The armed men below were all wearing blue-gray military uniforms. They looked quite special, and they lined up neatly. They were much stronger than the average African local armed forces. This group of people surrounded the center of the mining area.
And the black armed men under Kobwa also dragged a few black workers who looked like workers over and stopped in front of a large group of workers.
One of the armed men kept beating the black workers with the belt in his hand and scolded them loudly. A black man who looked like a small leader said loudly, "These are the few people who planned to escape last night. I know that someone among you must be helping them. I don't care who this person is, I just want him to watch and watch these things." How people die.¡±
The little black leader waved his hand, and several armed men came over, dragged the black workers to the side of the tripod and tied them up.
"Here, without labor, there is no food and no drinking water. Since they want to escape, they have given up the right to work and the right to survive such as food and drinking water. They will be tied here until They starve to death. You can watch them die, but no one is allowed to get close to them." The black leader sternly said.
The black workers said nothing and almost stood trembling and watching. They had no choice but to watch several of their companions who tried to escape die alive. It is actually not easy for a person to starve to death. Even in such an environment, it would take several days. The process of starving to death is undoubtedly the most painful and difficult. It was a struggle both for these people and for the other workers watching them.
"Damn it, in this era we can still see scenes similar to the torture of black slaves in American plantations." Crazy Horse lowered his head and cursed secretly, "Captain, do we want to take action?"
"Wait a minute, we can't win in this case. And we need to find the location of the hostages." Lin Rui put down the telescope in his hand and whispered.
¡°Damn it, I really can¡¯t stand it anymore.¡± Crazy Horse whispered. "If we take action now, these workers and armed personnel will be in panic. Wouldn't it be easier to take action in the chaos?"
"Yes, it is easier to do something, but it is also easier to miss." Lin Rui whispered, "I didn't find those hostages, they should be locked up in other places. Opening fire too early will expose us. Keep it secret Action is more beneficial to us. I understand you can't stand it, but we still have a mission."
Crazy Horse took a deep breath and nodded.
"You cover me here. I will go down that corner and sneak into the valley near that side. When the distance is right, I will shoot one of the snipers with a bow and arrow. His sight range is always patrolling below, So I can shoot him quietly and then occupy that corner. Once I succeed, you go down from the other side and clear out the other sniper from behind." Lin Rui whispered.
"Understood." Crazy Horse raised the weapon in his hand.
"Try not to use guns. After we occupy the commanding heights on both sides, I will send a signal and let the rest of the people start attacking." Lin Rui whispered, "Once their attention is attracted to the actuary, we will You can move freely. Remember that hostages are priority targets."
Crazy Horse nodded, "I wish you good luck."
Lin Rui put the weapon behind his back and quickly moved towards the sniper's location. The sniper was above the river valley, and Lin Rui was above him, about thirty meters away from him on a steep slope. Lin Rui estimated the distance, fixed one end of the nylon rope and buckled the other end around his waist, and then jumped down suddenly.
The distance of thirty meters cannot be lowered at once, but in order to ensure efficiency, he cannot stop too many times. Just use the extra resistance provided by the lock during the falling process. Control the falling speed. Use your feet to push on the mountain wall to control the distance between yourself and the mountain wall.
After several ups and downs, Lin Rui was less than twenty meters away from the militant. But a few pebbles rolled down the slope where he stepped. Lin Rui knew it was bad and had no time to think about it. He turned over and wrapped the rope around his waist, stopping his falling forcefully. Keep your body relatively stable for a few seconds.
Then he placed a long arrow with an alloy arrow cluster on the bow string and quickly completed the bow draw. The sniper below felt a few small stones rolling down the mountain wall behind him, and quickly raised his head to observe. While he was looking up. Lin Rui's bowstring rang.
This is a hunting compound bow customized by Crazy Horse. It weighs 150 pounds and cannot be drawn by anyone. Coupled with the extremely lethal multi-edged arrows, the arrows shot with such a terrifying heavy compound bow have extremely fast initial speed. Crazy Horse once shot a wild boar with such an arrow. The wild boar with a rough scalp and thick flesh could even beAn arrow penetrates.
"Whoops!" There was a soft sound, and the militant suddenly fell down. He struggled a few times but couldn't speak at all, because the arrow penetrated his throat and opened a big hole in the back of his neck. The arrows penetrated his throat and trachea, and the sharp, prismatic, expanding arrows also damaged his cervical nerves quite severely. He twitched and then stopped moving.
Lin Rui let go of the rope, quickly landed next to him, and looked down at the unlucky sniper. After confirming that he was dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, removed the buckle from his waist, and crouched aside. Lin Rui used a telescope to observe the surrounding situation, pressed his earphones and whispered, "Crazy Horse, I'm already in position, it's up to you."
"Understood, I'm on your right side." Crazy Horse has also detoured to the high ground on the other side, where the slope is much steeper than Lin Rui's. He ran over at almost top speed. Before the sniper could react, the light tactical ax in Crazy Horse's hand had been thrown out of thin air, and the ax split open his neck.
When it comes to using this hatchet, no one can handle it better than a true Indian. The hatchet is not only a tool in their hands, but also a deadly weapon. Hundreds of years ago they used this traditional hatchet and bow and arrow to fight against European colonists.
Crazy Horse's movements did not slow down at all. With the momentum of forward movement, he rolled backhand and pulled out the ax that was still embedded in the militant's neck. Blood spurted out like an arrow. The militant held his neck and reached for the gun in fear with his other hand, but the gun rolled too far. He could only watch Crazy Horse raise the hatchet again, and his vision went dark. The pain ended as suddenly as it had begun.
Crazy Horse squatted next to the sniper, reached for his sniper rifle, and then whispered, "I'm in position."
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