Six snipers were lying on the edge of the trench in four directions, east, south and west. Wang Donglai's ghostly figure followed like a shadow, drawing a dagger from his leg scabbard. Before the two snipers could react, they cut one of them's throat and then stabbed the dagger into the head of another sniper.
The moment the dagger was pulled out from the enemy's head, a ball of red blood stormed out.
"There are 4 enemies." Wang Donglai murmured to himself, looking at the three rats walking over about 1,000 meters away from him, and made an "OK" gesture, indicating that the enemy has been resolved.
"Go up directly, no need to detour anymore." Zishi said with a smile. Although he was a man, the smile on his face was as gorgeous as a girl.
"Of course, Hai is really a reliable team member." The ugly bull scratched the back of his head with a huge arm and smiled honestly.
"Tsk." Yinhu put his hands in his pockets, hunched over, looking listless.
"Are there still the last 4 people?" Wang Donglai said expressionlessly, like a Shura on the battlefield, holding a dagger and rushing forward along the trench.
The two people in front had already realized that the enemy was reducing the number of snipers, and a sniper had aimed at Wang Donglai's forehead.
"Boom!" The roar of anti-equipment sniper rifles rang out on the silent desert.
The sniper who shot the gun showed a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. But the next moment, his smile seemed to be as time had stopped, fixed, and then a hint of horror appeared.
"How is that possible!" The sniper's pupils were infinitely magnified, his face full of incredible feelings, "I actually... I avoided it!"
"Swish!" Wang Donglai's figure disappeared from the sniper lens.
"Where?" the sniper said in shock, leaving his eyes from the sniper lens, pulling out his pistol, and observing the situation in front of him with fear and fear, but there was no trace of the place where the young man was standing.
Even traces have not been left behind!
"He is more than 2,000 meters away from us. Don't be distracted. No matter how fast he is, it will take at least several minutes to come here...?" Before the observer next to the sniper finished speaking, he saw a burst of sand rising in front of him.
"Wind?" The two looked at each other, "How could there be such a huge wind above the desert? The height of the dust rising has reached 3 meters, but there is no sign of wind blowing at all?"
This is indeed not the wind, but the airflow generated by Wang Donglai while running quickly made the dust fly. Because the speed was too fast, the two snipers could not catch Wang Donglai's movements at all.
The flying dust was getting closer and closer. As they were about to come to their eyes, two snipers drew their pistols and shot at the flying dust.
But the next moment, a scene that shocked them happened.
The dust was still dozens of meters away, but I felt something flashing by my side. Almost a few seconds later, the red blood thundered out from the necks of the two snipers.
The two looked desperate, as if they didn't know how they died. They pressed their necks with both hands, trying to stop the blood loss, but the incision was too perfect and could not be blocked with just two hands.
This horrifying scene was not yet real, and the dust that followed Wang Donglai's body had swallowed up the two snipers.
"What happened over there?" Shugou couldn't help asking with a calm look on his face.
The Chenlong and the Snake beside him had already discovered a scene on the high ground thousands of meters away.
"Is it a sandstorm?" The cold voice of the snake sounded.
"It's a sandstorm, but the scale is a little smaller." Chen Long looked thoughtful on his hypocritical face, "Let's stand by on the spot first, I'll go and explore the truth, so as not to fall into the trap of the enemy."
"No need to be so troublesome, just let my little one go and investigate." Siser said in a sequel.
As his words fell, a "hiss" sounded from him, two slender rattlesnakes circled down his legs and swam forward quickly along the sand.
"Every time a poisonous snake comes out of Si's body, I feel creepy." Chen Long shrugged and smiled, "How many poisonous snakes are there in you?"
"Nothing to tell." The snake's tone seemed a little cold.
"I'm so cold. Sure enough, am I still old? Is it not popular with girls?" Chen Long stroked his pale beard with his wrinkled hands and said with a cynical look.
"Huh?" Sisnake's tone became cold again. He originally gave people a very gloomy feeling, and even the air seemed to cool down at this moment.
In this hot summer, the temperature on the surface of the desert reached more than 40 degrees Celsius. The originally very hot weather actually made people feel creepy after the snake's tone became cold.
"Girl?" Shugou said in confusion.
"When I was young, I was very popular with girls. Because I was so popular, I chose to become a monk and become a Taoist priest. I didn't expect that time would be forgiving people, hahaha..." Chen Long's hypocritical image was completely destroyed at this moment, and finally showed his lustful and obscene side.
"How do you know my true face?" Si Snake said in a low voice next to Chen Long.
"It was the last time, when you took a shower..."
"You can die!" The snake said in a deep voice, then swung its sleeves, and two extremely poisonous snakes instantly shot out from his cuffs and hit Chenlong's chest.
"Didn't you just accidentally see you taking a bath? You can discuss it if you have something to do!" Chen Long said panic, and went to the side of his body to avoid the flying poisonous snakes, then ran away.
Wang Donglai stood on the trench and looked at Chen, Si, and the three-person team were garrisoned and sighed: "Before fighting with the enemy, I will have internal conflicts first. The unity of this team is really up to be discussed."
At this moment, on the outer trenches, there were the last two snipers left, and they were facing Wu Ma, Wei Yang and Shen Yue.
When Wang Donglai arrived there, they had already solved their opponent.
The enemy's death was caused by stones in his brain, which seemed to be the masterpiece of Wu Ma.
Wang Donglai was a little impressed by Wuma’s arm strength when throwing stones. How should he practice it? Only by being able to compare with a good sniper rifle with a power and accuracy?
Wang Donglai's strength has now reached the peak of essence training and marrow cleaning. The level is definitely higher than that of them, but in terms of the accuracy of throwing, Wang Dong is not as good as Wuma.
This may be what is called talent. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)