The moon moved silently, and we took turns to be vigilant, especially the beasts and rats. Their two agile senses of smell and vision, and their already amazing sixth sense were our best protection in the dark night. I knew there might be one after dawn.

A fierce battle, if nothing else happens, will be a duel between snipers, and life and death will pass by you several times in a few seconds.

The fear and stimulation I experienced made my nerves involuntarily excited. I held the gun in my arms, slowly pulled out the dagger tied to the outside of my calf, then put it against my cheek and rubbed it slowly, cold

The blade of the sword was like spring water, instantly infiltrating my whole body. I discovered this method accidentally, and it was very useful for suppressing my involuntary excitement on the battlefield.

I slowly closed my eyes, but a few minutes later I found that I couldn't sleep at all. My stomach was flipping up and down as if I had eaten something unclean. "Relax, bastard, calm down! Relax! Take a nap!" I said in my heart.

Said silently.

"That's useless. Sleep is not controlled by consciousness. On the contrary, the more controlled it is, the harder it is to fall asleep. You know this!" Mouse looked outside and said without any emotion in his voice. His coldness made me feel it.

The pressure in the air.

"Haha, I always feel that something is wrong, so..." Before I could finish my words, the captain suddenly sat up and said, "That's right! We were fooled!"

The captain's words made everyone sit up as if awakened. Under the faint moonlight, I saw that everyone looked uneasy.

"Haha!" Everyone laughed together involuntarily, and this laughter almost moved me to tears. We seemed to be connected in a moment and understood the truth of the matter, although this was just an inference, "What?

What do you mean?" Zhu Zhu rubbed his eyes, looked at all of us, and said in a daze.

"Idiot, idiot..." A string of laughter and curses made Zhuzi wake up from his sleep immediately. "Zhuzi, think about it, such an excellent sniper would wait outside all night? And he would also have to face being surrounded in the morning.

, Don’t forget, Fallen Angel is a killer with a background in the U.S. military. I believe it will not be difficult for him to know when Mrs. Chiang will leave!” Mouse couldn’t help but explain to Zhuzi.

"Yes, and if his target is me, I don't think he needs to endure such a long wait!" the captain continued.

"I had a duel with him. Although we were three hundred meters apart, I could still feel the strong pressure. And this time, although the fact that the beast was shot and injured was right in front of me, I didn't feel it.

The kind of fear that feels like a dagger in the throat!" I also expressed my most unreliable inference but I was convinced of it.

"It seems that this guy's goal should be..." Halfway through the captain's words, we said at the same time with a tacit understanding as if we had practiced: "Mrs. Jiang!"

"Shit!" the captain cursed, and then immediately issued an order, "It's already 4:20 in the morning, we don't have much time, this guy's purpose is to disperse our troops and let us use all our counter-sniper capabilities

Strong people have been transferred here, and the defense over there will definitely be empty. At the same time, the devils will also be worried about our situation, and their impetuous mentality will definitely cause them to be negligent!"

The captain thought briefly and then issued the battle plan: "The beast will be the observer. After the battle, stay behind to protect Professor Einstein, Zhuzi, and prepare smoke bombs. Shoot them all out for me. Third brother, rats, and Zhuzi."

And me, let’s take a detour through the smoke, and if the other person doesn’t run away, we’ll kill him!”

"What if the other party shoots? The beast's legs show that although the other party is not an expert, he is certainly not a rookie!" I immediately asked after hearing the captain's risky plan.

"Hey, then don't let us get shot in vain!" The third brother patted my shoulder, then hooked his index finger to make a shooting gesture, and at the same time blinked his left eye at me, "Kill him with one shot.

he!"

"Of course, you'd better kill him before he shoots!" While the mouse grinned at me, the pillar had already fired twelve smoke bombs, and the smoke quickly spread with the breeze, "Charge!"

Without giving me a chance to shirk responsibility, the captain gave the order and everyone rushed out.

I followed him out of the room, and then lay down behind the flower wall in his garden. The green camouflage clothes matched well with the plants there, and in the dim night, I believed it would not be easy for him to find me.

Unless he is behind me, then he can clearly see my two thighs exposed outside the flower wall, or even my entire butt.

The situation of the wounded beast was not optimistic, so I used the unfamiliarity as an excuse to stop him from rushing out. I lay alone in the flower wall, and through the air strikes among the flowers and plants, I steadily stretched out the muzzle of the gun, "

Baby, where are you? I know you're right there!" I was so nervous that I couldn't control my mouth, for fear that I might accidentally miss the spot where he shot and let the brother who was shot lose his life in vain.

Watching the four of them pass through the smoke and reach the predetermined location safely, I began to wonder if that guy had retreated or was further away.

The captain waved to me, and I rushed towards where they were. Before I could even take two steps, I felt a chill running down my spine. I rolled sideways as an instinctive reaction. Before my body even hit the ground, the gunshot rang out.

Get up, "touch!" I feel like

It was a fireball flying over, and the burning sensation scared me so much that my prostate contracted violently. I didn't care whether I wet my pants or not, so I rolled on the spot and immediately raised the muzzle. The fear in my heart had not dissipated, it was still in my ears.

The sound of gunfire echoing in the air made me feel a little joyful in my heart.

Apart from the Valentina, the only thing that left a deep memory in my last trip to the Soviet Union was the sound of this Soviet standard rifle. The Mosin-Nagant is an old gun that can be regarded as the originator of rifles. I don’t know why this guy chose to make it crudely.

The old Soviet gun is used as a weapon, but due to the structural design of its bolt

Sometimes the production is rough and clumsy, which makes the bolt stroke distance long and the line not smooth. The bolt pull is very laborious and slow. The result of all this is that this powerful gun has a very slow rate of fire. Press the bullet, pull the bolt, aim, and shoot.

This process, even if he is an expert, will take about 5 seconds to complete.

Although his shooting speed was slow, I still didn't dare to aim carefully when looking at the black muzzle. I immediately pulled the trigger without making any adjustments. "Bang! Bump!" The moment the bullet flew out of the muzzle, I

Knowing that I had missed a little bit, and that his shot that was influenced by me flew to the ends of the earth, I picked up the gun and ran quickly towards a pile of debris seven or eight meters away from me!

"Cover fire!" the captain shouted loudly, but the actual situation did not help. Their position was just to his side, and several towering ancient trees with a long history blocked all their shooting angles.

The position can do nothing but block this guy's escape route. This guy is not a master, but he is definitely not an idiot either.

"1, 2, 3" I muttered the time silently as I ran, and finished pressing the bullet. While pulling the bolt, my body slipped sideways and slid into the debris. Before my body could stop, I had already stretched out the muzzle of the gun.
Chapter completed!