Hearing Chris's shout, Daddy Buck rushed out of the ruins like an arrow off the string.

The next second he rushed out of the ruins, he suddenly took shape, then shook his body, and took another step in a different direction.

"Phew!" The Soviet sniper hidden in the distance opened fire, and he was confident, and without half a minute of hesitation, he directly pulled the trigger.

Chris didn't hesitate for a moment, he leaned out, picked up his G43 sniper rifle, aimed at the gap where the body of the Soviet soldier he had killed just now, and fired a shot.

The scenery in the vicinity didn't seem to change, and Chris thought his memories were blurred after being shot.

But after he thought about it carefully, he suddenly thought of a possibility: the other party moved the body of his companion away and lay on the corpse himself!

The most easily overlooked place is under your own nose! Since nothing has changed, it means that somewhere in the impression of memory has been used.

When he thought of this possibility, Chris realized that the other party could be a powerful sniper, a sniper who knows how to use people's hearts!

To be able to challenge such a sniper head-on, Chris's excited hairs are about to stand on end! He also wants to fight a psychological war with the other party and give the other party a fatal blow!

The other party must think that the shot just now has reduced the number of personnel on his side. Then arranging for the dad to rush out to be bait is the second plan to reduce the other party's defensive psychology.

Seeing the German sniper who risked rushing out of the door and fleeing, this Soviet sniper will definitely relax his vigilance - the Soviet army has completely annihilated the German sniper squad, and there must be a universal teaching in this regard.

These Soviet snipers knew that there were three members of the German sniper group, and there were only two snipers! Kill one and run away, it's like no threat!

The moment of relaxation was what Chris thought was the best chance to snipe the other party. So he decisively leaned out and aimed and attacked in one go!

The wound on his shoulder ached, and Chris's brow furrowed. He gritted his teeth to support his body, trying not to let his wounds interfere with his shots.

A bullet hit Daddy's side, leaving a bullet hole in the rubble and a cloud of white smoke.

Daddy Buck knew that the opponent's bullet was missed, but the next corrected bullet would definitely not leave him with any chance to escape.

But he could only run, and it was his duty as bait. He staggered through the ruins with his rifle in his hand.

Chris's body was a little crooked, and the wound still had a huge impact on him. He saw the corpse moving through the scope, and saw the corpse with a rifle in his hand, reloading his Mosin Nagant sniper rifle!

He guessed right! With inexplicable excitement in his heart, Chris's hand holding his rifle even trembled a little.

The joy of escaping made him almost forget the pain in his shoulder.

"Phew! Bang! Rarely, Chris fired two shots in a row, and the bullets flew towards the Soviet sniper.

Because Chris leaned out suddenly, he couldn't fully control his body, and the first bullet hit the rubble in front of the Soviet sniper's eyes, bursting into a cloud of white smoke.

But the second bullet hit the gap accurately, and Chris saw through his scope the sight of blood spraying out.

He hit that target, and he fought a bloody retreat for himself and for his sniper team.

"Hit the target!" With a hint of excitement and a hint of relief, Chris shouted loudly, as if the whole person had collapsed.

Daddy had already run out several meters away, he slowed down next to a ruin, and the whole person flashed behind the low wall of the ruins, gasping for breath: "Heh! Scold! ”

"Safe?" Daddy Buck evened out his breath before asking Chris out loud.

"Yes! It's safe here! I hit that Soviet sniper! He's dead! It's safe here! Chris excitedly answered Daddy's question.

"Let Ciric run second! I'll cover you! Chris stepped out of the moment of glory of victory with his rifle in his hand, and shouted to his father in the distance.

Then Chris looked back at Ciric: "Hurry up and run!" I don't know if there were any other Soviet snipers, but they didn't fire at Daddy just now, which means that the accuracy is not very good. ”

After preparing for a while, Ciric staggered out of the rubble with a faulty walkie-talkie and an assault rifle.

His speed was much slower than his father's, but the whole place was still quiet, and no one fired at the easier Ciric.

If Ciric could get behind the ruins where Daddy Buck was, their sniper team would be more than half safe.

Chris leaned against the edge of the window, waiting for a distant gunshot, which might or may not have been. He prayed in his heart, praying that the gunshot would not appear.

Perhaps God heard his prayers, and Ciric ran all the way to the back of the ruins, and no shots rang out.

Chris saw the gesture that Daddy gave him behind the ruins, he prepared for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and also rushed out of the rubble where he was hiding.

As if facing the wind and winning a new life for himself, Chris ran. Although he pulled the wound on his shoulder, making him grit his teeth and savor the cruelty of reality, Chris was still happy.

He's just finished a life-and-death showdown, and he's the winner in the end! He eliminated four Soviet snipers and he was the best hunter!

Running to the back of the ruins, he sat down against the wall in the place his father had given him.

Running around the ruins with a rifle is not an easy task. Chris gasped twice, adjusting his breathing before he eased.

The three of them changed their order, Chris took the lead, Ciric was in the center, and Daddy followed last, quickly leaving the dangerous area.

Behind them, Soviet snipers in the other direction, in the ruins where Chris had just hid, looked for clues in frustration.

And the corpse of the cunning Soviet sniper that Chris shot and hit suddenly moved after Chris and the others left.

A Soviet sniper with a bloody face pushed away the body he was crushing onto and breathed in the fresh air.