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", is the person in this sniper mirror Wang Mingzhang?"

"I don't know, Xiao Xian didn't introduce it, but looking at this temperament, and the eyes of the people next to him looking at him, eight or nine are not far from ten. "

Xiao Xian can't be introduced, he is talking to the entire battlefield, you haven't found out yet, in Xiao Xian's lens, there are no famous generals.

Only those soldiers who are dedicated in obscurity are in line with the meaning of the battlefield.

The legion is composed of countless little people under Xiao Xian's lens, they do not have high-ranking official positions, but they are equally willing to sacrifice their lives for their beliefs and for their family and country

!""It's so good to say upstairs, salute

!""Salute +1!" "Salute +2!""Salute

+3!

"

...

In the live broadcast screen, the outstanding leader suddenly turned sideways as if he had sensed something.

The ferocious fangs that erupted from the sniper rifle grazed his arm and flew past.

"Division

Commander!" "There are snipers, hide

!" "Sixth Battalion Commander

!" "Here!" "Go find him out for

me!" "Yes!" "The third team will go with me

!" "Yes!" "Yes

!"

"A

seven-man squad has mysteriously disappeared from the battlefield

!". Inside the sniper building, he cursed angrily at the self-believing sniper, this time he didn't clench the hand of the god of death, and actually let the ghost under the gun escape.

He immediately searched, but in the sniper scope, the figure of the general just now had been lost.

This became a piece of his heart, and the happy emotions on the battlefield disappeared.

If he hadn't sniped that person to death, he would have trouble sleeping in his bedroom.

"Where, where?"

...

On the battlefield, the anti-aircraft guns were still clashing with the eagles in the sky, and it was even more difficult to lock on to the targets of enemy planes in the dark.

Of course, it will be much more difficult for enemy fighters to target them.

Only the sky-high flames and countless bullets crisscrossed back and forth between the sky and the earth, crisscrossing and crisscrossing horizontally.

"Kill!"

Er Meng looked at the eagle hidden in the darkness in the sky, the eye-catching machine light was just a point, it was difficult to determine its position, and it was even more difficult at the moment.

"Ermeng, it's not a way to go on like this, I've been hitting the air, and sooner or later the bullets will run out!" said the reloader below.

Ermeng looked at the night sky indifferently, and the flashing red lights of the enemy plane seemed to mock him for being a clown.

"We must find a way for him

to expose the target, and we can still hit it with one hit!" "Are you dreaming? How is this possible, the enemy plane is at least about one to two hundred meters above the ground, and it is simple to expose the target, and it is whimsical to hit it with one hit!"

Er Meng lightly touched the hot barrel of the anti-aircraft gun and looked at the old captain's corpse, which was gradually cold.

Suddenly he took a deep breath!

"What if he could fly low?" "What

do you mean?" The bombloader looked at Ermeng's calm face, and his heart chuckled for a moment.

"Li Dayun, are you afraid of death?" asked Er Meng.

"Fart, if I'm afraid of death, I can go to the battlefield and be your bombloader

?" "Then you just listen to me, take out the flare gun, expose the location of the enemy plane, attack him with signal flares, and disrupt his vision, at this time we will temporarily cease fire, remember, the main thing is to disrupt his vision, and send me any smoke bombs or something!"

Li Dayun seemed to realize something, and asked, "Is this reliable

?" "How can I know if I don't try?"

Li Dayun thought for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Assemble, flare gun count

!" "I have one here

!" "I

also have one here..."

Five minutes later, Li Dayun came to Er Meng's side and said, "There are a total of seventeen flare guns and twelve smoke bombs, but the smoke bombs are not easy to send, what do you use to send them at an altitude of one or two hundred meters?"

Li Dayun suddenly said: "Are you sure?" "

You look at the height of the indicator light, we can still see the outline of the fuselage, there are at least seven or eight enemy planes in this sky, but the one who has been fighting with us just now is definitely not up to 100 meters, and I feel as if I hit the enemy plane once, but the injury is not serious, this bastard is going back and forth with us, I am afraid that we will be angry!"