Chapter 60 Sniper Rifle VS Small Revolver

On the outskirts of Linhai City, a 50-meter-high unfinished building stands alone in a barren construction site courtyard wall. The commercial building next to it, which is only a street away, is far more magnificent and lively than it, and it has not yet been capped after being built to a height of about 100 meters.

And this unfinished mansion is the trading address that the backbound spirit said on the phone, and the time is limited to 10 p.m. There are a lot of people in the daytime, and it is not very conducive to running away if something really happens.

Shen Ming drove the jeep over at 9:58, and the rusty metal gate was actually equipped with a remote control device, and the haunted house-like gate was automatically opened and closed for Shen Ming.

Extinguishing the fire and standing on the muck clearing in front of the building, Shen Ming looked around, it was dark and really felt like a haunted house. At this time, Xiao Yi's mobile phone in his arms also rang suddenly, showing the name of the back binding spirit.

"I'm here, come out." Shen Ming answered the phone while carrying the hemp bag on the co-pilot from the car, which was still fluttering as if it was a live pig.

"You go 3 meters forward." The back binding spirit is like a remote control doll, and when Shen Mingzhao walked to the fixed position, "Okay, that's it, don't move." ”

Shen Ming had just stood still, and a bullet flew past his ears and hit the jeep behind him.

“HK417…… Sniper type. Shen Ming did not have the slightest timidity, he closed his eyes gently, and just listening to the sound of puffs and gunshots on the phone, as well as the sound of automatic bolt loading, he had already distinguished the enemy's weapon.

The back bound spirit made two more shots after one shot, hitting the jeep's fuel tank, and the jeep exploded with a bang, and the jeep was blown up and turned into a ball of fire.

Shen Ming knew that the bullet of the back binding spirit was not to kill himself, but to correct the accuracy of the firearm, measure the trajectory, and by the way, cut off the last trace of his escape.

"You owe me a car." Shen Ming reminded on the phone.

"The broken car will cost you 50,000 yuan, and when the transaction is completed, I will call you." The Backbound Spirit can be described as generous.

"You know, it was an antique car that my grandfather fought in World War II, and even went to the beachhead in Normandy, and carried the Eisenhower women's ......."

"Make a price of 100,000, and then send you and your car to reunite with nonsense, now show me, that woman." The Binding Spirit said eagerly.

"Okay, since you want to see it." Shen Ming put the burlap bag behind him on the ground, opened the pocket and pulled out the people inside. When he saw that familiar face, the backbound spirit was stunned.

"Kudo?! How did you bring him here?! The back spirit's voice trembled.

"You're really in trouble, aren't you doing so many things just to save him? Now that I've helped you get him out, is there anything else that's bad? Shen Ming said disdainfully.

"It's not like that! That's not true! What I want is for him to get out of the police station without charge, not to escape from prison! His life will be ruined! He's been guarding him by you, you bastard! The Backbound Spirit cursed with all his might.

"You're really hypocritical, don't you understand? When you start the life of giving money to this son you have never met, his life has already been ruined by you. If he really cares so much, why can't he be taught that it's wrong to kill? Let me guess, because you make a living by killing people. This is what we say in the ancient saying of the Celestial Empire, the upper beam is not correct and JB is crooked, right? ”

Just when the back bound spirit was reprimanded by Shen Ming, there was a clear sound of pulling the trigger from the earpiece.

"Bastard! What do you want? The back binding spirit clearly looked at Shen Ming's location through the infrared imaging night vision scope, and his son Kudo was facing away from him, blocking Shen Ming's perspective completely.

"You know what? The transaction you mentioned yì was unfair from the beginning, you arrested my assistant, I arrested your son, the assistant is dead, just look for it again, your son is dead, can you have another one? The corners of Shen Ming's mouth turned up, revealing a hideous smile.

"Don't! Bastard! Don't touch my son! I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you! No matter where you flee, I will find you and kill you! The back of the spirit Chi Guoguo threatened, but the more he threatened, the more he showed his fear.

"You want to kill me too much, it's not like you." Syllable! Shen Ming pulled the trigger, and gunpowder smoke drifted out from between the two.

The power of the bullet was too great, and it knocked Kudo Kaneda Ichimos in front of him into the air, and fell heavily on the slag ground, and the bright red blood on his chest soaked through the prison uniform and spread out in all directions.

"Baga Pressure Road !!" The back spirit cried and sniped at Shen Ming frantically and continuously with red eyes, the bullets chasing his footsteps and splashing dust.

Shen Ming had already jumped behind the muck pile on the side after completing the shot, and the tentative shot of the back binding spirit just now had already let him know where it was, so that he could react first.

"I'm going to kill you! You're a brute, a killer of defenseless!! The Backbound roared over the phone.

"Hehe, you put down the sniper rifle in your hand and come here, I promise not to kill you." Shen Ming has never seen such a shameless Japanese people, wait, the Japanese people don't seem to know what the face is called?

"Today, I'm going to kill you despicable and shameless thing!" Removing the camouflage cloth from his body, the enraged backbound spirit stood up, and the black ink on his face was about to cry. The muzzle of the gun raised directly in the air popped, and a grenade flew out in a beautiful arc.

"Fuck your uncle!" Shen Ming heard the familiar voice in his mobile phone, and he had already rushed forward, and the small dirt bag that he was dodging just now behind him was blown into ruins with a bang, and the flying stones hit Shen Ming's back spine, but he didn't dare to stop in the slightest.

"Come on! my uncle! You coward! Standing on the edge of the 4th floor of the building, after shooting the grenade, the back bound spirit held the gun ** and shot the sniper bullet, so that Shen Ming rolled and crawled into the stinky ditch.

There are still 100 meters from Shen Ming's position to the building, and the Type 05 small revolver in his hand can't hit that distance even if it is opened, but in the infrared night vision sniper goggles of the back binding spirit HK417, he can clearly see the dust on Shen Ming's face.

In the world of firearms, there is no miracle, all the parameters are established reality, and there will never be a story of killing a devil eight hundred miles away with one shot

"Come out! Kill my son's murderer! Come and kill me! What about your domineering just now? The back binding spirit removed the grenade launcher shell hanging under the body of the gun, replaced it with a new cannonball, and with a bang, it shot at Shen Ming's cun.

With the help of the communicator, Shen Ming could always get off a faster start, but he could only take one or two steps ahead, and the waves of air set off by the high-explosive ammunition scorched his skin and stinged, and the flying sand and stones were as powerful as shotguns. After a while, Shen Ming was already discouraged and bruised.

The baptism of howitzers and sniper rifles seemed to pull Shen Ming back to the battlefield in Afghanistan, but at that time he was holding a heavy sniper step in his arms, not the revolver of a small water pipe like Type 05.

"Old thing, you have one more chance." Leaning against a rusty iron dump truck, Shen Ming said coldly in the microphone.

"You don't have a chance!" The back bound spirit didn't understand what Shen Ming meant, and raised the muzzle of the gun and habitually fired a grenade.

It was also at the moment when he pulled the trigger that Shen Ming took a step forward from behind the dump truck, which just shortened the distance between the two to 49.9 meters. Shen Ming's eyes were as sharp as light, and when he was continuously beaten, he had already demarcated the location of the back binding spirit, and even if he closed his eyes at this moment, he could complete the directional shooting.

"Boom!" With the sound of this close-fitting explosion, Shen Ming pulled the trigger, and three bullets hit in an instant, all kinds of shots in the chest, shoulders and side face of the back bound spirit, ceramic body armor blocked this kind of small bullet that was already the limit of the range, and even the pain in the chest was not obvious.

Only the bullet that pierced the cheek of the backbound spirit did the damage, like a blade, cut a wound in his face, and blood gushed out.

"Bastard!" The Backbound Spirit finally tasted the bloody smell of arrogance, and lowered its head to dodge and shoot. The range was shortened, but the accuracy of the bullet was greatly reduced, and Shen Ming rushed all the way to the bottom of the building almost effortlessly.

"From now on, it's my world." Shen Ming hung up the phone, ejected the rotating magazine, and poured the four empty shells to the ground and replaced them with new bullets.

"Your world? Then only hell is for you! The back bound spirit sat on the ground, and it only took 5 seconds to remove the sniper barrel of the HK417 and replace it with a 12-inch short assault barrel, which completely exploded the M4A1 two streets, removed the grenade launcher and equipped it with a tactical grip, and the magazine was even more frantically replaced with a 100-round drum......

The bullet is made of steel-core high-fire armor-piercing bullets, which are heavy firearms that can hold the old tank into a sieve! Because of the extremely high damage of bullets to the gun body, the original super durable HK417, the service life of the 20,000 rounds of barrel was shortened to 500 rounds.

And after firing these 500 armor-piercing rounds, not only the barrel will be scrapped, but even the gun body itself will be scrapped together.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you can kill Shen Ming, a bastard, before it is scrapped, it will already be worth the ticket price!

In the huge unfinished building, only the frame is left in the whole body, but there is no moonlight to project into. Shen Ming has no night vision equipment, and only uses a flashlight with a mobile phone camera to provide lighting. His steps were so light that even rats were ashamed of themselves, and the turtle's breath was like air blowing through his chest naturally, but even if he silenced his movements to the lowest state, there would still be attacks on the quieter storage than him.

When tiptoeing to the black staircase, Shen Ming lightly found the individual mine trap pulled by black silk thread, but it was just a dozen steps from the first floor to the second floor, but there were as many as 30 chain mines, even if Shen Ming was a fly flying through here, it would be blown into ashes.

"It looks like I'm going to try gymnastics that I haven't practiced in years." Shen Ming sighed and twisted his neck. I734