Chapter 2895 The world's top sniper
Qian Cheng answered Gu Jingze's question and looked at He Yan.
"Mr. said that he would solve it as soon as possible. If you wait for a tornado, it would be bad."
"Oh!"
He Yan nodded and replied, "Then let them see."
While speaking, he took out a few grenades and threw them onto the tank's tracks.
"Shishe!"
"Shishe!"
One second later.
Grenades exploded continuously.
The track was blown off directly.
"KaKaKa..."
The tank was broken and the track was hard to move forward.
The militants inside were shocked and looked at the warning on the dashboard and were furious.
"Why don't you leave?"
"Yes, go quickly!"
The militants behind urged the operator.
"I can't leave!"
“Why?”
"The track is broken."
"What!"
"What?"
"Why is this happening, what should I do?" someone asked anxiously.
"What can I do? Just fight, just don't let them get close!"
The operator is relatively calm and knows what to do in the face of difficulties.
"You can load the ammunition, there must be no gap for ammunition to stop the fire."
"I don't believe they dare to get close!"
"good!"
"What if... what if... we have exhausted our ammunition?"
"What's the meaning?"
The operator turned around and asked.
"We don't have many pills anymore, we've been taking so many along the way."
The operator looked at the ground, and the ground was full of bullet shells.
"Don't worry, I'll call you first!"
"Maybe good luck can kill the other party with just a few bullets."
"If you don't fight, you will never have a chance."
Everyone nodded, and they were not wrong.
"Pack!"
"Prepare it!"
"beat!"
"Da da da da!"
"Da da da da!"
Qian Cheng came with a super tail swing, and the rear of the car was filled with thick wind and sand.
"He Yan, they are anxious!"
"You drive, leave the rest to me!"
He Yan glanced at him in confusion and saw Qian Cheng glance at the sniper rifle in the back seat.
"Okay, when it comes to sniping, you are better than me!"
He Yan admitted it very simply, and he really couldn't compare with Qian Cheng in terms of sniping.
He Yan reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, allowing Qian Cheng to escape.
Qian Cheng put down the seat, pedaled his left foot on the car door, and slid his body backwards.
When he arrived at the back row, He Yan jumped into the driver's seat and adjusted the seat to drive attentively.
In the back row, Qian Cheng prepared bullets and put them into the sniper rifle one by one.
"squeak!"
When the car window was pressed, wind and sand came to your face.
Qian Cheng lay on the back seat and put the gun on the car window.
"He Yan, find an opportunity to give me a chance to aim at Gatling's muzzle."
"no problem!"
He Yan hit the accelerator, dodged a wave of bullets sideways, and then rushed straight towards the tank.
"Can you do it?"
"That's great!"
Qian Cheng responded, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Click!"
Pull the trigger!
"call out!"
The bullet flew at high speed and hit the Gatling muzzle in the front steadily.
"Bang!"
"call out!"
The bullet penetrates the Gatling barrel and directly penetrates the barrel, and finally hits the militants behind it.
"Well!"
The militants were shot in the chest and fell backwards.
The people next to him were confused and didn't know why he fell down.
After a closer look, he suddenly noticed that he had been shot in the chest.
"What's going on?" the operator asked in a hurry.
"Has he been shot?"
"Associated?"
"How is that possible?"
The operator didn't believe it at all, "How could he get shot in a tank?"
"brother?"
"Brother, hold on." A companion quickly found a first aid kit.
"Look!"
Someone pointed at Gatling and shouted, "Oh my God!"
"It's there, Gatlin was broken!"
Hearing his words, everyone looked at Gatlin.
I saw Gatlin being penetrated, smoke was coming out of the gun, as if the gun was fired.
"this……"
"How is that possible!"
"Impossible!"
"Can they hit Gatling's gun and hit him again?"
Everyone's eyes widened, thinking it was impossible.
The Gatling barrel is hidden in the tank, and the diameter of the muzzle is only as big as two bullets.
To accurately hit the gun, the difficulty is like finding a needle in the seabed.
"Is there a top sniper across the street?"
Someone spoke subconsciously.
Because a person can do this kind of operation except for the world's top snipers, he will definitely not be able to do it.
"Top...the top...the world's top sniper!"
"How is that possible?"
When everyone heard this title, a cold sweat broke out from behind.
Some people couldn't help but turn around and look, trying to see if the sniper was targeted by the back.
"what to do?"
"It's over now!"
"We're staring to death!"
"I don't want to die!"
Fear, anxiety, worry, and silence filled the small tank space.
"Shut up!"
The operator suddenly started to curse, "Shut up, what are you afraid of?"
"I'll call for support. When our support comes, they will die sooner or later..."
This chapter has been completed!