Jin Yi bit a dog tail grass and lay in the grass, looking up at the stars in the sky. His heart was as peaceful as water that could not stir up a storm. Perhaps, it would be noisy for a while in the second half of the night.
In the darkness of the night, people began to approach quietly. More than one person, a black figure faintly appeared in the tall grass, slowly closing the warehouse in a carefully woven net. People appeared in some unnoticed but crucial positions, and their dark gun barrels did not reflect any starlight, facing their potential targets.
Han Yi has been sneaking around and feels that the performance of the group of subordinates who were just assigned after the emergency meeting is not bad. The government has also been guarding against various problems that may arise during port development. This special riot control team and his own transfer are just emerging. When they were transferred just now, they were a bit disobedient to their own discipline as women. They casually took guns and hit ten ten rings, and after knocking down several stabs, they all obediently obeyed. As a member of a military family, I know the commonalities of soldiers, only those with harder fists than myself.
Jin Yi's ears moved, and the sounds in the darkness automatically entered his ears. His brain operated finely, calculating the intentions of these sounds. Then, with the help of footsteps, he heard Han Yi's movement path, and he quietly got up and followed that trajectory to approach.
Previously, the base's evaluation of him was that he was a feline, with the hearing of a cat, the deadly strike of a cheetah, and the might of a tiger. Of course, this compliment would only make him nauseous, not complacent. In the eyes of the enemy, he only had one code name - King.
Han Yi tightly held onto the Type 95 in her hand. She was skilled in sniping, and the natural sharpness and quietness of women, as well as their delicate and stable performance, gave her a significant advantage in this project.
Carefully pulling out the grass and lying down on the ground, the snake reached its target point. Its eyes darkened as a person silently smiled in front of her, dressed in black without revealing a single neck. On a silver mask, there was an eagle that looked down upon the world, with lifelike fur. Its wings spread out to protect the left and right temples on its forehead and extended to the back of its head, while its claws formed a silver ring that protected the most vulnerable part of the jawline. It was considered a work of art and actually contained the most cutting-edge scientific technology. Now, the transparent material in the mask's eye sockets emitted a faint green light, and a pair of eyes sharper than eagles and falcons stared at it.
It's you! "Han Yi just made a lip gesture and pressed the muzzle against Jin Yi's chest. With just a gentle pull of the trigger, even if Jin Yi's clothes have strong bulletproof ability and can withstand the specially designed large caliber sniper bullets, they would still be severely injured or even killed by the huge impact force.
Jin Yi smiled silently, his mouth changing, but he said in one sentence: "Your team hasn't been set up yet. If you want to startle the snake, just shoot
Han Yi rolled her eyes and changed her mouth shape again, asking a question mark, "Why are you looking for me
Can you give me some guidance on your deployment style! "Jin Yi pointed out some of the oversights he had noticed, some of which were just differences in perspective. This made Han Yi furious. All of his deployment was a tactical deployment that had been extensively deduced and accumulated from countless experiences. How could he possibly need someone who could be considered an enemy to pick the wrong one.
Let me reiterate, what you have experienced is not war! "Jin Yi put his contempt on his face." A few bandits who made homemade grenades to explode, some drug lords who can't even stand on their white powder stations? The enemies faced by peacekeeping forces who are not much worse than civilians.
Han Yi originally had many words to refute. The bandits who made homemade grenades had a natural understanding of mountain warfare, and they were elusive in caves. They could take hostages and launch suicide attacks, while the drug lords never put their lives on them. With a mouthful of white powder in their mouths, their bodies could still be beaten into a sieve and they could retaliate fiercely. The enemies who survived the constant conflicts had the ability to resist heat and hunger, and could survive in the vast desert without a drop of water for half a month. However, in Jin Yi's contemptuous eyes, they stubbornly did not say anything because they could kill such enemies, but could not kill the silver faced man with strong aggression in front of them.
What is real war? "She asked, suppressing her anger.
Arrange it according to my requirements, I will show it to you! "Jin Yi smiled silently again, suddenly feeling a little lonely, so much so that when she left Han Yi's sight, she felt that the man in front of her seemed to have many stories.
Could it be that some expert who made a mistake and was sent back home? Han Yi had a question mark in her heart, and if that's the case, she should go and find out for herself.
Next, I carefully analyzed Jin Yi's advice and, in a calm and composed state, suddenly realized that I was wrong. Being wrong is not about concealing it, but about immediately correcting it. In the eyes of others, she is such a straightforward person, treating friends with warmth like spring and enemies with coldness like winter. Therefore, she always wears a faint smile and gets along well with her colleagues, but every time a task comes back, there is never a single survivor under her command.
The dim yellow light shone through the warehouse, quiet, only the grass bushes chirping incessantly while weaving.
Jin Yi took out the military knife tied to his leg and carefully sharpened one end of the steel bar. The three foot long gun head gradually took shape. A true soldier should make his own weapon, only he understands what he needs. This was told to him by a coach a long time ago. The weapons made in this way may not be perfect, but they are his most suitable companions. He has always done this. Every firearm, military knife, and spear he passes by is the result of his own processing on the lathe. This is also the reason why the genius technician at the base has a very good relationship with him.
After cutting off the gun head, he slowly walked towards the container truck parked outside the warehouse and waved his hand in a certain direction towards the grass. Han Yi almost died of anger when he observed it with his sight, thinking it was an outing! It was so easy, but surprisingly, the two guards on duty didn't notice his approach because his actions were constantly changing, and every change was a blind spot in their line of sight, eventually walking behind them.
Brother, borrow a fire! "Jin Yi muttered behind their backs, placing his hand on their shoulders. The two of them turned around in shock, but only their necks were turned, not their bodies. Han Yi could see clearly in the night vision scope that the silver faced man's fingers were slender, fair, and even had a hint of bookish flavor. However, he only pinched his throat with his hand, lightly pressed his thumb, and the two slight clicks did not create any waves in the night. Their necks turned 180 degrees and hung softly behind his back.
Han Yi took a cold breath and used a clean and efficient killing technique! It seems like after going through a thousand trials and tribulations, the strength of the fingers seems to have reached the limit of the human body. The gentle parting of the thumb, seemingly agile, brings a thunderous blow that twists the neck of the person. For oneself, this action requires the full effort of the entire hand to achieve, and for the first time, an indescribable feeling arises in the heart.