Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

The receiver seat was the entrance to the heavy machine gun’s ammunition belt. If this spot was destroyed, the entire heavy machine gun would become a piece of decoration. There was no way to complete high-speed firing with the ammunition belt.

The angle made it very difficult to shoot. Ye Jian adjusted her aim again. Distance, wind speed, gear number… Ye Jian had already started calculating quickly. When her gaze suddenly became firm, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

The third bullet rang out. She completed her shooting at an altitude higher than sea level.

Bang! Bang! The heavy machine gun was destroyed by a bullet. The spring and axle of the machine gun were destroyed. It could no longer be fixed.

Ye Jian had already come down from the tree. She didn’t continue hiding in the tree. Her comrades had already rushed over. It was her turn.

Ye Jian, who rushed out like a monkey, said, ”After everything is over, carry the goods into the camp. I saw a few ammunition boxes. There are probably many bullet belts inside. Keep the guns and bullets. If there’s trouble in the future, we’ll have heavy weapons to hold the line.”

It was too simple to only have a 95 rifle!

It was fine if they didn’t have heavy weapons, but why didn’t they even have grenades?

She didn’t believe that there weren’t any lethal weapons in the peacekeeping camps of the other countries.

She was in charge of the right flank assault. She held her gun and spoke as she walked. The water ghosts, who had already killed their way in, somehow relaxed. They only relaxed a little, and they didn’t dare to underestimate this group of people.

Which countries were supporting the illegal militants in Libya? Where did their firearms come from? Actually, every country more or less knew about it. But so what if they knew?

Without evidence, the arms trade was free. So what if it was illegal?

Since there was support behind the illegal militants, the water ghosts couldn’t be careless. They couldn’t let anyone know why they were here or what they were going to do next. Everything was confidential. Secret operations were one level lower than top secrets.

The bullets whizzed past. Some hit the enemy’s vital points accurately, some avoided their vital points and hit other parts, and some flew away and landed somewhere. The water ghosts, who were in their first combat, were excited. Bullets were flying everywhere, but their eyes were frighteningly bright.

The water ghosts who attacked from the back had the advantage. The first round of attacks instantly knocked the other party down. They aimed for the first round of clearing because the first round of clearing usually had the most casualties.

When the enemy reacted, it was already the second round of clearing.

The enemy’s casualties would be lowered in the second round of clearing, and their own casualties would be increased. The risk of death would be greater than the first round.

Big Eel, who was in charge of the assault on the right flank, suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit by a high-voltage heavy weapon. He fell back uncontrollably. At that moment, his chest hurt so much that it felt as if it had been crushed by the wheels of a car. He lost his heart rhythm, and his blood pressure soared. Even his vision turned black.

He had been hit by a bullet.

Big Eel, whose vision was turning black, was dragged to safety by his comrades who rushed up behind him. Amidst the buzzing in his ears, he heard his comrades’ voices. ”Damn it! You didn’t make a sound!”

Then, Big Eel’s comrades touched his chest and he felt as if he had been run over by a car. Just as Big Eel was about to say something, he heard his comrades say fiercely, ”F*ck, he’s not dead! He’s not injured!”