Shanna turned around and looked at the faint afterimage left by the bullet in the darkness. The calculations that were rapidly moving in her head had already determined where the launch point was the next moment.

The faint green line in the golden pupil also expanded at this moment, tending toward a round pupil. The light green light reflected inside was even more so before, without using the scope of the sniper rifle, he searched with his own sharp sight. Shannna found the prey she wanted in the dark woods.

It is running away from the team, and the prey does not like to pester their team tightly. Perhaps now it is the prey that is preparing to stop at them, which call themselves hunters.

But Shanna's sudden ignited spirit could not think about these things. The moment she locked the target, she didn't need to aim specifically. Her unique feeling about sniper rifles had given her such strength. The bullets were sprayed out of the barrel and drew straight lines all the way. On the way, she was perfectly avoided by any big tree and caught up with the footsteps of her prey.

She knew that she could not hit, and she knew this very well from the intermittent contact with her prey. The prey was also sensitive and still alert, Sanerna watched the bullets dragging out of the cyclone fly over the side of the enemy's ears. The strong wind was like a blade, the black crow-shaped mask, and the flesh and blood on the edge of the ears seemed to have been broken a little.

It could not affect the speed of the enemy's escape at all, Shannar fired several shots in a row. Each bullet seemed to be deliberately brushing the enemy's body and was avoided. At most, it could only leave a red mark on the enemy's body. If it could not do anything to the enemy, Shannar could only speed up his own speed and keep up.

At that time, I realized that there was an enemy hiding the flank side. Or when I was enjoying this fun of hide-and-seek, I forgot to consider the situation and feelings of the people around me. Just like Sitney, I always thought that the enemy had set their goals as themselves, but now it seems that they were wrong in judgment. There was no specific target, and the enemy just wanted to shoot a few of them to death.

Shanna's eyes were tightly locked in her eyes with the enemy that was disappearing from her perception little by little. She couldn't keep up with the speed. Even if she was unwilling to give up, she had to admit that soon, she would lose her target.

The light and gunfire behind her were quickly fading from her world, and the air around her no longer had a little temperature and became extremely cold. The warming thought also began to cool suddenly at this temperature.

Shanna's own instinct also reminded her that she could not chase her like this. The snow traces seen in her eyes were not new, and they felt like they were overlapping twice. The enemy seemed to have come here in advance when she was running towards this area. The direction was getting farther away from the flares that had not yet been extinguished along the way. The prey was deliberately guiding her to a dark place without light.

The steps stopped in an instant, and Shanna realized that behind her she was almost unable to see the place of fighting. At their speed, it was indeed very simple to get out of it. There was only the sound of wind everywhere, and the long distance allowed the continuous gunfire to be completely absorbed and digested by the wind and snow on the way.

There was no more light, and the eyes were blurred, and the snow around it showed an extremely unreal white. There was something hidden in the snow, which made Shanerna feel dangerous. She could not continue to go deeper. Shanerna, who was standing in place, looked at the scenery beside her. Her pupils that had expanded in her eyes contracted at this time, and returned to the state of a thin line not long ago.

During this period, the enemy had completely left the limit of her perception range, but she felt that the prey had not yet made up her mind to leave. But when it would appear again, she could no longer guess.

After patrolling again and confirming that there was no trace of the enemy in his eyes, Shanna turned around and ran towards the two teams that were fighting fiercely.

"Oh, what a pity." Cassia has always calculated the distance between himself and the enemy very well. He stood outside the enemy's perception range, listening quietly with his eyes closed. It was the sound of a burst of light as a signal. He set up some small devices on the way here to detonate the steel-shell bomb.

If you can clearly hear the sound of the explosion, the enemy you catch up will suffer a little damage. At that time, it was the time to rush in to fire the cold gun. But now it seems that there is no such opportunity. The enemy's time to calm down is much faster than he thought. It is obvious that a few steps away, it can trigger the switch hidden in the snow. Although it is a pity, as a sniper, what you do not lack is the sensitivity to things around you.

When Cassia came to the place where the two sides fought again, both sides were still in a melee.

The only people who entered the middle of the enemy team were the major and a captain. The situation was not good, and what actually happened did not develop completely according to their planned plan. From the beginning of the operation, the whole thing and the battlefield were on the verge of losing control.

The Major and the others would never have thought that they would be discovered in advance. Captains No. 16 and No. 5 rushed out of the shell hole, and even the snow above their heads was killed by the enemy before they could even be pushed open. The interrelated plan showed a fault here and could not be connected. The gap that should have been broken in the enemy's main team did not really appear. The other three captains only barely created a illusion of the gap. The plan could have been connected again at that time, but the rapid death of the three captains also surprised the major himself.

I thought I could hold on for a little longer, but when the major told them inside the wreckage of the airship that the situation was wrong, he could decide whether to give up the ordinary soldiers and leave on his own. Now there is no chance.

The enemy surrounded the major and the captain, and it was difficult to avoid all-round attacks. The captain did not have the strength of the major. Even though the mobility brought to him by flexibility did avoid a lot of attacks, the small injuries accumulated on his body eventually became the reason for his collapse. The fire pressure he faced could no longer withstand. The captain wanted to do an assault, break away from the enemy's siege, and then immediately left here. They had no responsibility for the ordinary soldiers, and now he just wanted to survive.

As soon as his body left the trunk for the bunker, the bullets fired followed him with a glimmer of light. The snow fountains that jumped up followed him closely and soon spread to his feet. Both feet were interrupted by bullets one after another, and their bodies pounced forward. In less than a second or two, the bullets ruthlessly passed through his body and tore it into pieces all over the sky.

Only the major was left struggling among the enemy. The veterans on the other side seemed to have made up their minds and no longer hid at the shell hole. Under the leadership of the remaining two captains, they made a final assault attack on the enemy.

"Boom,,," the veterans left their original hidden position and rushed towards the enemy to help the major. There were waves of heat coming from behind, pushing them forward, and the violently burning flames illuminated their backs.
Chapter completed!