Screams continued, and in less than two hours, more than half of Liu Wei'an's side was dead and injured. There were bursts of fire, broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, blood flowing on the ground, splattering on the walls, and exposed intestines could be seen from time to time. A slave was holding a gun in his hand, lying on the ground, staring straight ahead, but he had been dead for a long time, there was a hole between his eyebrows, and the blood had dried.
The military also suffered heavy losses. One of its armored vehicles was blown up, and corpses could be seen everywhere. It was extremely tragic.
The missile roared from a distance with a long red light. Liu Wei'an's eyes narrowed for a moment and focused a little. Others didn't see his movements clearly at all. He had already shot out an arrow as fast as lightning.
Boom——
The missile exploded in mid-air, and the fire shot into the sky. Within half a mile, it was as bright as day. The burning flames blocked the sight of both parties, and the slaves quickly rushed out of the room and changed their positions.
puff!
A running slave's head suddenly exploded, like a broken watermelon, and his brains splattered all over the floor. The body was thrown more than two meters away by the powerful impact.
Before anyone else could react, the heads of two more slaves exploded, and blood spurted out.
"There are snipers, find cover quickly—" Toad yelled.
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A slave screamed miserably. His left leg was shot off by a bullet. The cut was like a torn rag. You can imagine the pain, and red blood spurted out wildly. Not only was he scared, but he was also confused by the pain. He pulled the trigger with his finger and fired all around. The two companions who had just rushed into the bunker were shot into pieces without even making a sound.
"Are you crazy?" Mr. Liu was startled, and a bullet passed over his head, almost sending him to see the Lord of Hell.
The slave seemed not to have heard anything, and let out a miserable cry, while bullets continued to fire. The third master raised his hand and fired a shot, a headshot.
bump!
The screams stopped suddenly, and the crazy look on the slave's face solidified, but his eyes were filled with relief.
At this moment, Alai, who had just shot a soldier, let out a miserable groan. Blood surged from his left shoulder, and a bullet penetrated it. Fortunately, it did not hit the bone, otherwise his arm would be considered useless.
"At three o'clock." Toad had been looking for the sniper's position, and finally made a judgment with this shot.
"The sniper must be killed, otherwise he can target us to death by himself." The third master looked calm and shot his subordinates with his own hands, which made the smile he had been wearing become more ferocious.
"I'll go." Seeing that no one spoke, Liu Wei'an volunteered.
"I'd better go, my dear, your bow and arrows don't have enough range," Spider said. Even if you don’t know anything about snipers, you know that the enemy is at least three hundred meters away. In this case, crossing a distance of 300 meters is almost a narrow escape.
"Isn't your gun the same?" Liu Wei'an smiled, "Since I can kill helicopters, a small sniper is no problem. Trust me."
"Stop arguing, Spider, your speed is too slow. If you go there, you will die. There is no way to avoid the sniper's aim." The third master stared at Liu Wei'an, "You must pay attention to one thing, never stay in one place for more than 0.8 More than seconds.”
"Don't worry." The muscles on Liu Wei'an's face twitched a little. The enemy in front is raining bullets, and there are dangers everywhere. If you want to do this, you can only rely on luck. A piece of clothing was thrown out. As soon as it rose into the air, a gunshot was heard. There was a bullet hole in the clothing. Liu Wei'an had already rushed out from behind the bunker, as fast as a shadow. There was a trash can eight meters away. Just as Liu Wei'an was about to lie down, a huge crisis hit him. He abruptly moved half of his body to the left, and a bullet at least ten centimeters long whizzed past his body. However, the heat generated by the friction made his skin feel hot.
With a kick of his toes, his strength exploded, and his body shot out like a rocket. He was chasing a shuttle of bullets behind him, and he almost caught up with him. A round pillar appeared in front of him, and Liu Wei'an's speed increased again, more than ten seconds. The distance of meters flashed, and right behind the approaching pillar, the feeling of danger struck again.
The body stood still for an instant. From running at high speed to suddenly stopping, the soles of the feet seemed to have been poured with iron juice and remained motionless. A bright yellow bullet hit the pillar, causing the cement to fly and a fist-sized hole to appear. It almost penetrated one-third of the thickness of the pillar, and a wisp of white smoke curled out.
Liu Wei'an's face changed color. The bullets of the sniper rifle were by no means comparable to ordinary guns. Once shot, he would basically lose arms and legs, or else there would be a hole the size of a bowl. Whether he could survive basically depends on luck.
After being still for 0.3 seconds, Liu Wei'an ran wildly again, bursting out, stopping, and bursting out. This extremely rapid reversal was a bit unbearable even for his bronze-level master's physique. His heartbeat was pounding, his breathing was rapid, and a fire roared. Then, before the shells arrived, the huge shock wave had already distorted the air. Liu Wei'an's body twisted incredibly in mid-air. The sniper bullet passed through his armpits. He kicked on the wall with his feet and shrank his body upwards. , like a monkey, he climbed up to the second floor, leaned on the railing on the second floor, jumped three meters high, hooked his fingers, and with such a trivial leverage, his body had already shot into the third floor, and the figure disappeared in a flash. Inside the room, there was a loud noise, which was the rocket chasing behind the drum.
Fire broke out in the room on the first floor, and thick smoke swept in all directions as the impact broke out. Broken glass, wood chips, and gravel shot out dozens of meters away, like a terrible rain of mud and rocks.
Liu Wei'an has not appeared since he entered the third floor. He seems to have disappeared. In the distance, about 350 meters away, in a room on the 30th floor of a building, a young sniper is lying behind the window. , carefully searching every window, every room, and every suspicious place. Two minutes passed, and still no abnormalities were found.
"Did you get stunned by the shock wave or hit by a stray bullet?" The sniper guessed that this was not impossible. On the battlefield, many people died in this way, especially some big shots. They often died not in frontal combat, but in direct combat. He died by some inadvertent stray bullets, which was very unjust.
As a sniper, the most important characteristic is patience. However, this person's goal is to suppress and shoot the enemy. He does not have time to get too entangled with Liu Wei'an. After waiting for three minutes, Liu Wei'an did not appear. He gave up and continued to shoot Sanye and his group.
Two more slaves were shot in the head, and a piece of meat was bitten off from the thigh of the young man with a flying knife. If he hadn't dodged in time, the thigh would have been gone. His blue face was full of fear and anger, and he shouted: "Damn it. , Isn’t this Liu Wei’an sworn? Why has it been so long and there is still no movement? If this continues, we will all die.” “Be patient.” Mr. Liu frowned and said, “It’s only been a few minutes. I want to find someone.” It all takes at least five or six minutes.”
"Maybe he's already dead, why should we put our hope on a dead man?" A newly joined slave couldn't help complaining.
"What did you say?" Spider yelled, glaring at the man, and the three remaining men behind him also had cannibalistic expressions.
"Are you bullying me because I have so few people?" That person was not a gas-efficient person either. With a greeting, six or seven people looked over at him with unkind eyes.
"What are you doing? Are you going to rebel when the enemy is still outside?" The third master roared, took a deep look at the newly joined slave, and said calmly: "No matter what, the purpose of Liu Wei'an's trip is For everyone, no matter whether we succeed or fail, we should be grateful. Judging from your appearance, you are also the boss. You should have a sense of what you should do and what should not be done, right?"
The man snorted and stopped talking.
The Third Master and the Sixth Master met each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, after five or six years of low profile, the slaves outside have become like this. No wonder there have been repeated massacres of slaves in these years, probably because everyone is not united. Just because a sniper suppressed him, his true nature was revealed. One can imagine how arrogant and domineering he usually is. If such a person is the boss, how can he have any good subordinates?
The sniper took his attention away from Liu Wei'an for less than a minute. Suddenly, a danger warning arose in his heart, a threat of death. Lightning left the sniper rifle, rolled on the spot, and shot an arrow. It was three inches deep into the place where he was lying. You know, it was a concrete floor.
Before he could jump up, the second sharp arrow was already in front of him, and he could only roll again. He had received long-term training to avoid snipers, and his body was agile. When he rolled, he was like a black shadow, but he was fast, and the arrow was even faster. Then one arrow after another, one after another, never leaving his heart, making him dare not relax at all.
He couldn't think about how Liu Wei'an found himself hundreds of meters away across several buildings in such a short period of time, but at this moment he could only dodge continuously and did not dare to stop for a moment. The arrow chases behind the butt, connecting the city in a straight line.
Oops!
After rolling over for an unknown number of times, I came to a corner and felt the force of the shock coming from the wall on my back. My heart instantly sank. Between life and death, a will to survive burst out. I reached out at an unprecedented speed. He pulled out the pistol on his leg, turned on the safety, and performed several actions in one go. There was almost no need to aim. The muzzle of the gun was already pointed at a position two steps to the right of the room door. As a sniper, he still had the ability to listen to the wind detector. Plus The intuition developed over a long period of training had already accurately grasped Liu Wei'an's position almost when he shot the first arrow.
However, the moment he pulled the trigger, the sharp arrow suddenly accelerated, like a cold light, and lightning shot into the center of his eyebrows. The force was so strong that the sharp arrow pierced the back of his head before stopping.
The sniper's dilated pupils were full of mystery. How could the arrow accelerate out of thin air without anyone controlling it? Could it be that this primitive cold weapon also has its own power acceleration device? With confusion and disbelief, his eyes dimmed.
Liu Wei'an walked over and recovered the five missed arrows. This was the first person he met who could avoid his five arrows in a row, and this was under the circumstances of a sneak attack.
