"The Bodhisattva appears!"
Sukrava almost cheered.
He is an officer, so of course he knows that taking a blog post means taking bullets.
Moreover, having studied military science in the UK, he also knew that this was a bullet fired from a rifle with a silencer, and the distance was relatively far. The gunman fired the gun from at least 300 meters away, so he could not hear the gunshot at all.
Those who can use this kind of weapon must be professionals, professional assassins.
"It's a killer sent by the British." This was Sugrava's immediate judgment.
But none of that matters now.
At this time, he still stubbornly believed that this was the result of his prayer to the Bodhisattva.
Seeing that his enemy was dead, his desire to survive suddenly took over his entire body and mind.
Only ten seconds had passed since Na Bowen fell down. At this time, most of the soldiers in the open field had not yet realized what had happened. Even the few soldiers standing in front of him guarding him were still watching his every move with wary eyes, not knowing that their big boss had already burped.
"It's chaos, hurry up and make chaos, so that I can have a chance." Sukrava shouted in his heart.
It seemed that all the lucky opportunities in Sukrava's life broke out today.
A sharp whistle pierced the sky, followed by more whistles.
This is when the officers in the military camp began to sound the alarm.
However, the louder sirens did not come from whistles and shouts, but from the screams of artillery shells tearing the air and the violent explosions that followed.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
A dazzling flame rose on the large terrace where Nabowen and other senior officials were.
A mortar shell weighing 6.9 kilograms fell from the thin bamboo strips awning on the terrace, directly destroying half of the wooden structure of the terrace.
Then came the second and third explosions that made all the officers in the Siam barracks despair.
After three explosions at very short intervals, the entire terrace no longer existed, turning into a pile of ruins burning with blazing flames.
At this time, the military camp was in uproar as if a pot had exploded. The faces of these Siamese officers and soldiers were all pale and as if they were in a dream. Their faces were full of fear and confusion, and they had no idea what they should do now.
Just because the commanders and brigade commanders of their 4th Army were accompanying the big guys on the terrace before, no one knows whether they are dead or alive now. The few officers who were able to react in time and blow their whistles now fell to the ground, with a big black hole in their heads bleeding.
"Kill him!" A shout awakened the soldiers from their daze. A short man in a Japanese military uniform was waving a command knife in his hand, with the blade pointing in the direction where the bullets were flying.
Many people recognized that this was a Japanese instructor named Xiaolu Instructor invited by the 4th Army.
Now these hesitant soldiers had no time to think about whether this Japanese artillery instructor had the right to command them, but finally someone gave guidance, and everyone seemed to have found the backbone. Some soldiers who reacted quickly began to raise their guns and point at the direction of the little Japanese command knife. Shoot and shoot.
Of course, this little Japanese's shouting did not last long. Just a few seconds later, a spray of blood appeared on his head, and then he fell to the sky with eyes as wide as dog eggs.
And Zhou Wen, who was setting his G-31 semi-automatic rifle on a tree about 300 meters away, was also wondering why a little Jaap appeared in the Siamese military camp.
He never imagined today that this assassination operation would go so smoothly. Unexpectedly, all these assassination targets appeared in his field of vision without him having to do anything. Then there was the roll-call shooting training between him, Zhang Xiaoping and Zuo Mingqing. Each time he shot a child, it was as easy as sitting at home drinking tea.
In fact, Zhou Wen had this premonition when they sneaked into the 4th Army's barracks in the early morning.
why?
Just because it went so smoothly, it can even be described as a leisurely stroll.
It stands to reason that in a heavily guarded military camp, especially if your supreme leader is staying in the military camp, at least there should be more light and dark sentries and patrols, right? There should also be checkpoints and guards on duty at the main passages, right?
Especially at the gates entering the military camp, even turning on a few searchlights can act as a deterrent.
No! The entire military camp is in darkness, as if you are safe if you hide in the darkness.
There are a few open sentries, but they are all sleeping soundly with their guns in their hands, but what about the hidden sentries and patrols? Not really!
The process of Zhou Wen and the others walking into the military camp was basically the same as before. Even Miao Hua and the others found it incredible. Even Zhao Xiaojin had a sudden idea and reminded Zhou Wen to be careful because this was a trap set by Bowen.
But this incredible thing is actually happening before our eyes.
Zhou Wen also knew that this kind of thing not only happened now, but also happened decades later during the ten-year border conflict between Siam and Vietnam. It also happened when a dignified major general brigade commander in Siam fell asleep in the military camp. It was such a weird incident that he was groped into the military camp by a Vietnamese agent, and then his tongue was grabbed.
So when a few people came to the military camp according to the map's guidance, they quickly found this two-story wooden building that was unique in the military camp.
There are no tall and solid masonry buildings in this 4th Army barracks. They are almost all bamboo buildings that look like residential buildings. It's just that the buildings are relatively neatly built, with rows and rows arranged in order.
This is determined by the tropical rainforest climate in Siam. The ground and downstairs are in a humid state for most of the year, making it impossible for people to live there. As for houses with masonry structures, their poor military funds cannot afford to build them.
Zhou Wen and the others made a fuss around this two-story wooden building. All sniper positions and artillery positions were arranged calmly, even easier than during training.
But when it was bright and the cabinet members headed by Na Bowen appeared in Zhou Wen's sight one by one, there was still a look of astonishment on Zhou Wen's face.
Your whole family, old and young, is all neatly organized, and no one is left behind. They are all sitting on the terrace.
Zhou Wen was surprised because you, Bowen, were a soldier after all, and you had a premonition that someone would be unfavorable to you recently. You should at least take some precautionary measures, right? How could a dozen people and a group of high-ranking officers with flashing military ranks gather in such a place that was exposed to wind from all sides, had no shelter, was neither gun-proof nor artillery-proof, and was very conspicuous.
Have you never died or something?
This is equivalent to writing "Hit me if you can!" on your forehead.
This kind of overconfidence and unfounded self-confidence can even be said to be arrogant and ignorant.
Haha, you will be safe in the military camp, and you can have no scruples and no defense.
Looking at Na Bowen's slightly thin but dignified face in the scope, Zhou Wen thought to himself: "Comrade Na Bowen, you are really too young."
At the same time, he gently pulled the trigger of the G-31 semi-automatic rifle.
