Another example is to locate the location of a certain target to be killed through a communication satellite, and then directly penetrate into its protected border by man-machine at a low altitude to directly carry out an attack. Although this will be criticized, it is extremely simple, powerful and efficient. If this low stealth and high-speed flexible man-machine improvement can carry nuclear weapons,
The hunting knife suddenly felt a chill in my heart. There is no doubt that this will be a terrible thing. Its size determines that it can enter the country from the region. Its high speed also makes it difficult to be found and intercepted, which will pose a strategic suppression and direct threat to other countries.
"Protrude to grab it at all costs" The hunting knife growled in the earphone almost synchronously with the white eagle. It was also at this time that the white eagle found that it was lurking behind the position and the hunting knife team was crazy to save the position and launched a counter-charge against them under the cover of machine guns.
However, I heard the machine gun pointing at the white eagle team in a crisp way, and I was forced to roll and lie down to avoid its sharpness. At the same time, the original charging white eagle team had to set up a machine gun to "chug chug" to suppress the other team’s machine gun fire.
However, this short period was enough for the members of the hunting knife team to dig out their positions and launch a counter-charge. When the machine gun of the White Eagle team roared, the hunting knife had rushed to a position less than 50 meters away from them, and the hunting knife team did not hesitate to throw out grenades and then prostrate.
"Boom!" An explosion sounded, and both sides were caught in the smoke. The knife hunting team took the opportunity to launch a charge again. It has to be admitted that in this short contact assault battle, the knife hunting team inherited the war mode from the former Soviet Union.
This model was honed by their close fighting with the Germans many times in World War II. After many summaries, they finally formed a combat skill that they must master in the elite combat troops. At the same time, this skill was tempered, tested and improved again in the cold war, Afghanistan and Africa.
With a strong Slavic brand, the short assault attack mode has become their specialty.
"Hula" doesn’t need anyone to direct. Almost everyone shouted this binge drinking when they rushed to the front of the White Eagle team less than 20 meters away. For such a short distance, the two sides did not hesitate to pull the trigger and hug each other.
At this time, at this distance, we are faced with elite soldiers who have been honed by various battles. There is no way to dodge and dodge. It is possible to play a hard role and kill the most opponents.
It is also in this instant hunting knife squad that more than half of the members of the White Eagle feel bad. He didn’t expect his opponent to be crazy, so he abandoned the position and did not hesitate to launch a counter-charge to rush into his face.
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Carry out hand-to-hand combat
The first batch of machine gunners were swept away, and the corner of the white eagle swept their own bodies. Two machine gunners were swept three times. Although their bulletproof boards blocked most of the bullets, their heads, hands and legs were completely smashed.
Their bloody bodies were still twitching slightly and splashing blood. They were beaten four times, splashing muscles, broken camouflage, helmets and brain tissues, and splashing blood in the yellow sand. There were also several commandos who knocked down their opponents who had rushed close to them.
But I haven’t escaped myself. The distance between the two sides is too close. In many cases, life is changed. At this time, people who dare to turn back are dead, even if they hesitate, they will die. There is no choice but to turn back. There is a possible way to kill all opponents in front of them.
"Tututudadada" shot into an automatic rifle magazine, and then it was dumped and pulled out the pistol. "Bang bang bang" shooting was also at this time that the white eagle had to face being forced into hand-to-hand combat by the hunting knife team.
Dagger is their weapon, and so is their body. There is no other language, howling and killing, and no opponent is a layman. Now it is possible to live except for a certain amount of luck. If the eyes of hunting knives are blazing, he throws away his rifle and rushes to a member of the White Eagle team.
The player wanted to shoot his gun, but he was already close to the hunting knife. At the same time, the hunting knife pulled out a saber from his thigh without stopping. Poof, once he pierced the player’s abdomen, holding the handle without looking was a pull.
"sparse inside Hua"-a player’s stomach was abruptly cut and splashed on the hunting knife body along with the abdominal wound, and the bloody blood smelled a little rotten, but the hunting knife didn’t care.
At the same time, he still didn’t pause, but he saw that he didn’t move much and lifted his arm lightly, so he cut the player’s throat, and the blood in the throat and aorta splashed all over his face.
Originally, he was cut in the abdomen and threw away his gun, trying to pull his skill. Lei, the player completely collapsed after his throat was cut and he lost a lot of blood. The hunting knife did not throw him, but held him dying, blocking the front view and keeping close to another player.
Chapter five hundred and seventy-one The rain has been
Close combat is the way to offset mutual fire to the greatest extent. When the equipment and firepower are at a disadvantage and the number of people is dominant, it is the best mode of combat, and hunting knives believe that although they are at a disadvantage compared with their opponents in equipment and weapons.
However, hand-to-hand combat hunting knives recognize that they and their soldiers occupy an absolute advantage, which is self-confident. Hunting knives still have Slavs, which have always been a symbol of bravery, and their reputation has been expanding in all directions as they fight on this planet.
Growing up in the ice and snow, they are more aggressive and aggressive than others.
"Roar" A roaring white eagle player stared at his eyes and couldn’t believe that the hunting knife was tilted and rushed into his arms. At the same time, the knife in his hand accurately and mistakenly pierced his neck.
This is Phoenix’s saber, which was immediately pulled out after it pierced his neck. It was not deep but the blood slot was fierce and sharp. The white eagle team saw at first sight that this was the only thing that would be distributed with the exclusive saber Phoenix by the most elite Slavic troops.
The three handles of Keke and Fear of Phoenix are the most elite Slavs’ special forces and the exclusive fighting knives of the Security Bureau. Kewan and Fear of Forward and Phoenix Nirvana are the meanings of these three fighting knives. The elite hunting knives are equipped with Phoenix, one of the best.
Slavs did decline after the death of the Soviet Union, and their weapons and equipment and scientific research capabilities plummeted. Even so, the legacy of the former Soviet Union gave them a higher advantage than others in some aspects, one of which was smelting and materials.
Even though Huaxia has become the world’s largest steel producer, Slavs still have a long way to go in smelting special steel. During the Soviet period, they invested heavily, especially in materials, which made their pace even worse than that of their rivals, Americans.
This can be seen from the fact that Americans also import a large number of 195 steel from Slavs, and a large part of special steel can be seen. With these old people, we can imagine the "Phoenix" quality of elite troops.
Compared with the other two sabers, "Phoenix" is a little different, which means that the emperor in the Kremlin will present this saber to the Kremlin guests, such as Anatoly Lebed, the most famous Slavic combat hero.
He was given a phoenix from the president in the Kremlin. Every soldier who is considered to be the most elite will have a phoenix. Each phoenix has its own unique number and file, and it will record who its owner has done and what he has done. Even if the knives are developed, Slavic is very strict in controlling the phoenix. Almost if the people dare to hold and show their "Phoenix", they will be directly arrested by the news.
The eyes of the White Eagle player whose throat was cut have gradually closed. When he saw clearly that his throat was a phoenix, he was not reconciled. His opponent was born in Green Bailey. He knew exactly who would hold and make this saber.
"Ow!" The white eagle howled like a wolf in his mouth, and at the same time, in his hand, the 1911 commander type "Bang Bang" played a series of shots. Three hunting knife players were directly knocked down by him. The scene was too chaotic, and he had come to re-install the magazine.
There was nothing he could do to continue shooting a series of shots. At the same time, his body suddenly rolled to the right and hit the position where he had just played. The white eagle raised his hand and suddenly smashed his gun to the left.
A stuffy hum should come, and the hunting knife in his hand was just about to pounce on him when he was hit by this pistol. He had to step back and wipe a face of blood, but then a white eagle player was silent and stabbed from behind him.
The hunting knife player’s eyes widened, and he didn’t make any unnecessary moves. The knife that pierced his back and directly pierced his lungs was pulled out, and then he stabbed twice in a row, holding his bar with one hand, and then he felt his throat cool.
He knew that his throat had been cut, because he had felt a pain in his throat, and then there was a feeling of spring water splashing from his throat, which was the feeling that his aorta had been cut and his blood was rapidly losing.
The white eagle pulled out his sabre and made a fighting gesture. He knew that there was chaos now. He reached an order in a low voice, "Kill all these Slavs alive."
After this may be the last command, he pressed a raised small square on his belt buckle, and a signal was broadcast from the air. This wave signal was so simple but so direct and rapid.
In an instant, it was received by a satellite far away from the atmosphere, and then it was forwarded out in an instant, and it landed in a farm barn in California, which looked ordinary and quiet. An old man dressed in old American military camouflage and looking 50 years old was quietly cleaning up the forage in the barn.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep!
He gently lost his hand to clean the forage fork, and the whole person stood tall like a javelin. The original turbid eyes were as sharp as eagles in an instant, and he pulled out a dial without a number from his pocket and gently pressed it.
But I saw the old man’s rickety figure become towering at this moment. He put his words in his ear and slowly walked out of the barn. When he went outside the barn, someone picked up the words, only to see the old man talking to the words with his deep bass. "I am a veteran."
"Something happened to my children, White Eagle." The old man’s voice was low, but he seemed so powerful, so tough, so there is no doubt that "that’s my favorite child. I’m going to pick him up and get people moving there. I’m going there now."
The other person seems to be saying something in a hurry. However, the old man’s face has a faint smile. "I am old, but I can’t watch my children being bullied. I never lose my brother. I was and am. Don’t say it. I will personally arrange for someone to pick them up."
"Those are good children. If it weren’t for the last time, if it was just himself, he wouldn’t have sent me this signal. This is a child who has already given himself to the country and has given up his life. Bring him back to Lai ‘an."
Then the old man looked somber. "Those damn Slavic craziness have resurfaced. It seems that we old things should be cleaned up. You’d better check what’s wrong with your intelligence system. If this operation is carried out as planned, there will be no problem."
"Do you think that we should be the overlord of the world if you have been peaceful and stable for too long? If you hold this idea, if you don’t have a sense of crisis all the time, you should not be in charge of intelligence work. This is a problem. What else do you have?"
After saying that, the old man hung up directly, and the side of the barn looked ordinary and plain. The cottage was pushed without locking the door. The old man walked into the house, which was very simple but clean. Everything was wiped spotless and the whole room was neat and clean.
From the style, we can see that the owner of this house is a very pure and excellent soldier. There is no superfluous decoration, no luxurious lamps, carpets and sofas, no mural decoration, and even curtains are simple and heavy dark green without colors.
Chapter five hundred and seventy-two Veterans are here.
There is nothing superfluous, everything is simple and clean, and everything looks square and orderly, just like the owner of this house, the veteran veteran, who is synonymous with a certain group of people who don’t know his name.
But for those who know that this term refers to others, this title means that you must respect him, even those at the top of the country, and veterans are the only ones who have special access to the Pentagon and the White House.
That pass was specially designed for him by the two Joint Chiefs of Staff, and it has never been taken back, although he never made it look solemn as ever when the veteran walked in his room.
He walked slowly to his bedroom, cleaned up neatly, and put on a simple wardrobe next to the bed. In the wardrobe, there were neat clothes, socks and polished shoes, and a beautiful military salute was carefully covered by the owner’s special cloth to show off.
The rest of the camouflage training is hung on the hanger wardrobe according to the suit. At the end, there is a long box. When the veteran looks at the box, his eyes reveal a little nostalgia, but he puts it on the bedside long table and gently hits it.
