"Brother, I'm sorry."

Almost the moment the three stupid soldiers turned around, Zhao Yongqi had already rushed over. He kicked the man's rifle on the left, and then punched the other man's wrist holding the gun. The empty hand almost raised the last man's muzzle at the same time.

He twisted his backhand and pulled the last man's rifle into his hand. Zhao Yongqi smiled and said to the three stupid soldiers who were silly: "Then, it's better to talk about this kind of thing in advance, otherwise someone will die."

As he said that, Zhao Yongqi skillfully removed the magazine and waved it at the three of them. Sure enough, the magazine was filled with training bullets painted red with shells.

The soldier in the lead had a bitter face and simply sat down, sat cross-legged, rubbed his wrist and said, "The three of us died so quickly. When we go back, we will be tortured to death by the company commander!"

"My grass, when did a special force come?" Another soldier looked at Zhao Yongqi resentfully.

Finally, the soldier looked at Xiaotian who was still taking pictures, and complained: "It was the company commander who said that he could not move when he met a cameraman, otherwise he would knock you down from the beginning."

"Haha, Brother Tian, ​​it seems that you have more face than me." Zhao Yongqi patted Xiaotian's shoulder with a smile, making the latter giggle.

Zhao Yongqi, who had squatted down, smiled and said to the three soldiers: "It's time to interrogate now. Which unit are you from? How many people have come? What's the purpose?"

The soldier was straightforward and said bluntly without saying a word: "We are from the 1st Battalion and 2nd Company of the Mechanized Infantry Regiment. Thirty-six people came to occupy the arsenal. All the members were killed, captured or retreated, or opened the arsenal gate and the exercise was over."

"How to determine the death of the enemy?" Zhao Yongqi fiddled with the magazine curiously, dug out a few bullets inside and looked around for a long time, and found that it was different from the fake bullets he had contacted before.

Among the soldiers from the military supplies who had come back to the next door, a man walked out and squatted to him, holding the bullet and said, "Brother Xiao Qi, these are soft-warp paintballs. They can hit fifty meters, but they are actually new paintballs. We are still thinking, this morning, I gave us two paintballs with magazines for no reason, and everyone is still guessing if there is an exercise, but it is indeed here!"

"So that's how it is." Zhao Yongqi nodded, pointed to the two rifles that were kicked into the corner, and said with a smile: "I'll join in the fun, you guys are optimistic about these three prisoners."

After the words finished, without waiting for the other people to react, he leaned over and reached the door, looked around and looked around, and half-squatted like a cheetah and jumped out.

At this moment, even half of the figure near the Military Control Office could not be seen. Although it was daytime, it was as quiet as a tomb. Hiding behind a green flower bed and observing for a long time, Zhao Yongqi determined that he probably all the "enemy" went to the arsenal behind.

After thinking about it, he determined the direction and walked around from the left toward the arsenal. Soon, two figures appeared within Zhao Yongqi's line of sight.

When Zhao Yongqi saw that they held the assault rifle flat in front of their bodies and looked alert, he knew that these two people must be the so-called "enemy troops". If they were normal sentries, they would not usually use the posture of a flat-end rifle.

Without thinking much, he raised the rifle in his hand and aimed the muzzle at the chest of the two. After thinking about it, he moved the muzzle down to his abdomen. Zhao Yongqi, who used this weapon for the first time, was not sure how powerful the paintball was. He didn't want to really hurt these people.

Pulling the trigger slightly, apart from the slight burst of gunpowder, there is no sound at all, and it is even more effective than a muffler.

Almost at the same time, a colorful mass of water marks burst out on the abdomen of the two soldiers. The two soldiers looked at their abdomen in shock, and then they saw a guy with a cat waist flashing out of the corner that he had never noticed. A few seconds later, a guy carrying a camera followed him out.

The two soldiers watched the guy slip past them speechlessly as if no one was around, and finally they could only smile bitterly and sit on the ground.

"Fixed" the two soldiers, Zhao Yongqi touched forward for a while, hid his body in the corner again and observed, muttering: "I know it's fake, but I'm really nervous, and I feel a bit like Rambo."

Licking his lips, Zhao Yongqi's eagle eye swept across the direction of the main entrance of the arsenal and chanted: "One, two... seven, eight... sixteen... there are only sixteen, this number is not right." As if he suddenly remembered something, Zhao Yongqi fell directly to the ground, face up, moved little by little to the eaves, and glanced upwards, then retracted his head.

After retreating to Xiaotian, Zhao Yongqi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I didn't really treat myself as Rambo. If I rushed out, I would definitely be able to eat a gun. There is a sniper on the house!"

He waved to Xiaotian and told him not to follow him too closely. Zhao Yongqi retreated to the place where he had killed two soldiers, stood up straight, looked around for a long time, and confirmed that the house in front of him was only three-story high, without any back door.

After thinking about it, he hung the rifle on his back, Zhao Yongqi found a water pipe outside the wall, and crawled up like a monkey.

Xiaotian was anxious when he saw it! Damn, you climbed up, where is me? Xiaotian looked at Zhao Yongqi, who had been climbed halfway, and stopped hiding. He signaled to another camera to keep him. He simply stood up, carried the camera and rushed towards the main entrance of the house with panting.

Sure enough, carrying the camera was like wearing an invisible jacket. No matter who saw him, he watched him run away speechlessly, and rushed into the house from the opposite side of the arsenal, under the gaze of dozens of soldiers.

However, Xiaotian was also smart and did not ruin Zhao Yongqi's good things. He ran all the way and shouted: "Shot, shoot, find a high point."

Among the "rebels" opposite, those who looked like commanders nodded at him, smiled and gave him a thumbs up, expressing their admiration for his professionalism.

Wiping the shouting on his head, rushing to the roof in three steps and two steps. Before opening the rooftop door, Xiaotian shouted: "Shot, shoot!"

It was because of this voice that the moment he opened the door, he was not kicked out by the enemy soldiers who had already heard the movement.

Xiaotian had just rushed to the rooftop and straightened the camera on his shoulder. A black shadow flipped over the rooftop. Without saying a word, he raised his rifle and shot a series of dots, killing two snipers and lookouts who were ambushing the rooftop like they came out of a large dyeing vat.

The two stunned enemy troops trembled for a long time before shaking their clothes, pointing at Xiaotian with a bitter face and saying, "Is this considered interference?"

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Chapter completed!