Chapter Ten

  The sandstorm slowly calmed down, and at this time, Yuan Shuai could already see Fang Hai, but he saw that he was already dead. He felt a little disappointed in his heart. He wanted to have a real fight with him, but unexpectedly, he was "eliminated" by Li Nan.

  The current contrast is one to one, and "Tiger Shark" also has 5 people left. Wang Yuanjian is a sniper, and his skills are not his strong point. So in fact it's 4 against 5.

  It should be said that the "Tiger Sharks" are indeed the elite of China's special forces. Each one is skilled in close combat, and Yuan Shuai can only barely hold his own. However, he is a quick learner in battle and soon turns the tables, emerging victorious. The "Tiger Shark" warriors couldn't understand how Yuan Shuai had learned their moves and even used them to defeat themselves.

  Li Nan's kung fu was the best among them, but he also won with great difficulty. Yang Zhongliang was good at experience, so for a while, he didn't lose. Wang Yuan saw him blink and disappeared, no one knew where he went, but this wasn't strange, a sniper's camouflage technique is of course top-notch. He also knew that he was really useless here and would only drag them down. So he hid himself. Zhang Qipeng was miserable, the blood from his mouth kept flowing out, it seemed like he would be forced to quit the exercise due to severe injuries, luckily Yuan Shuai killed that Tiger Shark soldier in time and rushed over to save him.

  About 30 minutes later, all tiger sharks "fell".

  Originally parched, after this fierce battle, my throat felt like it was cracking open, the pain was like a knife cut, and my mouth was full of sand, I wished I could dive headfirst into the Pacific Ocean.

  What's most important for them now is to find a place to hide and then find something to eat.

  They still marched in formation because in this place, there was always a possibility of being killed at any time.

  "Look, there's water!" Wang Yuan saw it with his eyes which were always a step faster than others. He almost jumped up and said so.

  Following the direction of Wang Yuanjian's finger, they saw that it was a swamp. Although there is water in the swamp and possibly food as well, it is also the most dangerous place where one can easily get trapped if not careful. Moreover, this is also the place where the enemy would most likely set up an ambush.

  So General Yuan repeatedly warned everyone not to mess up the formation.

  Suddenly a white bird flew up from the marsh.

  "Get down," Yuan Shuai realized there was an ambush when the birds flew up. Almost at the same time, gunshots rang out. Wang Yuan, who was most sensitive in this regard, immediately pinpointed the location of the gunshot to be around 11 o'clock. At the same time, he aimed his Type 85 sniper rifle in the direction of 11 o'clock. If there was a second shot, whoever made it would not survive.

  But the other side is also a master, and they will never waste a single bullet when they are not showing their heads.

  Wang Yuanjian actually already knew this. Because at such a wind speed, and with such a large sandstorm, it's almost impossible to have no deviation, although the distance is close but it's not an easy thing to do.

  If it hadn't been for this bird suddenly flying up and saving him, one of them would have seen him already.

  Distance 50 meters, correction 8 degrees, wind resistance 6/5. Wang Yuan saw it in his heart, silently reciting, constantly adjusting the direction with the change of the wind, ready to fire at any time. At this moment, he almost abandoned all distractions and merged with his gun as one.

  Every war begins with waiting, and it is in the most tense moments that one waits. The moment before the guns go off is the most tense and frightening, but when you see your comrades fall down in front of you, you are no longer afraid, but rather filled with anger.

  The sandstorm had passed, and the scorching sun was baking the sandy ground. The entire island was like a steamer, evaporating the last drops of water from their bodies.

  Everyone has reached their limit, Zhang Qipeng is already unconscious due to severe dehydration, while the enemy is hiding in the swamp with plenty of water and time. Since they are in a swamp, they don't have to worry about other troops attacking them from behind. So now they must think of a way to find out the enemy's position first. Otherwise, even if they aren't killed, they will be dried to death by the sun. Not to mention Zhang Qipeng is already done for.

  Yuan Shuai always came up with a solution in such critical moments, so everyone was counting on Yuan Shuai to come up with a plan. But at this moment, Yuan Shuai was really at a loss. This was not an ordinary field army, but the elite of the special forces, and they were not easy to deal with.

  Yuan Shuai looked up at the fiery red sun above his head, then glanced at his comrade who had already fainted beside him, and felt anxious.

  All things are interdependent and mutually restrictive. Yuan Shuai didn't read many books, but the things his grandfather taught him from a young age he remembered very clearly.

  He looked at the sun and thought, "Now the greatest threat to us is the sun. So what's helpful to us should also be the sun?" The only characteristic of the sun is that it has light.

  "Light!" Just as Yuan Shuai thought of this, he suddenly came up with a solution.

  He carefully pulled out the dagger and made a gesture to Wang Yuanshi, who understood when he saw the dagger in his left hand and gripped his gun tightly. Yuan Shuai slowly moved the dagger away from his body through the sand. When his hand could no longer stretch, he slowly brought the dagger up, as its gleam reflected sunlight. In an instant, it was hidden.

  The purpose of doing so is to make the other party think that it was unintentionally exposed. If it is reflective for a long time, the other party will definitely know that it is a decoy.

  The opponent was indeed deceived, and a shot was fired at the reflective part of the dagger. The time was short, and Wang Yuan saw that when he looked at the position where the bullet was shot out, he decisively opened fire, and not far away, yellow smoke rose. The "Hunting Dog" team leader - the opponent's sniper had already been "killed". Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuan Shuai shouted loudly and rushed forward, Yang Zhongliang and Li Nan supported Zhang Qipeng to run quickly, Wang Yuan covered them, and Yuan Shuai flew towards the marsh.

  Of course, he wasn't running for himself, but to divert the enemy's attention and buy them time. Gunfire kept ringing out, a laser beam flashed past their side, only invisible in daylight. Yuan Shuai dodged and weaved, as agile as a cat, no, even faster than a cat. 50 meters, less than ten seconds, he had already charged into the marsh.

  But unexpectedly, he fell into the enemy's trap again. This was a quicksand pit. As soon as he landed, his body sank in. He didn't dare to move because he knew that the more he moved, the deeper he would sink, and this was what he feared most in the swamp.

  This time, he really was in a precarious situation, and under these circumstances, he had become the living target of the "enemy".

  No, even if the "opponent" didn't move, he would still be doomed. His body slowly sank down, and the mud had already risen above his chest. He gradually felt suffocated in his chest. Breathing was difficult, yes, he was about to withdraw from the competition. This was the rule of the exercise, when he had lost his combat effectiveness, the exercise department would declare him out of the competition.

  Exercise command post, Jiang Qingbo and the army commander looked at the screen, watching Yuan Shuai get stuck in the swamp, their faces were solemn, shaking their heads regretfully. He was one of their best team members. Because of this unexpected event, they had to withdraw from the competition.

  An 81-barrel slowly aimed at him, a dozen meters away, even with his eyes closed, he could "kill" him. But Liu Yifeng, a soldier of the Special Forces Brigade (hunting dog), was like a cat catching a mouse, slowly aiming, slowly pulling the trigger.

  Wang Yuansaw that they saw Yuan Shuai deeply trapped in the swamp but had no solution, and could only rush over as quickly as possible. Zhang Qipeng was already unconscious, and supporting him made it impossible to run fast. Yang Zhongliang shouted at Wang Yuansaw not to care about them and to save Yuan Shuai first. But before Wang Yuansaw could react, the enemy's gunfire had already sounded. They closed their eyes in pain, and one of the most promising special warfare soldiers on "Thunderbolt" was thus eliminated.

  But when they opened their eyes, they didn't find the familiar yellow smoke. What's going on? Everyone was puzzled, at such a close distance, even someone who had never held a gun before couldn't miss.

  Just as Liu Yifeng pulled the trigger, Yuan Shuai threw out the dagger in his hand, which happened to fly into his wrist. He trembled and the gun went off target.