Counterfeit Hero

Tian Xingjian is not a person who likes killing.

In everyone's opinion, it was impossible for him to attack a patrol team because he needed to hide his traces and sneak through the defense line. The reason is that there is no reason and the gain outweighs the loss.

However, Garland's crosshair caught the nearest patrolman. On the Skynet panoramic screen, the patrolman fell down silently. If it hadn't been for the large hole in his head made by the mixed bullet, everyone would have thought that the soldier had just suffered a sudden illness.

Everyone's heart beat violently. In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, he struck like lightning and killed him. Fatty strikes so easily!

The patrol team was still marching. Everything happened too fast. Several large trees and dense bushes blocked their sight. They did not notice that the comrade on the far left of the team who was on guard had been beaten. died.

The first bullet determined that this was a killing blow. In the silent Skynet picture, a cruel and gorgeous picture with green and red as the main colors appeared.

The second person to fall was the soldier at the end of the patrol who had just finished the routine Skynet communication and took the time to scrape off the heavy mud stuck to the soles of his shoes. He placed one hand on a big tree and lowered his head. He never raised his head again when an energy-mixed bullet penetrated his head. Blood and brains sprayed on the tree. The soldier fell down without saying a word.

At the same time as he fell, the third soldier, the one who had stayed for a few seconds and stopped to wait for him, was also hit in the head by a bullet. The cigarette that he had been holding in his mouth but had not lit, flew out in a circle with the inertia of the sudden swing of his head. His body fell into the bushes. The deep branches and leaves immediately buried him.

The fourth soldier who was killed immediately was the one in front of the third soldier. He was also waiting for the last soldier, but. His footsteps did not stop. After a pause and a sideways glance at his companion who stopped behind him, he turned his head.

He didn't know that at the moment he turned back and continued moving forward, his companion behind him had fallen into the bushes. The soldier shrugged his gun belt with his shoulders and fell down silently as soon as he took two steps. A bullet also penetrated his head.

Seeing four soldiers being shot dead almost at the same time on several different angles of Skynet, everyone was shocked and speechless. Fatty took full advantage of the slight distance between the patrols and the several large trees that blocked his view. Until now. No one noticed that in just one or two seconds, his four comrades-in-arms. Already fell down quietly.

Especially several combat staff officers in the headquarters felt that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests. They have no front-line combat experience, but they have never seen such a textbook sniper kill! The feeling of a hidden demon taking their lives silently in an instant made their whole bodies shiver. It is even more incredible for Fatty to use such a precise and calm method of clearing serial dislocations.

The two soldiers at the front of the patrol. They climbed up a mound two or three meters high one after another. There is a leaning tree on the edge of the mound, and the thorns under the tree are somewhat obstructive. They had to focus on following the path of the vanguard.

The third person to climb the mound was obviously the squad leader of the standard Gacharin infantry squad. After he got on the mound, he turned around and pulled the soldier behind him who was carrying electronic communication equipment. Due to the obstruction of the tree, after taking a step back, he had to let go of the warrior who was about to climb up and bend around the tree. The moment he straightened up, he became the fifth sniper target. A bullet opened a hole in his throat.

Soldiers carrying communication equipment on their backs and climbing the last two steps with their heads down. He heard the sound of the squad leader's body hitting the tree and then bouncing back into the thorns. He was on all fours and only had time to look up when a blood hole suddenly appeared in his temple. The bullet penetrated from his temple on the other side, bringing out a cloud of blood. His eyes instantly lost their luster, and the heavy communicator pushed his body to one side, leaning down on the slope of the mound where the rain had carved out small ditches.

It seemed that something was wrong. The two soldiers in the middle who passed through the thorn bushes stopped. They found that their companions behind them had not followed. At this moment, the soldiers in front, who were the vanguard, were still moving slowly on guard. They were located in the team. The leading soldier on the right, due to the terrain, had recovered and was looking at each other with the two soldiers in the middle.

At this moment of hesitation and waiting, a light as thin as a gossamer suddenly flashed in the dark jungle. The leading soldier in the dense forest on the far right side of the team felt a sudden impact on his chest. His tired legs seemed to be unable to support the weight of his body anymore. He knelt down softly and then fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack!" The two soldiers in the middle watched helplessly as their companions fell. They had no time to issue a warning. As a result of their conditioned reflex, they rolled left and right into the bushes on both sides. The soldier in front was still in mid-air when a muffled sound like beating leather tore a hole in his heart and he fell straight to the ground. The soldier behind him who had just jumped into the bushes only had time to let out a half-whistle before a bullet entered his half-open mouth.

This half call made the leading soldier at the front of the team immediately crawl down. He reflexively touched the channel alarm of the combat auxiliary device on his left hand. Unfortunately, just when his hand was swinging in front of him, a combat thorn came out. It roared through the branches and leaves, pinning him firmly to the ground.

In the jungle, there was silence.

There was also silence in front of the Skynet screen. Even the several regimental commanders who were directing their troops to fight against the Dersik armored forces had forgotten that the artillery fire was raging on the battlefield in front of them. Everyone has only one feeling, and that is dazzling.

The patrol team of ten people was divided into two groups by Fatty and killed them all in less than thirty seconds. From beginning to end, these ten patrol soldiers did not see their enemies and did not fight back. There is no chance to even warn!

This was a perfect sniper kill, one against ten, so perfect that it was unbelievable!

The fat man emerged from his hiding place, quickly climbed down the mound, and dragged the second soldier he killed out of the bushes. then. He took off the tall soldier's combat uniform, then stripped himself naked, revealing his white flesh, and looked at him lovingly for a long time. Then I changed into clothes. .

Nia spat, covering her face with her hands in agony. There were flashes in his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was angry or laughing. After a long time, the fat man put on his clothes, then blushed and deleted the short video on the information desk.

As a reporter, it is Nia's job to record everything that happens on the battlefield with images. She really couldn't imagine how many admirers of the hero would instantly collapse if this video was transmitted back to Leray.

Why is this damn fat man so annoying!

Looking back at Bonnie. I saw her standing there seemingly calmly. He held his left hand on his chest, but lowered his head, and covered his forehead and eyes with the long fingers of his right hand. If you look closely, your face will be red with embarrassment, and you can't laugh or cry.

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The huge command mecha walked in the retreating column of non-combatants, heading east. Behind him, there was the rumble of gunfire. The 19th Division and the 25th Division have already held back the leading troops of Desik. Two of the four infantry divisions stationed at the Long Line Defense Line have also been mobilized and are currently moving eastward. Reinforcement of Tanvir North District. Delay the rendezvous time of the two armored forces in front and behind Desik.

However, the 19th Division and the 25th Division were at the end of their strength at this moment. They could only take turns harassing and containing a few regiments from all directions. When Desik's three armored divisions stormed the northern area of ​​​​Tanwil, such harassment would It cannot be maintained.

Just like playing basketball. No matter how powerful a team is, if it doesn't have enough bench depth, it won't be able to last the entire game with just a few main players. When both sides are evenly matched in strength, who has more physical strength? The more excellent substitutes there are, the more likely they are to win.

After all, the Nineteenth Division could not stand alone against the new force of Desik that was several times larger than our own. The only hope of eventuality is the fat man's body. At this moment, none of the group leaders and Bonnie could figure out what the fat man wanted to do! Is he risking exposure and killing this patrol just to change his clothes and disguise himself?

The fat man took off the combat auxiliary device from the dead soldier's arm, sat down cross-legged, took out a maintenance mechanical arm from his backpack with his right hand, and deftly disassembled the combat auxiliary device. After a few minutes, the auxiliary device was restarted. On the rectangular screen, a declassified patrol mission briefing and a map of the mission area appeared.

After carefully checking the mission description and map, Fatty searched for others to identify the direction. In just a few steps, he increased his speed to the extreme and flew through the jungle at lightning speed.

Seeing the fat man running as fast as lightning, Bonnie was shocked by the fat man's easy decryption method, and an idea flashed in her mind. After repeatedly confirming the inspection area map and the route where the fat man ran, he finally realized it! Only then did she realize that, in fact, the patrol that was sniped had told everyone a piece of information that could easily be ignored from the very beginning!

This information is that there is only one reason why they left the high ground and were sent to patrol the area in front of this defense line, and that is the No. 6 Resource Highway ten kilometers away from here!

Since this is the rear area of ​​​​Gacuo, it is an area where Stephen's forces have absolute electronic control. When a large enemy force is unlikely to appear, usually only when a transport convoy passes through this logistics line that maintains the wrong defense, these soldiers will be sent out from the defense line in advance to expand the warning range to prevent harassment.

And this point, even though everyone ignored it, did not escape Fatty's meticulousness. Almost immediately, Fatty made a judgment. There are countless such patrol teams scattered along the road he is moving forward! If you want to cross the defense line, you must get a combat aid!

Only by using the information in the auxiliary device can we calculate the current location of patrol teams in other areas and successfully avoid them! More importantly, behind those patrols will be the area ignored by Stephen Group's Skynet. This is the best channel for Fatty to approach and cross the defense line!

Therefore, for the fat man who had superb sniping skills, there was no reason to let go of the first patrol he encountered. He had to fight!

The more she thought about it, the more incredible it seemed to Bonnie. What kind of calmness and acuity is required to be able to make such accurate inferences and make decisions calmly in such a split second? Fatty seems to be a natural killer behind enemy lines! Is there anything he can't do?

The fat man rushed forward silently in the silent jungle, as if he never tired. His clumsy body was as agile as a civet cat at the moment. Jumping and leaping through dense forests and hills, faster than a galloping horse.

The clouds on the ladder are vertical, the grass is flying, the snakes are walking and the raccoons are turning, the eight trigrams are swimming, the waves are moving slightly, and the divine movements are ever-changing. The fat man got excited about running. These light skills combined with technology by a little kid, and with the support of his strengthened physique, he was able to perform them one by one, which shocked the people in front of Skynet and left them speechless.

Several times he was about to hit a tree, but he was able to turn at a right angle without slowing down. Several times when he saw large rocks blocking the road, he simply jumped up with a flick of his legs. There were many dense forests with almost no gaps, and he passed through them with a few turns and misalignments under his feet.

"Qinggong!" A combat staff officer finally called out. He couldn't hold the words in his heart anymore. He gestured: "Chinese Kung Fu!"

Everyone looked at each other. Although everyone knows that ancient Chinese Qinggong may improve running speed and agility, flying over roofs, walking over walls, and walking on snow without leaving a trace is nothing more than a legend. However, there is no other explanation for everything that appears in front of me! Could it be that this fat man, who is obviously of Chinese origin, really has the legendary Qing Gong? .