This rocket launcher was just seized by Wishing from a group of dead thugs.
After firing, Wishing threw away the Russian RPG rocket launcher that he had seized.
As an elite special forces soldier in the country, other than using domestic firearms, they also had to master some of the more popular foreign firearms.
"The range of this rocket launcher is too short, and its accuracy is very poor. I wonder how effective that blind shot was.”Wishing shook his head." If it was the DZJ08 80mm Single Soldier Multi-purpose Assault Bullet, and if I had a scope, I might have been interested in aiming at it just now."”
Because of the tropical rainforest climate, the forest was full of broad-leaved plants. Not only was the enemy's vision poor, but the Wishing Tree's vision was also poor.
Just now, he had blindly estimated the location of the broadcast and the current wind speed.
Blind estimation firing was to roughly estimate the location of the target point and then fire a rocket. The purpose was to shut the broadcast vehicle up.
If Jacques, the person in charge of this operation, knew that the rocket just now was just a random shot after making a blind guess.
The shock in his heart would definitely be ten times more than now.
The guns used by the Indian mobs were mainly the AK47, which was a gun used by mobs all over the world. However, for Wishing, not only was this gun not stable, but the height of the bullet shell was also not ideal.
Normally, when Wishing fired an AK-47 at the training base, the shell could be thrown up to two meters.
For a super special forces soldier who was good at infiltration and assassination, this level of firearms would easily expose his position in actual combat.
Therefore, he did not pick up the AK on the ground. Instead, he dodged and merged into the forest again.
About two hours later.
Jacques, the commander of India's encirclement, was already at the foot of the mountain with weak legs. He did not know how to go back and explain to his superior, Yeska.
After all, out of the 60-odd teams that came to encircle and annihilate them a few hours ago, more than 30 teams had already lost contact.
None of the five-man teams that could be contacted were organized neatly. Basically, two or three people had died inexplicably.
At this moment, his phone rang.
Jacques's heart sank as soon as he saw the caller. It was Yeska.
"What's going on? Did you catch anyone? If you can't catch him alive, then bring me his corpse!”Yeska asked anxiously about the situation.
"Sir, we haven't caught anyone yet…" Jacques licked his dry lips.
On the other end of the phone, Yeska was about to explode with anger.
"You've used more than three hundred people to chase after one person for three to four hours, and you're telling me you haven't caught him yet? You bunch of good-for-nothings!"
Yeska had been in a state of nervousness ever since he received the call from Wishing.
He had already brought his daughter, wife, and two lovers to his mansion. He also used all the abilities around him to mobilize more than 100 Indian soldiers to guard the mansion.
However, the two lovers were hiding in the basement in soldier's clothes to avoid being discovered by his real wife.
Although most of the 300-odd people who were assigned to Jacques to join the encirclement were thugs.
However, those thugs were also part of Yeska's forces. He was a member of the military, but the blame for the massacre of the Chinese had to be borne by these thugs, not the official Indian soldiers.
"Sir Yeska, I have bad news for you.”Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down Jacques 'forehead.
A series of gunshots rang out from the dense forest not far away.
The panicked voices of the thugs came from the walkie-talkie."This person is a devil, he is not human, he is a devil!! Another team lost contact. I'm done playing!”
Jacques looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand and said nervously," Sir Yeska, we have lost more than half of our men. I want to…I want to request an evacuation…"
“……”
There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time.
After a while, Yeska hung up the phone.
Jacques looked at the completely dark sky, his expression uncertain.
Yeska hung up the phone and looked at his wife and daughter who were curled up in fear at home. He felt a little lost for a moment.
His fat white shirt was completely soaked in sweat, and his armpits and back were wet.
"Don't be afraid. It's okay. We'll be fine.”Yeska's fat lips trembled as he spoke to his wife and daughter.
At this moment, he was completely filled with fear. He did not think at all that in these bloody three days, how many Chinese men had said the same thing to their wives and daughters.
But what was the result?
In the end, almost all of them died miserably.
The heads of these Chinese men were all cut off by the thugs and hung on the wall.
Their eyes, which had died with grievances, seemed to have pierced through countless obstacles as they stared in the direction of the Yeska mansion.
Next, there was a man with the same bloodline.
They would take back all the humiliation they had suffered from the instigator of the Solo City tragedy, Yeska.
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The ninth update on the first day!
The author was full of sincerity. This book was released at noon today.
Currently, about twelve hours had passed. There were still twelve hours before the results of the first day would be calculated.
Brothers, work harder. Regardless of whether it was flowers or evaluation votes, they voted for whatever they had.
I want to update 20,000 words every day!
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