The mercenary, though rude and brutal, had to show a minimum of respect to his employer, and had no conflict with the loaded militants, and after explaining the situation, the mercenary leaned on the front cover of the car and took out a cigarette from his bosom and lit it.

At this time, the people in the three cars behind also opened the door and got out of the car, they were wearing the same camouflage, each burly and strong, not to mention that there were only twelve people, and the aura at that station was much stronger than dozens of militants.

They casually leaned on the car and chatted leisurely to look at the scenery, completely ignoring the dozens of guns a few steps away ready to kill them at any time, at first glance, they were soldiers who wandered on the battlefield all year round and crawled out of the pile of dead people.

After a while, there was no movement inside, the leader looked down at his watch with a cigarette in his mouth, his expression was a little impatient, and he was about to step forward to ask a few words, the door of the villa opened, and the guy who had just gone to report the news hurriedly ran out, followed by a group of people.

More than a dozen people came to the door, I didn't pay attention at first, but when I got closer, there was a guy among these people, surrounded by these bodyguards, if I hadn't been in a high place, I really couldn't see.

My heart became nervous, my whole body was shaken, as if I had been stimulated, my head was no longer dizzy, my eyes were not dizzy, and I instantly entered the heyday state, for a sniper like me, the appearance of a target is the best medicine.

Through the gap in the crowd, I saw that the guy who was surrounded in the middle was short and stocky, dark-skinned, although it was a little far away, and his face was still blocked by the bodyguard next to him, but from the gestures, it was almost certain that it was Vic Bruce.

"Finally it happened, and here comes the opportunity." I grinned excitedly, I couldn't care about how I managed to escape from these experienced mercenaries after killing someone, and I only had one thing on my mind, kill him.

Slowly adjust the sight to the maximum scope multiplier, and then slowly pull the bolt bullet to load, hold your breath, and simply don't gasp, because the multiple is too large, a little bit of vibration in the scope is a violent shaking, so I have to stay still, breathing will also cause vibration.

There were too many bodyguards around me for me to lock on to Vic Bruce's head, but instead of an ordinary sniper rifle, I used the M82A1 anti-materiel weapon, known as a small artillery, which can break people into two pieces with one shot, and as long as I hit the upper body, I would be killed.

Even if the whole person is blocked, he can make a string of sugar gourds, and the power of the 12.7mm caliber bullet can easily shoot through the bodyguard in front of him, and then kill himself.

Vic Bruce came to the door and talked to the captain of the mercenary, and it seemed that they were having a good conversation, the mercenary was tall, and I could clearly see the smile on his face.

I moved my fingers, gently put on the trigger and waited quietly, it can be regarded as an eyes-opener, tossing me for a day and a night finally came to an end, although the sun has not yet come out, but the wind and rain have finally stopped, otherwise I am really not sure that I will hit a blow at a distance of two thousand meters, although the air humidity will also have an impact on the trajectory, but compared to the wind, the impact is negligible.

My gun was locked onto the bodyguard in front of Vic Bruce, and the guy was holding him out, and I was waiting for the moment when they turned around, and I believed it would be the best time to shoot.

At this time, one of the mercenaries with an M24 sniper rifle on his back suddenly turned his head and looked in my direction, and I chuckled in my heart and said secretly: "Oops! "The guy who is on the battlefield every day is just like us, he has a keen sense of danger, and that guy feels even more strongly as a sniper.

Looking at the way he frowned and meditated, it was probably that he noticed something unusual, his eyes kept searching the mountains, and I could be sure that the scope would not be reflective, as long as I didn't move, he would definitely not appear.

It was important to kill Vic Bruce, I simply ignored the sniper, he looked at it for a while and then gave up, mainly because my muzzle was not locked on him, and even if I noticed it, it wasn't so strong.

At this point, the crowd finally moved, and Vic Bruce chatted with the mercenary captain before inviting them into the villa.

At the moment of turning, a gap appeared between the bodyguard and Vic Bruce, and I pulled the trigger at this time, with a loud bang, a wave of air sprayed out with the bullet like a shock wave, and the strong recoil made the butt hit my shoulder hard, and my body trembled and immediately stabilized, strong training created my strong body, this time is the best manifestation.

In the scope, blood splattered, and the bullet just passed through the gap and hit Vic Bruce's back, like a bomb planted in his chest, the upper body exploded and fell to the ground, and the lower body was still standing without falling.

The field exploded in an instant, and the bodyguards hula surrounded them, but soon dispersed again, and the upper half of their bodies were shattered, who would pick up the only half of the corpses, and the surrounding militants were in a hurry to shoot indiscriminately around, and the mercenaries invariably looked at my position.

"Huh!" I grinned, like a deflated ball, as if all my strength had been drained at once, and my whole body collapsed on the stone.

A perfect shot, without any flaws, sniping a target from two kilometers away, even with anti-materiel weapons, is not something that ordinary snipers can do, I once again proved myself as the king of guns, but then I have to think about how to escape.

As expected, the mercenaries didn't come after me, the employer died, the contract between them was nullified, they wouldn't do anything for a dead man, the mercenaries wouldn't do unprofitable tasks, and of course, if someone paid for it, that would be another matter.

Those militants didn't know where I was, and they couldn't find it if they wanted to, and as for the bodyguards, they didn't want to continue the investigation when they saw that the boss was dead, they all came for money, and they had no loyalty to Vic Bruce.

I took a deep breath and took the rangefinder to look at the situation below, the mercenaries didn't stop long, since the contract could not be fulfilled, then there was nothing to do with them here, a group of people got together and discussed a few words, and then without even saying hello, got into the car and turned around.

As soon as they left, a stone in my heart fell to the ground, and only then did I realize the weakness of my body, weakness in my limbs, and dizziness, I struggled to get up and poured the only mouthful of water left in the water bag into my stomach, feeling a little better, so I picked up the sniper rifle and walked slowly down the back mountain.

It had just rained, and the road was very slippery, and I had just walked more than ten meters before I fell and almost rolled down the hillside, but fortunately I was blocked by a big tree.

I sat on the ground and calmed down, then took a deep breath and struggled to get up and prepare to move on, but as soon as I got up, I felt the world spinning, top-heavy, buzzing in my ears, I knew in my heart that the burning had been burning for so long, and my body could not bear it, but as long as I could hold on to the car, I could ask the base for help, but it backfired, and before I could get up, I felt that it was dark in front of me, and my brain stopped thinking, and then I lost consciousness.

(End of chapter)

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Literature Museum mobile version reading website: