Chapter 966

Badis is an experienced sniper. As early as he served in the Marine Corps, he was already a gun sergeant. After volunteering to participate in the screening and entering seal, he stood out among all the students and was selected as a sniper.

The snipers of the seal force are assigned to the combat team to participate in the task after intensive professional training, and constantly improve their killing skills from the actual combat.

This method of holding the gun can completely relax badis's hand and prevent his wrist from tightening, which is conducive to reducing the tremor at the moment of firing. Although those small tremors are difficult to detect, they will affect the accuracy.

Mistakes are not allowed in actual combat. Once mistakes are made, blood is used as the price.

In a favorable position on the hillside, badis can clearly see the sentry on the guard post less than 200 meters. The advantage of night attack is that it can make the sniper press closer, and the distance is not as far as during the day.

Through the sniper's special anpvs-4 gun and sight, the sentry looked like standing more than 20 meters away in broad daylight.

This sniper mission is too simple for buddy!

The only difficulty to think about is that he can't let the unlucky man fall from the guard building after being shot, because the falling of the human body will make a great noise and startle all the Sentinels at once.

Importantly, the guard dropped a cigarette in his mouth.

This is an extremely important detail.

When the sniper shoots and hits the other party, maybe the unfinished cigarette will fall under the guard tower. In the dark, the lit cigarette is as dazzling as a meteor.

Bardis knows that snipers are not easy to do, especially those in seal forces.

When training in the Pendleton naval training camp in Colorado, the instructors used all available means to make every sniper learn to analyze the additional impact that every detail may bring to his shooting under the most severe battlefield conditions.

As time went by, Bardis still stared at the cigarette at the corner of the guard's mouth.

It's really a long and hard wait.

Finally, the guard on the tower took down the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, threw it on the floor, lowered his head and trampled out the Mars with his feet.

The time came in an instant.

Bardis adjusted his breathing, aimed the sight at the target, and then gently pressed the trigger.

Poof——

The moment the subsonic warhead was installed, it hit the other party.

The guard collapsed on the platform like a wet rag. However, when he lay down, an accident occurred - the M16 rifle in his hand was originally horizontal on his body, so it would not make a sound because he had the bottom of his body, but even if badis, as an excellent sniper, could consider everything, he could not control his luck.

Well, he's really out of luck tonight.

The M16 automatic rifle loosened from the guard's hand, rolled down on the lying belly, and finally landed on the floor.

The floor is wooden and soft.

However, in the quiet night, even a low muffled sound still attracted unnecessary attention.

The fixed latent sentry hiding under the tree on the ground seemed to notice something. In captain Noland's thermal imager, he began to move and seemed to look up to find out what was happening on the tower more than ten meters away from him.

Fortunately, he didn't immediately notice anything wrong, but kept looking up at his head in situ.

Captain Noland frowned gently.

Bardis is facing a major test at the moment.

According to the original plan, he had to kill two sentinels quietly - one was the guard on the tower and the other was the hidden post under the tree.

Now one of them has been settled, but the second goal seems to be aware.

The accident of the M16 automatic rifle slipping only made a cold flash in badis's mind. The strict training made him calm down immediately, the muzzle adjusted, and he pressed the trigger for the second time.

A special sniper bullet for mk12 sniper rifle came out of the chamber and knocked down the latent outpost who looked up to see what was wrong with his companion.

Two fixed sentries were cleared, and the poster team led by Sergeant Sith had received the signal of attack. They jumped out of their hiding place and rushed forward according to the established distribution target.

After a dull, if nonexistent, low gunfire, the sentry in the woods on the right had been exhausted.

"Group A reports that the enemy on the right is clear. Over."

"Roger, group B is also moving forward. You can attack yourself." Noland gave the final attack order. "Now, it's up to you."

"Copy that. Let's move. Over!"

Sergeant Sith turned back and made a "follow-up" tactical sign language to his teammates. The five seal commandos in group a quietly approached the building in the center of the manor from different angles.

They are at least safe before walking out of the woods. Once they reach the edge of the woods, they will choose to fire first.

The two teams did not rush up, but still slowly surrounded the main building according to the rhythm of slow penetration - because the requirement of this task is to delay the most intense exchange of fire as much as possible and solve everything in silence as much as possible.

Now, in the front garden of the manor, there are fully 30 heavily armed seta members and bodyguards brought by more than a dozen visitors.

With five people to deal with seta members and bodyguards who are almost ten times their own number, even the Sith sergeant with incomparable combat experience still has great pressure.

But one thing can reassure him a little.

There are three mk12 semi-automatic sniper rifles on the hillside less than 200 meters away, including captain Noland, correspondent Wright and sniper bads.

Mk12 has excellent control power in medium distance. This sniper rifle modified based on AR-15 gun was originally modified by the Gunners of the seal army. In fact, it is a light sniper carbine and a special-purpose reconnaissance rifle.

Just like now, Noland's hands are all silencing mk12 rifles. Although it is not as good as mk11mod0 in range and power, its extremely excellent silencing design can play a miraculous effect in small-scale special forces raids. It is suitable for the characteristics of special operations such as "silent intrusion, never love war, rapid evacuation" and so on, so it will be adopted in a certain special range.

The action has begun quietly in silence.

The automatic rifle in the Sith sergeant's hand spewed out a string of flames, and a two shot short shot knocked down one of seta's armed members.

Almost at the same time, the five seals hid behind the tree from different angles and began shooting at the zeta militants who were overwhelmed in the front garden.

On the distant hillside, three mk12 special-purpose sniper rifles made an almost soft sound, and then it was a hunting activity.

After all, the armed members of seta are only a mob. They may be brave for a while in gun fights in the gang, but they are still a lot worse than those experienced seals.

In less than a minute, more than a dozen people had fallen down in the yard.

Everything seemed to be going well. Noland resisted the tables under the wide porch, where Veneto and others had sat before.

However, looking through his sight glass, it seemed that all the people sitting at the table had disappeared, as if they had gone to the flower bed and hid under the porch column.

A short rustling noise came from the headphones.

Soon, the voice of Lieutenant Colonel Wharton of Port au Prince command center sounded in the headset.

"Beehive to hummingbird! Emergency! Over!"

Wharton's tone was filled with some kind of indelible anxiety, and captain Noland had a bad hunch.

"This is hummingbird team, we receive it. Please speak! Over!"

"Get out of there! Evacuate quickly..."

"Why?"

"The Predator drone is out of control and its supply system locks you..."

The drone was hijacked!?

Colonel Wharton's voice hasn't completely disappeared from the headset. Noland subconsciously raised his head. He saw an orange fire line in the air, rushing towards the mano