Sniping at the enemy at night, especially from afar, feels quite exhilarating.
Song Heping could even see the scorching bullet he fired flying toward the enemy, and the splattered blood would burst like fireworks through the night vision goggles.
The M24 sniper rifle (SWS) he held in his hand is a military derivative of the Remington 700 rifle used by the US Army, including the Special Forces, Rangers, and Delta Special Forces.
It uses 7.62mm NATO standard ammunition, with a maximum effective range of about 1500 ters with high accuracy and long range. The only weakness is that as a bolt-action sniper rifle, one has to work the bolt to eject and chamber a new round after each shot, making its rate of fire slower than that of a semi-automatic sniper rifle.
But in Song Heping's hands, this rifle fired with the speed of a semi-automatic sniper rifle; after each shot, Song Heping would rapidly eject the spent casing and reload, with very short intervals between.
Crack—
Crack—
Crack—
Three consecutive shots were fired before Hou Saini and his n even realized what was happening.
"We've got a sniper!"
He scurried and crawled to hide behind a nearby dirt mound.
More than twenty Ata militants scattered like startled rabbits, even abandoning the three captives on the spot as they sought cover.
The three US Army Special Soldiers, although their hands were tied behind their backs, were professional elite soldiers who understood the situation as soon as they heard gunfire and imdiately lay down flat.
This was the best course of action.
After all, those attacking Hou Saini and his n were definitely their own.
As long as they lay still, the sniper hidden in the distance would surely not shoot at the three of them.
At this mont, Hou Saini's guts were in disarray.
He never expected that not only was there bombing from the sky, but an Arican squad had already infiltrated their territory unnoticed.
The situation was now very unfavorable for him.
The only hope left was for the Ata Organization on the Ba Country side of the border to have received the distress signals, and that they were already organizing reinforcents on their way here.
Considering the ti, they should be arriving soon.
"Spread out, hold the line! Our reinforcents will be here soon!"
Although Hou Saini was internally panicking, he shouted bravely from behind the rocks to encourage his n.
"Stay sharp, they aren't many of them..."
He hadn't finished speaking when the M249 light machine gun over there joyfully began its song.
Bullets rained down like droplets, striking the rock Hou Saini was behind, with flying shards peppering him head to toe, infuriating him to the point of curse and yell.
Before setting out, Song Heping had instructed Gabri to specifically select two M249 Paratrooper variant light machine guns for firepower suppression purposes.
Deep behind enemy lines, especially in mountainous areas, carrying a too-heavy light machine gun would consu too much stamina, making the M249 an excellent choice.
"1st and 2nd teams, flank from the left and right, 3rd team, support with firepower, take them out as fast as possible!"
Song Heping had Gabri and Arthur's squads advance from both flanks, while both light machine guns were concentrated in the maneuverable group he commanded, taking on the role of suppressing fire.
Ata militants were totally defenseless at this point.
After all, it's nightti, and one side had the best night operation equipnt in the world, and there was a drone overhead monitoring, providing positions of all enemy locations.
Under the drone's viewpoint, Hou Saini and his lackeys were as exposed as if they were streaking.
The most embarrassed now were the two Vanguards that were sent to scout the top of the mountain.
When Song Heping started firing at Mohamd, these two had just happened to walk into the center of the crossfire region.
Upon hearing the gunfire, their reaction was swift, imdiately lying down and crawling behind rocks for cover.
But now they found themselves tragically stuck in the middle of the crossfire, with bullets whizzing overhead. Fleeing would an getting shot, so they had no choice but to hunker down behind the stones and fire blindly over their heads.
What both n looked forward to most now was for the reinforcents to arrive quickly.
Past experiences were the sa.
Whenever there is gunfire at the Afghan border, the ssage quickly spreads into the mountains of neighboring Ba Country.
The Ata militants hiding there would send the nearest troops to reinforce.
Now, two companies of soldiers have already crossed the border and are rushing towards this location.
These people are accustod to operating in the mountainous border areas of Abba, familiar with the terrain and paths, and can move remarkably quickly.
If they can hold on until reinforcents arrive, they will definitely be safe.
But they overestimated the reinforcents.
The distance to the border is approximately seven kiloters, and the closest people from the Ata Organization in Ba Country number less than two hundred. Even if they were to fully mobilize, under the pitch-dark conditions of the night, it would be difficult to arrive at the incident site within an hour.
Which ans, as Hou Saini was rallying his n, he concealed the fact that reinforcents could not possibly reach them anyti soon.
In just five minutes, Hou Saini and his n had completely lost initiative on the battlefield, only being able to shrink behind rocks and dirt mounds, blindly firing over their heads with no aim.
Gabri and his combat team had already taken the lead, advancing three hundred ters and passing by a Vanguard hiding behind a rock; he signaled his team to stop.
"Ansel, take out that guy hiding behind the rock!"
While firing crazily ahead, he issued an order to his subordinate.
"Okay, no problem!"
Ansel bent down and ran behind a mound of dirt, then glanced towards the Vanguard's position.
Thirty ters away.
He did not choose to run over with his gun aid to take down the opponent because that would be a very foolish approach.
He reached for an M67 Hand Grenade from his tactical vest, pulled the pin, and threw it towards the rock where the Ata Vanguard was hiding.
The M67 Hand Grenade, known as the king of individual weapons due to its fragntation kill radius, boasts a respectable lethality, with a kill radius of up to 15 ters.
Under normal circumstances, seeing such devices land at one's feet, anyone would scatter and fall prone.
But now, the unfortunate Ata Vanguard watched in despair as the grenade rolled to his feet.
He almost instinctively stood up and turned to run.
However, unlucky for him, the mont he stood up, his head was struck by a bullet fired from an M249 Light Machine Gun, and he fell down limply, directly pressing on the grenade.
Boom—
The explosion caused a huge hole in the corpse of the unfortunate soul who was, in fact, already dead. The attack directed by Arthur was also going smoothly.
Team 2 didn't even get to see the Vanguard who had been hiding on their side.
It wasn't until they passed by the hiding spot that they found the body lying in a pool of blood, with only exhaling breath through the nostrils and no inhaling, struck down by a stray bullet or soone at an unknown ti, already deceased behind the rock.
In the distance, Song Heping quietly observed the attack situation through his binoculars.
He was very satisfied with Gabri and Arthur's performance.
Although they had only been in training for a year, they were more than capable of handling such situations.
This ti Song Heping brought twelve elite rcenaries trained from the Falcon Special Soldier School, initially worried about their lack of combat experience.
It seems now that all the worries were unnecessary.
Soon, bodies lay scattered everywhere.
Those who turned to run from the start ended up being the first batch to die—fleeing in a panic is extrely foolish, equivalent to showing your back to the enemy.
In just ten minutes, Hou Saini was left with only three n.
Gabri and Arthur's teams advanced to about fifty ters from Hou Saini's hiding spot. Without receiving orders from Song Heping, they didn't know what to do next.
"Principal, Hou Saini and his three n are now surrounded by us. Should they live, or should we kill them?"
"No prisoners."
As he said this, he glanced subconsciously at Willie.
"Just send them to et their maker."
"OK!"
With confirmation, Gabri didn't hesitate and called Ansel over, saying, "Ansel, the principal says there's no need for prisoners. Let's prepare the grenades together, count to three, and throw them to blow them up."
Then, both n took out hand grenades, held the pins, and exchanged glances.
"One... Two... Three! Throw!"
The two grenades arced through the night sky, tumbling in the air before landing precisely behind the rocks where Hou Saini was hiding.
Quickly, Hou Saini and his subordinates reacted, screaming and getting up to flee in the opposite direction.
After running ten ters, the two lackeys were shot and fell down.
Hou Saini didn't say a word and imdiately lay down, then raised his hands to surrender while shouting loudly, fearing others wouldn't hear: "I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill !"
Song Heping asked Balal, "What is he saying?"
"He says he surrenders," Balal translated accurately.
Song Heping originally intended to ignore Hou Saini's cry and let Gabri and the others riddle him with bullets.
After all, he had no interest in Hou Saini. His goal was to find Curtis and complete the mission; whether dead or alive was sothing Willie needed to consider.
But he soon changed his mind.
"Don't kill him! Take him into custody."
After issuing the order, Song Heping ran towards Hou Saini and the ODA team mbers.
Hou Saini lay on the ground with his hands over his head and legs spread, his surrender posture exceptionally standard.
Gabri ca over and bound him with restraints.
"Who is Curtis?"
Seeing the three prisoners had stood up, Song Heping took the initiative to ask.
After all, he wanted to see what the foolish son of a congressman who had defected to the terrorists and served as a US military officer looked like.
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