“BINGO.”

The long-haired man lying in the ruins was lurking motionlessly, with a two-meter-long super heavy sniper rifle in front of his body, and a wisp of thin white smoke emerged from the muzzle.

The 20MM caliber MAG-FED sniper rifle can cause a one-hit kill effect no matter where the enemy hits. The only difference is probably the completeness of the enemy's corpse.

However, when using this gun, his flexibility will also decrease. So now, his Sri Lankan commando soldiers are lurking nearby, ready to protect their commanders at any time.

"Master, you should change your seat."

The voice of the combat maid sounded from the headphones of the Royal Armor, but the Royal Armor did not adopt her opinion, but continued to stay where she was, pressing a new bullet into the chamber, and putting one eye on the thermal imaging mirror installed on the gun.

Each bullet of this large-caliber sniper rifle is as long as an adult's palm. In fact, 20MM is almost the limit of the caliber of the gun. If the caliber is a little larger, the gun should become a "sniper gun".

"I suppressed the enemy and went up to destroy them." The voice of the royal armor was extremely cold, and it still maintained the character of "cold male god".

Since it is at night, when using thermal imaging mirrors, its accuracy will also decrease. However, the accuracy is now enough to deal with enemies at a distance of one thousand meters.

"Received." The soldiers replied in a low voice.

After these two days of battle, the Sri Lankan special forces soldiers under the Royal Armor finally fully understood the fact that in terms of combat, the commander's ability is stronger than himself.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, after seeing the terrifying fighting style of the long-haired man, they could only convince themselves. However, what scared them even more were the two followers under the commander...

Before the special forces could start, two figures had already killed out. The "fighting maid" in her maid outfits and holding G36 in her arms rushed to the front. Her long hair kept swaying under the night wind, and a trace of moonlight flowed through her slender purple eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Did you get emptied from overwork last night?" The maid who was running wildly did not forget to use throat maid to mock it on the radio channel.

"Get out, Camilla." The man who followed immediately cursed.

This man was wearing a green jungle camouflage top, a black beret, and a serrated "shark" saber in his hand. His face was very serious. Compared to the maid who was out of place on the battlefield, he looked more like a real soldier. But...

"Idiot, can you put your pants on next time you go to the battlefield?" Battle maid Camilla complained coldly.

"What do you know? This is faster..." The soldier wearing only a pair of boxer shorts stepped on two long and muscular legs, held the saber and ran wildly, rushing towards the position where the enemy was lying down.

Now the commander has temporarily suppressed the enemy with a sniper rifle. They just need to rush up and kill those people. Even if the enemy is not solved, as long as they can help the troops behind suppress the enemy, they will be completed!

"Don't quarrel in the channel." Royal Armor whispered the order.

"I understand, master..." Before Camilla finished speaking, a sharp noise suddenly burst out from the cat-ear headphones on her head.

A thud, similar to the high decibel noise of fingernails passing through the blackboard, made the Royal Armor and the soldiers under his command numb. Not only did they appear tinnitus, but even the scene in front of them seemed to have a heavy shadow.

"Damn...is it the damn Special Operations Command again?"

The royal armor was cursing, but noticed several blurred figures in the scope. He was about to aim at the enemy, but the volume of the noise increased again, which made him feel a headache and his body temporarily lost balance. His hand, which was aiming, trembled suddenly, and he was not sure where he was tilted.

"Switch to the alternate channel, hurry up!" Royal Armor roared.

He didn't know how the enemy cracked the encrypted communication channel he used - although the communication device used by the Sri Lankan troops was indeed a little behind, it shouldn't be compromised by the enemy so quickly.

Royal Armor does not know the enemy's identity yet, but after the incident just now, he has realized that the enemy should have an electronic warfare expert. But even so, he is not helpless.

"All members turn off the radio and switch to combat mode."

After yelling at this sentence on the backup channel, the royal armor pulled off its headphones and threw them into the backpack. The soldiers hiding nearby also put away their wireless communication devices.

As the Sri Lankan army, their equipment is naturally not as advanced as the troops of developed countries. Fighting in an environment without radio is common.

Unlike modern elite troops that rely too much on high-tech equipment, this commando from Sri Lanka has a very strong ability to deal with harsh environments. Royal armor and the two followers are experts in this field.

"It is impossible to defeat the 'Royal Armor' by just relying on such small means, friends."

Seeing that the enemy had disappeared from his shooting range, Royal Armor put away his super heavy anti-equipment gun, replaced it with an HK-417 rifle using a 7.62 × 51 mm caliber bullet, stood up and patted the dust stained on his clothes.

Since he could not attack the enemy here, he decided to go into battle himself. But at this moment, a small device in his pocket began to vibrate slightly.

Royal Armor took out a thing similar to an air conditioner remote control from his shirt pocket, and saw a dangerous red light flashing on the small LCD screen above.

"Is there an enemy coming from behind..."

Seeing that the optical detection device he left on the street behind sensed the nearby enemy, the Royal Armor turned around and looked at the dark street behind him. He reached out and pulled down the binocular eyepieces that were placed on his forehead. In the lenses in front of him, a green image of the night vision device suddenly appeared.

"A team follows me, and the others continue to pursue the enemies in the park." Royal armor waved to several soldiers beside them.

As an expert in modern warfare, Royal Armor will not succumb to anyone, and running away is not his fighting style. This proud "gun demon" is confident that he can defeat his opponent head-on even when facing the enemy's two sides!

"No matter who you are...you are already dead now."

The long-haired man leaned against the wall and opened the security of the assault rifle. An unruly smile slowly appeared on the handsome face.
Chapter completed!