In the dark night, the biggest enemy is not the sand bandits, but the night, and the unknown is the most dangerous. Liu Wei'an focused his eyes, and two shining rays of light shot out. The hazy scenery became clear in his sight. More than fifty meters away, a sand bandit was lying on the ground sneakily, facing a building in the southeast. Building fire.
This is an old-fashioned building. It doesn't look like a residential building. It looks a bit like a Western church. It has a pointed roof, but there is no sign such as a cross. I don't know if it collapsed or if the building just looks similar. After being simply renovated, it became a bunker, reinforced with concrete on all sides, and a large iron door in the middle was the only way in and out. This turtle shell-like structure was the main reason why the people in the building were able to persist for so long.
This is the suggestion of Tank. Tank once served in the army. Although he has been living in the slave area for decades, his mentality of being prepared for danger in times of peace has never changed. The lion also supports this approach. Such sentries have been set up in the four directions of Times Square. There are as many as 50 and as few as 20 people at each sentry post, which mainly plays a warning role.
In fact, after the rise of Times Square, it has become the largest force within hundreds of miles. No other force dares to pull out the tiger's beard. Many people don't think so, and they don't expect the danger to actually happen.
The appearance of Sand Bandit is easy to identify. First of all, it is the hair. Because it has not been cut for many years, the hair has grown on the shoulders. It is messy, sticky, and muddy. Mixed together, it makes people want to go away at the first sight. A little feeling. This was originally a common characteristic of all slaves, but after the sudden rise of Times Square, this situation changed.
Times Square has water pipes connected from residential areas. Of course, this is only domestic water, not drinking water, but it is enough to change the dirty, messy and poor image of Times Square. Today’s Times Square, just from the outside, basically looks the same as There is not much difference between cities. They are clean and bright, but less prosperous.
This is the best way to distinguish between friends and foes. However, Liu Wei'an paid more attention to the temperament of the sand bandit. This sand bandit's body faintly exuded an evil spirit, cruel, irritable, and slavelike. That kind of flinching and uneasiness is completely different. Generally speaking, this kind of aura can only be formed when there is too much life on the hands.
This kind of person regards life as child's play!
This sand bandit was dressed in tatters, and the gun in his hand was an obsolete old-fashioned rifle. He obviously didn't do well in the sand bandit organization, but compared to the unarmed slaves, he was much better.
Suddenly, Liu Wei'an saw a hint of joy on the sand pirate's face, which was an emotion of excitement after seeing the prey. He closed his left eye, the barrel of the gun was slightly raised, and his right index finger on the trigger was about to pull the trigger hard. At that moment, a sharp and huge force hit his head.
puff!
The Sand Bandit's head exploded, and his body fell onto the sand more than two meters away. His fingers twitched twice unconsciously, and he remained motionless. His remaining consciousness had no time to form, and he died in a blank.
There is a person on the left and right sides of this sand bandit. The person on the left is wearing a blue coat. He is thin and the clothes are very awkward on his body. The person on the right has a scar on his face, sliding from his cheek to his ear. From the mark From the looks of it, it should be the burn mark of the bullet passing by. This man is considered to have a big face. If he looks a little higher, he can say goodbye to this world.
When the two heard the noise, they turned their heads at the same time. When they saw this scene, their pupils widened instantly. Before they could make a sound, their heads exploded almost at the same time. The interval did not exceed 0.2 seconds, and their bodies were thrown backward. With a snap, it fell to the ground and there was no more sound.
Liu Wei'an squatted on the ground, scanning the entire battlefield with a pair of falcon-like eyes. The sniper rifle on his shoulder vibrated from time to time. Every time it vibrated, a head exploded in the distance. In less than a minute, 23 sand bandits were killed, and the firepower in this area was greatly reduced.
Several ugly shouts rang out, and the Sand Bandits' reaction speed was astonishingly fast. Dozens of Sand Bandits immediately approached in this direction. Regardless of whether there was anyone or not, they fired a hail of bullets at them first.
boom!
Among the Sand Bandits, the tallest man fell to the sky, with a bloody hole the size of a bowl appearing on his chest. This Sand Bandit must have been of high status, well-fed and well-nourished. He did not die immediately and let out a roar like a wolf. He screamed, holding the trigger of the submachine gun tightly with his finger, and fired bullets into the sky for almost seven or eight seconds before stopping, scaring the sand bandits around him to the point where they all fell to the ground, fearing that one of them would accidentally be shot in the head by a bullet.
Liu Wei'an stood up suddenly, and his sniper rifle vibrated three times in succession. Puff, puff, puff. In the distance, the heads of the three sand bandits at the front exploded. He didn't have time to fire the fourth shot, and he quickly shot towards the one three meters away. He threw himself over a shallow pit, and as soon as he landed, he heard dense bullets hitting the ground, and the splashing gravel hit his face, causing a faint pain.
Liu Wei'an lay on the ground, trying to keep himself as close to the ground as the bullets whizzed past his back. Several bullets almost grazed his skin, and the burning heat of the friction almost scorched his skin.
when!
A bullet hit the handle of the sniper rifle, sparking fire. The rebounded bullet passed between his eyebrows and almost hit his eye. Liu Wei'an broke into a cold sweat.
In less than three seconds, he felt like a century had passed.
Fierce gunfire rang out from all directions, and the bullets fired quickly became sparse. It was a tank, and the tank and its people began to fight back. Liu Wei'an calculated the traces of the bullet and rushed out of the shallow pit when the bullet deviated from his body. Using his hands and feet together, like a gecko, he rushed five meters in a few tenths of a second, rolled and landed on a small Behind the slope, just as it fell, a sniper rifle rang out.
boom!
In the distance, a machine gun spraying a mouthpiece immediately misfired. Liu Wei'an let out a heavy breath, and quickly poked his head out of the slope. When he stretched and retracted, the surrounding scene suddenly came into his head, and then the sniper rifle began to sound.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
The bodies of the six sand thieves were shaken, and they flew backwards. Three of them had their heads shot, and three of them had holes the size of bowls appearing in their hearts, and blood spurted out.
The firepower of the Sand Bandits suddenly dropped to a minimum. The tank was extremely sensitive to the situation of the battle. As soon as the enemy's firepower weakened, he immediately launched a charge. More than fifty guns fired at the same time, suppressing all the firepower of the Sand Bandits.
Almost at the same time when the enemy misfired, Liu Wei'an jumped up, retracted the ring of his sniper rifle, took the bow and arrow into his hand, spread his legs and ran towards the sand bandit. He was so fast that his eyes could not catch him, more than fifty meters away. The distance was over in less than two seconds.
"Cease fire!" Tank shouted, and all the muzzles of the gun immediately turned off. Without the light of the fire, the vision suddenly fell into darkness. Just as their eyes adjusted to the change in light, all the sand pirates heard a strange vibrating sound, long and low. Before they could identify what it was, screams were heard in their ears.
"ah--"
The shrill scream only rang out for half of the time before it suddenly stopped, as if someone had pinched the neck. After this scream, there was no more sound. A few seconds of silence made the waiting tank in the distance feel excited. It felt like it was suffocating. It wasn't until a gunshot was heard that he sighed heavily. One breath.
"charge."
He could hear the sounds of submachine guns and sniper rifles at once, and the sand pirates did not have sniper rifles.
Following the soldiers behind the tank, when they rushed into the area occupied by the sand bandits, their anxiety suddenly turned into shock. Dozens of corpses were scattered on the ground, and their expressions were in disbelief because of the reasons that caused their deaths. Not a heavy machine gun, but arrows.
The arrows of cold weapons are still simple wooden poles.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, everyone would have thought it was a fantasy. Hot weapons had to fight for half a day, and casualties could not be avoided. In one breath, they were killed by a cold weapon. This, this , this is a bit ridiculous. Liu Wei'an has left, and I don't know where he went.
"You go to the bunker to provide support, and the others will follow me." The tank ordered 10 people to leave.
With the bunker as the center, the Sand Bandits set up a circular encirclement. Liu Wei'an didn't understand why the Sand Bandits did this. Logically speaking, with the Sand Bandits' strength and firepower, there was no need to do this, and they could easily destroy only fifty people. However, he just thought about it for a while and stopped pursuing the issue, because as long as all the sand bandits were killed, any conspiracy would not be a problem.
A hole was torn in the encirclement, and nearby people were approaching in the direction of the hole. Without communication tools, Liu Wei'an was really impressed by the sand bandit's reaction speed. However, the sand pirates obviously did not expect that there were snipers among their enemies.
Liu Wei'an was lying behind a boulder, his sniper rifle spitting out tongues of fire. In the distance, the sand bandits holding submachine guns fell down one by one, just like a roll call. Wherever the firepower was stronger, people would die, just a few hundred meters away. For Liu Wei'an, distance basically means hitting anywhere without aiming. The dark night has no effect on him at all.
These sand bandits were extremely ferocious. Even if their companions fell one after another, they still moved forward firmly. Liu Wei'an had a sneer on his lips and quietly changed places. If these people's guns were equipped with night vision goggles, he would still be afraid. They were all old-fashioned obsolete products, so he wasn't too worried.
This moment is not like before. Before, I took risks in order to tear open the encirclement as soon as possible. But now, the enemy is overt and we are in the dark, and I have all the advantages.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters! Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he took out a hand grenade from the ring. It was snatched away when the police were chasing him. There were only a few dozen grenades, but they were used to deal with these sand bandits just now. good.
Dozens of grenades were impossible to detect in the dark night. From a distance of two hundred meters, under the infusion of internal force, it only took one second. Only when the grenades landed in front of them did the sand pirates notice, and the expression on his face was In an instant, they turned into despair. Only halfway through the motion of throwing themselves down, they were overturned by a terrible shock wave. Countless steel balls and iron nails were shot into their bodies, cutting off their life.
Boom——
