This is not a jungle or a wilderness, with a wide view.

Gao Shenghan discovered the mortar shot from mid-air. In desperation, he would yell at Wang Xing: "Battle it down, otherwise you will be done!"

As a sniper, Wang Xing was not buried in the soil after he was running into the team.

He raised the sniper rifle in his hand. At such a close distance, he didn't have to turn on the eyepiece at all.

The mutated eyes locked the mortar.

Bang!

The armor-piercing projectile accurately shot the mortar, pierced through the body of the mortar, and turned into a huge fireball in the air, like a dazzling fireworks exploding.

But there are two mortars in the sky.

Wang Xing threw the spear head and quickly fired two more shots.

It is too difficult for three targets to fire three bullets in an instant and hit the mortar accurately.

With Wang Xing's ability, he hit the mortar when the first shot was locked.

The other two shots were unable to hit the fallen mortar because they had to re-mount the bullet and aim.

Rumble.

These three mortars were heading towards the marching team, in the middle and rear directions, Wang Xing and the other snipers fell.

The first round of shooting failed, the mortar had fallen, and there was no chance of sniping again.

Wang Xing quickly fell down.

The ground shook, and two large sank pits appeared. The pit was burning black and dust was flying. The sky was like a sandstorm. The flying soil and gravel buried Wang Xing in an instant.

"Save people! Save people!"

Gao Shenghan shouted and rushed over. His hands were already rippling with blood, but he didn't care at all and was crazily digging Wang Xing.

On the Fire Phoenix side, because Zhang Lu and Anran came to rescue, the female soldiers were all dug out.

Fortunately, the second round of mortar did not fall near the crater of the first round, otherwise, this wave would definitely have buried many special forces who had just crawled out of the mound.

Zhang Lu's face sank and asked An Ran, "Where is the mortar going to hit? It's coming again!"

An Ran was stunned and immediately shouted: "This is a portable mortar. They must be shooting across the mountain while covering their companions to seize the high ground!"

"We must grab time and seize the high ground. If we lose the high ground, we all have to be buried here!"

After reminding everyone, An Ran quickly replied: "Mortars are not grenades. Unless you use armor-piercing bullets, ordinary bullets cannot detonate mortars!"

"Armor-piercing bombs are not good. I can only shoot one mortar at most!" Zhang Lu said solemnly.

If you want to shoot three mortars at the same time, you must use continuous fire weapons, such as assault rifles. The sniper rifle needs to be locked from the new bullets, which is not as fast as the time, especially the SOP anti-equipment sniper rifle, which is slower.

An Ran pondered: "It's not impossible to use an assault rifle, but you must accurately hit the mortar's small hole!"

"Where is the mortar's fuze? There is a small opening. Usually, the shells fly, and the air flow turns the fan, and the fuze is activated during rotation."

But there is a saying that An Ran didn't say that it was no less difficult than shooting the eyes of the swift that flew through the low altitude!

If the mortar is still, it is easy to hit, even Ye Cunxin's level can easily hit it.

Even if Wang Xing shoots, he can only shoot one shot when facing a flying mortar.

You should know that the mortars are flying at subsonic speeds, and it is already awesome to hit the mortars. If you want to shoot the small hole on the cannon, it is something you dare not even think about.

All the snipers present can only rely on luck to fool them!

When Zhang Lu saw An Ran shouting, he thought inexplicably. An Ran was also roaring by the sound of a mortar.

I was so close that I had to yell loudly.

"It's definitely not let these guys go!"

Zhang Lu gritted his teeth and understood the principles of the mortar, 12 red visual nerves appeared on his forehead.

Manzhushahua's Eyes!

12 visual nerves locked in the air. As long as the mortar flew in, they would shoot as soon as possible.

As for whether he could lock the mortar's small mouth, Zhang Lu was not 100% sure, after all, his first attempt was made.

At this time, the other commandos stood up, and the captains were roaring with their necks, yelling: "Snatch the high ground, this is the last chance!"

Everyone knew the importance of seizing the high ground to them, which would determine life and death!

Everyone rushed over angrily, gritting their teeth one by one, squeezing their physical energy to the greatest extent, releasing the fastest sprint speed, and rushing across the wilderness.

Buzz.

Not a mortar.

Instead, a small fighter plane flew from the air.

A sound passing by a loudspeaker came from the plane: "We know that you Chinese soldiers are all heroes. However, our soldiers have arrived, we have mortars, tanks and planes."

"We can give you the opportunity to surrender, climb over the mountain, and give you freedom!"

Everyone fell silent, but anger was like a smokey volcano, which would erupt at any time.

Zhan Feng roared: "If you fly closer, we can't hear it!"

The plane really dropped to 5,000 meters, and the people on the plane naturally couldn't hear the roar of the Zhan Front. They just wanted the Chinese soldiers to surrender.

The sound of the loudspeaker continued to come: "Crawl over and give you freedom! As long as you cooperate with our leader, take photos and leave a picture, we will let you go back."

An Ran's pretty face was frosted, and his chest was so angry that his chest was up and down, saying, "Don't surrender, this is a shame! They must have used this surrender to convey to the outside world how powerful they are!"

Everyone around roared and shouted angrily, flew into the sky.

Everyone was furious!

These militants actually dreamed of asking them to surrender.

And he also said that he would climb over and give you freedom!

This is a personality insult to everyone, and it is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

They are the best among the fifth-class soldiers. Many of them come from heroic companies and can die on the battlefield, but they will never surrender.

Ye Cunxin's face turned pale and said to Zhang Lu: "Can you sniper at 4,000 meters? I'll knock the plane down and I'm so angry. This is a naked insult to our soldiers!"

Zhang Lu shook his head and said, "I want to fight too, but it's 1,000 meters away!"

"What should I do? Should I let it speak insults over and over again on our heads?" Ye Cunxin was furious and said with grinding his teeth.

Zhang Lu calmed down and said, "It's useless for you to yell. Let a person insult him with body language, let him see it, and lower the flight altitude!"

"In addition, Violet and Swallowtail Butterfly, you come as human-shaped cannon racks, lift me up, massage me, and hold my temples, and I can kill this clamoring plane!"

Cannon stand?
Chapter completed!