Without the cover of the machine guns, five of the enemies quickly approached the pit on the left, and at this time, three pistols stretched out of the pit and fired indiscriminately, and the five enemies did not look very professional, and immediately fired back.

They used M16 automatic rifles, and the three pistols were suppressed in the instant of firing at the same time, and the dust was flying on the edge of the pit, and I watched a cloud of blood mist rise, presumably someone had been shot, and hopefully it wasn't Bill's employer, and I was ready to extort a commission from him after the battle.

At this moment, the other two machine guns also fell silent, and the enemy quickly pounced on them, shooting as they ran, suppressing the fire, and the bullets rained down around the pit, stirring up dust and sawdust flying everywhere, and the bodyguards squatted in the pit and couldn't raise their heads at all.

At this point, Bill was in position, and I was glued to the scope, targeting the commander, who was standing in the middle of the enemy, directing his men to rush forward.

I didn't hesitate to pull the trigger, the bullet pierced his temple accurately, I didn't bother to look at him, "bang bang bang" fired three shots in a row, the heads of the three enemies who rushed to the front burst open, and the corpses fell to the ground with a bang, red and white flowing all over the ground.

Only then did they realize that there were snipers, and immediately made a mess, hurriedly looking for cover, Bill at this time, rushed out from behind them, M4A1 sent a series of accurate bursts, more than twenty enemies fell in an instant, and they did not even lock Bill's position.

Seeing the panicked appearance of the enemy, I began to take the roll call one by one, originally I was worried about whether this modified G22 could guarantee the original accuracy, now it seems that my worries are completely unnecessary, it is even higher than the previous accuracy, I must ask Bill to show me this master of changing guns, he must be a genius.

Looking at the panicked enemy below, I have a cold smile on my face, without a trace of mercy, mercilessly harvesting life, every gunshot means that an enemy is shot in the head, as long as I pick up the gun, I only have enemies and comrades in my eyes, those sympathy, unbearable, kindness, all are left behind, this is the difference between us and ordinary special forces, not that we are ruthless, but leave all emotions behind the battle.

After I killed four people in a row, the enemy finally discovered my position, and suddenly a fierce burst of gunfire rang out, and countless bullets hit my position just now, but unfortunately I had already moved my position one step ahead.

Bill quickly hid in the woods after a burst of fire, and at this time all my attention was attracted to him, and he sprang out of the woods again, and the M4A1 in his hand opened fire frantically, this time he didn't dodge again, and while running quickly, he opened fire, quickly approaching the few remaining enemies.

Soon his magazine ran out, and the two enemies quickly poked their heads out and opened fire fiercely in this gap, the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters at this time, Bill dodged behind a tree the moment the magazine was empty, dozens of bullets flew by Bill's side, he changed the magazine in a hurry, and grinned at me.

I finally understand now why he dared to fight with SAS, if his unit is a master like him, then he does have the strength to fight with SAS.

Originally, I was worried that he would be turned into a fishing net by the swarming bullets, but seeing his keen judgment on the battlefield, flexible combat positioning, the angle of shooting, and the timing of the magazine change, I dispelled my worries, this guy is much more professional than I thought.

Seeing him grin at me, I raised my middle finger in disdain, and then began to look for the target, after the continuous sniping just now, the enemy has noticed my approximate location, although I have shifted the position, but it has only moved more than ten meters to the right, the enemy is hiding behind a tree, I still can't see their heads.

I sneered, if this can escape my sniper, then I am not worthy of being called the king of guns, I quickly turned the muzzle, and a barrel of about ten centimeters stretched out from behind a big tree, and shot from time to time, suppressing Bill who was hiding behind the tree.

I aimed at the barrel and fired it, and the bullet hit the barrel impartially, and there was a crisp "pop", like breaking a plate, and the huge impact directly knocked the gun out.

The hands of the enemy who were holding the robbery shook, and the man shook violently, and at this moment he showed half of his shoulder, which was only the size of a fist, but it was enough for me, the gunshot rang out again, and I shot him in the shoulder, blood splattered, and the bullet pierced through, tearing off a piece of flesh and skin.

The sharp pain made him fall to the ground with a scream, his head finally exposed, and bang——, I shot without hesitation, and the bullet left a bloody hole in the center of his eyebrows, ending his pain.

I heard someone roaring, it was his comrades grieving for his death, how familiar this scene was, once upon a time, I also hugged my comrades in this battlefield filled with gunpowder and cried, I lay there blankly, the enemy who fell to the ground seemed to be smiling at me, that face seemed to take away my soul.

It wasn't until a volley of bullets hit the dirt in front of me that I woke up from my trance, only to find that my whole body was soaked in cold sweat, I clung to the ground, using my toes and elbows to quickly retreat backwards, the bullets crackled around me, two of them almost grazed my scalp, and the stirred up dirt and sand particles fell all over my face.

The remaining four enemies shot at me frantically as if they were not going to die, but they couldn't see me at all, but only roughly judged where I was hiding, and if they lost control like this, it meant destruction.

After I retreated five meters back, completely out of their firepower, but they were still shooting wildly, I sneered and shook my head, without any mercy, because this is the price of the battlefield, this is where the strong survive, and the weak can only be cannon fodder.

I feel more and more like a killing machine without a heart, and I feel more and more numb to death, maybe I have changed since the day the saber died, because the heart has died on that battlefield.

I shook my head, threw those strange thoughts out of my head, took a deep breath, climbed a big tree more than ten meters high next to me with the G22 on my back, squatted on the trunk, and watched the two enemies shoot aimlessly, I couldn't help but snort coldly: "I really don't know how you guys survived on the battlefield until now." ”

Taking advantage of the gap I had drawn the enemy's attention, Bill leapt out from behind the tree, and after a quick fire, he ducked behind another tree, where another enemy was hit in the chest by a stray bullet and fell to the ground.

There are only three people left, and in the face of the elusive Bill and me, who is like a head harvester, their spirits are on the verge of collapse, and this time is precisely the most dangerous time, who knows if they will jump over the wall in a hurry and have a suicide explosion, so Bill has not rushed over.