In the jungle in the middle of the night, dozens of figures walked silently.

They were fast, but barely making a sound, as if the jumble of branches was automatically making way for them.

They were the Blues who went to attack the Hidden Dragon Training Base, and Dewey was among them.

"It's worthy of being an old hidden dragon, although I'm not young, but my level hasn't fallen at all, and even my skills are better."

Dewey secretly sighed, sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy.

After sneaking through the forest for nearly an hour, and finally came to the periphery of the training base, the earl at the front raised his fist hand.

Brush!

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone was motionless, except for the two mules, who lifted half of their feet, and hung in the air to lift or release.

Dewey looked at his watch, it was exactly half past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the time was calculated too accurately.

The count made a few gestures, and immediately the two teams split up and went to the left and right, they were all snipers, responsible for occupying the high ground.

Then, another team quietly stepped out and cautiously approached the front, while the others stood still and waited.

Ten minutes later, in everyone's headphones, there was a slight knocking sound one after another - the dark whistle was solved.

So fast!

Dewey and the two mules looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Solving the dark whistle in such a short period of time is difficult for ordinary people, but it is nothing for the hidden dragon.

However, in the process of solving the secret whistle, he did not make a single sound, and even if Dewey asked himself, it would be difficult for him to do it.

The Count waved his hand, and the procession continued onward, and soon Dewey saw the subdued sentry squatting on the ground one by one.

Because this is a drill, the so-called solution is not a real kill, but the drill also has the rules of the drill, and there is no need for a referee to decide, and being fatally attacked is equivalent to a dead person, and there can be no more action.

This rule is not only limited to the cadets, but also to the Blues.

Before leaving, the big head also specially instructed that where he was shot, he was injured wherever he was injured, and if he was shot in the right arm, he could only shoot with his left hand, and if he was shot in the thigh, he could only jump on one foot, and if he was shot in the head, he would obediently sit down and wait for the battle to end.

Dewey counted silently all the way, and the nineteen dark sentinels in front and back were all killed in one hit, without alarming anyone.

The reconnaissance team cleared in front, the others followed closely, and it didn't take long to reach the perimeter of the training base.

The Count tapped the microphone a few times to ask if the sniper groups were in position, and soon an echo was heard, and everyone was in position.

He parted his hands, drew a circle in the air, and then closed them in the middle, and the teams immediately entered the training base separately according to the original plan.

The task of the Dewey team is to assault, which sounds simple, but it is not.

The tent layout of the cadets is actually very skillful, no matter which direction they enter the base from, they have to pass through the cadet's camp to reach the headquarters, and once the cadets are alarmed, there will be an immediate battle.

If you choose to take a detour, you can avoid most of it, but it will drag on for a long time.

As the saying goes, once the cadets check the sentry, they will find a problem, and the entire base will be alarmed, and the sneak attack will become a strong attack, which is equivalent to the abandonment of all previous achievements.

So, they can only choose to assault straight in.

Chaos took the lead and led everyone into the training base, and several people walked along the root of the wall along the way, and they also had to pay attention to their feet to prevent those students from planting mines.

There was a patrol in the base, but before they could get closer, they were spotted in advance by the Blues wearing night vision devices, and they took the first step to hide, and waited until they were far away before coming out again.

The team was full of old fritters, even the second mule had experienced several battles, and it didn't take long for them to reach the first row of cadet tents.

Chaos was about to walk around when he suddenly stopped, reached out and clenched his fist backwards, and everyone was hidden in the shadows of the base of the wall.

I saw that the door of the tent was opened, but no one came out, and I waited two minutes before a gun barrel came out of it.

No one moved, and the people inside seemed to think that the outside was safe, so they flashed out from inside.

The cadet dodged out of the tent and immediately crouched down, his assault rifle in his hand following and pointing around.

At this moment, suddenly a black light flew up, and the student looked at his heart, which had a tiny fluorescent dot on it, and then looked at his feet, dropping a dagger.

The dagger was made of rubber and had no lethal power, but according to the rules of the exercise, at this moment he had already been shot and could not die anymore.

He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, put the assault rifle on the ground, walked to the side, unbuckled his trousers, and put the water away.

Only then did Dewey realize that the student had not discovered them, but had gotten up at night and was secretly amused.

These students have been tortured to such an extent that they are so cautious when they get up all night.

No one paid attention to the student, and Chaos walked over and picked up the dagger on the ground.

Arriving at the second tent, Chaos stretched out his finger and flashed his head to the tent, while the others continued to move forward.

In front of the third tent, Chaos pointed to the tent again, and this time Dewey walked over.

It is not their task to eliminate all the cadets along the way, but it is guaranteed to reduce the stress after the operation is exposed.

He didn't rush to push the door, but listened intently, and there was a faint snoring inside.

The trainees trained very hard, and the Blues' sneak attacks were irregular, so it was impossible for them to be on high alert every night, and it wouldn't take long for the whole person to collapse.

Dewey gently pushed the tent door, which closed from the inside, and he took out his dagger, which was a real military dagger, and inserted it along the crack of the door, found the latch and flicked it lightly.

Well?

That's a lot of resistance.

There must be a mechanism in it, and it seems that these cadets learned a lot in the battle, and Dewey didn't exert any more force. Instead, the dagger was gently swiped against the tent.

Through the touch of the dagger, Dewey found a suitable place, and with a slight force on his hand, pierced the tent, and then gently cut it.

The dagger was sharp, Dewey's movements were gentle, and the sound of cutting the tent was minimal, and it never alarmed the students inside.

When the tent was cut open enough to be made large enough, Dewey reached in and gently pulled the trigger on the sleeping cadets.

Burst.

The sound of gunfire passing through the muffler was barely audible, and rubber bullets struck the cadet in the chest, waking him up from his sleep.

He sat up abruptly, subconsciously reached out and grabbed the gun next to his pillow, only to see the barrel of a gun being pulled out of the tent, and put it down in a dejected manner.

Dewey took a few quick steps to catch up with the group in front of him, and the big head had already returned to the team, and he gave him a thumb out - complimenting him on his speed.

Several people alternated assassinations, and they were not found until the middle, but they could only go so far, when the piercing alarm bell suddenly rang.

Bang Bang Bang!

More than a dozen lights were lit at the same time, illuminating every corner of the base, revealing the figure of the Blue Army.

In an instant, the silent base boiled over, and the cadets quickly emerged from their tents, all armed with assault rifles, searching for the enemy.

"Plan number two!"

Chaos whispered, and opened fire at the students in front of him.

Dewey and the others also opened fire, and several people rushed towards the direction of the headquarters while shooting.

In Option One, the Dewey team carried out the task of assault headquarters, but if the cadets detected it in advance, they turned to attracting fire and covering the others to complete the mission.

A few of the students in the vicinity were shot by them and lost their combat effectiveness, but more students in the distance swarmed and suppressed them when they were far away.

But as a commando, Dewey not only brought assault rifles, but also squad machine guns.

The second mule and the big head picked up the machine guns and fired wildly at the cadets, and immediately there was a cry of pain - even if they used rubber bullets, they would hurt when fired from the machine guns.

Like a sharp knife, the five men covered each other and charged towards the headquarters, while in several other directions, several more teams were also charging.

The trainees still had a strong will to fight, and quickly gathered together to block the blue army.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, the roar of sniper rifles rang out, sniping several students in a row, and the other commanders immediately hidden, but the sniper rifles continued to harvest the lives of the students.

Several assault teams are also showing their might, grenades, grenades, and rockets are all used, turning the entire base into a pot of porridge.

Fortunately, all these weapons are not lethal exercise shells, otherwise I don't know how many students would have died in this battle.

"Position five, focus on blocking!"

A voice suddenly sounded over the base, it was the loudspeaker of the headquarters, but it was not the instructor who commanded, but the trainees themselves.

In the fifth direction, it was Dewey and them, and the students immediately focused on them.

Although Dewey's five men were brave and tenacious, the tigers could not stand the wolves, and their two fists were invincible to four hands, and they were finally annihilated.

As if they were deliberately venting their anger, the students fired bullets at them without fatality, and several of them were beaten into a sieve.

"! These bunnies! ”

The big head laughed and scolded, but he didn't care, threw the gun to the ground, and lay down directly.

Dewey and the others did the same, falling to the ground one by one and pretending to be dead, and the students could not do anything more, so they ran over and handed over their machine guns, and made faces at them.

"Support Position Three!"

The sound of command came again from the speaker, and the students immediately rushed to the third position, and Dewey and the others sat up with a smile.

"Haha, this class of students can't do it, we were going to whip the corpse in the first place." The bayonet laughed.

"It's not that no, it's that they had a whip corpse before, but they were blown up and killed." Big Head explained with a smile.

"Damn, you're too dark." said the bayonet.

"But they really can't, they just left, and they didn't send a few people to stay." Chaos laughed.

In the distance, two figures sped along the wall, waving at Dewey as they passed, and then into the darkness.

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