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He jumped up, picked up the Huaxia Type 95 rifle in his right hand, and hurried to the other side of the hillside...

Of course this person is the captain of the sharp-edged troops, sharp knife!

The place where the Chinese hostages were detained was on the edge of the main position of the British and French coalition forces. Under such circumstances, it is obviously impractical to mobilize a large number of troops to rescue them.The most unexpected thing is that Jiandao insisted on breaking into Longtan alone, sneaking into the enemy camp alone to rescue diplomat Shao Lizhuo.This is a very bold and adventurous action, but the sharp knife still has to take the lead alone, which shows that he is a courageous, powerful and fierce character.

In fact, Jian Dao's rescue plan is extremely simple, that is, he first sneaks into the enemy camp to rescue the hostages quietly without anyone noticing, and then the third group of ten elite fighters and two scout airships come to the hostages agreed in advance. The location of the pick-up, the time is set at 2 o'clock in the morning.In the worst case, if the whereabouts are revealed, as long as the hostages can be safely rescued from the enemy camp, he is confident that he can hold off the enemy of the reinforced company, and then the first action team will cover the retreat of the hostages.

It's almost 1:[-] in the morning, and there are still [-] and a half hours to spare.The sharp knife ran to the other end of the hillside at a speed of [-] meters, took a few breaths, stopped at the edge of a bush, and searched the wild forest at the bottom of the hillside with lightning-like eyes.

Suddenly, three figures appeared on the edge of the wild forest, like ghosts from the underworld.In the dark night, they appeared in the sight of the sharp knife in a typical triangular battle formation, and their low voices could still be heard faintly.

Mobile Patrol Sentinels of the French Army!The sharp knife reacted immediately. It was the first time in five years that it came into contact with the enemy. Although it felt a little strange, it did not feel alarmed. Holding the Huaxia 95 in its left hand, it bent its waist and bowed its body, and quietly moved towards the swimming whistle. I touched it.

While the rabbit was up and down, the sharp knife moved into a bush in a low profile, bent down, and watched the enemy's every move intently.

Reluctantly, the dense vegetation and rugged terrain on the hillside obstructed the line of sight, and the sharp knife could only vaguely see three black shadows looming in the wild forest.

The sharp knife puts its ears as close to the ground as possible, relying on subconscious listening to pay attention to the movement and behavior of the enemy.He knew in his heart that the enemy sentries were just on routine patrols, not directed at him.When he judged the exact enemy's exact position, he got up and followed behind the enemy's ass.

The three French soldiers marched quietly along the wild forest to the other end of the mountain with a distance of about five to seven meters.The battle formation was impeccable, but Jiandao found that they didn't pay close attention to any abnormal movements around them.Maybe it's on the French's own territory, maybe the French have never encountered a special forces raid, so these sentries seem relaxed, even a little loose.

The sharp knife fell behind without a sound, and the distance between the enemy and the enemy was getting closer and closer.Suddenly, one of the two sentries walking behind stopped, turned around, and looked towards the route he had just walked, as if he had noticed some suspicious movement.

Jiandao was startled suddenly, and hurriedly dodged behind a tree surrounded by larch, curled up, clenched his rifle, and was fully alert, not daring to vent his breath!

The sentry looked around for a while, then turned his head and shook his hands at the other two companions, and then the three quickly dispersed, took their guns from their shoulders and searched the nearby vegetation, the sound of pulling the bolt was clearly audible.

"Grandma, could it be that these bastards discovered it?" Jiandao was really surprised, wondering if he had accidentally made a movement, which aroused the enemy's high vigilance.A cool air from the dantian went straight to the top door, and the murderous intent that had been hidden for a long time was gradually rising.The sharp knife raised his heart into his throat, and he gently lowered his body to the ground, paying attention to the enemy's movements through eavesdropping.When it was not a last resort, he didn't want to spoil the big event because of extra problems.

After the three sentries searched for a while, one of them held a writhing little snake in his hand, shook it in front of the two companions, joked a few words, and then threw it into the grass.After scolding each other, they still seemed uneasy, and resumed the original triangular battle formation and turned back the same way.

At this moment, the tense heartstrings of the sharp knife gradually relaxed, but the murderous intent became more and more fierce. He could see from the way the enemy discovered the little snake just now that he was not exposed, but he also clearly observed the three All the mobile patrol posts are veterans who have experienced battles and have strong reconnaissance capabilities.

There was a chirping bird's voice coming from far and near, and it was getting closer. The three guys gathered together and talked in a low voice, as if they were exchanging opinions with each other.As they approached, the sharp knife could even sense that their eyes were searching for his hiding place, and he could even intuitively feel that these guys were very scared and vigilant.

At this time, the three sentinels were only ten meters away from the tree where the sharp knife was hidden, and the murderous intent was also burning the sharp knife to cultivate kindness and tenderness for five springs, summers, autumns and winters. He slowly pulled out the dagger stuck in his waist ...

Soaring Front: The First World War 3 Chapter Thirty One Man's War 2

On cold rainy nights, in mountains and jungles, the god of death has spread its wings, ready to harvest fresh life at any time.Although the three sentinels were experienced and well-trained, they didn't realize it at this time, and as usual, they resumed the search team with one front and two backs, and went straight to the hiding place of the sharp knife.It's ridiculous that they are all veterans who are both cautious and careful, and they don't realize that there is a Chinese soldier lurking under their noses.

Ten meters, five meters, four meters... The dense raindrops beat on the back of the sharp knife and crackled, but they couldn't cover up the slight sound of the enemy's footsteps.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer... The sharp knife couldn't tell whether it was nervous or excited, but the strong desire to kill was inciting his hand to move around.

Sentinel No. 1 walked past the pine tree. With the short flash of lightning in the night sky, the sharp knife saw clearly that the enemy was carrying a Sharp rifle, and the triangular bayonet mounted on the front flashed under the lightning. Moving with a strange light.

When the two enemies behind slowly walked past the pine tree, he saw that they were both holding Liyi rifles in their hands, without the three-edged thorn.When the last sentry passed his hiding place, he suddenly turned his face and stared at him!

When the sharp knife's gaze came into contact with this pair of eyes shining with viciousness and coldness, he couldn't help shivering.I haven't met such a person full of hatred and resentment in five years, and I can't help but feel a chill in my heart.In order to prevent his eyes from being exposed, he did not dare to look directly at the enemy's face, and buried his head as low as possible, keeping his body close to the ground and motionless, holding his breath, for fear that if there was a slight mistake, his feet would be exposed.

The sentry with triangular eyes stared at the hiding place for about 15 seconds, saw no flaws, cursed, turned and walked away.

Jiandao heaved a sigh of relief, the tension just now disappeared, replaced by a murderous intent that couldn't be more intense.At this moment, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, and he resolutely decided to kill the killer, and first sent the three night-swimming sentries to the gate of hell.

He gently opened the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the quiver of the plum blossom sleeve tied with a three-section buckle on the forearm!

The ring finger and little finger of his left hand held the outer side of the quiver, the palm was in contact with the upper side of the quiver, the thumb was on the inner side of the quiver, and gently pressed the butterfly wings.After getting ready to launch the sleeve arrow, he slowly drew out the military dagger.It seems that he is good at killing enemies with cold weapons such as daggers, spears, and sleeve arrows in close combat.

Just when Triangle Eye was less than five steps away, sharp knife lightning leaped up from the hiding place like a bird of prey catching a chick.

His figure was as fast as a flash of electricity flashing from the western sky, and the moment he brushed the shoulder of Triangular Eye, the cold blade drew a shining arc in the void!

With a "poof", like the sound of a sharp blade cutting through a sack, a pool of scarlet blood gurgled from the throat of the triangular eye, flowed down the neck, and was mixed in the icy night rain.

With the light of a flash of lightning that tore through the night sky, the sharp knife clearly saw that the neck of the triangular eye had been cut open by the extremely sharp knife edge, the tender red flesh was rolled to the two sides, the white throat was broken in two, and blood gushed out. The hot air shoots out like a fountain, worth less than footwashing water.The sentinel dropped the weapon in his hand, covered his neck with his hands, coughed and spat out blood foam, and spun out of his burly body with the rotors. With each rotation, a large amount of plasma squeezed out between his fingers and splashed onto the surrounding larch trees. On the ground, poured on the rotting leaves are mottled.

It was too late, and just as the dagger cut through the neck of the triangular eye, the sharp knife caught up with another black and strong French sentinel like a shadow.The sentry had already noticed a figure passing by his companion behind him. He instinctively turned to the right, and at the same time moved a foot to the left, and pointed the rifle in his hand at the figure who suddenly appeared to attack.

When encountering each other on narrow roads and fighting hand to hand, victory or defeat is often determined by every second, but this sentry was still a second or two late, before the index finger could pull the trigger, the sharp knife's dagger edge had already been pulled from his belly, quietly Silently fast!The colorful viscera mixed with blood flowed all over the ground, like cutting open a nasty black pig.The sentinel's eyes were terrified and puzzled, staring at the intestines being dragged out of the body piece by piece, the light in the pupils was rapidly dissipating, and the purple face became paler and more terrifying.

The sentry at the front had already heard the sound behind him, he hesitated for a moment, looked back, and immediately realized that something was wrong, turned around quickly, and touched the trigger of the rifle with his index finger.

At this time, the sharp knife was nearly ten meters away from him, and the dagger was out of reach, and the rifle must not be used lightly in this secret operation.In this unstoppable moment, the sharp knife stretched forward with his left hand like lightning, the middle finger and index finger locked on the target extremely quickly, and the thumb pulled the butterfly wings one step ahead of the enemy.

With a sound of "crack", a sharp arrow wiped the damp and cold air, dragging a white trail in the drizzle and rain.

The remaining sentry covered his neck with his hands, and fell to the ground without a sound, with an inch-long sleeve arrow stuck in his throat.

At this time, Jiandao tasted a salty taste on the edge of his mouth. He didn't know if it was rain or his own sweat.He originally wanted to capture the next one alive* to ask about the defense inside, but that guy's reaction was too fast, and he didn't even allow him to have a chance to stay alive for questioning, so he had no choice but to kill him and hurry up.

He squatted down and said to the radio in a low, slightly hoarse voice: "The danger at position 3 is temporarily lifted."

Just after saying this sentence, the black and strong sentry fell to the ground, kneeling slowly on the ground. After a slight pause, his upper body threw forward heavily, just pressing on the pile of internal organs.

The sharp knife glanced at the still convulsing enemy corpse, frowned, and let out a long breath.A strong smell of blood rushed towards his face, and his stomach was churning violently. He hurriedly covered his nose with his left hand, looked up at the dark, rainy night sky, and let the cold rain pour on his face. Back to some of the pleasure of killing the enemy.

Killing someone for the first time in five years was still as easy as breathing air once.Killing is nothing more than nodding the head. This sentence couldn't be more appropriate when applied to the sharp knife.However, for some reason, when the strong salty smell penetrated his nostrils, he actually had a feeling of vomiting and fainting blood.

Maybe it was because he hadn't spattered blood for a long time, and he was dying. Suddenly he smelled the smell of blood, and he felt a strange feeling that he couldn't adapt to, but his proficiency in killing the enemy was still the same as before, even worse than before. No less.

After the rain washed away the blood on his face, he collected five magazines and five legal grenades from the enemy, stuffed the ammunition into his backpack, and left the wild forest without looking back...

PS: I wish you all a happy National Day.

Soaring Front: World War I Chapter 331 One Man's War 3

After passing through the dense wild forest, it suddenly became clear to the eyes. The junction between the short hillside and a high and steep mountain peak on the opposite side is a narrow and long dam, and the mist on the Xiaomolin River is getting thicker. .

According to the information, the barracks where Shao Lizhuo was detained was located in this dam.On the left side of the dam, there are many peaks and peaks, covered with clouds and fog. Looking far away in the rainy night, the fog is dark, hazy, and turbid.On the right side of the dam is a deep canyon. With the help of the flash of lightning, it can be vaguely seen that there is a winding road leading from the narrow valley to the gate of the military camp.

After quickly inspecting the terrain with the sharp knife, he immediately ran to a pile of bushes, squatted down, and raised his binoculars to carefully observe every move in the barracks.

It was cloudy and rainy, and the mist covering the hillside was like a thick layer of vines. The visibility was extremely low, and it was in the bushes, which seriously obstructed the sight.

Jiandao cursed inwardly, put away the binoculars, and carefully moved 20 meters down the hillside with his waist down.The fog here is thinner, and the line of sight has improved.He lay down again in a bush, took out the binoculars and continued to observe.

This military camp is located in a mountainous forest area and lacks the necessary power supply equipment. It only relies on a hand-operated generator in the military camp to maintain four or five light bulbs with relatively large wattages.It can be seen from this location that the electricity in the barracks is obviously insufficient, and the lights flicker on and off, like four or five blinking ghost eyes.The light in the barracks was dim and gloomy. Although the observation position here was very good, the visibility from this distance was still very limited, but the buildings and facilities in the barracks could barely be seen clearly.

The information is correct, the scale of this barracks is indeed small, and the area is estimated to be less than the size of a football field.Barbed wire fences as high as a person were set up all around, and five small-caliber wheel-mounted cannons were neatly parked on the side of the iron gate of the barracks.About fifteen or six green military tents were scattered in the barracks in an orderly manner.In the four corners are piled up oil drums covered with canvas covers, as well as piles of wooden boxes and worn-out and discarded clothes.Three wooden houses of different sizes occupy the left, middle and right positions of the barracks respectively, and the smallest wooden house is still lit with dim lights, adding a little life to the lifeless rainy night.

The sharp knife swallowed his saliva, gently stretched his stiff legs and feet, and continued to pay attention to the movement in the barracks.

In the four directions of the barracks, there are also four wooden towers for observation.A Gatling light machine gun is installed on each of the four towers. The tower on the south just forms a diagonal line with the hillside where the sharp knife is located. If he is accidentally discovered by the enemy, the machine gun on the tower alone is enough The firepower blocked this low hillside, and the dense bullets were enough to shoot him into a blood sieve.

Fortunately, it is a cold, rainy and windy night, and the visibility is not good. He hides in the bushes again, covering his whole body with a camouflage cloak. The lens of the telescope looks out through the gaps in the grass blades, even though there are constant lightning strikes When crossing the night sky, it is extremely difficult to be exposed by the reflection of the lens.

In front of the four towers, the sharp knife no longer dared to move as fast as before. He squirmed like an earthworm and moved forward another four or five meters. At this time, he could clearly see every move of the sentinel on the watchtower opposite.The sentry was leaning against the pillars of the tower, and the helmet was drooping, as if the sentry had entered a semi-sleep state.