Chapter 7: Undefeated Battle Soul

As a sniper, his perspective on the squad leader was slightly different from others'. Due to his profession, he would instinctively list any person or object as his imaginary enemy, constantly calculating in his mind what method he should use to hit the target. Without such exceptional talent and passion, one is not qualified to be a top-notch sniper.
Whether running, shooting, or rolling, the squad leader constantly changes his body angle and trajectory. Every movement between his movements takes no more than 0.7 seconds. When performing the most difficult roll and dodging with his whole body, he can even adjust his center of gravity and perform two fake moves in just 0.5 seconds! In other words, even if you bring in a world-class sniper, you can only shake your head and smile wryly at this scene!
Rolling into a well-visibly hidden spot, the squad leader stretched out and half-knelt to his feet. He raised the Type 85 automatic rifle and pulled the trigger.
"Smack!"
In the sky, the celestial maiden was already in a 'scattering flowers' state, flying in all directions. The largest one was smashed mid-air by him with a single spear. The squad leader's face was dark as water. He quickly turned the gun with such smooth movements it sent chills down the spine. Before his eyes, the caliper, and the stones in the sky had yet reached the three-point alignment, he pulled the trigger again.
A rain of rubble began to fall from the sky, and all around was silent.
The squad leader walked up to the armed police soldier and said, "Tell me, what did you see, what did you remember?" ”
The soldier was truly stunned. What was he looking at? What did he remember?
He saw the class monitor's terrifying explosive power like a cheetah, his nearly perfect military dodges and attacks, and his fluid and effortless shots, more precise than any film or TV star in the world......
The soldier's mouth dropped open because he suddenly realized he hadn't noticed how the squad leader locked onto the target, or what move he used to raise the Type 85 automatic rifle in his hand! Like everyone else, he was involuntarily drawn to the squad leader's movements and the killing intent unique to iron-blooded soldiers, completely overlooking the most important points to watch out for when facing the enemy on the battlefield!
"What I'm teaching you isn't how to raise a gun. If you want to achieve a perfect accuracy of shooting, you can only practice hard year after day on the training ground, year after year, with no shortcuts or other techniques!" The class monitor stared at the child before him and said in a deep voice, "What I want you to remember is my aura!" This is a kind of penetrating power that erupts on the battlefield after having absolute trust in one's own military technology! Only soldiers with this temperament truly understand the essence of mobile assault warfare: moving at high speed to maintain mobility, shooting down any suspicious target, and making no mistakes or accidentally harming others! ”
Patting the soldier, the squad leader said gently, "If you train hard and master the essence of this assault tactic, even though you're still no match for Zhao Haiping in two years, at least when you encounter such an opponent in jungle or mountain battles, you'll have a chance to fight him to the death!" ”
Facing the squad leader's encouraging gaze, the soldier felt a burning flame in his chest ignite wildly! He looked at the soldier before him with the most respectful eyes, desperately engraving this man deep into his heart, because in his heart there was a realization: this squad leader had already represented the pinnacle of the world!
The world's most elite soldier—what a dazzling honor!
In the end, the squad leader still didn't take the bulletproof vest, helmet, or the small Buddha statue from the soldier's hand. In a battle between soldiers of their level, the bulletproof vest and helmet would only become a burden. As for the talisman...... They would rather trust the weapons in their own hands and the iron-blooded will forged through countless trials and battlefields!
Staring at the squad leader's broad figure, even he himself didn't know why. Suddenly, he shouted, "I will work hard. I will definitely become an outstanding professional soldier like you!" ”
The class monitor didn't turn around and asked, "What's your name?" ”
"Xiao Zhen!"
"Alright, I'll remember your name!" As long as you put your heart into it, anyone has a chance to succeed! The squad leader smiled proudly and said, "I like the fighting spirit you have and the sincerity and care among comrades. Remember, keep this spirit and care alive, because this is the unique undefeated spirit of Chinese soldiers!" ”
Watching the squad leader stride into the mountains, Xiao Zhen bit his lip hard. He took a deep breath and gave the squad leader's back a sincere salute to a soldier's departing figure!
Raising their right hands together with Xiao Zhen were all the soldiers present!
Unlike those armed police who ventured deep into the mountains to search for Zhao Haiping, the squad leader didn't have to spend their energy hiding in cover at the sight of cover. For a special operations expert skilled at laying traps, these theoretically best concealed spots were practically the top choice for setting traps.
A camouflaged triprope was placed five centimeters above the ground. The squad leader's foot stepped over the rope, and just as it was about to land on a thin layer of fallen leaves, the squad leader's foot suddenly froze in midair. He stared at the thin leaf before him, thought for a moment, then stepped directly onto the landmine triprope and crouched down.
He stomped the triprope deep into the soil with his foot, but there was no reaction. In fact, Zhao Haiping had only spent one night, and it was impossible for him to create many landmines. The combination of real and illusion was undoubtedly a psychological tactic he had to use. The squad leader gently brushed aside a few fallen leaves, picking up a plastic bag filled with gasoline underneath, which would surely break with a single step.
Two sheets of filter paper that only exist in chemistry labs were glued to the plastic bag with clear tape. The squad leader carefully tore off the filter paper, casually tossed the bag to the ground, and added another kick on it. (Note: If you dissolve potassium chloride or sugar with alcohol, soak filter paper in it, and then let it dry, once the filter paper comes into contact with gasoline mixed with sulfuric acid, it will burn and explode.) This is considered a fundamental landmine, but on the battlefield, it is impossible to guard against. Metal detectors couldn't detect such landmines. If you step on them and react even slower, your thigh would be burned like a roasted chicken leg. ）
As he stepped through a thicket, there was a sudden "whoosh" sound. A branch as thick as an egg, bent under someone's force, suddenly sprang up from the bushes. At the moment the branch sprang up, the squad leader waved his left hand, and a pale blue blade flashed through the air. The bottle tied to the tip of the branch was sliced off by his knife.
The mouth of the bottle, cut off from the gasoline inside, rolled in the air, and in vain it spewed a tongue of fire mixed with white smoke.
The squad leader carefully dug out a homemade landmine from the ground, but he didn't rush to pick up the beer bottle. Instead, he dodged the bottle with his knife and tried to probe downward. Sure enough, his knife stabbed another hard object. Place another mine beneath one mine. Once the engineer removes the mine above, thinking everything is fine, grabbing the mine and lifting it, the mine below will be detonated.
After cutting the fuse between the two mines, the squad leader continued digging. After digging through all the soil around the second mine, he used his military knife to probe downward. With an expression of "just as expected," he began lining up the third mine.
There is an old Chinese saying: 'Once and twice, not three or four times.' The class monitor said softly, "Brother, my motto is: either don't do it, or if you do, do it ruthlessly and thick-skinned. Zhao Haiping, if you haven't planted a fourth landmine, you're not worthy of being my apprentice!" ”
But the class monitor managed to dig out five bottles of varying sizes from a pit. The class monitor nodded in satisfaction. This is what shameless perversion can be called a masterful 'mother-child landmine' that specifically tests the limits of human psychological weakness!
The class monitor advanced slowly while wildly destroying the sinister mines laid by Zhao Haiping.
Jump mines, tripping mines, flying mines, pedal mines, chain mines, mother-child mines...... Wherever the squad leader passed, there were glass bottles he had smashed everywhere.
The squad leader suddenly paused slightly. The Type 85 automatic rifle in his hand was still casually slung over his shoulder, but no one knew how long it would take him to swing the rifle from his shoulder and aim at the target and fire. He stared at a bush over a hundred meters away and said coldly, "Zhao Haiping, get out here!" Aren't you supposed to be a hero? What kind of hero is hiding your head?! ”