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Chapter 3049 Communication Shielding

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    Lin Rui slowly raised his head from the grass after feeling the light pass over his head.  The terrorists on the guard tower in the distance did not seem to notice them. The searchlight itself can only detect people when there is a strong contrast between the open position and the background. It is difficult to distinguish people wearing camouflage beside the overgrown wall.  .

    Lin Rui took advantage of the searchlight to move away, bent down and trotted with Crazy Horse and others, and hid beside a debris pile more than ten meters away, where some garbage and factory waste were piled.

    Crazy Horse waved to him and pointed in the distance, "That place has a good view. You should be able to aim at the sentry tower."

    Lin Rui nodded and whispered, "The distance is quite far."

    "I don't have a big problem with using a sniper crossbow. However, it may be difficult to aim your compound bow. But with the draw force of my bow, I have no problem shooting people at this distance." Crazy Horse whispered, "If you feel that  If we¡¯re not sure, we can change it.¡±

    "Forget it, I've never used a crossbow." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "I'd better use your bow." After saying that, he took out Crazy Horse's composite bow from his backpack and installed a triangular rib on the arrow.  Alloy heavy arrows.  This kind of arrow is a kind of hunting arrow used for hunting. The triangular arrow has great cutting and penetrating power.

    Lin Rui turned around and asked Basel, "How is it? Don't mess up the first mission."

    Basel whispered, "As soon as you take action, I will rush over quickly, climb onto the guard tower, and take over the searchlight above, making everyone think that everything is normal on the guard tower."

    Lin Rui nodded, "Just know what you have to do. Crazy Horse, let's go!"

    He and Crazy Horse quickly moved more than ten meters to a more ideal shooting position. Although it was a little further than the previous distance, it was a blind spot where the searchlight turned.  And the two terrorists above just had their backs exposed to them.

    Crazy Horse stepped on the sniper crossbow with his foot, completed the winding, placed an alloy crossbow arrow in the arrow slot, and made a ready gesture to Lin Rui.

    Lin Rui slowly opened the compound bow and stretched the bow string to the extreme. The alloy arrow was aimed at the sentry tower on the arrow rest. Under the six-fold optical sight, the outline of the human figure on the sentry tower was clearly distinguishable.

    "You are responsible for target No. 1, and I will take care of No. 2." Lin Rui whispered.  The number one target they set in advance was the machine gunner on the guard tower, and the number two target was the person operating the searchlight.  Because target No. 2 is closer to the light source and slightly bowed, it is easier to aim.  So Lin Rui chose this target that was easier to aim at, and left the machine gunner to Crazy Horse, who held a sniper crossbow and had better aiming accuracy.

    "Countdown, three, two, one!!!" Lin Rui released the release device in his hand, and the sharp arrow flew up quickly.  Crazy Horse also pulled the trigger of the sniper crossbow.

    "Puff! Puff!!" The strong bows and powerful crossbows hit at the same time.

    The powerful and heavy arrow penetrated the head of the terrorist sentry. The killing effect of hunting arrows is actually no less than that of bullets. Although the speed of bullets is better, it can also create an instant cavity in the body.  But this kind of hunting arrow is more focused on the cutting damage of the arrow. One arrow hits the head, and the sharp arrow blade has mixed up everything in the brain.

    Basel squatted slightly, ran over with all his strength, and climbed up the ladder of the guard tower within a few seconds. Using his hands and feet, as agile as a monkey, he climbed to the top of the tower in the blink of an eye and took over the searchlight.  He breathed a sigh of relief after going up and whispered in the communication channel, "I have taken control of the sentry tower. The two sentries above are all dead."

    "Good job, let's continue the operation." Lin Rui put the compound bow in the bow bag, turned around and continued the operation with Crazy Horse and others. Since they no longer had to worry about searchlights, they moved closer to the assembly workshop faster than before.  , there are also sentries here and they are surrounded by barbed wire fences.  Not even the average terrorists in the camp can enter.

    Lin Rui and others had already started taking action, but Mr. K was very angry because his subordinates told him, "All the battlefield recorders of these mercenaries are offline."

    "Damn it." Mr. K felt helpless for a while, "What are these guys doing? Didn't I tell them clearly before? This mission is mainly to collect evidence. They are doing this now. Where is the evidence I want? Give it to me immediately  I¡¯ll contact them!¡±

    "Can't make contact. The satellite signal is blocked. I think this may be the reason why we can't receive their image transmission. Now they should be using team wireless communication." The technician replied.

    "Damn, then they become the only evidence. If we want to get evidence that those missiles actually exist, we can't let them get into trouble." Mr. K said helplessly, "Is the response helicopter still there?"

    ¡°Stand by twelve kilometers away.¡± the technician replied.

    ¡°Let helicopter pilots pay attentionNo. ??, and the response will be carried out according to the original plan.  Mr. K whispered, "These damn bastards, they don't believe us."  Afraid that we will give up on them once we get the evidence.  So I got myself an insurance policy.  All of their battlefield records should now be saved via memory cards attached to their helmets.  If we want to get these, we have to make sure they can be supported.  "

    "Will we go to pick them up? I mean what I mean?" the technician whispered.

    "It's a high-risk area, and I don't want to risk losing another Black Hawk helicopter. The story of the Black Hawk's fall is enough in Somalia once." Mr. K shook his head and said, "But now, we have no other choice."

    "So we really plan to give up on them?" the technician said in surprise.

    Mr. K suddenly turned back, his dark bald head was shining, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We are the U.S. intelligence service, and everything we do must be in the best interests of the United States. As long as we get what we need, why should we care about these mercenaries?"  What's more, let our people take risks for these mercenaries.

    But this time is different. Those video information cannot be transmitted in real time via satellite, so we cannot control the outcome. We can only respond to them according to the original plan.  Again, our people are put at risk, but this time it's for the United States, and we have a duty to do so.  "

    The technician stopped talking, just remained silent for a moment, and began to contact the helicopter pilot.

    Lin Rui and others still don¡¯t know the situation of the US military¡¯s secret base headquarters. They are cutting through the barbed wire fence and gradually entering the assembly workshop.  There is only one semi-finished product here.  There are also a lot of scattered parts.  The processing skills of these workers are not very good, and the missile assembly looks quite rough.  The guidance head was placed in another place, and the missile body had not yet been assembled.  The circuit boards and wires of various colors are dizzying to look at.

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