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The moonlight is bright!

Fugui looked at the full moon in the sky and felt extremely sad. The bright moonlight had evoked his countless lingering memories. In those sleepless nights, a gentle moonlight accompanied him, making sweet dreams. Now it is another full moon night, accompanied by a dress of military uniform and a cold steel gun.

The night is full of regret and longing, only the steel gun under the moonlight emits a faint cold light.

After a long wait, I was so depressed that I could hardly breathe. When the last light in the village went out, the entire mountain village fell into a hazy mystery.

Fugui looked at his watch and it was almost twelve o'clock, but the village was still silent, with only the cold breeze blowing, making the dry grass beside him rustling.

He felt a little tired, so he slightly adjusted his posture and watched the movements around him with his breathing alertly.

He knew that his opponent was some specially trained bandits, and any disturbance could disturb them and completely disrupt their ambush plans. Now, it is a test of their endurance and resilience. Whoever has the endurance can take the initiative in a while of action.

Fugui raised his gun and checked the hazy village from the sight. This village is relatively scattered. In the center of this village, there is a two-story building surrounded by an open land. It should be the commanding heights of the village and the best sniper point, which is the position he must seize after the operation begins.

Zhang Chengliang beside him stabbed him and asked quietly: "Fugui, do you think they will come again?"

Fugui turned his head and saw his forehead sweating with relish, and patted him to show comfort: "Are you nervous? Relax."

Liming has been using a telescope to check the movements in the village. When he heard Zhang Chengliang's words, he turned around and smiled slightly at Zhang Chengliang: "Don't be nervous, I'll be with me later. When the task is completed, I will give you an idea to let your female classmate be wholeheartedly happy to you."

Zhang Chengliang turned over, lay on the grass, pinched a piece of grass in his mouth and chewed it, silently looking at the moon in the sky, as if thinking about his thoughts.

Liming looked at the watch: "Fugui, you go into the village and find a commanding height. When we attack later, your mission is to knock out their snipers and cooperate with our actions. Do you understand?"

Fugui nodded, walked a few steps with his waist, then turned around and told Zhang Chengliang: "Ryozi, you must relax and never be nervous."

It was very smooth to enter the village. Fugui hid in a corner and checked the movements in the village. There was no movement except for the occasional barking of dogs and the commotion of cattle and sheep in the wooden fences near the village.

He touched the building and turned around, but couldn't find a ladder to get to the building. Fortunately, there was a chimney in the northeast corner of the building. He untied the rope from his waist, pulled a cover, threw it up hard, and threw it five or six times before the rope was wrapped around the chimney. He pulled it hard, very firmly. He climbed up along the rope. As soon as he put it away, Dawn's joyful voice came from his headset: "Zhanhu, pay attention, the target appears."

Sure enough, there was a faint sound of horse hooves outside the village. After a while, the chaotic sound of horse hooves came from afar and stopped until the open ground below the building. Fugui leaned his head and looked at the people tied the horses to the tree next to him, standing there as if waiting for people. Then, the lights of a low house not far from the building turned on, and a man opened the door and spoke to them in a gurgling manner.

Not long after, a few lights flashed in the dense woods behind the village, accompanied by dull motor sounds. After a while, as the light approached, two cars parked beside them and jumped seven or eight people from the car.

With the light, Fugui saw the man who got off the passenger seat of the first car from the sight. He was wearing a windbreaker and his collar was flipped over, almost covering most of his face. He wore glasses and looked very familiar. Fugui carefully confirmed that it was him! It was the person in the photo!

Fugui adjusted his sight and was about to shoot, but when the man got off the car, the people gathered up, and then the headlights suddenly turned off. Fugui couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The man said something and walked towards the house with lights on. Many people surrounded him and had no chance to start. A very burly man next to him waved his hand, and three or four people were scattered in the darkness.
Chapter completed!