Chapter Ninety-Eight: Brush Your Clothes Away

On the occasion of the sea and sky, a bright moon hangs high. The waves crashed on the shore and rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

Whistles rang out from the distant skyline, and the fishing boats had returned.

In this strange scene of the sea and the sky, there were two figures running towards the sea step by step, as if behind them, there was something more terrifying than the waves.

That's right, it's Geng Chaozhong!

of the gun。。。。。

There is no turning back from the bow! Cutting grass must be eradicated!

Geng Chaozhong followed, there was a muddy beach in front of him, it was pointless to rush in again, and those two people were driven by a strong desire to survive, and the speed had already surpassed Bolt, and Geng Chaozhong, who was holding a big sniper, couldn't catch up with him!

All right!

Geng Chaozhong stopped, knelt half-kneeling, and aimed with his gun.

The distance between the other party and Geng Chaozhong has expanded to nearly 700 meters, Geng Chaozhong magnified the magnification of the scope to eight times, and the crosshair was aimed at the position of six inches above the opponent's head - the fierce sea breeze was blowing head-on, and the trajectory was bound to sag rapidly, and Geng Chaozhong's shot was basically blindfolded.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet drew a parabola of more than 20 degrees, flying towards the person accurately, the parabola was constantly falling, falling, and at the moment of contact with the target, it accurately drilled into the opponent's upper vertebrae three inches below!

The figure rushed forward, as if to bow to the sea, and slowly fell to the beach washed by the waves......

Amazing shot!

This is the pinnacle of Geng Chaozhong's sniper career!

The only man who was left suddenly stopped.

In the circular sniper vision frame, the man trembled and raised his hands, slowly turned his head, and knelt on the beach with a pop.

Then there was a non-stop kowtow, one after another, and in less than a minute, at least 60 kowtows!

Geng Chaozhong put down his gun and walked over slowly.

The man had completely lost his fighting spirit, and he didn't know where to throw the shell gun in his hand for a long time, and he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound from his mouth, just kowtowed numbly.

Three minutes later, Geng Chaozhong finally came to his side.

This is a black-faced man, with big eyes, a loyal and thick face, his face is blank, his eyes are empty and godless, Geng Chaozhong can even be sure that even if he walks in front of him now, he can't recognize Geng Chaozhong's face, not to mention, Geng Chaozhong's face is still covered with a black cloth!

"I'll let you go, don't do this again......"

As soon as the man's spine loosened, his whole body collapsed on the beach as if his bones had been removed, and he could no longer get up.

Geng Chaozhong turned around, holding a long rifle in his hand, and walked back to the small village step by step in the hazy moonlight.

When the gun was fired, it was just a target, but when it came to the front of me, it was a living person!

Contradictory?

Not contradictory!

This is the cruelty of the struggle, and sometimes, you have to harden your heart!

But sometimes, shouldn't there be such a warm harbor in the bottom of your heart as a habitat for your soul?

Geng Chaozhong didn't know.

But at least for now, he doesn't want to lose it.

Geng Chaozhong walked back step by step, next to the fishing village, Fu Yuzhen's beautiful figure and bright smile.

"Let's go!" Geng Chaozhong didn't want to speak, tonight, he had killed too many people, and he felt a deep exhaustion. Once the desire to kill is opened, it is like opening Pandora's box, Geng Chaozhong really has a feeling of wanting to vomit this time.

"Your right arm is bleeding."

"It's okay, I'll just go back and deal with it myself."

"So where am I going?"

"It's safe for you to stay here, find an uncle and aunt to stay for one night first, the secret service department doesn't know that you are a woman, and it won't notice you."

Fu Yuzhen stopped talking, just quietly followed Geng Chaozhong out, and when she reached the entrance of the village, she suddenly asked:

"Who are you?"

"A man who shouldn't have come into this world."

Geng Chaozhong didn't look back, and waved his hand back as a farewell.

"Sayonara."

Fu Yuzhen stopped, staring closely at this tall man in a long robe, with a black cloth on his face, as if he wanted to keep his back firmly in mind.

..............

The next day, early in the morning, a small fishing village on the west coast.

"You tell me now, this man killed the second team, and brought the first team here, and killed all the remaining ?!!!!"

Liu Yiban's face was black, his eyes were red, and two big eye bags hung down under his eye sockets, which seemed to be able to fit into two oceans. He's been up all night! Ever since he knew that a team was going to hunt down the Red Party element, Liu Yiban stayed in the office wholeheartedly and waited for the good news.

He didn't believe it, seven people who claimed to be the most elite under him, and there were two defectors from the former Shandong Action Team of the Red Party, would they not be able to catch a Red Party member who could only shoot a black gun in the back?

I didn't know that what I was waiting for turned out to be such a bad news!

Liu Qianguang didn't know where to go, and the action team lost most of it!

"No, no, there's still one alive." Xiaoqu lowered his head and replied timidly - if necessary, he could immediately turn into a Tuxing Sun and go to the beach on the spot.

"You're referring to him?!! Tell me what is the difference between him living and dead now?!!! ”

Liu Yiban's palms turned into eight figures, pointing at a man kneeling on the ground with a dull gaze and a stiff body, as if he wanted to turn his palm into a pistol and shoot the only remaining scumbag to death.

The man was still kneeling straight on the ground, staring blankly ahead, and kept muttering, "Don't kill me...... I give up...... Don't kill me...... I surrender ......"

Xiaoqu didn't dare to speak, only nodded yes in a resigned manner.

"What about the intelligence unit?!!!!" Liu Yiban asked Cangtian speechlessly, and asked to the other side.

"Humble duty!"

A man in his thirties in a white coat, glasses, and a thin face walked over.

"Have you figured out where it came from?" Liu Yiban asked.

"I found out where the bullets came from, but I was confused and puzzled." The intelligence officer looked confused, and he looked like he couldn't think about it.

"Speak human words!" Liu Yiban was about to lose patience.

"The six people who died, two were shot in the chest and four in the back, all of whom were killed by one shot in the chest by this bullet. There were also those who didn't die on the spot, but when we came, they all died of blood loss. I wonder that there is only one gun with this kind of bullet in Qingdao, but it is absolutely impossible for such a gun to appear here. ”

The intelligence officer handed the yellow bullet in his hand to Liu Yiban.

"What gun?" Liu Yiban took the bullet and kept holding it in his hand, he was not a military professional, but he could also see that this bullet was slightly smaller than the bullet of the ordinary Hanyang-made and Mauser rifles, and the most important thing was that this bullet was particularly exquisite, and there were no burrs and spiral patterns of common bullets at all. Compared with the vast majority of bullets in this era, whether it is workmanship or texture, it is far from crushing.

"The Maxim heavy machine gun in the Jiaoao Governor's Mansion."