Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 559: The Hunter and the Prey 3

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"I know you're all elites, but just five minutes ago, the commander of the sixth regiment of our first sequence of the Black Death, as well as the veteran leader of his huntsman squad, were all named by a shooter on the opposite side, and the commander of the sixth regiment received a 260-yard through train that made no sense at all. Looking at the eight Black Death hunters sitting or standing by the ruins in front of him, as the only surviving commander of the Seventh Regiment in front of him, he sighed, if he could, he would like to be helpless, but unfortunately as the lord of the crown, he has no face and no skin, and even the sigh is 'virtual' through the soul resonance.

"260 yards, that's a bit of a distance from the one who calls himself Mrs. Zaicaif. One of the black-skulled hunters said.

"But with two shots and two hits, the commander of the sixth regiment and his regimental deputy were directly killed, and it is not a bit far-fetched to compare him with that lady Zai Caifu in terms of this hit rate. He didn't point out the sourness in this statement, for the commander of the Seventh Regiment, any guy who could take someone's life at a distance of 260 yards was a very terrible thing, and it seemed that this person was only using a very ordinary long-range shotgun, you must know that when Mrs. Zaycaifu shot at more than 400 yards, she used a high-precision rifle of the engineering oddity, not to mention heavy sniper bullets and high-magnification scopes.

"Well, Your Excellency Commander, can you confirm the race of this archer now?" asked the hunter with a black ebony flower on his skull, raising his hand.

"I'm sorry, at the moment the body of this shooter is still a mystery, no one has seen his body, and the ghoul has no way to track him, the only props he can find are two bullet shells, but there is nothing worth tracking on it. Speaking of this, the leader of the seventh regiment shook his head: "I'm sorry, everyone, but at least one thing can be proven, this shooter should be a small body race, because the hole in the ceiling has been identified as being dug by a weapon, this should be the 'fast track' used by our target, and that hole can't be stuck by the thinnest of us all, so it's very likely to be a kitten or a Tyre." ”

"It's okay for the people of Tyre to say, I know that these little men are good hunters, but you say that the kitten people are a little scary, these cat people are good at both wild and urban warfare. Obviously an evil wreck, but still wearing an eye patch, this hunter is a little unusual: "In the fourth open era, there are many kittens who can fight 300 yards. ”

"It should be a newcomer, I asked a friend to help me ask, and he said that there is no large-scale team of kittens in this dungeon progress, and it may be a solo skirmisher. The commander of the seventh regiment first gave a good news, then looked at the people in front of him, and gave a bad news: "First I will give you a good news, and then the bad news is that my grandfather said, he said that according to the order of the target's death, as an old player who fought with the kitten people in the first open era, he said that he seemed to smell the smell of the old hunter of the kitten people taking his cubs out for a walk." ”

"Kitten-man hunter, what the hell is that walk. The only soul-bound among the hunters asked.

"The Kitty Man Hunter is a special operations unit in the Kitten Man army, and as long as any of these guys can survive to retire, they are basically equivalent to a walking killer, and the meaning of bringing cubs for a walk is very simple, just like you and my grandparents took us into the simulation trainer. ”

"Wouldn't you think too much, where did you get so much **** luck? The black-skulled hunter grumbled to the commander in front of him.

"As a commander, I always have to think about the worst, if it is really as my grandfather said, you are afraid that it will not be enough for that little guy to kill, so the Grand Master asked me to tell you that your goal is to find him on this battlefield...... Destroy him. At the last three words, he clapped his hands vigorously, and ominous notes came from between the bones.

"No problem, leave it to us. The hunter with the ebony pattern on his forehead stood up, picked up his gun and took the lead in the direction of the front line: "I don't care if this guy is a hunter or not, I just know that we have to deal with this guy, the hunters of the Black Death are not schoolchildren." ”

"Then be careful on the road, and hope luck is on your side. The commander of the seventh regiment watched everyone leave with each other's observers, and then slowly sat himself on the wooden box beside him: "I hope so." ”

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"This is the foxhound, the ebony is online, please answer when you hear it. Putting on his helmet, Ebony began to tune his microphone system.

"No problem, I hear you, this is Ronin, and my observer and I are searching on Second Avenue. The Soul Bound replied in the channel.

"We're on Third Avenue near Ronin, and we're going from house to room looking for any possible clues, Ebony, can you get in touch with Blackhead. Blindfold-kun's words came from the channel.

"No, it shouldn't be that his headphone transmitter is broken, to be honest, the mass production of the first open era is really unreliable. Shaking her head, Ebony motioned for her observer to go up to the roof first: "I'll let my observer go online to see the situation, and you guys pay attention to it yourself." ”

Scouting the entire area along the street, Ebony and his teammates didn't find anything, and Black Head never had contact with them, which made Ebony finally choose to check the situation, so the two went down the alley to the starting point of Black Head, and traveled all the way along the route for about ten minutes, Ebony found the body of his friend, "What the hell is this." In Ebony's eyes, the friend who had painted his skull black had fallen apart, and his observer hand was not seen at the scene, but Ebony checked it and found that the observer had died on a three-story decimal staircase on the side of the road, and unlike the black head that had been shot with a musket, the body of this observer had been cut in half, a very standard knife wound.

"There is no sign of the enemy. After searching for it, Ebony's observer shook his head helplessly: "I haven't found anything left by the murderer at all." ”

"It's really annoying. Ebony got up to tell her teammates the bad news, and was about to leave the scene with her observer, when the evil hunter suddenly noticed a reflection from the roof of a small building in the distance.

"What's that?" he pointed to the flash, and the observer looked up.

The next second, with the sound of gunfire, Ebony suddenly felt as if it had been crushed by a train. (~^~)