Chapter 7 The Undefeated Soul
As a sniper, he saw that the squad leader had a slightly different vision than others. Due to professional relations, he would involuntarily list people or objects as his imaginary enemy and constantly calculate in his brain what method he should use to hit the target. Without such talent and enthusiasm, people are not qualified to become a first-class sniper.
Whether it was running, shooting or rolling, his body was constantly changing its angle and trajectory. The change between each movement of his movement was definitely not more than 0:7 seconds. When he made the highest difficulty rolling and dodge in the whole body, he could actually make two fake moves in just 0:5 seconds by adjusting the center of gravity of his body! In other words, even if he invited a world's top sniper, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly in the face of this scene!
Rolling into a hidden position with a good vision, the squad leader stretched out his body and knelt up halfway. He raised the 85 automatic rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The celestial girl was already scattering flowers in the sky, and the largest piece of gravel fell around him, and the largest piece was broken in the air by him. The squad leader's face was as gloomy as water. He quickly turned the gun, and his movements were so smooth that it made people feel numb. Before his eyes and aiming at the caliper and the stones in the sky reached a three-point and one-line position, he pulled the trigger again.
There was a rain of gravel in the sky, and there was silence around it.
The squad leader walked up to the armed police soldier and said, "Tell me, what have you seen and what have you remembered?"
The soldier was really stunned. What did he see? What did he remember?
He saw the squad leader's terrifying explosive power like a cheetah. He saw the squad leader's nearly perfect military dodge and attack movement. He saw the squad leader's smooth movement without any unnecessary movement, and his sprinting posture was more powerful than any film and television star in the world...
The soldier opened his mouth wide because he suddenly realized that he had not paid attention to what method the squad leader used to lock the target and what action he used to raise the 85 automatic rifle in his hand! Like everyone else, he was attracted by the squad leader's actions and the murderous aura that belonged only to the iron-blooded soldiers, and actually ignored the most important things to pay attention to when facing the enemy on the battlefield!
"What I want to teach you is not how to raise a gun. If you want to have shooting accuracy every shot, you can only practice hard year after year on the training ground, without any shortcuts, and no other skills!" The squad leader stared at the child in front of him and said in a deep voice: "What I want you to remember is my momentum! This is a kind of penetration that erupts on the battlefield after having absolute trust in his own military technology! Only soldiers with this temperament will truly understand that in assault movements, their bodies move at high speed and maintain mobility, and shoot and knock down any suspicious targets, and they cannot make any mistakes, and they cannot accidentally hurt other targets!"
Painting the soldier, the squad leader said gently: "If you can train hard and have the essence of this kind of assault combat, even if you are not Zhao Haiping's opponent in two years, at least when you encounter such an opponent when you fight in the jungle and mountain, you will have a chance to fight with him in life and death!"
Facing the encouraging eyes of the squad leader, the soldier felt a burning flame in his chest burning wildly! He looked at the soldier in front of him with the most respectful eyes. He desperately engraved the man in his heart, because there was an enlightenment in his heart: this squad leader has represented the peak of the world!
What a dazzling honor for the world's most elite soldier!
In the end, the squad leader did not take over the bulletproof vest, the helmet and the small Buddha statue from the soldier. The battle between soldiers at their level, the bulletproof vest and the helmet can only become a burden. As for the amulet... they would rather trust the weapons in their hands and train them with their iron-blooded will from the battlefield!
Looking at the generous back of the squad leader, the soldier didn't even know why, and he suddenly shouted: "I will work hard, and I will definitely become a professional soldier as excellent as you!"
The squad leader did not look back, and he asked, "What's your name?"
"Xiao Zhen!"
"Okay, I will remember your name! As long as you do it with your heart, anyone has the possibility of success!" The squad leader smiled proudly: "I like the bloodiness in you and the sincerity and care between your comrades. Remember to keep this bloodiness and care, because this is the unique undefeated fighting spirit of our Chinese soldiers!"
Looking at the squad leader strode into the mountainous area, Xiao Zhen bit his lips desperately. He took a deep breath and gave the most sincere military salute to the squad leader's back!
The one who raised his right hand with Xiao Zhen was all the soldiers in the audience!
The squad leader did not, like those armed police who entered the deep mountains to search for Zhao Haiping, had to spend their energy to hide in the bunker without any hesitation. For a special warrior who is good at setting up tricks, these theoretically best hidden locations are simply the preferred locations for traps.
A disguised tripping rope was crossed five centimeters from the ground. The squad leader's foot stepped over the tripping rope. When it was about to fall on a thin layer of fallen leaves, the squad leader's foot suddenly stood in mid-air. He stared at the thin layer of leaves in front of him, thought for a moment, and even stepped directly on the mine tripping rope, and then squatted down.
He stepped deep into the soil with one foot, but there was no reaction. In fact, Zhao Haiping only took one night and could not have created too many landmines. The real and false are undoubtedly psychological tactics that he must use. The squad leader reached out and gently swept open a few fallen leaves, picked up a plastic bag filled with gasoline from under the fallen leaves, and stepped on them with one foot to break.
The plastic bag was glued with two sheets of filter paper that only existed in the chemical laboratory with transparent glue. The squad leader carefully tore off the filter paper, threw the plastic bag on the ground, and then added another kick on it. (Note: If you use alcohol to melt potassium chloride and sugar, put the filter paper inside and soak it before drying, once such filter paper comes into contact with gasoline mixed with sulfuric acid, it will burn and explode. This is a basic mine, but it is hard to guard against on the battlefield. The metal detection equipment cannot detect such mines. Once you step on it, the reaction will be slower, and your thighs will be burned into roasted chicken legs.)
When I stepped through a bush, I suddenly "swooshed". A branch as thick as an egg was bent by someone suddenly bounced from the bush. Just as the branches were bounced up diagonally, the squad leader waved his left hand, and the light green knife light flashed in the air. A soda bottle tied to the front of the branch was actually cut off by him.
The bottle mouth that had lost contact with the gasoline in the bottle was rolling in the air, spewing out a tongue of flame mixed with white smoke in vain.
The squad leader carefully dug out a homemade mine from the ground, but he was not in a hurry to pick up the beer bottle. He used a saber to avoid the beer bottle and then tried it down. Sure enough, the saber in his hand stabbed a hard object. Another mine was placed under a mine. Once the engineer removed the mine above and thought that everything would be fine and grabbed the removed mine, the mine below would be detonated.
Cut off the lead between the two mines, and the squad leader continued to dig. After digging all the soil around the second mine, the squad leader used a saber to test it down. With a expression of "as expected", he began to raft the third thunder again.
There is an old Chinese saying that you can't go back and forth again and again. The squad leader whispered: "Brother, my slogan is either not to do it. If you want to do it, you must be ruthless and thick-faced. If Zhao Haiping does not set up a fourth mine, you are not worthy of being my apprentice!"
As a result, the squad leader dug out five bottles of varying sizes in a pit. The squad leader nodded with satisfaction. This is what a shameless and perverted Yu Dacheng, a mother-child serial mine that specializes in challenging the limits of human psychological weaknesses!
While moving forward slowly, the squad leader destroyed the thunder laid by Zhao Haiping.
Jumping thunder, tripping thunder, flying thunder, pedal thunder, serial landmines, mother and child thunder... Where the squad leader passed by, he was smashed glass bottles everywhere.
Chapter completed!