Taking advantage of the short time, the grizzly bear and the mad lion dragged the two up, and I turned my head to look, and the blood flowed down the young master's left leg, leaving a clear blood-soaked mark on his pants.

Seeing his painful appearance, the anger in my heart was as uncontrollable as a torrent, very uncomfortable, as painful as thousands of ants burrowing and biting in the body, I need to kill, I need blood to calm my anger.

Turning my head angrily, I stared at the tree where the enemy was hiding, my eyes almost breathing fire, and after a few moments, I put down the M2OO in my hand, and suddenly pulled the case of the M1O7 anti-materiel sniper rifle from it.

"Grass you, Lao Tzu smashed you!" I gasped for breath, pulled out a bunch of parts and quickly put them together, and finally pushed the magazine into the chamber of the gun.

Set up your bipod and hold your sniper rifle on the edge of a cliff with the butt on your shoulder, and keep your eyes close to the scope to lock on to the tree where the enemy is hiding.

"I'll let you hide!" I cursed severely, aimed for a meter above the root of the tree, and decisively pulled the trigger, a position that would be dead whether he was squatting or standing.

There was a bang, the body of the huge recoil jack trembled, and the 127mm caliber bullet slammed into the trunk with a wave of air, and the tree shook for a while, and the trunk was punched out of a fist-sized hole.

I clearly saw blood splattering from behind the tree, although I didn't see the bullet hitting the enemy, but the blood told me that the shot had hit, I withdrew from the cartridge case like a madman, pulled the trigger again, and another big hole appeared in the trunk of the tree, and when I fired the third bullet, the tree shook and fell slowly.

The enemy's black head peeked out from behind the tree, the ground was covered in blood, and a thigh was thrown on the grass behind the tree, and it seemed that the first shot knocked him off the thigh.

"Hell, kind of you hide again?" I gritted my teeth and cursed as I locked onto the enemy's skull, and then fired the last bullet, and as the gun rang out, the enemy's skull burst like a bomb in the skull, and exploded directly, leaving only the flesh of the neck gurgling and bleeding.

"Phew, look for death!" I got up and stood on the edge of the cliff and spat hard down.

Coming to the young master's side, the veterinarian was doing surgery, fortunately, the enemy was not using a sniper rifle, judging from the warhead, it was a 556mm caliber M193 bullet, which was a bullet used in the M16 series, and its lethality was limited.

But sadly, the bullet hit the buttocks, and the whole thing was embedded in the flesh, no wonder I saw blood on his pants just now, and the veterinarian opened a hole in his ass to take the bullet out, and it hurt so much that he bared his teeth.

"Are you alright, veterinarian?" I asked, crouching down and looking at a large pile of blood-stained gauze.

"Don't worry, it's just a chrysanthemum, what can happen?" The veterinarian laughed as he stitched up the wound.

"Fart, you just exploded the chrysanthemum, Lao Tzu is a wounded, do you have any sympathy?" The young master said with a bitter face.

"Sympathy, we are quite sympathetic!" The prince sat next to him and forced a smile.

"I said that you guys don't go to the police, you're all staring at my ass here, I'm very insecure!" The young master looked at the ill-intentioned smiles on everyone's faces, and his heart straightened.

"Congratulations, you've got a devil and laughed at the bullet hole in your butt.

"Get out, when I'm healed, I have to open my mouth in your ass, and you, turn it around for me, what to see, I haven't seen it, a group of perverts, Lao Tzu is for beautiful women to appreciate, only beautiful women can see it." The young master pointed at everyone and shouted.

The dancer, who was helping the veterinarian, took the gauze and slapped it on the wound that had just been sewn, and the young master who was in pain snorted and almost didn't jump.

"You give me honesty, who rarely looks at your ass, dare to move, be careful that I sew the wrong place!" The dancer said in a deliberately threatening tone.

The young master was honest at that time, lying on the ground and gritting his teeth, the others smiled and dispersed, each on guard, I was also relieved, if the young master hung up again, it would be a heavy blow to us, and it was also a loss that we could not afford.

Standing up and letting out a long breath, I turned my head to see the captain and the Grim Reaper standing on the edge of the cliff holding a telescope and looking down, I walked over curiously and looked down, but the cliff was too high to see anything.

"What do you see? Another enemy appears? I asked, suspiciously.

"Who are you looking at attacking us?" The grim reaper's face was expressionless, and there was a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"Isn't it a rebel?" I always thought it was someone sent by Embada or Katheri, ready to intercept us halfway, and I didn't pay attention to the identity of the other party when we fought just now.

"Not a rebel, not a Black Flag mercenary." The captain shook his head and handed me the binoculars.

I know it's not the Black Flag people, otherwise the young master and the prince would have been headshot, I always thought it was a rebel, but now it seems that things are not as simple as imagined.

Holding the binoculars, magnifying the magnification a little, he looked at the three enemies who were shot in the head, and after a closer look, he realized that they were not wearing military uniforms but ordinary civilian clothes, without any signs, and the weapons in their hands were all M16.

The rebels and the Black Flag have their own uniforms, the government army also has uniform uniforms, and most of their weapons are AKs, although the M16 series in the United States has them, but there are not many.

Seeing this, I couldn't help frowning and said, "Who are these?" The Holy Resistance Army in Uganda? ”

"It's not like I've been in contact with the Holy Spirit Resistance Army before, they also have their own uniforms, and there's no need to clash with us, it's not good for them!" The Grim Reaper hugged his shoulders and shook his head solemnly.

"It's not going to be a mercenary again, is it? There are many local mercenaries in Africa, and there are several famous mercenary groups in South Africa, so maybe they will meet their peers again. "I think about it, there are no other enemies besides the rebels, the most likely is that Embada hired other mercenaries to deal with us, he is so rich, it is not difficult to find two mercenary troops.

"God knows how, but I don't think these people are like mercenaries, their marksmanship is terrible!" The captain had a cold face, as if he was very concerned about these enemies who appeared out of nowhere.

"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding, maybe the civilians in the neighborhood thought we were terrorists and shot at us just to protect our homes." I saw the clothes of the civilians, and they didn't look like regular soldiers.

"Have you ever seen civilians with guns in unison?" Death glanced at me and looked at me with the eyes of an idiot.