Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 111: I was so blind that I didn’t dare to use the right weapon!

The rain at four o'clock in the morning is like a thin veil, covering the sky and the earth.

There is no urgency of a rainstorm, nor the frenzy of a thunderstorm.

Amidst the drizzle, many figures appeared on the mountainside.

A large number of armed police and special police spread out a huge net and slowly closed in to surround the mountain.

At this moment, Yuan Feng, the captain of the Thunder Leopard Special Operations Brigade, was leading eight fully armed special operations team members.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, they rushed towards the mountain in battle formation.

"stop!"

Yuan Feng raised his fist, and everyone behind him stopped immediately.

He climbed up a two-meter-high, almost ninety-degree vertical stone wall in front of him in two or three steps.

As soon as I went up, I saw a militant lying in a pool of blood with half of his head deformed.

The other special forces members also climbed up quickly, and when they saw the miserable state of the man on the ground, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Blunt force trauma to the head!"

"You're still quite tenacious. You're still breathing?"

"Leave him to the police and see if we can get anything out of him later."

"Yes."

"Captain, we've found something here!"

Someone shouted not far away.

When Yuan Feng looked over, he only saw the mess on the ground.

Looking at the debris and blood clots on the ground, Yuan Feng's expression did not change at all, as if he had long been accustomed to it.

Instead, it was the large rock next to it that was riddled with bullet holes that caught his attention.

He walked over and touched the location of the crater with his fingers.

Reversely inferring, there must have been someone hiding behind the rock at that time.

The attackers launched continuous shooting from three positions.

The guy lying in pieces on the ground should be one of the militants. He died from a grenade explosion.

The team took turns covering each other and continued to explore upwards, searching for traces of the enemy.

But Yuan Feng suddenly turned his head and focused his gaze on a patch of grass that had suddenly grown shorter.

In the bushes was the body of a militant with his eyes open and a knife stuck in his chest.

By now, the body was completely cold, and the blood on the chest had begun to turn dark brown.

Yuan Feng took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped the handle of the knife.

It took a little effort to pull the knife out.

"The blade is stuck in the ribs. It looks like it was done by a novice. It's probably his first time killing someone."

Kong Lai squatted beside him and gave his speculation immediately.

Yuan Feng did not say anything, but looked at the blood-stained Yan State standard military knife thoughtfully.

Then he threw the knife to Kong Lai and asked him to keep it safe.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from Yuan Feng's earphone.

"Captain, I just received news from the police."

"Traces of a fight were found near the bushes on the south side of the mountain. There was a lot of blood at the scene, as well as the body of a militant, but no trace of the enemy was found..."

At the foot of the mountain, in a temporary command post built with tents.

Zhu Huihui stared at the computer and reported the first-hand intelligence she had collected to Yuan Feng.

As an informationized combatant, she does not need to go deep into the battlefield in person.

Zhu Huihui's job is to sort out the various fragmentary information and summarize and transmit useful combat information.

Simply put, it is the so-called information transmission hub that provides assistance to the team.

At this moment, Ge Zhiyong rushed over anxiously, grabbed Zhu Huihui's shoulders with both hands and asked nervously.

"Huihui, have you found my soldiers on the mountain?"

"On the south slope, the third bush from the right, not the one with the cloth tied to it, has two large rocks next to it..."

Zhu Huihui was stunned by his reckless behavior.

But considering the urgency of the situation, she didn't think much about it.

"We only found a large amount of blood and the body of a militant there, but we didn't find the third-term sergeant named Zhao Pengfei."

"How is this possible?" Ge Zhiyong's head was about to explode, and he shouted almost every word.

"Qin Feng told me personally on the intercom. He said the person was hiding there, and I told him to stay where he was and not move!"

Without any delay, Zhu Huihui immediately contacted a squadron leader of the armed police on the scene.

But the reply I got was still that no one was found.

Neither Zhao Pengfei, who was shot, nor Qin Feng were found.

It felt like thunder was falling on Ge Zhiyong's head, making a rumbling sound.

He couldn't understand why there was no one there?

Qin Feng had no reason to lie to him.

Or did they encounter an accident afterwards?

Zhu Huihui originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but Ge Zhiyong rushed out of the tent without looking back.

"Zhao Pengfei, Qin Feng, nothing can happen to you, absolutely nothing can happen to you!"

As he spoke, he rushed up the mountain in a hurry.

Coincidentally, Zhu Huihui forgot to turn off the microphone.

So Yuan Feng heard the conversation between the two clearly.

"Qin Feng?"

Yuan Feng narrowed his eyes, and the face of a young man suddenly appeared in his mind.

He still has a deep impression of this name.

Fire-fighting hero, first-class meritorious contributor, and people's defender.

The point is, he's still a new recruit.

Suddenly, it was as if all the barriers in Yuan Feng's mind were cleared, and he immediately understood everything.

The saber stuck in the ribs, the gangster seriously injured by a blunt object, and the big rock full of bullet holes.

In just a short time, Yuan Feng had already figured out Qin Feng's purpose and trajectory.

But now, the whereabouts of Qin Feng and the old soldier sergeant have become a mystery?

At this time, a voice came from Yuan Feng's headset again.

But this time it was not Zhu Huihui, but someone from Fang Group B.

"Captain, Team B is already rushing to the scene by helicopter and will arrive in about fifteen minutes!"

"Also, we just received a top-secret intelligence report that there are actually two groups of these militants!"

"The first wave sneaked in three days ago, about eight or nine people. Their purpose is currently unclear. The six guys who violently crossed the border were just there to provide support..."

"understood!"

After the call ended, Yuan Feng's face darkened slightly.

He realized that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

There seems to be something incredible hidden behind this, otherwise so many people wouldn't take the risk.

At this moment, Yuan Feng suddenly had a bold guess.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, it is not an easy task for so many people to evacuate safely.

Could it be that Qin Feng and the veteran named Zhao Pengfei were injured in the battle and taken away as hostages?

If this is true, then the situation becomes tricky.

Many weapons of mass destruction, including aircraft-mounted heavy machine guns and 40mm rounds, are currently unusable.

......

bang bang bang...

Da da da...

On another hill, gunshots rang out.

Geraint was breathing heavily and had to turn around and fire a few shots from time to time.

Shaka, who was standing next to him, was covering his wound and running with a limp.

Almost every step he took would pull at the wound on his thigh, causing him to grimace in pain.

Looking at Zhao Pengfei, who was carried on Gerald's shoulders and had fallen into a coma, Shaka couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it! Didn't you see I was shot? Why are you carrying this half-dead guy around with you instead of running away with me?"

"Why not just shoot him? We can run faster!"

Geraint looked at him like he was an idiot.

It was you who first suggested taking the hostages away.

After wasting so much time and finally getting a hostage, you don’t want it anymore?

"Their reinforcements are already here, and we'll have to meet up with Locke and the others and evacuate together."

"As long as we have this guy with us, even if the Yan people really surround us, they will definitely be cautious and will not dare to use weapons of mass destruction."

"Believe it or not, if this guy wasn't here, they would dare to bombard us with missiles!"

Shaka said "oh", but it was not known whether he heard it or not.

But he dragged his injured leg and looked at him with a very strange look.

"Gerald, you're obviously a Westerner, so why do you know so many Yan Country idioms and words?"

Geralt smiled and said, "Haven't you heard of a saying? Yan Country is a civilization disguised as a country. Although I have never been here, I like their culture very much..."

Before he could finish his words, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

The two of them bent down together almost as if it was a conditioned reflex.

Looking back at the figure chasing him desperately not far away, Geraldt's face was full of gloom.

"We must get rid of this tail, otherwise it will be difficult for us to run far."

"You go first, Locke and the others should be here soon, I'll take care of him!"

Shaka didn't hesitate for even a second.

She didn't even finish listening to what he said before she limped away.

Right now, he had to hurry to meet up with the first team.

As long as they complete the rendezvous, not only will their safety be guaranteed, but they will also be able to escape quickly.

But Geraint was very unhappy about Shaka's behavior.

Although it's just an employment relationship, can you at least pretend a little?

This way, if we continue to cooperate, we can still act like old friends!

Forget it, I guess we won’t cooperate next time!

Gerald used a fallen tree trunk as a cover and threw the unconscious Zhao Pengfei aside.

Then he raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the figure not far away that had been chasing them all the way.

Kaka!

Gerald pulled the bolt and fired a test shot.

The moment Qin Feng heard the gunshot, he immediately hid behind a tree.

At this moment, he was only about two hundred meters away from the sniper.

But he was restricted by this guy's bullets and couldn't even leave the tree.

Qin Feng was extremely anxious at this moment. He had to quickly get the person back and send him for emergency treatment.

Otherwise, the bleeding alone would kill Zhao Pengfei.

Qin Feng was ready to repeat his old trick. He used a kettle to hold up his hat and quietly peeked out from behind the tree on the left.

He was waiting for the moment when his hat would be knocked off, but he didn't react quickly enough and rushed out to close the distance with the guy.

Gerald looked at the military cap sticking out from the night vision goggles, his face full of amusement and contemptuous smile.

He felt that this guy was simply insulting his intelligence.

Only a fool like Shaka would fall for such a trick.

Trying to perform tricks and make a feint to the east while attacking in the west under the nose of a qualified sniper is simply a fantasy.

"Damn it, why didn't this bastard get caught?"

Qin Feng clenched his fists. He didn't have time to waste here.

If it goes on any longer, the squad leader might really be in trouble.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Feng decided to rush out!

As long as you are not hit on the head or your heart is not pierced, you should not die!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng held the kettle in front of him and rushed out without hesitation.

Seeing Qin Feng's deceptive behavior through the night vision goggles, Gerald was immediately amused.

He lowered the muzzle of his gun slightly, locked onto Qin Feng's heart, and prepared to shoot him to death.

"Goodbye, naive boy!"

Just as Geraint was about to pull the trigger.

A sharp object pierced his left eye.

The muzzle shook, causing the bullet to deviate from its trajectory and pass by Qin Feng's shoulder.

"Ahhhhh, my eyes, ahhhhh!"

Gerald covered his bleeding eyes and fell to the ground, screaming heartbreakingly.

Qin Feng was surprised to see that Zhao Pengfei, who should have been in a coma, actually supported his body and stood up tremblingly.

He slowly raised a stone above his head and smashed it hard on Gerald's head...