Song Heping had been silent all along.
He was staring intently at Abu.
From his position, Abu was mostly exposed.
He now had his gun resting on a pile of debris on the roof, using it as cover, but this cover only faced towards Chris's direction, leaving his back completely open to Song Heping.
Even Song Heping felt an urge to spray him with a burst from his MK18 assault rifle at this moment.
Damn, this shooting position was too good.
If he had a high-caliber rifle like a Barrett or even a 7.62 caliber sniper rifle, Song Heping was confident he could take out Abu.
But all he had on hand at the moment were his assault rifle and pistol, and nothing else.
"What a pity..."
Suddenly, he saw Abu's shoulder jerk.
Did he shoot?
He turned his head and shouted, "Tell Chris to be careful! He's fired!"
That kind of after-the-fact warning was actually of no use at all.
Song Heping had merely roared out of reflex.
In this sniper battle, he was just a spectator, unable to get involved.
"Damn it! He almost got me!"
Chris was groaning and complaining over the channel.
"I just found a bullet hole. He fired into the hole, and the warhead hit a brick and bounced back, ricocheting off my arm..."
"How are you holding up?" Mist asked.
"I'm fine, not going to die! The guy finally screwed up!"
Chris's teeth were clenched so hard that even Song Heping could hear them through the headset.
"Don't take risks!" Mist said, "Stay put, the main force will soon reach area H, then he'll definitely run. I'll let you know when it's safe."
"How embarrassing!" Chris said, "This guy is too strong, even stronger than me!"
After speaking, he fell silent.
Suddenly, Song Heping thought of something and couldn't help but turn to Mist and say, "Do you believe Chris will still try to snipe the enemy?"
Mist was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the radio and said, "Chris, I order you to stay put! Do you hear me?"
There was no answer.
Mist's cold sweat broke out.
"That stubborn mule! He'll definitely do it! Texans are all freaking insane!"
Mist was furious but helpless.
"It's over. If Chris dies too, then my role as captain is done. So far, Vincent, Raul, Jamie... FUCK! No, I'm going to personally take out that son of a bitch!"
Having said that, he picked up his gun and was about to go down the stairs.
"Wait!"
Song Heping knew he was worried about his teammate's life.
But getting from here to area H and then finding Abu would probably be too late.
Mist shook his head, "Can't wait! Chris will surely be reckless; I know his temper well."
Song Heping said, "Let me try to take that guy out."
"You!?" Mist was astonished, "With an MK18?"
Song Heping pointed to the Desheka Heavy Machine Gun in the corner.
"I just remembered, we still have this thing."
"Desheka?!"
Mist's eyes widened.
He quickly nodded again, "The range isn't a problem, but... this is 1,500 meters, are you sure you can kill the enemy?"
The Desheka Heavy Machine Gun didn't have an optical sight, only the original mechanical sight.
To aim with a mechanical sight and hit a human target at 1,500 meters?
Even if you tried to see with the naked eye, at 1,500 meters, you would have a hard time seeing a person's outline, let alone hitting the target.
Song Heping said, "It's urgent, let's just give it a try."
He walked over to the Desheka Heavy Machine Gun and said to Mist, "You're not going to just stand there stupidly, are you?"
Upon finishing, he made a motion as if carrying a rifle.
Mist finally snapped back to reality and hurried to the other side of the heavy machine gun.