Chapter 408: Blood Continues to Fly
The so-called fighter plane was fleeting, and when I saw someone being targeted by my own heavy sniper, the two extremely tall people glanced at each other, and almost simultaneously rolled outward and walked sideways, from their position, Du Hangying could just be seen!
The machine gun spews angry flames!
Du Hangying jumped and jumped in an infinite crisis, fell behind a pile of rubble, and never appeared again.
Jiang Yun shouted, and was about to turn over and shoot at the two people, when the deafening roar of a terrifying large-caliber weapon suddenly sounded in his ears, and he secretly said in his heart that he was miserable.
He only had time to react instinctively, ducking to the rocks behind him.
In fact, it is this instinctive reaction, which cannot be done in the eyes of ordinary special forces, and the speed is unbelievable!
But there was not a single rookie in the battle, it was all the elite of the elite, here was the Sleeping Lion's Claw, and there were special elites drawn from the SEALs, Delta Force, CIA, etc.
The difference in strength between the two is similar, although the claws of the sleeping lion are stronger in terms of individual soldiers, but they do not reflect much advantage at this time.
Therefore, Jiang Yun's incomparably fast skills fell in the eyes of the holder of the large-caliber weapon, and it was nothing more than that, the roaring large-caliber weapon poured out hundreds of bullets in just a few seconds, directly interrupting the stone where Jiang Yun was hiding.
After all, it is a large-caliber weapon with huge lethality, and everyone has judged it early on that this is the latest one in the Browning M2 series of the Midi family, and it is crazy with great lethality.
Jiang Yun, who was hiding behind the stone, snorted, his body seemed to have been hit by a piece of wood, and a bloody hole suddenly exploded in his chest, falling not far away.
These things are long to say. In fact, it was only about ten seconds.
And at the same time. Wang Dachun and Yang Yang attacked.
Two dull noises in quick succession. One of the bodies that shot Du Hangying suddenly flew up and landed on the ground, and his head was directly exploded, while the large-caliber weapon was still roaring, just shooting indiscriminately into the sky.
The holder of the large-caliber heavy machine gun fell on his back and was blasted with a large hole in his chest by a sniper rifle.
On the side of the claw of the sleeping lion, Jiang Yun probably couldn't live, and Du Hangying didn't react after falling into the gravel. It is estimated that there is a lot of luck and less luck, and the other party was sniped to death by Yang Yang and Wang Dachun.
And most importantly, the large-caliber machine guns were exposed to the muzzle of the sniper rifles, and the defensive formation, so to speak, was completely torn apart.
At this time, no matter how stupid the elite of those special forces is, they dare not go to the large-caliber heavy machine gun, everyone knows that as long as it has passed, there will inevitably be sniper shooting, and they will not be allowed to have any chance to operate the heavy machine gun again.
In the back darkness. Bartre roared unwillingly, wanting to suppress Wang Dachun, who was a little closer. The other sniper seemed to fall silent, looking for an opportunity to kill him.
The defensive formation was torn apart, and the remaining three men began to prepare to retreat, covering each other.
Behind a big boulder, Zhuang Bizhu suddenly jumped out with a cruel smile, and even without seeing him waving his hand, eight small flying knives shot out silently, even if they were illuminated by flares, they couldn't see the trajectory of the flying knives clearly.
This feeling is a bit of Xiao Li's flying knife.
Sure enough, there is not a single weak person among the Claws of the Sleeping Lion, in comparison, Wei Yu, who committed suicide before exerting his ability, seems to be a little weak, of course, the members of the Claws of the Sleeping Lion and Li Fumeng will not think so.
If Wei Yu didn't have some special skills, how could he enter the dark hand that was stronger than the claw of the sleeping lion?
Let's just say Lao Lin, don't look at this old man is also dead, but everyone knows that his mysterious stealth ability is simply a bug, if it is a single soldier, not to mention the special elite of the American imperialist family, even the legendary American imperialist soldier, may not be an opponent.
Stealth, what a perverted ability this is, it's a pity that Lao Lin died.
However, it can be inferred from this that Lao Lin's stealth ability is limited by distance, and beyond the distance is unlimited, otherwise it would be impossible for the Bartley heavy sniper to detect him.
Zhuang Bizhu's appearance was too weird, after one of the three people found it, they didn't find the flying knife, nor did they see Zhuang Bizhu have a gun in his hand, although he has a keen perception after the battlefield bloodbath, but after all, he doesn't know some magical things in the Eastern country.
I took it for granted that the other party was going to come over for hand-to-hand combat, and immediately prepared to draw the pistol on his thigh for a close-range shot, but as soon as the pistol arrived, his forehead suddenly cooled, and his head buzzed, and then he felt a hot and wet smell on his face.
Losing his strength and looking at the man in disbelief, the man with a hideous smile was already hiding at this time...... It turned out that he didn't want to fight in close quarters at all.
As he fell on his back, he heard two voices behind him.
My heart is cold, it's over!
In the end, the three of them were all killed by flying knives, one was inserted into the forehead by a flying knife, one was directly pierced through the neck by a flying knife, and one person, the flying knife was so accurate that the flying knife was inhumane through the gap in the body armor near the shoulder blade, and then stabbed diagonally into the heart.
Zhuang Bizhu's flying knife is definitely more terrifying than bullets!
This kind of precision and strength can no longer be described in words, and it can even be said that it can definitely only be seen in martial arts novels.
Behind the boulder, Zhuang Bizhu was still smiling quietly, "Do you really think that our sleeping lion's claws are weak, and the dark hand must be stronger than us?" I just don't want to go to the Dark Hand! ”
Zhuang Bizhu was not proud of killing three people, there were two snipers at the back, if he dared to be a little negligent, he would be like Jiang Yun.
The battlefield finally fell silent.
When the two snipers found that the situation was not right, and their own personnel had been completely annihilated, they immediately covered each other and prepared to retreat in the shape of horns.
However, suddenly, a figure suddenly rushed out from not far away, and under the faint light of the flares, it rushed towards the two like ghosts, and the speed was simply not possessed by humans!
Ling Fei!
From beginning to end, Ling Fei had been standing still until this moment before he started to do so.
In the plan, Ling Fei just had to wait until this time, while the sniper's mind was on the battle situation, and then quietly went around behind the sniper, specifically to finish off the last sniper.
No matter what life and death lie ahead, the goal of his mission is to be two snipers!
If you don't make a move, it's amazing.
Seeing Ling Fei's speed, even Li Fumeng's in the distance was shocked, this is really what humans can achieve?
Even if you are a 100-meter champion, you can't reach this speed!
And he didn't travel in a straight line, he was shuttling through the rocks, and the Bartley heavy sniper also noticed this situation, and in the continuous roar, all the heavy sniper bullets fell behind him.
The other sniper reacted more directly, giving up the sniper rifle and drawing the Desert Eagle to shoot at Ling Fei with precision. (To be continued......)