Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

Although this was just a delaying move, they were all sure that doing so would lead to their being exposed.

I just don’t know how the Yemeni rebels will react when they find out something is not right.

However, this is not what they need to consider. Let those who are good at the higher-level political and psychological games handle it.

Even if the sky falls, the tallest person will be the first to suffer.

Compared with the futile efforts of Luhui and Fei Niao, Raphael and Lingyin practiced shooting at wild flying targets every morning at a position 200 meters away from the shooting range.

The target is made of asphalt and lime powder, similar in shape and size to an inverted saucer, and is tied to a white human-like target.

This was not difficult for Raphael and Suzune.

When the 6.8mm bullet penetrates the bullseye, the clay target will be ejected into the mud.

After the warm-up match, they started shooting at unknown distances. The most difficult part of shooting at unknown distances is that shooters cannot use laser rangefinders.

After the target appears, the first thing to do is to confirm whether it is a friend or foe. Before the target disappears from sight, you must identify the enemy and hit them.

In oblique range shooting, you have to shoot downwards from a high place on a building - this is very different from the distance measurement of other shooting.

This went on for two days, and the GRS armed personnel who had been watching the show from the sidelines couldn't help but get itchy and decided to join in.

Warm-up training turned into a skills competition. Although the daily activities were fixed, people’s states were not fixed.

The loser must buy a case of beer for everyone.

But this gives rise to a difficult problem that is not challenging under existing conditions.

So, someone had a sudden idea and got materials from the engineering team, and built a simple four-story building with the materials.

Rafael estimated that the work on this building alone could benefit a lot of people. After all, everyone has a roof that needs repair.

The "competition" officially began the day after the handicraft building was built.

Under standard circumstances, participating shooters must rush from the IP starting position to a designated location in the small building, establish a sniper hiding place, and then shoot.

Moreover, the competition system has changed from a single-player skill competition to a two-player hunting competition with a mission background setting.

Lingyin rushed to the third floor with her XM7 and set up a hiding place.

Raphael followed closely behind, using the cover position established by the bell to set up his weapons, adjusting his stance within a few seconds, and then shutting off his breathing cycle as if cheating.

Then, she interrupted the threads of thinking about other things one by one, just like humans do - more brutally and simply, and achieved a state of "clear mind, no distractions, and full concentration".

Raphael aimed at several human-shaped targets that suddenly rose up in the distance of the shooting range. Not all of them were armed.

Visually measure the distance, identify the threat, pull the trigger to shoot, and hit the target with one shot.

The range of long-range shooting is 500~700 meters from the target.

Few people can accomplish this task, after all, the weapons restrictions are semi-automatic or fully automatic weapons, not bolt-action rifles specifically designed for long-range attacks.

So, in the end, the teams that came to participate in the competition became the Green Berets, Rangers, Engineers and Tactical Dolls.

No one is invincible. Even a tactical humanoid that can interrupt threads and shut down body function modules can still have bullets fly away.

Although much of the credit was due to the influence of natural winds, with the sudden increase in crosswinds being the culprit, some still thought Raphael was showing off.

The shooters who actually participated in the "competition" knew very well that although this guy looked small, his condition was more stable than anyone else, and his stability was terrifying.

But then again, it is always better to make a mistake in practice than in real combat.

You can learn and draw lessons from mistakes you make during training, but making mistakes in actual combat may cost you your life.

For many here, the next shot will be on the battlefield.

……

Monday, October 4.

In an unknown desert outside the city of Sara, Raphael was walking aimlessly with his three little tails.

After being deployed here, they finally received their first mission: to capture a man named Mohammed Farah.

The intelligence agent who briefed them did not reveal a single detail about this person's identity or what he had done.

It was exactly the same pattern as what Sergeant Christensen had said the day before departure, and they were not even willing to make any "improvements" for it.

However, Luhui was very resourceful. He did some DIY on a key-operated feature phone that he accidentally found while out on patrol, and turned it into a wireless router with an upstream and downstream bandwidth of only 150Kbps.

Raphael took great pains to find a few words about this person from the server history files of an anonymous forum.

As long as the Internet speed is slow enough, no matter how skilled the hacker is, it will be difficult to succeed.

Farah received higher education in Germany and holds a master's degree in economics. He then returned to Yemen and worked in a foreign trade company.

For unknown reasons, he was recruited by the Yemeni military and after joining the army, he was gradually promoted to the rank of captain.

But this is where the official resume file of this person ends, and no one knows what he did after he was promoted to captain.

The historical documents on the anonymous board show that he was a Quaker who believed in Allah and was a sympathizer of the Norwegian royal family. He was likely associated with a royalist force that extremely hated the reds.

However, most of the commentators on the post believed that the news was not credible.

Although the movement is often considered a Christian denomination, not all Quakers consider themselves Christians.

It is just that historically there has been a large Christian component to the movement that some people would rather consider themselves as ordinary religious members. Tolerance is one of the Quaker way of life, so Quakers are willing to learn from all other faiths and churches.

As to why the CIA wanted to arrest this person, the remaining information did not provide an answer.

It was not until she saw the new message received by the tactical terminal that Raphael suddenly realized that this person had nothing to do with the chaos in Sana'a, but was deeply related to the CIA's "black activities".

To be precise, a certain CIA business in the Middle East is facing severe challenges due to the emergence of Farah.

Based on this premise, the CIA's top brass, who received accurate intelligence, decided to immediately hold a friendly meeting with his relatives and friends.

The two sides had a full exchange of views and frank communications, but CIA officials expressed regret that the negotiations were unsuccessful.

They cannot ignore the serious situation they are facing.

It is true that we cannot ignore it. The humanoid team did not receive any proper mission, but instead became their thugs.

It was obvious that Farah was a drug lord in Yemen and had a conflict with the CIA in terms of business. But there was another reason why the CIA decided to take action: he managed to kill two DEA agents.

The two were dismembered, skinned and eviscerated in tribal ritual as a sign of celebration.

Now the DEA is involved.

The intelligence Raphael received came from the DEA, not the CIA, which was always secretive. In their view, this matter had reached the point where revenge was necessary.

Just like what happened in Bolivia, if a DEA agent died, then all the bastards who led this matter and the huge sales network behind them would have to die!

However, the final outcome made the DEA furious - the leader of Bolivia's largest drug trafficking organization turned out to be a "tainted witness" of the CIA.

In their words, it is a valuable intelligence asset.

Yes, from a certain perspective they are indeed intelligence assets, but the intelligence they spew out is mostly information about their “opponents.”

So, two years later, maybe even less than two years, Bolivia's drug industry became active again.

So, this time, the DEA intelligence personnel directly sent all the information they had, trying to remind Rafael, who was in charge of the execution, to kill Farah on the spot to prevent him from becoming the second "tainted witness."

Raphael and Lingyin had no intention of refusing such a request.

Although not human, some things are almost consistent with the common sense and views of ordinary people.

"We have arrived at the last waypoint." Lu Hui took out a compass and a map, compared the surrounding environment and said, "After we climb over the hill in front, we will see Farah's camp."

The vertical height of the hill in front does not exceed 60 meters. Although the altitude is not clear, it is not difficult for them to climb.

Fortunately, the mountain is not completely bare, there are still many tenacious wilderness plants surviving.

The small town at the foot of the mountain is not very prosperous. The sunshine and war have obscured most of its colors.

The spire of the temple radiates golden light in the sun, standing out among the other dilapidated buildings.

Many buildings in the town were destroyed, and people lived in ugly houses built temporarily out of mud. The maze-like streets were littered with garbage that came from nowhere but was always increasing.

Broken concrete blocks, twisted metal branches, piles of garbage, charred car shells, and occasional guards patrolling with guns.

From time to time, flames would burst out from the garbage mountains, metal barrels and scrapped tires, looking like will-o'-the-wisp fire from hell.

According to intelligence provided by the CIA, Farah will drive into the town from the road on the right side around 3 p.m. today.

If they could seize the opportunity, the sniper team should kill both leaders at the same time as he got out of the car to engage another force.

However, the humanoid team must not open fire at will, as their people are inside.

While waiting, the mission commander conducted a new briefing online to inform them of the espionage activities.

It can be said that if there are no people brave enough to sneak into the enemy camp to conduct reconnaissance activities, those who specialize in intelligence analysis will be worthless.

People can see and hear things that technology cannot discover, and can extract useful information from long texts for processing.

Chapter 147 Resurrection of the Dead

The midday sun scorched the land mercilessly, and the world near the ground in the distance looked as if it was distorted.

Although the position chosen by Raphael was not high, it was just enough to cover the figures of the two people.

Even if someone looked at this wasteland, they would not notice anything unusual.

"It's almost time. Any news about the convoy?" Raphael asked.

"On the way, estimated arrival time 19 minutes, a total of 4 vehicles, including 1 small pickup truck."

"Something."

"This is how big shots travel. We need to understand their need for 'status'. Safety is not that important sometimes."

Lingyin rummaged in her bag and pulled out two MRE rations.

"I'm a little hungry, do you want any?"

“MRE, what if I don’t want to eat it?”

"Then there's nothing to eat."

Lingyin stuffed the rations into Raphael's hands, tore open the bag of her own portion, and ate the pound cake that came with the meal directly, then threw away the "Charms" fruit candy.

Even dogs won't eat this.

Just five minutes before the convoy was due to arrive, the frequency of radio calls with the humanoid team in the rear suddenly increased.

Most of them were to confirm the situation and check communications, but in fact the person who sent them out was nervous. He wanted to be more sure of the shooter's condition and try to kill him with one shot.

"coming,"

Lingyin said. She put down the half-eaten macaroni and fiddled with the special equipment for the observer to calculate the data Raphael needed.

Listening to the various data reported by the bell, Raphael's handwheel made slight clicking sounds as it rotated.

"Two SUVs, a pickup truck, and an armed pickup truck were coming from the east."

Raphael saw two new-looking white SUVs in the lead, driving at high speed on the dirt road leading to the town.

Garbage can be seen everywhere on the roadside leading to the town - broken tires, concrete blocks with exposed steel bars, scrapped Toyotas that were burned to the point of leaving only their skeletons, and hungry and emaciated stray dogs.

Behind them, there was a small truck carrying goods. It looked very slow and every shake was particularly significant.

The last one is a pickup truck. It looks so shabby that it seems like a miracle that it is still running.

The open cargo box was filled with people, all of them were Yemeni youths with shaved beards and holding AK rifles.

These people are paramilitary guerrilla fighters who have caused trouble for the Yemeni military many times during the civil war and even thwarted the military's offensive.

At the beginning of the rebellion, senior commanders of the Yemeni military were only concerned with engaging the main force of the rebels and annihilating the enemy in large numbers.

But half a month later, the generals who had suffered a great loss realized that their most dangerous opponents were these guerrillas who had been trained in guerrilla warfare.

"The convoy has stopped." Lingyin said, "The target has been found."

"Found the target, he is there."

"Yes, Farah, go ahead. There is no wind now, you can shoot when you are ready, no command is needed."

"Wait...wait a minute!"

Raphael had already placed his index finger on the trigger, and he only needed to move it slightly to fire the bullet.

"Did you see that? The man next to Farah," she said.