Suddenly, Chen Xing felt a slight sting on his scalp and immediately retracted behind the stone. The next second, there was a dull sound above his head, and tiny gravels erupted backwards, leaving blood marks on his face.
Sniper!
He was startled, but quickly relieved. How could such a large force not have a few snipers? However, the situation was a bit tricky. His accurate range was no more than 1,200 meters, but the opponent's range was 3,000 meters, completely crushing him in terms of range. And he only has one sniper, Guihu, and she alone is not enough.
"Bang!"
In the midst of his thoughts, gunfire rang out again, and the head of a nearby team member exploded, causing an extremely tragic death. Seeing that the situation was critical, Chen Xing picked up the big black eagle on his back and ran to the rear of the battlefield.
"cover me!"
After saying a word to Wu Jinjian, Chen Xing mounted the flying dragon. With a pull on the reins, the flying dragon raised its head and neighed, then flapped its fleshy wings and took off.
"Whoops!"
Accompanied by the strong wind blowing in the face, the flying dragon drew an arc and flew out of the mountain, bypassing the main battlefield and flying towards the sniper's position. The sound of bullets slicing through the air could be heard endlessly. It was someone who discovered him on the battlefield and shot at him.
"Cover the regiment commander!" Wu Jinjian shouted, jumping out of the bunker first, standing on the rocks and shooting at the enemy below.
"Kill!" The team members rushed out and fired bullets at the enemy formation crazily.
"Drive!" Chen Xing shouted loudly from above, swinging the reins vigorously to drive the flying dragon to speed up. The green-skinned flying dragon's extreme sprint speed can reach 200 kilometers per hour, making it impossible for enemies on the battlefield to hit easily.
In the blink of an eye, the flying dragon flew across the sky and circled to the rear of the battlefield. There was a vague figure lying on a low hill five hundred meters away from the artillery position. It was definitely the sniper. Chen Xing pulled the reins, and the flying dragon stopped flapping its fleshy wings and lowered its head to swoop down.
The sniper on the low hill discovered him and was frightened. He dropped his sniper rifle and ran away towards the artillery position. How could Chen Xing give him a chance? He held the reins with one hand and took out the customized version of the Dragon Scale Guard scar that Ye Yang Bailiu gave him with the other hand, and fired continuously.
"Da da da da da da da!"
Pieces of smoke and dust flew up on the ground, chasing the snipers all the way and sweeping them into a hornet's nest. At this time, fire flashed from the side and rear. He quickly pulled the reins, driving the flying dragon upwards.
"Fiercely..."
Rockets trailing flames arrived in an instant, passing in front and overhead. Feeling a strong stinging pain on his scalp, he subconsciously turned the muzzle of his gun and fired fiercely downwards. A ball of fire exploded in the sky, and a heat wave hit his face. The flying sparks stuck to the hair, and little white smoke emitted.
"Hurry, or we will all die here!"
In desperation, Chen Xing yelled, regardless of whether Feilong could understand human language or not. The rocket may not be able to cause fatal damage to him, but if the flying dragon is injured and falls into the enemy's formation, he will definitely die. In the blink of an eye, the flying dragon made a big circle and finally flew back to the mountain. Chen Xing got off the dragon saddle, his heart beating wildly. We can no longer take risks. On the battlefield, if we are not careful, our bodies will be completely destroyed.
After killing the sniper, Chen Xing returned to the shooting point and killed the approaching mecha and the assault soldiers that came up.
"Second echelon, step up!"
In the command tent of the hunting group alliance, Li Tianjiao yelled at the intercom. On the holographic tactical map, the first batch of charging troops suffered heavy losses. Most of the red dots representing their own soldiers were destroyed. Their morale was low and they had begun to flee.
"Master Li, there is a very powerful shooter on the mountain. Our people will be killed as soon as they get close!" The herald came in to report.
"How many snipers do we have?" Li Tianjiao turned to the wavy-haired female adjutant and asked.
"Sir, we still have two snipers. The one brought by the Huang family is dead." The female adjutant held the document under her arm, stepped forward, and saluted with her chest raised. Due to the violent movement, the button on the chest was almost opened.
Li Tianjiao frowned slightly, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Let them stand by."
"Yes, sir." The female adjutant stood up straight and saluted again.
"Li Tianjiao, you are a pretty good adjutant. Let me borrow him for a couple of days." A frivolous voice came from behind.
The female adjutant suddenly stiffened, her pale face forming a sharp contrast with her fiery red lips. Xun Sheng looked around and saw that the person who spoke was a young man in his early twenties, wearing colorful checkered t-shirts, with dark eye sockets and dark purple lips. He was playing with a small knife in his hand, the blade beating back and forth on his fingertips. He stared at the female adjutant like a wolf that had found its prey, with saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth.
"As you wish." Li Tianjiao said without looking back.
The female adjutant looked desperate, and the folder under her arm fell to the ground with a snap.
"When I return it to you, it may not be complete~" the young man playing with the knife said in a sinister tone.
"Young Master Huang, with our friendship, do we need to say so much?" Li Tianjiao turned his head and answered with a smile.
"Okay, Li Tianjiao, I have you!" Young Master Huang walked forward cheerfully and hugged the female adjutant's waist.
The female adjutant's body was stiff and her eyes were unfocused, like a zombie, and she was hugged by Young Master Huang and left.
It didn't take long for heavy breathing to be heard in the camp, as if they were suppressing unbearable pain and trying not to wail.
On the battlefield, a second wave of enemy troops rushed down the mountain, climbing among rocks and corpses. Chen Xing held the big black eagle, concentrated his energy, and shot one at a time. His spiritual power broke through the second floor of the tower and reached 45 points. With the domain talent "Endless Sea", his spiritual power level reached 90 points.
Each point of mental power level represents a unit of spiritual energy. Each charged shot consumes two units of spiritual energy. Chen Xing can perform forty-five charged shots at one time, not counting the replenishment of drinking potion while shooting. part.
Under Chen Xing's gun, the enemy troops trembled and rushed very slowly, resulting in lower efficiency. Seeing that the battle situation here was stable, Chen Xing rode on the flying dragon and headed to Ghost Fox's second battalion position.
"How is the battle going?" Chen Xing found Ghost Fox and asked about the situation.
"A group of people came up and eleven were lost." Ghost Fox replied.
"From now on, don't shoot, stay hidden, and only deal with snipers." "Okay." After the two exchanged words, Chen Xing moved to the front line. Just then an enemy commando rushed up, pulled out a dagger and stabbed him. He casually pulled out the Silver Star and knocked the opponent down with three shots.
The commando fell on the rocks, his lumbar vertebrae were directly broken, and he lay on his back in a twisted posture, his eyes turned white, and his hands and feet were twitching continuously. Chen Xing shot the opponent in the forehead, which was regarded as mercy on the battlefield.
When the third wave of enemy troops retreated, the sky gradually darkened and the battle came to an end. Chen Xing ordered repairs and prepared dinner.
In the hunting group's camp, the sound of breathing still undulated...
