Woohoo Woo ......

Bullets flew around Zhao Zilong.

Zhao Zilong took a tactical evasive move, dodging bullets while shooting in the back from time to time.

But only a few shots were fired, and with a click, the box cannon jammed, and there were no bullets.

He frowned, and immediately put the box cannon in his backpack, and while he threw himself forward, avoiding a few bullets, and continued to run towards the small river in the distance.

Now I have only run about 300 meters, and there are still more than 600 meters away from the river, so I still have to persevere.

Woohoo......

It's just that when Zhao Zilong had only run a dozen steps, he suddenly heard a sound from behind.

His face changed dramatically, and he knew that the devil had hit him with a grenadier.

Without thinking about it, he plunged into a mud puddle.

Bang! Bang!

The bomb of the grenadier exploded around Zhao Zilong, and the dirt kicked up suddenly covered his body.

Zhao Zilong took advantage of the grenadier's reload, immediately climbed out of the mud puddle and ran forward desperately.

Three or four hundred meters, but the effective killing distance of the grenadier canister, he can only be safe if he moves away quickly.

"Hurry up and load, hurry up, blow him up, blow him up." The leader of a devil artillery squadron saw Zhao Zilong in front as if he had eyes in the back, and knew where the shells were falling and how to avoid them. He was immediately angry and demanded that the grenadiers should not be saved, and that they must blow up the enemy.

Because he was in charge of the security of the ammunition depot, and now that the ammunition had been blown up, he felt as if his head was not on his neck when he thought about it, and he felt a chill.

However, although the grenadiers tried their best to load the shells and aim at Zhao Zilong as best to shoot, the other party always dodged the past in a thrilling way at the moment when the shells fell.

Seeing this, the leader of the devil's artillery squadron was even more angry, but he was helpless.

"Go away, let me come."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

The leader of the devil artillery squadron didn't know Takehito, his face changed, and he was about to get angry, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the captain of the Tongmu Daro following carefully, and immediately realized that this was a big man, and immediately retreated from the side in fright.

Wu Ren carried the 38 big cover, looked at the figure about five hundred meters away in the distance, and he immediately raised his rifle.

Although there was still light rain in the sky, it did not affect his vision.

Judging the wind direction and wind speed, Takehito moved the muzzle of the gun and a buckle machine.

"It's almost there, it's more than three hundred meters."

Zhao Zilong looked at the river in front of him, gritted his teeth, and was about to accelerate, when suddenly, his cold hair stood on end, and he felt that his back was locked.

He immediately jumped forward and pounced.

Bang!

This bullet drowned out the sound of other bullets, and it looked particularly cold and murderous in the rain.

Before Zhao Zilong's body hit the ground, there was a whoosh, and the bullet swept over his head.

As soon as his body hit the ground, Zhao Zilong suddenly used his hands and feet to pounce, pounced on the left front, and then jumped to the right, and then turned over and rushed into a ditch, panting heavily.

Zhao Zilong knew that he had met a master, and immediately concentrated on sensing the devils behind him.

Sure enough, he found that there was a devil young officer who raised the 38 big cover and remained motionless, and the direction was exactly where he was hiding.

"Interesting!"

Wu Ren saw that the person in front of him had avoided his bullets, and immediately pulled the bolt back from the shell and pushed the bullet into the chamber, and aimed at the ditch where Zhao Zilong was hiding.

"Everybody."

Seeing the people hiding in the ditch in the distance, Tongki Taro immediately ordered the devil soldiers to surround him from both sides.

As soon as he sensed that the devils were rushing up, Zhao Zilong couldn't care about the sniper, so he immediately raised his head and immediately retracted.

Bang!

Sure enough, the gunshots followed.

The moment Zhao Zilong heard the gunshot, his body had already turned over the ditch.

As soon as his hands and feet were on the ground, the whole person threw himself two or three meters away, and then twisted in the air, turned around, and flew forward.

At this time, another shot rang out in the back, but the bullets flew past Zhao Zilong's side.

Wu Ren's brows furrowed, staring at the figure in the distance.

He'd never tried to dodge his three shots in a row.

When Wu Ren pushed the bullet onto the chamber of the gun, the person in the distance pulled away thirty or forty meters away, and if he didn't hit it again, it would be beyond the range of his accurate shooting.

Squinting his eyes, Takehito relaxed, and then raised his gun to lock on to the target six hundred away.

Zhao Zilong was running, but suddenly his thigh hurt and paused.

That's when the guns went off.

Bang!

The bullet struck him in the back with a thud.

"You can't hide this time, can you?" Wu Ren put down the three-eight big cover and snorted confidently.

But before his words fell, he saw that the person in the distance continued to run again, and did not appear to have been shot.

"Huh?"

When Wu Ren saw it, his face suddenly changed, and he continued to raise the three eight big covers. However, at this time, the target had already reached a distance of more than seven hundred meters, and there was no point in him firing again.

"It's dangerous!"

Zhao Zilong wiped a handful of sweat, feeling that he had been shot just now, but fortunately, there were two katanas stuck in his body, so he helped block the bullets.

Because he was far from the effective range of the bullet, he just rushed forward.

He ran to the creek, retrieved the neutral rifle from there, and took a break.

Looking at the devils who surrounded him on both sides in the distance, Zhao Zilong saw them clearly through the binoculars, and without thinking about it, he pulled the bolt and shot at the enemy.

Woohoo!

Three shots in a row.

Three of the devil soldiers were shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

Only then did the devils know that there were snipers, and they were so frightened that they looked for cover.

"Interesting!"

Wu Ren couldn't help but ignite his fighting spirit when he saw that Zhao Zilong could hit the soldiers beyond 900 meters.

"You go get my sniper rifle." He immediately ordered one of the agents beside him.

Zhao Zilong saw that the devil didn't dare to catch up, so he immediately bent down and ran along the river towards the grove in the distance. He can't stay here, or he will be surrounded by devils, and he won't be able to leave.

The river had risen in half because of the heavy rain, but it did not flow fast, so it did not affect Zhao Zilong's speed.

"Shoot there, shoot it."

At this time, Taro Tong Mu unknowingly called two small steel cannons and urged the gunner to open fire.

"I'll shoot the cannon." The leader of the devil's artillery squadron immediately pushed away the gunner and went into battle himself.

Tong Kitaro knew this person, and he was accurate in the fire, so he didn't object.

Boom boom

Continuous cannon fire rang out.

Several shells exploded in the place where Zhao Zilong was hiding just now, and thick smoke rose from it.

After a round of shells, the same Kitaro and others ran over and found that the place was almost razed to the ground.

"Hey! There was a corpse in the river. A devil soldier shouted.

"Hahaha, I finally killed the people of Dizhi." The devil squadron leader secretly wiped a handful of sweat.

"Well, you're doing a good job." Giving a thumbs up to the same Kitaro.

At this time, Takehito, who had got the sniper rifle, heard it and immediately ran over to this side.