"Buzz ......"

Head...... It hurts.

Ang Lee felt like he had drunk too much wine, and he felt like his head was about to explode.

This is...... Where?

Opening his eyes, Ang Lee found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

The moldy and rotten wooden floor was a thick layer of ash, and more than half of the ceiling had collapsed, and the sun was shining down on it, shining on a few cobwebs covered with the corpses of small insects.

"Buzz ......"

Twisting his head, Ang Lee saw an old antique mobile phone, which was the kind of Nokia with a flip cover.

The phone was constantly vibrating, bouncing up the dust on the floor, and it was it that woke Ang Lee up.

Reaching out and grabbing the phone, the phone was connected when he opened the cover, and a familiar voice came from inside.

"Are you awake?"

Principal Sammy!

"I think you should know what's going on."

What happened?

Ang shook his aching head hard, trying to remember what had happened before he fell unconscious.

It was the evening of a week after I had met Principal Sammy.

At that time, I must have been too tired from training, and I fell asleep in bed.

As an excellent sniper, Ang Lee maintained a kind of vigilance even when he fell asleep.

Therefore, when someone approached him, Ang Lee noticed it and opened his eyes.

It's three masked men, or maybe four.

Ang Lee didn't have time to count, and one of the guys pulled the trigger, and an anesthetic needle hit his shoulder.

Before the effects of the drug took effect, Ang Lee kicked one of them in the stomach and punched the other in the chin.

Just as Ang Lee pounced on the third person, his head was hit by something from behind, and then he lost consciousness.

In the middle, Ang Lee woke up in a daze twice, and each time he was hit the head and then fainted, which may be the cause of his head pain, and there were three large bags on it.

The time of the attack should have been between 10 and 12 p.m., but now the sun was already hanging in the sky, indicating that Ang Lee had been in a coma for at least 12 hours.

Twelve hours is enough to transport a man from one end of the earth to the other.

"Has the assessment begun?" Ang Lee asked.

Principal Sammy had said before that the assessment would start at any time, and when you think about what happened to you, it is not difficult to imagine that the golden bullet assessment has begun.

"Yes." Principal Sammy confirmed Ang Lee's guess and continued, "You have twenty-four hours to complete the first phase of the mission. ”

Twenty-four hours?

From the moment Ang Lee woke up, the timer must have begun.

"What is the first phase of the mission?" Ang Lee asked.

He only remembered that Principal Sammy had said that he would face special forces in the first phase, but he didn't know what the specific mission was.

Principal Sammy replied, "You are now surrounded by a squad of special forces, and your mission is to defeat them and try to find the map. ”

"Map, what map?" Ang Lee asked.

"A map that will help you win." Principal Sammy replied.

"Wang, Wang......"

Suddenly there was a dog barking outside.

Li Ang struggled to get up from the ground, staggered to the window, and quietly glanced out.

It was supposed to be a town that had been abandoned for years, with most of the houses collapsing like Ang Lee's wooden house, and a few armed men with guns were carefully searching the streets.

From the weapons and equipment used by the other party, it can be seen that they are the special forces mentioned by Principal Sammy.

In addition to the heavily armed special forces, Ang Lee also saw a tank a little farther away.

Whether it is special forces or tanks, the biggest threat to Ang Lee at this time is not the biggest threat, the biggest threat is the dog.

Two black military dogs were sniffing back and forth on the ground, their noses were more reliable than the eyes of special forces, and it would not be long before they found Ang Lee hiding in the wooden house.

After a hurried glance, Li An immediately shrank back, so as not to be discovered by the sharp-eyed special forces.

At this time, Li An saw a rifle and a bullet bag thrown on the floor, where he had just been lying.

Isn't that my gun?

Ang Lee recognized the Mosin Nagant rifle as the one he had given to Ali Xiu, and he would appear here with him.

Li An quickly crawled over and picked up the rifle to check it, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Ali has repaired it and replaced some vulnerable parts to ensure that it can be used for a long time in battle.

Exiting the bullet in the chamber, Li An immediately frowned slightly.

Makeover bombs!

Principal Sammy's voice came from the phone again: "I think you've found your weapons and ammunition. That's right, the bullets you use are all modified bullets, which don't kill people, but can anesthetize and coma. ”

Hehe.

Except for a wry smile, Ang Lee really didn't know what to say.

The "enemy" is a special forces with dogs and tanks, and his armament is only a Mosin Nagant rifle and a certain number of modified rounds.

It seems that the Golden Bullet assessment is even more severe and difficult than imagined.

In terms of weapons and equipment alone, the "enemy" has an absolute advantage.

"Oh, forgot to tell you.

The special forces surrounding you don't know who you really are, and they're tasked with eliminating a terrorist who has escaped, so they're all using real guns and ammunition to kill you in the first minute. Principal Sammy followed suit.

Scold...... Hehe......

Ang Lee was already completely speechless, and the Golden Bullet assessment was really cruel to the extreme.

"Headmaster, is there anything else I must know?" Ang Lee asked.

"No, you just have to remember that you only have twenty-four hours to complete this task. Well, good luck. Principal Sammy hung up the phone.

Ang Lee threw his phone in the corner.

Regardless of whether Principal Sami contacts him or not, carrying a mobile phone that rings at any time will only increase his chances of being exposed.

After bringing the bullets, Ang Lee returned to the window with the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand.

Twenty-four hours to take out a team of special forces, this is an impossible task, and he only has an antique rifle and modified ammunition in his hand.

If he wants to win, the first thing Ang Lee has to do is to figure out his position and understand the surrounding environment, only then can there be a glimmer of hope.

Sitting down against the wall, Ang Lee reached out and touched his body.

Luckily, the mirror I carried with me was still in my pocket, and it could do me a lot of help.

Now, for example, you don't have to risk getting your head shot out of the window.

Slowly lifting the mirror over the windowsill, Ang Lee cautiously observed the situation outside.

The tank remained in place, and the two dogs and the special forces who were searching the alley with guns were getting closer and closer.

It won't be long before the dog finds himself hiding in this inconspicuous house.