[Chapter 1, Volume 1]

Chapter 446 Chapter 446 Death and Dignity

By now, Oliver can't help but admit that the Chinese soldier he is facing is a very formidable opponent. Baidu: This book

His sniping level is difficult for even the top five guys in the world sniper list to achieve.

However, although he was unusually powerful, God favored Oliver a little more.

The smile on Oliver's lips became more and more obvious, and he was already enjoying the pleasure of killing this terrible enemy.

In the jungle, two figures kept running at high speed, and the sawdust and branches hit by the bullets were like hail that had been broken.

They are constantly accelerating, running, jumping, rolling, changing direction, and the terrible "shooting" blow runs through it, "shooting", "rolling", "running", and "shooting" again.

The two of them were like two wild beasts that "bared" their fangs, hiding and hiding each other in the jungle, and their figures flashed behind the trees, in the grass, and in the bushes, looming and lightning fast. My shared wife 446

The dirt slope is getting closer and closer.

Finally, Wang Xiaoshi found the dirt slope 800 meters in front of him, and he was proficient in sniping, so of course he understood the opponent's intentions.

However, his body movement seems to have been controlled by Oliver, and under Oliver's deliberate "shooting", although he tried his best to control it, he still rushed towards the place of death step by step.

Finally, I was "forced" to a dead end!

The corners of Oliver's mouth "revealed" a sinister smile.

At this moment, a huge surprise made his heart, as if it was being guò by electricity, to get a hundred times more intense enjoyment than zuo love and drug use.

His eyes were bloodshot, he aimed at his target, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The target, like a lobster sunburned on the beach, jumped up in a strange posture and let go of Oliver's bullet.

Oliver's sinister smile deepened.

It seems that the enemy was smart and did not jump down the dirt slope in a desperate way.

In that case, the moment his body is in the air, he will become a live target for Olivan, and Olivan can kill him like a sparrow with just one bullet.

However, Oliver was not disappointed, but added a touch of surprise to the capture.

For him, the enemy was already in a dead position, and no matter how much he struggled, it was nothing more than struggling to die under the second bullet or death under the third bullet.

It's like lying on a woman's body and working hard, sweating profusely, swords and guns at the same time, before the final peak, most men will only try to delay time, hoping to enjoy it at the end, but no matter how it is delayed, the arrival of the peak is inevitable. My shared wife 446

It's like the death of the target in front of you!

In the face of a super sniper, without any cover, even if he is God, it is impossible to change the fate of death.

Oliver moved his body, constantly adjusting his body steps, trying to compress the enemy's body to a point, and finally "fired" a deadly bullet.

The enemy has been in a panic, and has even dropped the sniper rifle, and the whole person is like a lobster on the verge of death, making a final struggle.

Finally, when Oliver spotted him dodging, his movements began to slow down, and he was overjoyed, and the sniper rifle fired one after another, "forced" him to the edge of the dirt slope.

Seeing that the target's body was shaky and seemed to be about to fall down the dirt slope, Oliver's finger was on the trigger again.

The enemy has no way to retreat, and even the possibility of turning to the left and right sides has been lost, and what awaits him is either Oliver's bullet, or jumping off the dirt slope, and then at the moment when his body is in the air, he is shot in the head by Oliver.

Oliver's fingers tightened on the trigger, and the great sense of accomplishment turned into pleasure/feeling, completely overwhelming him, and he silently said to the poor prey, "Bye-bye!" ”

Wow!

At this moment, there was a tingling pain in Oliver's ankle, and his body involuntarily soared upward, and the whole world turned upside down, shaking in front of Olivervan's eyes, and the sky was dark for a while, and his head was dizzy.

Oliver's eyes widened, but he noticed the vague figure in the distance, gradually walking towards him.

He grinned and picked up the Barrett heavy sniper that had been thrown on the ground, wiped the dust on it, blew on it, and cursed: "Momby, I almost died in this broken gun." ”

Oliver found himself only able to see his feet, and that the whole world, for himself, was turned upside down.

He struggled twice, only to discover the sad fact that he was hanging from a big tree by a thick and tough vine, with his head and feet.

Ollivan has thought countless times about how he will lose his life, but what he thinks about the most is that he was shot in the head by an equal opponent, and his head bloomed like a flower, and he died with glory without any pain.

However, he never dreamed that as a king sniper, he would fall into the trap of the enemy in the jungle sniper battle, be captured alive like a dead dog, and be hung on a tree in such humiliation.

The great happiness just now is in stark contrast to the humiliating reality in front of us.

Oliver seemed to have fallen from a height of 30,000 feet into the cliff of the black hole, and his heart was cold and completely numb.

Wang Xiaoshi looked at Oliver who was hanging from the tree like a dead dog with a grin, squatted down, lit a cigarette for himself, and then took a deep breath, his bad smile was so hateful in Oliver's opinion: "How is it, I'm very unconvinced, right?" ”

"Pig, vile enemy, even God is ashamed of you, you don't deserve to be a sniper."

Hanging from his head and feet, Ollivan's eyes began to be bloodshot, and he cursed rudely in English, and the humiliation of defeat burned his anger to the extreme.

Wang Xiaoshi didn't care, and laughed twice: "Can I understand your so-called meanness as your compliment to me?" If that's the case, I'm a humble person, but I'll accept it with ease. ”

He stood up, and suddenly punched Oliver in the lower abdomen, causing his body, like a sandbag, to "swing" out into the distance, and his voice became cold: "I used to respect you very much, because your sniper art is enough to make you respect any opponent or friend, but you say such things enough to prove that you are an idiot." ”

He grabbed Oliver's hair, made his bloodshot eyes, looked at his face, and said coldly: "Sniping is killing, now on the battlefield, what are the rules of the battlefield, it is a life-and-death contest, a contest between life and death." ”

"Despicable and shameless, above board, the purpose is to kill the opponent and protect yourself, and now you are hung up by Lao Tzu like a dead dog, you actually have the face to say irresponsible things to me? Phew, stupid! ”

He spit on Oliver's face, took a puff of cigarette disdainfully, and said lightly: "Give you a chance to tell you the purpose of coming to China this time, military strength, and firepower arrangement." ”

Oliver's godless eyes looked at Wang Xiaoshi for a minute before he sighed: "I admit it, you are right, I didn't expect that the Chinese people, who have always been pedantic and old-fashioned, have become so sharp." ”

"But you know, for a person like me, dignity is more important than life, I won't tell you anything, I only ask you now, let me die a dignified death."

"Phew!"

Wang Xiaoshi spat again, kicked Oliver's lower abdomen disdainfully, making him seem to be "swinging" on a swing, and then "swinging" out, and said coldly: "When you become a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner, what qualifications do you have to ask me?" ”

Oliver was kicked by him, vomited blood on the spot, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and cried out weakly: "Pig, don't you know that you want to treat the captives preferentially?" ”

Wang Xiaoshi was unceremonious, punched hard, and the raised third knuckle just hit the fragile part in the middle of Oliver's chest and abdomen, and this time, Oliver's screams couldn't even come out, and in his throat, thick and vague syllables came out.

Wang Xiaoshi waited for him to catch his breath before he said coldly: "Listen, the prisoners I treat preferentially are obedient captives, why should I treat you preferentially for people like you?" ”

"It seems that Lao Tzu should soak 'urine' on your head to let you know the difference between a loser and a winner."

As he spoke, he unbuckled his belt and was really ready to fertilize Oliver.

"No, you can't do this to me, I'm Olivan in baseball cap, I'm an instructor in the Ninth Anti-Terrorism Brigade of the French Air Force, and I've won the Bauhinia Peace Medal from Interpol Headquarters......"

For Oliver, such a shame was worse than slashing him with a thousand knives, and he suddenly screamed, the muscles of his face twitched, and he let out a Sisthic scream.

"Baseball cap Olivan?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoshi was stunned and looked at Oliver in disbelief: "You are a sniper rifle, a baseball cap that will wipe out the redhead, Dio, aren't you especially serving in France?" When did you join the Dark Judgment Legion? ”

Ollivan watched him finally stop unwinding his belt, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "Later, I killed someone, and the desire/desire of a headshot ruined me, and people like me can only find their own savings on the battlefield, so I joined the Dark Judgment Legion." ”

"Bastard, so to speak, at least half of the more than sixty Chinese soldiers who died innocently died in your hands?"

No one understands better than Wang Xiaoshi the horror of a king sniper in this kind of jungle warfare.

Thinking of an ordinary Chinese soldier with no dead corpse in the depths of the jungle, he couldn't help but be angry and kicked Oliver's crotch: "Die, devil, people like you don't deserve to live in this world at all." ”

"Do you know how many old people have lost their sons, how many children have lost their fathers, and how many wives have lost their husbands when you pull the trigger?"

Oliver screamed, tears and snot mixed with blood in his mouth.

He curled up as hard as he could, struggled desperately in the air, and roared loudly: "Kill me, you devil, you can't torture me like this, humiliate me!" ”