The fifth thousand four hundred and forty-three chapters howling bullet rain
In the hazy mist in the mountains, the little monk watched nervously as the wind knife rushed up the hillside. He then turned to look at the big tree on the side where Wan Lin was. At this time, "poof", there was a low gunshot
A sound suddenly came from the side.
Then a faint firelight flashed out from the dense canopy, and a blurry black shadow rushed down from the dense canopy like lightning, disappearing under a rock next to the big tree in an instant.
At this moment, "pop", there was a sound of branches breaking almost at the same time from the tree crown where the fire had just flashed, and a cluster of fire shot by bullets flashed out.
The young monk saw that the opponent's bullet accurately hit the branch where Wan Lin was invisible just now. He widened his eyes and shouted anxiously: "Fight... the fight is about to start. They dare to shoot... at my senior brother.
Gun, I...I can't hide it, just...just look...at...people who practice martial arts, chivalry comes first, and if there is anything else, we can...let's talk about it later."
He muttered to himself, pressed his hands on the ground and jumped out from under the rock. Under the cover of the thick fog, he imitated the way the wind knife ran just now, moving left and right towards the foot of the mountain in front of him.
Rush away.
At this time, the young monk saw Wan Lin and others rushing forward in the enemy's gunfire. He ignored Wan Lin's warning and ran towards the foot of the mountain ahead with a bow and arrow in hand.
This kid has a very strong understanding. He has already understood from the way Wan Lin and the others are running that the only way to prevent the enemy's guns from aiming at him is to speed up and change the direction of running at any time.
Therefore, this boy ran extremely fast. His short stature was like a disturbed antelope in the mountains, rising and falling in the diffuse fog, and quickly approached the foot of the mountain in front.
At this time, Wan Lin was hiding under a rock next to a tree, with the muzzle of his sniper rifle firmly aimed at the mountainside filled with white mist. He whispered to his mouth based on the trajectory of the bullet that the enemy had just hit the crown of the tree.
The microphone ordered: "Chengru, my current position is under the tall tree on your right. The enemy's sniper is hidden at one o'clock in front of me, six hundred meters away."
As he said that, he turned his head and looked to the side, and continued to order: "Feng Dao, I will go up and cooperate with Feng Dao now. You should pay attention to cover and keep an eye on the opponent's sniper!"
Just as he was about to stand up and rush out from the side of the rock, his eyes suddenly saw a shadow flying in the mist on the side. Wan Lin was stunned for a moment, then whispered into the microphone: "Jing Heng, come back!" He was anxiously speaking.
The rock swayed behind him, and then he rushed out from the side of the rock.
Just when Wan Lin was about to rush out, a bullet whizzed past the rock and hit a rock next to Wan Lin hard.
Wan Lin hurriedly retreated behind the rock, feeling an extremely dangerous rush in his heart. He already knew in his heart that the opponent's sniper had seen his figure flying down from the tree, and judged that he was invisible on this rock.
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And an opponent who can quickly determine his position in such a densely foggy mountain with just a vague shadow must be an excellent sniper with rich combat experience.
"It must be a black snake!" A flash of light suddenly appeared in Wan Lin's eyes, and he was about to get out from the other side of the rock. At this moment, "ta da da...", a string of bullets flew whistling
Then, there was a sound of bullets being hit on the rocks in front of him, and a cloud of dust carrying gravel hit by bullets roared past his head and around him.
Wan Lin lay down behind the rock in the roaring rain of bullets, and the pupils in his eyes shrank to the size of needles. He immediately realized that not only did the opponent have a sniper secretly locking his position, but there was also an assistant holding an assault rifle.
Following him, he was already firmly pinned behind the rock by the other two!
He hid under the rock and turned his head anxiously to look at the mountains in front of him. The little monk's flying figure still flickered in and out of sight in the confused fog, rushing towards the mountains in front of him like smoke.
Bursts of gunshots were heard on the hillside shrouded in white mist ahead. Wan Lin understood that the gunshots must be from Feng Dao, who had secretly rushed up the hillside and was engaging in a fierce battle with the enemy, attracting enemy firepower.
An anxious look flashed across Wan Lin's eyes. He had been firmly locked behind the rock by the enemy's snipers. Now Feng Dao rushed up the hillside alone, facing the fierce firepower of several enemies alone.
But the little monk, an untrained melon egg, acted without authorization and rushed forward. Feng Dao and the little monk were already in extreme danger. If he and Chengru could not rush to rescue in time, the little monk and Feng Dao might fall at any time.
Under the enemy's bullets.
Just when Wan Lin was anxious, two dull sounds of sniper rifles suddenly came from the misty mountains to his left, and Chengru's voice followed from Wan Lin's headphones: "Leopard Head, I have discovered
Enemy sniper, target is now at your two o'clock direction."
"Got it, suppress this bastard. There is an assistant holding an assault rifle next to him!" Wan Lin growled into the microphone next to his mouth.
He then squatted close to the rock and grabbed a rectangular rock buried in the soil with both hands. He then shook his shoulders and pulled the rock out of the soil. He twisted around and threw the approximately 200 kilograms of rock to the side.
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"Woo", the rock flew out from the side of the rock like a slender figure with a gust of wind. "Pa", the sound of being hit by a bullet immediately came from the flying rock, followed by a whistling bullet.
It flew towards the rock where Wan Lin was hiding. The mountains on the side of Wan Lin also rang out "Puff, Puff" two gunshots from Chengru.
The moment Chengru's gun fired, Wan Lin had already jumped out from the other side of the rock with a sniper rifle, and his figure rushed into the pile of rocks like an arrow from a string.
He followed a few ups and downs and quickly disappeared behind the thick tree trunk on the side. Then, under the cover of the mist, he rolled diagonally toward a piece of grass on the side.
Wan Lin moved very quickly in his anxiety. Under the cover of the thrown rocks and Chengru, he quickly rushed out from under the rock locked by the enemy. He followed behind, under the cover of thick fog, swiftly moving to the side and ahead.
Rushed under a boulder.
He rushed under the rock in front, then raised his gun from the side of the rock and aimed forward. At this time, the figure of the young monk had rushed to the foot of the mountain. The boy followed him in the mist, diagonally towards a huge rock standing at the foot of the mountain.
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At this time, Wan Lin was rushing out and saw that on the hillside not far ahead, clusters of flames from the muzzles of assault rifles were flashing intermittently. Feng Dao and the opponent were fighting fiercely on the hillside below near the foot of the mountain.