Douluo split the sky

The weather in July is always dull. Even Cicadas gave up their tweets and hid in the damp grass to enjoy the coolness for a while.

It's just that Zhi looked at the motionless human lying next to him, and was a little confused: Isn't this person hot? It's strange to be motionless.

Cicada shook her head in a humane manner, looked at the sun exposed through the cracks in the grass, and was a little glad that she was not a human being.

After noon, the sun slowly set into the mountains, and the light in the sky and the earth was gradually being swallowed up by the darkness.

Qi Luo, who had been in the grass for a whole day, moved her limbs silently, waiting for the time to act.

"Attention all: Snipers enter the commanding heights, assaulters prepare to break through the defense line, blasters are in position, and others assist in the breakthrough. Remember, this operation can only succeed, not fail."

Hearing the order, Qi Luo didn't reply.He just got up and moved to the nearby hillside, which was a commanding height that had been scouted a long time ago, and adjusted the focal length of the sniper scope.

At this time, the remaining brilliance of the sun left patches of magnificent colors on the horizon, Qi Luo looked at the sunset glow on the horizon, squinted his eyes, and the strands of sunset glow printed a gorgeous picture in his eyes.

Qi Luo closed her eyes slightly, turned her head to the front, stretched her gloved right hand towards her neck, and took out a small silver-white sword tied with a red string.

This sword is silver and white all over, the blade is gold, and the hilt is black.Qi Luo opened her eyes and looked at it, then brought it to her lips and kissed it.Then he stopped moving again, silently waiting for instructions, as if he had merged with this world.

Looking at everything in front of him, Qi Luo's thoughts drifted away involuntarily. This year is his tenth year in the army, his third year in the special forces, and his third year as the chief sniper of the first special team.

Qiluo is not his real name, but he was born as an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage. In that kind of place, there are many competitions and calculations. Qiluo has been running around for his own livelihood since he was very young. At the age of 18, he After joining the army, he settled down in the army.

Later, during the training, the superiors discovered that Qiluo's dynamic and static vision was very strong, coupled with his logical thinking and his calmness and hard work, he taught him to develop into a sniper little by little, and even his name gradually changed. replaced by codenames.

From childhood experience, long-term military career, loneliness in sniping ambushes, loss of lives, and sacrifices of familiar teammates, Qiluo gradually developed an indifferent and quiet personality.

This is an advantage, but also a disadvantage. Qi Luo started not to care about his own life, and abandoned his emotions a little bit. Only when facing the little sword that accompanied him since childhood, would he have a trace of warmth.But the benefit to him is that his brain will be running at high speed at any time when performing the task, and he will not be affected by some things and cause the task to deviate.

Qi Luo felt that the sunset glow in the sky and the earth disappeared little by little, and the twinkling stars slowly revealed their figures. The woods became darker because of the disappearance of the sunset glow, but some outlines appeared because of the appearance of the stars.

Qi Luo observed the front by the moonlight, and after a while, he slowly closed his eyes, fell asleep, recharged his energy, and waited for the arrival of two o'clock in the morning.

"action."

At the same time as the order was issued, Qi Luo opened his tightly closed eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the hour hand just stopped at two o'clock in the morning.

Qi Luo raised the gun in his hand, manually dropped the gun, fired two shots in a row and then quickly moved to another location.

The bullet passed through the barrel equipped with a silencer, and there were two muffled bangs, and the two machine gunners on the opposite side fell down without warning. The camp was in a panic for an instant, and the first team of the special forces was dispatched, and the contact of firepower between the two sides began instantly. .

Qi Luo quickly rushed to the next sniper point, but stopped halfway, looked at his feet, and saw a thread touching his calf.

Qi Luo's pupils shrank, "Mine." At this moment, a little light flashed in front of Qi Luo's eyes, "sniping the reflection of the magnifying glass".

Qi Luo knew that he was doomed this time, so he didn't feel any regrets, but quickly aimed the sniper rifle at the direction of the reflection, and the bullets shot out in response.

There was an explosion sound of "collapse", but it was Qi Luo who fell down first and triggered the mine.

At that moment, Qi Luo seemed to see the person opposite him fall, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a while, and it seemed like a long time, the gunfire slowly stopped, and the war was over.

When the special forces found the place where Qiluo died, there was only a huge crater formed by the explosion, a bloody scene, and a corpse in the distance.

Even if they are all tough men who bleed but don't shed tears, their eyes can't help turning red when they see that their teammates who fought closely didn't even leave their bodies behind.

In this operation, the first team of the special forces lost a total of three people, including the main sniper Qiluo.

They didn't even leave their real names and tombstones in the end, not only them, but also all soldiers, soldiers who were struggling on the verge of danger.

It's just that these have nothing to do with Qi Luo.

It's July of another year, the weather is still dull, but the person who knows how to look at a motionless person is glad that he is not a human being anymore.

The sun still sets and rises.

At the end, the voice of Cicada seemed to ring out in the silent forest.

The author has something to say:

The author actually has a lot of emotion when he writes here. The stability of our life depends on these great soldiers.

We should hold great respect for these great men who protected our country

We don't know the cruelty of the battlefield, but we can imagine it.

Soldiers, salute.