I love you, I won't kill you

When Amanda mentioned this past when she was a child, Elena couldn't help but bumped her with the butt of the carbine, "Hehe, how did God create you? Well, let me guess, who imitated you?" Made it look like?"

"Not in your likeness anyway. Are you still a Marine, Private Huffman?"

"Of course I am. But I'm not like you. Is my Princess Private McLaren?"

Chatting on the go, there is already a considerable distance from the parking lot in the open space outside the forest.Amanda is holding the Marine Corps' unique M40A3 sniper rifle, which can shoot 1000mm bullets into any target within a range of 7.62 yards.

The M40A3 non-automatic sniper rifle is the sniper pride of the Marine Corps, and it is also a kind of gun that Amanda is familiar with and used to.Elena's curiosity about the photos probably came from this gun in part.When the Army and Navy units switched to the more advanced 7.62mm MK11 sniper rifle and 7.62mm XM11 sniper rifle, only the Marine Corps still insisted on using the sniper rifle modified from the Remington M700 civilian rifle.The reason is that it is easy to use, high-precision shooting and pride.

This is neither a residential area near Baghdad nor a mountainous anti-terrorist combat zone in Kandahar.Therefore, the two girls who came from a distance were not wearing a full set of desert combat uniforms, nor did they wrap their heads with American-style Arab scarves so that only a pair of big eyes remained.If you have to use paramilitary actions to explain this hunting, you have to use the sniper camouflage nets on the two of them and the standard rifles in their hands.

"Okay, don't forget where we are. Go check the terrain and look for suspicious footprints of the target. Private, do you understand?" Amanda held back a smile and said to Elena.

"Yes, sir. Oh, it should be my 'Baron'. Hehe!" Elena saluted halfway, and ran towards two o'clock with her carbine in her hand.Assuming Amanda's position is at 12 o'clock, then she should scout towards ten o'clock.

Just as Elena walked away, she suddenly ran back, "Hey, it seems like you forgot something?"

"What's wrong? Oh, I'm sorry. I think I forgot to tell you what the footprints of a stag look like." Amanda said.

"Come on, do you think we can really catch a stag today?" Elena said disapprovingly.

Amanda looked at her suspiciously, and said, "No, I have to shoot one head today. Today is my official hunting trip, and I only called you because you came to my house to play."

Elena's heart trembled, and she said helplessly, "You bastard, fortunately you joined the Marine Corps..."

"Join the Marines? Huh, remember what Sergeant Kayla taught in shooting class? She told us that the one who assassinated President Kennedy was an ex-Marine. Don't worry, I know what you're trying to say. I'm not going to be crazy Or something mentally ill." Amanda inevitably had to tell her clearly what she thought.

After talking about the characteristics of the stag's footprints, he patted Elena on the shoulder and motioned her to take a look. After 10 minutes, Elena came back quickly to find Amanda, "Well, I found some footprints. I'm not sure if they are deer footprints, you come with me."

Sure enough, the two found some deer footprints in the direction of three o'clock, and there was a small puddle not far ahead. It seemed that some animals came to drink from the water source here.

Crouching down, Amanda reached out and touched the footprints and the trampled weeds nearby.Holding a sniper rifle on the ground, he looked at the small puddle in the distance, "Well, it's two o'clock in the afternoon. We need some bait to lure these big guys out."

Elena asked in confusion, "What do you mean..."

"Oh, I mean you need to use some things." After speaking, he took out a plastic bag from his body, which contained a piece of rag.

"What is this?" Elena asked curiously.

"Little beauty, there are doe secretions on it, I promise I can lure a buck here. Hehe!"

"I convinced you, I even thought of this. I have to lie on the ground all afternoon today." Elena shook her head and said.

Amanda smiled in embarrassment, and handed her the sniper rifle, "You hold the gun for me, and I'll bury the bait." Standing up, she quickly ran towards the small puddle.

A few minutes later, when Amanda ran back, she said to Elena, "How is it? Have you found a suitable ambush point?"

"I found it. The weeds in that place are fairly dry, and the shooting angle is wide, which is just right for an ambush." ​​Elena pointed to the not far to the right and said.

When they found the ambush point, the two fell to the ground.The whole body is covered with a camouflage net, and all kinds of leaves and branches on the net extend outward in a mess.If you don't pay attention, others will think that it is two piles of dry leaves.

Since this hunting is regarded as a combat mission, they cannot make any noise at will.Elena hid under the camouflage net, her cheek pressed against the butt of the M4A1.I thought about it, "I really don't understand this guy, isn't it just for hunting, as for the use of this thing? It's really uncomfortable to cover the body, but it can be used to sleep."

In a flash, she thought of a question and wanted to ask Amanda.But the guy didn't move at all, as if he was asleep.Tear off a branch from the camouflage netting, reach out from under the netting, and poke Amanda.

"Quiet! The target has appeared." Amanda told Elena to keep silent, but she still whispered.

Through the scope on the carbine, Elena actually saw an animal appear by the puddle and exclaimed, "God! That's not a stag, it's a really big coyote."

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