Erha's chest ached, and he held back his anger.

looked at the once high-spirited and unbending demon king, for the sake of the overall situation, he was actually used as a target...... He can't wait to be the second ancestor who didn't accept anyone before.

If this is the case, he can only endure it in order to obey military orders, but can only watch the old birds fall into the enemy surroundment.

The so-called sniper duo is indeed too strong.

They are elusive, their tracks are emerging, they are constantly switching sniper positions, and their shooting angles are tricky, even the old eagles and birds cannot escape their bullets.

And the worst thing is that Leng Aochen is completely unsure of hitting them.

It turns out that in addition to the war eagle, there are strong players!

For the first time, he felt small.

Leng Junrui's vision was a little blurry, his heart was beating faster and faster, and his physical strength was running out rapidly.

The ammunition also began to bottom out, and he heard his own gasps, so heavy.

It was really too tiring, sleepless days and nights, infiltration, movement, air battles, rapid marches in heavy rainfall, rescue in the dense forest, desperate attacks in front of you......

He roared angrily, like the bravest lion, stubbornly reminding himself that he could not, can, fall, fall.

Because he is an old bird, he is the banner of the warhawk.

The battle has reached its final moment, and he must show the most accurate judgment to lead everyone to new victories and miracles.

The sound of gunfire, explosions, and even the whistling of infantry mortars, all of this, like the loudest military song, inspired his will to fight to the extreme.

Looking at the comrades around him, one by one killed in red smoke, and some were suppressed by the fire and struggled to resist behind the bunker, Leng Junrui finally made a decision.

He threw away the submachine gun and decisively raised the sniper rifle in his hand, "Assaulter, cover me!"

Like an arrow from a string, he rushed towards the sniper position he had already chosen.

The heavy sniper bullets kept chasing him, and Leng Junrui's eyes were as fierce and calm as a wolf.

After reaching the sniper position, he did not lie down to find shelter, nor did he shoot in a crouching position, but stood quietly behind the brick wall, ready to shoot in a standing position.

His calm posture finally made the sniper god group ambushed in the distance realize that the demon king was going to kill!

Just now, he almost ignored that the Demon King, who had been running and being beaten, was actually one of the best strategic snipers in the army!

It's not that he doesn't have time to fight back, it's that the time hasn't come!

To deal with the demon king, you can't be reasonable, you must be ruthless.

If you leave him a glimmer of life, you will leave yourself a dead end.

This time, the sniper brothers, the main attacker and the observer pulled the trigger at the same time......

The three bullets were flying according to their respective trajectory, and Jian Ning and Leng Aochen's hearts hung in their throats.

Time is slow, and it seems fleeting.

The sniper observer of the Sniper God Group is shot in the head by the Demon King.

The bullet in the observation hand grazed Leng Junrui's ear, and he was fine.

The bullet of the main attacker hit the wall in front of Leng Junrui, and Jian Ning let out a sigh, "Demon King, he's fine!"

But...... Red smoke inexplicably came out of the Demon King's body, and he died.

Jian Ning exclaimed, "Why did the Demon King die?

Leng Aochen could see it clearly, his eye sockets were sour, "It was the suicide mode activated by the Demon King, which means that he admitted that he was hit by the main attacker of the Sniper God." ”

Jian Ning was exquisite, and immediately thought of the key to it, she cried, still unwilling, "Who said it, obviously didn't hit......"

Seeing the red smoke coming out of Leng Junrui's body, the main attacker of the sniper god couldn't help but pay tribute to his opponent, so he immediately changed the sniper position.

And the observer who had already died in the blue smoke stretched out a thumbs up to Leng Junrui to show the respect of the soldiers.

Leng Aochen had mixed feelings, "Loach, don't embarrass the Demon King."

The sniper used an armor-piercing high-explosive projectile, a warhead that could easily penetrate thin steel plates and brick walls, but it didn't show its power because it was a drill and an empty cartridge was used.

If a real bullet is used, according to his trajectory, it will shoot through the Demon King's cover and hit his vital point with absolute accuracy.

So...... Beelzebub...... He was indeed killed. ”

As soon as the demon king smoked, the old birds of the war eagles attacked like crazy, and they all died.

Leng Junrui calmly lowered his gun, and at the same time signaled to the surviving team members to continue to cover the dormant rookie sniper team.

Yes, although he has long decided that he can be shameless, he cannot be without the dignity of a soldier.

He can pretend to be stupid, he can rely on it, because it is true that the empty bullet can't penetrate that wall, but that bullet is in his heart, and he can't be shameless at this time.

War Eagle, even if it is dead, you must be upright!

The Blues quickly gathered towards him, and they were so excited that the one who had died was the Demon King of the War Eagle!

How many infantrymen and scouts want to capture the god of war with their own hands!

Despite his dusty coat, his epaulettes were shiny and his back was straight.

Some soldiers leaned over curiously, wanting to see his equipment, while others wanted to confiscate his weapons.

Janine cried out of nowhere.

Erha gritted his teeth, "I'll strangle you if you cry again!" Take your rangefinder, Number One will appear within our attack range at any time.

We're not here to shed tears. ”

Calm and cold Junrui, suddenly his eyes widened, his face painted in camouflage was extremely cold, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were exposed.

The murderous aura that was full of body - the murderous aura that had been tempered by blood and fire, and the murderous aura that had been forced out by countless sacrifices, was finally no longer suppressed.

All he wants is dignity.

The Blues Commander immediately motioned for everyone to stop approaching.

Even the main attacker of the sniper god shouted in the earphone: "Don't touch him, if he wants to resist, none of you can kill him!"

He was the most personable commander and the best soldier just like us. ”

The Blue Army soldier stopped two meters away from Leng Junrui, and the eyes that looked at him were no longer curious.

Leng Junrui slowly put down his weapon, and when he raised his hand to remove the earphones, his voice was very low, but his tone was extremely firm, "The veteran will not be extinguished, and the torch will be inherited." Believe in yourself and do it!"

He believes that the efforts of the old birds will not be in vain.

He is even more convinced that only by pushing the rookies to a desperate situation will they break through themselves and create miracles.

Leng Junrui took off his headphones, and in this battle, his mission was here.

Jian Ning wiped her tears desperately and stared at the rangefinder without saying a word.

Leng Aochen's nasal cavity was sour and swollen, "They won't sacrifice in vain." ”

He pulled a clip out of his trouser pocket and pinned it to his nose.

This clip is a lot like the nose clip used by synchronized swimmers.

Jian Ning tried not to look at the demon king who was taken away by the Blues, and waited for his breathing to be a little smoother before asking, "Will it affect your breathing?"

The breathing rhythm of the sniper is too important, and Erha clips his nose, will it affect the accuracy of shooting?

Leng Aochen closed his eyes in pain, his nose ......