Four-star killstreak!

The four sniper bullets spun at super-fast speed, bursting towards the entrance of the mountain as fast as thunder, as fast as three sharp arrows cutting through the night, so fast that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.

Barrett's four-star killstreak with anti-sniper equipment far surpasses AWP's, and is faster than every, with greater difficulty and recoil.

"!"

Lan Feng, who was just about to rush out of the entrance of the mountain range, sensed the crisis, let out an angry curse in his mouth, and threw himself towards the rock wall on the side without hesitation.

"Squeak!"

Four sharp sniper bullets from Barrett's anti-sniper equipment flew past Lan Feng's body, landing on a tree half a catty and ten centimeters thick on the side, and a huge sound erupted, directly cutting the entire tree from mid-air, and the power was terrifying to the extreme.

Eventually, at that moment, the tree fell suddenly under Lan Feng's shocked gaze.

I'm Uncle Grass, and Barrett are here.

Does your family run an arsenal?

Lan Feng couldn't help but curse angrily in his heart.

This thing doesn't have the demeanor of the Four Emperors and tyrants at all.

Where can an ordinary AWP sniper rifle have such terrifying lethality, at most four holes can be drilled into the trunk of that tree, and it is impossible to cause the appearance of being directly cut off by the waist now.

After a brief period of anger in Lan Feng's heart, the whole person gradually calmed down, he didn't expect the speed and reaction of the soul to be so fast.

Reaching another sniper point so quickly, and aiming directly at the entrance of the mountain after discovering that he had disappeared, was far from what Lan Feng had expected.

Originally, Lan Feng expected to wait for the Owl Soul to change his sniper position, and with Lan Feng's own speed, he had already reached the mountain range, and rushed to the distance of 300 meters of the Owl Soul, but Lan Feng didn't expect that he would be sniped by others before he rushed into the mountain, if it wasn't for Lan Feng's own speed being fast enough, that shot would not have had time to dodge.

Relying on the hand of the soul alone, it was enough for Lan Feng to treat it carefully.

And from the sound, Lan Feng judged that the soul was at least six hundred meters away from his position.

And without the cover of others, and without the weapons that can carry out long-range attacks himself, it is very difficult for Lan Feng to quickly close the distance with the Owl Soul and break through to his side.

And, the sniping ability of the soul of the people is there.

Lan Feng had no doubt that this demon soul was the man in black who shot Fei Ge last time outside the unfinished building eight hundred meters outside the Suhai outskirts.

It's really troublesome, it's really embarrassing!

If only there was a sniper rifle.

Lan Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I can't imagine that he will be forced to this point as a tyrant of the Four Emperors.

Of course, Lan Feng also has other ways, that is, to spend time with the soul of the owl, to be patient, to find a sniper blind spot to sleep well or something, anyway, this thing has not done this before.

Well, just do it.

The cargo retreated straight down the mountain road that led to the mountain, and then disappeared into the night without a shadow.

"Are you gone?"

Smelling the fading scent of the wind and feeling the speed of the wind, the soul looked through the sniper scope at the entrance of the mountain in front of him, his eyes flashing with cold light, and muttered to himself.

After a while, Lan Feng walked back, still carrying a cleaned pheasant in his hand.

Lan Feng found a few dry firewoods, then sat down under the rock wall at the entrance of the mountain, and then lit a fire and roasted chicken.

It didn't take long for a rich fragrance to waft out, and the pheasant still turned golden under the scorching fire

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Lan Feng glanced up at the mountain ridge above his head, picked up the roast pheasant, and ate it leisurely.

Behind a rock in the mountain, the Owl Soul set up Barrett's anti-sniper equipment on the rock, leaning on the cover of the rock, one eye in the sniper goggle, and his eyes were vigilantly staring ahead.

The originally dark front was suddenly illuminated by the light of the fire, and then there was a strong smell of roasted pheasant, which made the face of the soul extremely ugly at this moment, and his heart was full of anger.

Suddenly, he found himself in an urn as if he had become a turtle in an urn.

It's obvious that Lao Tzu wants to snipe him, okay?

As a result, Lao Tzu was trapped on the mountain and drank the northwest wind, but the kid was there leisurely roasting pheasants, what is the situation with this Nima?

The soul of the owl is simply crying without tears.

Big brother, is it okay not to play like this?

There's a kind of decisive battle.

Come out!

Look at Lao Tzu and shoot you.

But Lan Feng ignored him at all and ate roast chicken by himself.

When he was almost finished, Lan Feng stretched lazily, and then said leisurely: "Hey, who is that...... In the middle of the night, you drank the northwest wind all night on this mountain, aren't you hungry?"

"I still have half a chicken here, would you like to come and try it?" I'll tell you, it tastes good. You can see that the chicken is grilled to a golden brown, how delicious. ”

Lan Feng said loudly as he threw out the chicken bones he had gnawed.

Pieces of gnawed chicken bones swayed in the sniper scope of the owl soul, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

Bastard!

Is there a kind of coming out?

Xiao Soul felt that he was a quality person, so he scolded his mother in his heart.

"Oh, you can't even come here? There's only the last chicken butt left, do you want to eat it? Let me tell you, chicken butt is the most nutritious part of chickens, and it's very suitable for people like you who drink the northwest wind in the mountains all year round. ”

Lan Feng smiled slightly, and then threw the rest of the chicken butt out with all his might, which was extremely cheap.

"This bastard!"

Where did the soul usually suffer such anger and provocation, knowing that Lan Feng used the agitation method, but at this moment, he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

The chicken ass that appeared in the sniper scope seemed to be laughing at his incompetence.

"Bang!"

The owl couldn't hold back any longer, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger of the anti-sniper equipment.

A gunshot rang out, and the chicken butt that Lan Feng threw out of his hand burst directly under the gunshot.

"Tsk...... You are so immoral, I kindly invited you to eat chicken butt, but you burst other people's chrysanthemums, I didn't expect you to be so good, you are so disgusting, no wonder Xiaoqing said that you like to have a base with him. ”

Lan Feng took the unburned dry wood in his hand and said with a mocking expression.

Lan Feng at this moment is so cheap, he is really cheap, he even said that people like to burst chrysanthemums, and they also like to engage in bases.

"!"

An uncontrollable anger surged from the soul of the owl.

Didn't Lao Tzu just blow up a chicken butt, you just said that Lao Tzu likes to burst chrysanthemums?

Lao Tzu is an upright real man, when did he like to engage in the base?

If you use the agitation method to such an extent, do you still want to be ashamed?

What about your festival?

"Boom......"

Just when the soul was out of control, Lan Feng slammed on the torch in his hand, and then directly threw out all the firewood that was extinguished but emitted thick smoke.

"Sneer......"

The firewood fell to the ground, and a large amount of smoke came out, instantly obscuring the sight of the owl soul.

In the next moment, Lan Feng's body rushed out like a cheetah.

"Huh!"

A black shadow flashed violently under the cover of smoke.

The sudden change made the face of the uncontrollable owl soul suddenly change, and the unburned firewood was blown by the mountain wind, filling with a large amount of smoke, which not only covered up the smell on Lan Feng's body, but also made him disappear from the sight of the owl soul without a trace.

The face of the owl soul sank and became gloomy.

Then, the owl soul stared vigilantly at the range within a hundred meters of four or five years.

In that moment just now, Lan Feng definitely couldn't run far.

"Whew!"

Behind a rock, followed by a rock's bunker, Lan Feng let out a long breath and finally came up.

"But that's where the hell begins. ”

Lan Feng looked solemn and muttered to himself.

Lan Feng, who plays with the sniper rifle with great skill, knows exactly what it means to go head-to-head with a master sniper with his bare hands.

It was definitely a life of nine deaths, hovering on the brink of death.

However, Lan Feng, who had come here, had no way, he had a way to retreat at the entrance of the mountain range before, and he could wait for the pigs, but now he had no way to retreat.

Moreover, the owl soul had already been fooled by him once just now, so it would never be possible to go on it a second time.

So, the next 400 meters is the real test.

"This is forcing me to use my life to break through under the performance of Barrett. ”

A shallow smile appeared on Lan Feng's face.

He lowered his head and picked up the two stones on the ground, then threw them out violently, and his body turned into a light and shadow and rushed directly towards the owl soul.

"Bang!"

The gunshots rang out, and before the stones hit the ground, they turned into powder in mid-air and dissipated with the wind.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and a death crisis permeated Lan Feng's heart, causing Lan Feng to smile slightly, as if he was aware of it, and his body rushed to the ground on the side without hesitation.

"Snort ......"

A sniper bullet grazed his ear, and with just one more centimeter offset, one of Lan Feng's ears was gone.

"Bang Bang ......"

The gunshots rang out one after another, and one bullet after another burst out directly at Lan Feng like angry poisonous snakes, blocking the way he was heading out.

"Sneer......"

Lan Feng landed on the ground, followed by a series of standard quick rolls and dodges, sniper bullets whizzing past his feet, hitting the hard rocks with a crisp sound.

Through the moonlight, you can clearly see that where Lan Feng's body passes, there are rows of eye-catching bullet marks.

"Huh!"

The continuous and rapid tumbling dodge made Lan Feng's brows furrowed, and his gaze swept over a rock on the side, and Lan Feng's body rolled towards the rock without hesitation, wanting to use the rock cover.

However, in the next moment, a strong crisis permeated Lan Feng's heart.

(End of chapter)