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Chapter 109 Who Am I Scared Of?

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    The supporting special forces finally arrived. These hundred-war elites shrink the encirclement radius step by step. The more they walk, the more shocked they become. Every trace in the jungle is telling a thrilling duel. This is not a company, but a platoon.  Instead, it is a battle between two people, using a sniper rifle with a low rate of fire.  From a layman's point of view, the jungle does not seem to have changed much, but in the eyes of these special forces who have been fighting behind enemy lines for a long time, this jungle is simply a sniper textbook!

    They carefully protected these traces, searched all the way along the route of the duel between the two, and finally found a federal [Warcraft 3] mecha on the cliff, the mecha was holding a corpse in its hand, and the special forces led by the team  The chief looked carefully at the physical characteristics of the corpse, and according to Russell's description, it was undoubtedly Hopkins.  Then, through the small window of the mech cabin, he saw Tian Xingjian who was sleeping soundly.

    The commander of the special forces waved his hand, leaving a company to stand guard for [Logic], and turned away with the rest of the special forces soldiers. He wanted to find out every trace of the battle and make a set of simulated and restored images so that the top  Not everyone is lucky enough to see the battle.  From their running and shooting, the commander of the special forces believes that he can learn a lot!

    The head of the regiment started from the last federal special soldier who was hit on the head, followed the blood spray in the opposite direction, and first found the hidden position of Hopkins. The grass behind the rock was oppressed.  Then, he found the bullet holes in the rock, and at the same time he found the first scene when the fighting between the two sides began.

    It is a very difficult job to restore the scene through traces, and it is also a job of low value. After all, not all shooting and running positions can leave marks, but the special forces never tire of it.  Footprints, standing in front of every tumbling trace, while numbering the traces, trying to simulate the scene at that time.  The more they got later, the more shocked they were. What a thrilling battle it was. Just guessing based on the traces, just trying to simulate it based on the traces, has already made all the special forces excited and fascinated.

    Especially the full-time sniper fighters in the special forces team were fascinated by the sight. This kind of high-speed sniping that could not be stopped once it started was hard to come across. However, under the deliberate provocation of the federal snipers, they entered  Although the outcome of this endless battle was already known, these special forces still broke into a cold sweat for the federal sniper. Some bullet holes and traces were simply unimaginable.  Dance!

    However, how did this federal sniper suddenly appear in a mech? This question has always puzzled the special forces. They are trying their best to collect any clues and must solve this mystery.

    Many special forces have the same thought in their hearts: "If this federal sniper dances on the wire to lure the enemy into a trap this guy is too wretched, does he have the consciousness to be a master!"

    When several generals followed the special forces leading the way to find Tian Xingjian, [Logic] still maintained that posture, standing there quietly, and the tattered fuselage was already covered with morning dew.  The special forces in charge of security are quietly scattered around, like a tall and straight sculpture!

    Milan, who has always been worried and restless, also came. When she saw Hopkins' body in [Logic]'s hand, she couldn't help screaming in fright.

    The special forces company commander in charge of security saluted several generals and reported: "General, the enemy has been confirmed dead. The cause of death is awaiting further testing. Our sniper is resting in the cabin! Please instruct!"

    Milan desperately resisted his fear of the dead body, turned his head and gritted his teeth, ran quickly past [Logic]'s mechanical arm, opened the hatch with the spare remote control in his hand, and got in.

    [Logic]'s hand loosened, Hopkins' body fell to the ground, and several special forces put him in a body bag and carried him away.

    Fatty's sleepy voice came from the cabin: "Who is it!Aunt, grandma, why are you crying, don't pinch me, it's okay! Come on, give me a kiss."

    The sculptures scattered around almost fainted.  The special forces company commander who was asking for instructions looked at the generals with weird expressions all over his body. Russell looked at the company commander's pitiful eyes, waved his hands and cursed: "You bastard! Disband, it's okay."

    Seeing the generals turn around and leave, the special forces also held back their laughter and left. Before leaving, they heard a fat man's voice from the cabin: "Junior Sister, your place is bigger than before!  There are people outside?  I, Russell  Who was I afraid of? Who was my big head Carl afraid of?!"

    Several generals staggered at the same time, while the experienced special forces twitched and died.?The stomach growled. This guy hasn¡¯t eaten since last night, and he has consumed so much energy. Now he is too hungry. Afraid of starving him, Milan quickly got up to cook for him.  Meals are delivered by the cafeteria, but Milan doesn't like to eat those, so he prepares things in the rest room and cooks by himself. In the past, the fat man would often come here and ask to join the gang.  The food Milan cooks is really delicious, especially when the fat man is so hungry that his chest sticks to his back. This kind of food is simply delicious. Milan has no appetite, so he only drank some soup and looked at the fat man tenderly for a while  Gobbled it up, and when the fat man finished eating, Milan said, "If you're free this afternoon, I'll take you somewhere."

    "Go to a place, has she booked a room again, Smy Hotel!" The fat man's eyes glowed excitedly, and he nodded repeatedly!

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