight:

RED-BULL "Red Bull" military stimulant.

Consumables.

Item Level: Epic.

Injecting the item will put the user into a violent state with 7 points of strength, agility and endurance, which lasts for 20 minutes.

"Your energy is beyond your imagination!"