The search became more and more careful, and McDown barely missed a single location that could catch his attention and hide the next sniper. In particular, those positions that seem to go against the sniper's hidden common sense make McDwan pay special attention to it - in a sense, the important factor in the victory or defeat of the duel between two snipers has always depended on the understanding of the mentality and behavior pattern of his opponent. And a sniper who is so calm that it is outrageous is very likely to use his psychological inertia and cognitive misunderstandings to set up a sniper trap for himself!

Almost at the moment when McDwan began another search, Madison's somewhat anxious voice suddenly came from the communicator headset on McDwayne's ear: "McDwayne, where are you?" ”

Staring at the screen on the remote control in his hand, McDwan sighed slightly, and reached out and pressed the communicator button impatiently: "I'm doing what I'm supposed to do!" Don't bother me, you know I can't go wrong in my work! ”

Apparently aware of McDone's combat habits, Madison's voice became noticeably softer: "Okay...... May I remind you to intervene as soon as possible. You can't be wrong, and neither can we, understand? ”

A sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and McDwan pressed the communicator button again: "I'm different from you!" It's my way of working to work, collect money, and then stay to take on the next order or simply leave. And you ...... A good hunter shouldn't have too many distractions! Now shut that big mouth of yours and keep me quiet until I reach out to you! ”

Although he was sarcastic about Madison, McDone's eyes were always fixed on the small screen on the remote control. As the camera on the tracked detection vehicle slowly panned over a huge pile of rubbish made up of construction, household waste, and vehicle wreckage, McDwan snapped his finger on the controller!

Thanks to almost zero livelihood projects in Tawi City, a large amount of domestic garbage has been piled up in the streets and alleys, gradually forming one huge mountain after another. Especially in areas close to the edge of cities, some slums are almost centred around huge mountains of garbage.

The residents living near the garbage mountain are increasing the height and area of the garbage mountain almost every minute. And those children living in the slums, like garbage bugs, regard the huge garbage mountain as their own amusement park and treasure hiding place, and spend their days drilling around the huge garbage mountain, or playing, or looking for all kinds of miscellaneous things that may exist and can barely make themselves useful.

In the midst of such years of trampling and rummaging, the huge mountain of garbage has been torn apart by those garbage worm-like children, and there are countless spaces that can hide people. Coupled with the fact that it is more than three stories high, such a garbage mountain is definitely a treasure place to overlook the entire firefront. The only drawback is that there are always a lot of mosquitoes and flies on this garbage mountain. Not only can mosquitoes and poisonous reptiles disturb the sniper, but the sniper's location may even be exposed due to the smell of the sniper's body attracting too many insects to gather.

Adjusting the detection camera to the maximum magnification, McDun began his search from the top of the garbage hill little by little. Obviously, the large pile of household garbage at the top of the garbage mountain is not suitable for the sniper to hide. Otherwise, the smoke and dust that drift over the top of the garbage heap by the wind from time to time will greatly interfere with the sniper's line of sight and cause the sniper's blind spot.

Some of the wreckage of vehicles piled up at the bottom of the garbage mountain is obviously not a good hiding place either. Much of the construction debris piled up to the left of the wreckage of the vehicles was emitting green smoke, apparently due to incineration. In such a hot environment, it takes less than half an hour to turn the sniper hiding near the wreckage of the vehicle into a large piece of roast meat covered in oil.

Frowning slightly, McDon just wanted to move the detection camera to the middle of the garbage mountain to continue the search, but a strong feeling of unease suddenly surged in his heart!

From the time he cut into the battlefield to now, he has been in the same place for more than five minutes. During these five minutes, the detection camera on the tracked detection vehicle was directly illuminated by direct sunlight for at least one minute......

That's enough for a professional sniper to spot and deduce where he is!

Without the slightest hesitation, McDwan quickly got down, pinned a small pebble to the handle on the controller, and controlled the tracked detection vehicle to rush towards the center of the battlefield, and then slowly crawled behind a pile of relatively loose household garbage.

Like an inflexible mole, McDwan reached out and slowly dug a hole under the rancid garbage heap that barely allowed himself to get in, and then used one hand to hold the strap of his sniper rifle and keep his chest and abdomen against the ground and burrow into the hole he had just dug.

On a hot day, the foul smell of the garbage as it rots can almost make people who inhale it vomit on the spot. Even McDwon, who was highly trained, felt a noticeable discomfort in his throat and airways after inhaling this foul-smelling gas, which was comparable to biochemical gas.

Slowly exhaling a puff of turbid air in his chest, McDwan took small breaths, trying to get used to the foul smell that enveloped him, but he slowly reached out and pulled a fist-sized hole in the garbage in front of him, and then slowly moved the sniper rifle in front of him.

Hiding in such a garbage heap has a noticeable impact on vision and shooting range, but it is an excellent place to take a reverse view for opponents who may have already noticed their original position. Judging from the sights on the sniper rifle, almost all of the firing positions that can snipe at the position they are in are within the firing range of the sniper rifle.

Inexplicably, McDone's heart suddenly flooded with a famous Chinese saying that he never forgot after hearing it by chance - if he loses his horse, how can he know if he is blessed?

Almost as soon as the Chinese quote came to McDon's mind, a tracked detection vehicle that rushed straight forward had already run over the ruins of a not-so-tall building. The steel track scraped a large piece of wall skin off at the moment when it scraped against the ruins of the building. As the large piece of wall skin peeled off, a piece of shabby and dirty linen appeared in front of McDairn's eyes!

Without the slightest hesitation, McDwan quickly turned the muzzle of the sniper rifle in his hand, pointed it straight at the ruins of the building next to the sackcloth, and pre-pressed the trigger to the state before firing - it was absolutely unreasonable that there was not much dust falling on a piece of sackcloth inside such a bombed building!

The only plausible explanation is that the sackcloth had just been placed in its current position. Perhaps, like himself, that person wore a shabby sackcloth over his body as a cover!

Somewhat uncontrollably, McDwan whispered to himself, "Got you!" ”