There was a dead silence on the road ahead, and it seemed that no one could be alive anymore, but the torturer did not stop there, but picked up the Sabr rifle in the form of a sniper and aimed it forward again.

The battlefield is a place where all kinds of moths exist, don't be fooled by appearances, even if your whole plan is perfect, it can still kill you until the last minute.

Those who are impetuous, impetuous and lack of calmness often die at this step.

If you want to walk down the battlefield vertically, rather than being carried sideways, this is something to keep in mind!

The scorching sun gradually climbed into the sky, and the hot barbecue of the earth.

"Whew~"

A gust of southeast breeze slowly caressed the grassland, raising a sound of grass swinging, bringing a strong smell of blood.

30 seconds pass!

In the grass on the other side of the road, a red turban soldier covered in blood stood up with his head probed.

Seeing that the terrible rain of bullets had disappeared, he swooped, turned around and ran to the depths of the grassland.

rushed into this jumping and running posture, and the blood on his body could be seen from there.

"You'll play dead, there's a set."

Xing Feng looked through the sniper scope and saw the red turban soldier who was running up, and the corners of his mouth curved upward, but he didn't shoot immediately.

When the last pickup truck was attacked just now, the dozen or so people in the car had all run into the grass.

Needless to say, the sniper's eyesight was killed, and in the end, he killed a few, and Xing Feng knew it very well in his heart.

One? More than!

There are still people who haven't come out, at this time, don't startle the snake, and leave a little hope for the red turban army whose nerves have been stretched to the limit.

A little to see the dawn of escape, the hope of surviving!

After another seven or eight seconds, the second Red Turban appeared.

"Guys, they're out of bullets, run."

After roaring excitedly, the second Red Turban Army chased after the first Red Turban Army, and ran forward with his legs.

Until this moment, this group of Red Turban Army still thought that it was a group of people who attacked them, and they never thought that there was only one person ambushed here.

Hearing the shouts of the second Red Turban Army, two more "Voldemorts" stood up, not even having the courage to glance at the rear, burying their heads in one word-

Run!

Five Red Turban soldiers appeared one after another, and no gunshots rang out, as if the people who were attacking up and down really put away their murderous intentions and were ready to let them go.

Time is ticking and ticking......

One second!

Two seconds!

Although it was difficult to run because of the grass, these five Red Turbans who survived the catastrophe still fled quickly.

In particular, the first Red Turban Army who ran first was more than 300 meters away at this time.

Four seconds!

Five seconds!

"The group effect in psychology has been triggered, five seconds have passed, and it seems that ...... It should be about the same, and you can start to wrap it up. ”

The sniper scope looked left and right, and there was no more Red Turban Army, and at the same time, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the Red Turban Army running at the front.

"Bang~"

The gunfire rang out, and it flew exactly 450 meters away.

"W-wh

The first Red Turban Army, covered in blood, went soft and disappeared from the camera.

When a shot hit, Xingfeng quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and before the other Red Turban soldiers could react, he fired three shots in succession.

The three Red Turbans paralyzed into the grass, and when Xingfeng pointed his guns at the fifth position, there was no Red Turban Army in the camera, only a reckless tall pole grass.

"It's a quick response, in that case...... I can only give you a special gift. ”

Xingfeng frowned helplessly, casually threw the Sabr rifle onto the pile of cartridge cases, and bent down to lift two high-altitude cartridge boxes.

"Kah, let's go!"

The two high-altitude magazine boxes were removed at the same time, replaced with two fully loaded magazines, and the gun was loaded.

"Bang ......"

The high machine, which had been silent for half a minute, went crazy again.

However, this time the target is no longer strafing, but at a position, pouring wildly.

"Woooo

Countless supersonic speeds whistled, grass stalks flew all over the sky, and earth and gravel shot out.

After firing for more than 10 seconds, more than 100 armor-piercing shells pierced into the grass, and all kinds of debris mixed with dust, covering a radius of nearly 10 meters.

"Now...... It's really over! ”

Looking at the hell field in the distance, which he had made with his own hands, Xing Feng calmly took out the cigar box.

"Click!"

The sealing tail was cut off, and it fell flutteringly.

A good plan of action can often reverse the situation.

Although the words are very rough, the truth is easy to understand and goes straight to the core.

With the advantage of the terrain, Xingfeng used the trick to add accurate sniping to block the advancing road, and then used group damage directional mines to clear part of the Red Turban Army, and at the same time blocked the back road, blocking everyone in the middle.

Finally, while the Red Turban Army was panicked and confused, it launched a powerful double-link high-speed machine with explosive carpet bombardment, which had changed from a moving target to a fixed target Red Turban Army convoy.

In less than 20 seconds, the entire convoy turned into a pile of rubble, turning into hell on earth.

In this seemingly impossible battle, in the end, with the precise control of various weapons and equipment, the lethal effect, coupled with careful planning and deployment, Xingfeng completed the reversal and interception with his own strength.

"Tom~"

All the threats were clear, Xing Feng jumped out of the back compartment, returned to the cab, and looked in the rearview mirror, "Huh? Didn't happen this time? ”

In the past, as long as a large number of people were killed, the punishment style would become abnormal, but this time it was normal, which made him a little puzzled.

It's half a ring!

"Maybe it's too far away, it's still within its reach, it seems...... You'll need to pay attention to the way you fight in the future. ”

Xingfeng took a puff of his cigar, stopped caring about his physical problems, and started the pickup truck and drove off to the road.

Driving forward in the rear direction, looking at the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, Xing Feng did not have a trace of mercy, and his expression was very calm.

War is a cruel game, and as a real soldier, the moment you pick up a gun, death will also be on the agenda.

As for how long you will live, no one can give an answer, you can only rely on your own ability, and a little bit of luck.

Xing Feng once made a trip to the Ghost Gate, and his luck is not bad at the moment, and his strength should be so-so.

So he's alive, at least for now.

As for the future, who cares about the people who beg for food from the war!!

……

Crushing flesh and blood along the way, the pickup truck soon came to the first off-road vehicle.

The three of them were obviously not dead, still breathing, but had endured the violent impact of the continuous flip and had fallen into a coma.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! ”

Three sonic pistol bullets drilled into the tendons of the thighs of the three people, including Big Bear.

Xingfeng wanted to kill them, but thinking of the system's ability, he gave up again.

These three people, he kept them useful!

Just as Xing Feng was about to leave, there was a sudden roar of a car engine behind him.

It's not very far, less than 500 meters!

Xing Feng opened the car door and returned to the high plane, turned the muzzle of the gun, and looked out.

In less than two seconds, he suddenly laughed!

It was a jeep, a "BAIC BJ40" off-road jeep.