The devil slowly advances, but the toxins from the hornet's bite begin to spread throughout his body, beginning to affect his movements.

His mind was getting less and less clear, and he wanted to fall down and get some sleep. He bit his lip hard, trying to keep himself conscious with pain and salty blood.

Well, there was a sharp pain under his feet, the sharp bamboo skewers pierced the soles of his shoes, he shook his body for a moment, and hurriedly sat down on his side against a tree, panting heavily.

Got it! Shen Chen suddenly raised his fist, then pointed to the location of the target. Yu Baogen nodded knowingly, lying on his stomach in the grass, searching for the target.

Shen Chen locked on to the target's position from another angle, slowly stretched the barrel out of the grass, and waited patiently...... He beckoned silently in his heart.

The devil took off his shoes and simply bandaged the wound, which was not serious. The bleeding and pain seemed to alleviate the symptoms of delirium, and the stoicism, the will to fight to the death, drove him to continue fighting.

After drinking some water and chewing two pieces of candy, he felt that he could act, but he didn't know that the muzzle of a black hole was already aimed here, just waiting for him to appear.

Slowly, Shen Chen saw the target, although it was only half a head, but the target was finally able to lock on.

Yes, come out a little more, come out a little more, and the devil's dirty face is finally all exposed, clinging to the trunk of the tree, and he is observing.

"Smack!" Shen Chen's gun rang off, and the bullet accurately hit the bridge of the devil's nose, burrowing into his head with broken bones, and then piercing through the back of his head.

The devil opened his mouth slightly, and fell to the ground in a dejected manner, red blood and white brains gurgling out of the bullet holes.

The forest is full of dangers and murderous atmospheres. The more you can't see something, the more terrifying it is, and no one dares to relax their jǐngti, carefully moving, approaching, tentatively......

The silence of the killing machine shrouded the forest, and the bullets that would come from when and where made neither of the two sides dare to be careless, let alone easily shoot to reveal the location.

Shen Chen and Yu Baogen quietly retreated to the flank, preparing to snipe at the approaching enemy from the side.

Miyamoto and his companions realize that they may have lost a man, but that was the case in the woods. With grass underneath and tree branches in sight, it is not only difficult to move quickly, but also easier to expose the target.

Therefore, when he heard the gunshot, Miyamoto did not dare to approach quickly, so he could only move cautiously towards the estimated position.

In the first round of the competition, Shen Chen took the lead and also raised the vigilance of the enemy, but psychologically, the devil was behind.

Now, sniping is not about the shooting distance, but who is better hidden, who is more patient, and who can spot the opponent first, who has a better chance of winning.

Lift your feet lightly and walk slowly, lest you make a little noise. The enemy and the enemy moved slowly through the forest as if they were playing hide and seek.

Two hours passed, and no more gunshots rang out. Two shots rang out outside the woods, and another battle was going on.

Miyamoto put away his impatience and moved forward patiently and cautiously with his companions.

At the same time, he corrected the course, following unhurriedly behind the flanks of the second assistant. With the bait in front, Miyamoto is like a seasoned fisherman, waiting for his prey to bite the bait.

The body of the first devil had already been found by Miyamoto, but he just observed the direction of the bullet, and Miyamoto did not do anything about it.

With all the killing intent and not knowing where the enemy is hiding, it is unthinkable, at least not now.

Miyamoto motioned for his assistants to stop, and then found their respective positions, and they didn't dare to move easily.

The sky was overcast, the clouds were getting thicker, the last rays of sunlight were obscured, it was dark, and heaven and earth seemed to melt together.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth, a premonition before the rain.

The world seemed to be quiet, and all that remained was the wind running wildly and the lonely and terrible sound of a heartbeat.

Shen Chen and Yu Baogen hid in their respective bunkers, observing the movement while taking turns eating and drinking. Shen Chen eats very slowly, which is a good habit and one of the requirements for snipers.

But Yu Baogen obviously didn't understand this, maybe he wanted to hurry up, or maybe he was suffocating in the army's clear soup and little water.

The deep-fried chicken nuggets were delicious and delicious, and he ate them quickly and was full in a few moments.

The sultry air began to tremble markedly, as if it had been shaken by something; The wind was blowing, and the leaves rustled.

In the north-west, there was a sudden rumbling of thunder, as if it was surrounded by thick clouds and could not make it out, and the sound was dull and dull.

Shen Chen narrowed his eyes, he didn't like the wind, and he didn't like thunderstorms. It was too loud and would affect his ear discernment.

But that's what happened, it didn't happen according to people's minds.

A bolt of lightning cut through the rain clouds, thunder rumbled, and slanting raindrops began to crash against the ground, leaves, and weeds.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy and rushing raindrops were falling from the sky like whips.

Shen Chen and Yu Baogen were well prepared, had already put on raincoats, and continued to squat patiently.

A bolt of lightning struck the gray-black curtain of the sky like a sparkling blade, and the sky cracked, but the curtain closed again, and as it had not been slashed, only the rumbling thunder echoed in my ears.

Figures? Shen Chen suddenly wiped the rain from his face, a little unsure. Taking a deep breath, a reverse breath, he slowly adjusted, narrowing his eyes.

The devil is indeed taking advantage of the wind and rain to get closer, and he is followed by Miyamoto.

Shen Chen gestured to Yu Baogen, and then moved quietly, leaving only the fake target set in place.

It is estimated that the carbon black on his face has been washed away a lot by the rain, Shen Chen grabbed the wet mud and wiped a few handfuls on his face.

It was under a large tree root that was intricately intertwined with the ground, and through the gap between the root and the ground, he slowly stretched out the muzzle of his gun and observed the situation around him.

There is no sword and sword, no shouting and killing, the world of snipers erupts in silence, shooting deadly bullets in the moment of imperception, pursuing the splendor of that moment.

Difficult endurance, hunger and thirst, test of perseverance, intellectual contest, hidden murderous motives, to be a brave hunter, you must pay unimaginable hardships for others.

A dazzling bolt of lightning broke through the darkness, followed by a terrible thunderclap that thundered across the sky.

Shen Chen squinted his eyes, using the brief brightness of lightning, looking for traces of the enemy.

Every lightning flash is an opportunity, and no one can predict the occurrence of lightning flashes.

The ears are almost useless, the leaves are rattling, the rain is falling, the wind is blowing, and all the strange sounds are muffled. The shaking of tree branches and the swaying of weeds also increase the difficulty of observation and judgment.

The devil stopped and took aim with his gun. He noticed that the grass in front of him was moving, not as if the wind was blowing. After a closer look, he found the fake target set by Shen Chen.

Finally finding you, the devil's adrenaline secretion was violent, and after a moment of careful observation, he aimed the crosshair of his rifle at the moving grass.

Miyamoto looked closely with the scope behind his companion's side, and he saw more clearly and thought that both targets were fake.

The grass shook so strangely that it looked like someone was pulling it with a stick or pulling it with a rope.

"Idiot!" He cursed inwardly, but didn't want to expose the target and make a loud noise, so he searched the scope around the fake target.

"Smack!" The devil's gun went off, the movement of the grass stopped, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Shen Chen quickly locked on to the location of the gunfire and narrowed his eyes.

A figure shook for a moment, crawling in the grass. The terrain was familiar to him, it was a grass ditch that the enemy could probably crawl through, showing their heads behind a small mound.

Prediction is quite important, based on the sound of gunfire, the movement of flora and fauna, the angle of entry of bullets, and even guessing where the enemy may take advantage of the terrain.

Shen Chen's experience and preparation came in handy at this time, he just had to wait patiently.

The rain was still falling, and the icy rain continued to flow down the camouflage, dripping on the grass and guns.

The wind was still blowing in the low places, bringing with it the coldness of the forest. Shen Chen adjusted his breathing, resisting the difficulties of the outside world and himself, waiting for that moment of killing.

The weeds on the mound shook and shook in the rain and in the wind. More than thirty minutes passed, and the devil finally slowly emerged from behind the mound.

Among the weeds, first the barrel of the gun, then the forehead, then the eyes, he carefully observed the movement through the grass.

"Smack!" Shen Chen gently pulled the trigger, and the bullet came through the rain curtain, and before the devil could hear the gunshot, the cold killing machine had pierced his eyes and pierced through his brain.

He shook like an electric shock, his head drooped limply, blood and rain gurgling.

Miyamoto quickly captured the direction of the gunfire and looked through the scope.

The joy that successful sniping brings to the sniper is endless, and the boring and difficult wait finally pays off. Shen Chen let out a long breath lightly, and although he didn't jump up, he still relaxed his vigilance a little.

Not good, Shen Chen suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. He was startled and tilted to the side.

A bullet flew at this moment, grazed his shoulder, scraping a groove of blood, and then his ears heard the gunshot.

Yu Baogen's position could see Shen Chen from the side, and seeing him fall from the cover, he couldn't help but feel his heart sink and almost screamed.

Shen Chen leaned against the big tree, gasping rapidly, brushing shoulders with death, only a millimeter, he felt fear, and then felt the pain in his left shoulder.

A flash of lightning flashed, and he saw Yu Baogen's anxious gaze not far away.

With a grin, Shen Chen waved his hand at Yu Baogen, tore off a few strips of cloth on the camouflage net, gritted his teeth and hastily wrapped the wound.

Suddenly, lightning flashed, and the sword light of a giant flew in the sky; Boom, boom, so loud that people's ears buzzed.

Miyamoto gritted his teeth and he hit his opponent, but his opponent's sudden movements made it impossible for him to confirm whether it was a one-hit kill.

He held his gun, aimed at the position where the enemy might reappear, and kept it ready to fire.

Failing once is not the end, only when you give up completely.

Shen Chen tried to balance his breathing, endured the pain and began to crawl and move slowly.

The battle will continue, although the devil is deceitful, but there is no chance to retreat at this time. Leaving your back to the enemy, that's the stupidest thing to do.

Yu Baogen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shen Chen start to act, he knew that Shen Chen's injuries were not too serious. But he began to blame himself, why he couldn't practice marksmanship well, why he couldn't help.

Shen Chen crawled forward for a distance, then stopped to adjust. The rain was cold, and the juice kept rolling down his forehead.

After such a long time of waiting and fighting, the physical exertion was very great, and he took out the wind oil essence used to repel mosquitoes in his arms and sniffed vigorously, trying to keep his mind clear.

Miyamoto stopped moving, the enemy was nearby, and the grass was plucked, indicating that there was another enemy. Coupled with the one that might have been wounded rather than killed, he might have to deal with two, and he didn't dare to be careless.

No one dares to be negligent in the confrontation, and no one dares to act rashly. In the darkness after the lightning, both sides adjusted their positions and watched carefully.

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, the clouds were thinning, the sky was showing a little in the distance, and the woods were a little brighter.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and in the flash of fire, the branches and weeds and dirt rose and fell in the black smoke, crackling.

It turned out to be Yu Baogen, who threw a grenade with all his might, so as to attract the attention of the enemy and give Shen Chen a brief cover of smoke.

Miyamoto fell to his knees and looked closely with the scope on his gun.

Shen Chen did not poke his head out, but used a simple periscope to search for the enemy's figure and observe the movements around him.

Now that the two sides are so close, who wins and who loses depends on who finds the opponent first and shoots first.

Through the scope, Miyamoto's gaze slowly swept over the grass and tree roots. He discovered the fake target set by Shen Chen, and pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of mocking sneer.

Then he found a simple periscope. At this point, he felt that he had locked the opponent's position, and he was waiting for the opponent to show his head.

Shen Chen also found the muzzle of the black hole hole from the periscope, a distance of fifty or sixty meters, and if he couldn't hit it, he would die.

Therefore, he didn't dare to show his head, and gently turned the periscope to make a look like he didn't find it. My mind is spinning rapidly, how can I change from passive to active, and implement effective counterattacks.

Slowly retracting the periscope, Shen Chen crawled sideways for a few meters and made a few gestures to Yu Baogen.

Yu Baogen understood, unloaded the wooden box of the barge gun, held the gun in one hand, and poked the muzzle out of the hiding place. Then he slowly turned the muzzle of the gun and watched Shen Chen's movements.

When the muzzle of the gun turned to a similar angle, Shen Chen raised his palm and motioned for Yu Baogen to stop. Then with a gun in hand, he was ready to quickly get up and shoot.

Yu Baogen saw that Shen Chen was ready, so he stabilized his wrist and pulled the board machine.

Bah, Bah, Bah! A rapid burst of fire rang out, and the bullets hit Miyamoto's vicinity and head, and branches and blades of grass fell.