Chen Xing sat motionless. Because the time was too short, he could not cut off the transmission of smell, so he could only hope that the other party did not have this ability.
An hour later, he heard slight movement below. The big cat also heard it and looked towards him. He moved his body slightly and looked down the balcony from the broken window sill.
Two men with guns appeared in sight, hunched over, moving lightly, looking left and right from time to time. Chen Xing slowly retracted, relying on the sound of the shoe uppers rubbing against the soil to identify the opponent's position. The big cat was holding the M4, looking a little nervous.
Time seemed to have stopped until the footsteps faded away, and then the normal flow rate resumed.
They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Next, there is a long wait. The whole world seemed to be quiet, without a single sound. The sun gradually sets in the west, and the light seems to be mixed with blood and becomes bright red.
The two gangs outside were still fighting. If this continues, I don't know how long it will take, so Chen Xing plans to add fuel to their fire. When the light dims, there will be no chance. Although his "Night Owl" can greatly reduce the muzzle flames, it is still obvious in the dark night.
He stretched his neck and looked around over the balcony floor, his eyes scanning every possible hiding place.
Minutes later, he spotted a man hiding in a building. The other party was wearing a gray and green camouflage uniform and was hiding behind the window sill, with only half of his bulletproof helmet exposed.
The visual distance was five to six hundred meters, and no other accomplices were found around. Chen Xing pulled the bolt of the gun, inserted a steel core armor-piercing bullet, then pushed the bolt to load, aiming at the wall under the helmet.
"I hope the wall isn't too thick."
Chen Xing whispered while infusing spiritual energy, and finally pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The dull sound of gunfire echoed through the ruins. The steel-core bullet opened a hole as big as a bowl in the wall, and thick plasma spurted out.
"Change somewhere."
After a successful blow, Chen Xing quickly put away his gun, ducked out of the room, and went down the stairs to the third floor, ready to evacuate at any time. It's only about ten meters above the ground. If the stairs are blocked, they can jump directly from the balcony of any room.
"Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!"
"Hengxiang..." "Hengxiang!"
Like a hornet's nest, dense gunshots rang out from all directions, accompanied by the scream of rockets piercing the air.
"The fight started."
Chen Xing grinned and smiled at the big cat, with an unspeakably evil look. The big cat gave a thumbs up and also laughed.
"When they are almost done fighting, we will go out to harvest." Chen Xing said in a low voice.
"Yeah." The big cat nodded vigorously.
As time went on, the light gradually dimmed, finally blending into darkness.
As night fell, the sound of gunfire changed from intensive at first to sparse, and finally became quiet. Judging from the direction of the gunshots, both parties adopted tactics of spreading out and hiding. The terrain here is complex and is most suitable for street fighting. If you fail to keep your composure, the party that attacks first will suffer a big loss.
In his previous life, Chen Xing was most proficient in this tactic. What he is best at is defense rather than offense. He sets up a formation and waits for the enemy to charge, and then counterattacks when he is almost exhausted. This is a typical defensive counterattack tactic. This is also related to the direction of his development. He has never been an assault soldier who rushes to the front, but a precision shooter who hides behind and fires cold shots. In his more than ten years of mercenary career, countless enemy soldiers died at his hands, ranking among the highest in the entire Thunder Light Regiment. But because of this, he couldn't rush to the front line to grab the loot. Under the "free distribution" rules of the Thunder Light Group, he couldn't make much money.
But this is also the reason why he can survive for more than ten years. Assault troops rush to the front line and have the highest casualty rate; Mechas are the enemy's primary target, and Mecha soldiers have the second highest casualty rate; Scouts have to enter the front line, and have the third highest casualty rate; snipers require a large amount of medication, so Many people died of overdose, with the fourth highest casualty rate; on the contrary, precision shooters like him had the lowest casualty rate.
On the battlefield, the only task of a precision shooter is to kill the enemy's effective forces. He can move relatively freely. The general attack is the last, and the retreat is the first, and he follows the main force closely. Snipers and artillery mechas are some distance away from the main force and are easily attacked by the enemy from behind. Therefore, precision shooters have the highest survival rate among all arms.
But then again, being a precision marksman in this life is like living in my hometown. At any rate, I have to find a mercenary group leader Dangdang. He has hundreds of people under his command. It would be too useless to be a small soldier.
In the middle of the night, a rustling sound suddenly came from downstairs, and Chen Xing and Da Mao opened their eyes at the same time. Through the moonlight coming in from the balcony, you can only see the whites of your eyes.
Chen Xing made a "wait here" gesture, holding the sheathed knife, and moved towards the stairs against the wall of the corridor.
The sound of the friction of clothes getting closer and closer, and then a beam of white light swept up from downstairs. Chen Xing held the handle of the knife and slowed down his breathing. But at this moment, the light beam suddenly stopped.
Chen Xing's pupils shrank. Did the other party discover something?
"Case!"
Just as he was hesitating whether to rush out, the sound of a lighter came from below, and then he took a deep breath, and the smell of smoke filled the air. Half a minute later, the beam began to sway again, approaching upwards.
The moment the figure turned into the corridor, Chen Xing stabbed out with a knife! Before the other party could make a sound, he fell down holding his throat that was constantly spurting blood. Chen Xing squatted down, groped, and then threw the firearms and valuables to Big Cat.
I looked at the watch and saw that it was now three o'clock in the morning, so we were almost ready to move.
The two of them descended to the ground in the dark and walked through the ruins on their backs. By observing the terrain and the direction of the gunfire, Chen Xing judged the approximate location of the two groups. The bright moonlight shone on the collapsed buildings, and their outlines were vaguely visible.
After a while, the two came to the first location. Chen Xing asked the big cat to wait below and touched it himself. The big cat's agility is too low and its movements are not flexible enough. Following him is not conducive to covert operations.
Climb along the outer wall to the second floor and climb in through the window. It was quiet all around, with no movement at all. Chen Xing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed because of his misjudgment. If it were him, he would definitely arrange manpower at this position.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, his foot touched something soft. He was startled and stabbed it in with a knife. The blade seemed to be inserted into a dead object, but there was no response.
Chen Xing immediately took out the flashlight and covered the light port with his hand, only a little bit of light leaked out.
What appeared in front of him was a headless corpse with smooth and neat cuts on his neck. Looking left and right, the head rolled to the side, as if it had been chopped with a sharp weapon. And his hand was so strong that he broke the neck bone with one knife.
Searching the body, the gun and bullets were still there, but the money bag was gone. It seems that both teams have at least one killer who is good at covert operations.
After leaving the building, Chen Xing called to the big cat and moved towards the next location.
More than ten minutes later, Chen Xing entered the hiding spot and found a headless body again. Found the third location, still the same headless body. Chen Xing immediately realized that things were not as simple as he thought, so he asked the big cat to come over and hide in the building to wait for dawn.
Judging from the wounds on the corpse, it was the same person who did it, and he only used one knife. He was at least an elite level, or even a quasi-guardian level.
With such people around, Chen Xing had to be careful and gave up his original harvest plan.
"You sleep for a while, I'll be responsible for keeping watch." Chen Xing said to the big cat.
"Okay." The big cat lay down directly, resting his head on the corpse's thigh, and soon fell asleep.
In the darkness, time flows quietly...
I don't know how long it took, the morning light poured into the room, and the night passed.
To stave off drowsiness, he ate a piece of dark chocolate with a high caffeine content, which temporarily drove away the drowsiness. Although it was already dawn, there was no movement from outside. He did not dare to show his head easily and continued to hide in the hiding spot.
"Bang!"
At around seven o'clock, dull gunshots were heard in the distance. It sounded like a large-caliber anti-material sniper rifle. On the battlefield, this sniper rifle is used to attack mechas and is very powerful. Then a long time passed, and no gunshots were fired again.
By noon, Chen Xing lost his temper and decided to evacuate. Wake up the big cat, pack your things, and go downstairs.
Just after turning a corner, Chen Xing suddenly felt a strong stinging pain on his scalp. Chen Xing drew his gun and shot without hesitation for half a second. At about the same time, a figure rushed out from the corner and hit the muzzle of Silver Star's gun.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
The bullets burst out and hit the sneak attacker. The blue light flashed and he kept retreating.
Silver Star's ammunition capacity was only seven rounds. After firing the sixth shot, Chen Xing immediately stopped, concentrated his energy, and poured spiritual energy into the last bullet. In the spiritual sea, the trio of runes shone with brilliance and were in a state of being activated at any time.
The star sand flowed into the gun chamber little by little, and the entire bullet lit up. But Chen Xing didn't dare to shoot. Once he missed, it meant that all his trump cards were gone.
Only then did the big cat behind him react and raise his assault rifle to aim at the sneak attacker.
"Don't shoot, it's me."
A low, slightly hoarse voice came from under the hood. The attacker stood still, put the scimitar in his hand back into the sheath on his waist, then lifted his hood, revealing a familiar face.
Chen Xing didn't speak or put down his gun. He just stared into the woman's eyes and remained alert.
This woman is A Qiaomu who walked into the red house at noon yesterday. He recognized it right away, so he had no intention of going over to find out the truth. For this woman, he instinctively felt the danger and did not want to have too much interaction with her.
When he was skydiving that day, he had already felt that the opponent's strength had greatly improved. Judging from the brief battle just now, they are at least at the elite level or above. First of all, he didn't notice the other party approaching. If it weren't for his sense of danger, he would be dead by now. Secondly, the opponent originally did not have psychic armor, but now he can block Silver Star's bullets at close range without any visible damage.
"You want to kill me?" Chen Xing asked expressionlessly, his finger pressed on the trigger.
"I have no ill intentions towards you..." Ah Qiaomu spread his hands downwards, exposing his chest and abdomen to show his sincerity.
Chen Xing's gun slowly moved downwards, aiming at her heart. Even if the opponent has defensive-level strength, he is confident that with the support of the trio, he can inflict heavy damage on it. Especially in this situation, the two of them were less than five meters apart, and the other party's door was wide open, as if the beating heart was right in front of them.
"You want to kill me?" Ah Qiaomu looked at Chen Xing with deep and calm eyes.
Chen Xing still didn't speak, holding the gun in both hands, becoming increasingly vigilant.
"Okay, you saved me once, I will give you this life back..." As Qiaomu said, he reached out to grab the hem of his clothes and lifted up his shirt.
For a time, the waves were turbulent and shocking.
"Come on, kill me, I don't want to live anyway!" A Qiaomu exclaimed with excitement, puffing out his huge chest. That round place was so heavy and trembling that it made my mouth go dry.
"Back off, get out of here!" Chen Xing's pupils shrank and he shouted in a deep voice. He never believed that the other party was a repaying person. Even Danny, who had always liked her, could kill her. Can anyone else be spared?
The reason why the other party is acting weak now is because they can't figure out his reality. When playing street basketball in Crow City, he once used a trio, showing extraordinary strength. The other party just has concerns, not any old feelings.
A Qiaomu put down his clothes, took one last look at him, turned around and walked downstairs.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and the spiritual patterns on the silver star gradually dimmed. Chen Xing exhaled heavily and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. The big cat next to him also softened and leaned against the wall, looking like he was about to collapse.
The situation just now was too dangerous, like a razor scraping across my scalp. If A Qiaomu gives it a try, they will lose more than they win.
"Do you know each other?" Big Cat asked.
"So be it." Chen Xing shook his stiff arm, put away the silver star, and walked out of the building.
"It's pretty big." "Yeah, it's pretty big..." "Have you tried it?" "Is there anything good to try? It's just meat." "Pork?" "Beef."
The two of them walked towards District 27 while chatting about useless topics.
