Special Forces: Draw Swallows and Double Eagles, and Use Gun Fighting Skills to Torture Lao Gao

Before the gunfire fell, the Blue Army's ambush circle was exposed. Yan Xiaofei, who jumped out of the car early, set up his gun two kilometers away. He halved the eye-to-eye distance and cooperated with the gun fighting skills. The ballistic trajectory drew an arc that went against common sense. All members of the Gray Wolf team were killed within twenty-three seconds. This is not an exercise, it is a one-sided hunt. The tactics that Lang Ya was proud of were useless in front of him. Kotou Laogao urgently adjusted his deployment, and Coyote brought three sniper rifles to set up an ambush in the upper ridge. But gunfire suddenly came from the direction of the diagonal wind outlet. Yan Xiaofei, who should have gone straight to the headquarters, deviated from all predicted routes. Where does he want to hit? Should we continue to harvest the elite players from the outside, or should we bypass the blockade and go straight to the heart of the Blues? Every choice drags Wolf Fang deeper into passivity. Chen Pai, Xiao Zhuang, Lao Pao, and Xi Wa have already been inserted from the two wings. They are no longer the recruits a month ago. The focus they have developed over a few meters and the foundation laid by their daily extreme physical fitness are all waiting for the first round of firing. Yan Xiaofei's only order is: disrupt them, don't fight forcefully. The real main force is always hidden in a direction that no one can guess. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.