The on-the-spot decision of the two Cassie was very helpless, because there was no cover to hide in the martial arts arena, the distance between the enemy and me was about eight meters, and there were only four human obstacles in the middle, one of them was the master and could not be provoked, and the other three people could not be relied on from three meters away, so there was no choice at all.

As an old driver, it is impossible to choose to escape, how can two legs outrun a sniper bullet?

"Huang Liang, you are very comfortable hiding there, do you want me to give you a ride?"

Su Lanmei covered her left sideburns with her hand, touched a touch of cold sweat, and roared angrily.

"Su Lanmei, you asked for it, you can't complain, you ask for more blessings!"

Huang Liang lay on the ground and shouted.

At this moment, he was surrounded by Hu Xiang's minions, although he had a gun in his hand, but there were only eight bullets in the magazine, and he chose to protect himself in the face of hundreds of people.

"Rustle"

Pang Hui and Huang Rui did not hesitate at all, and blocked Su Lanmei with their bodies.

Men are impulsive most of the time, but the choice in the face of death is to take responsibility and reveal the selfishness and cowardice of their nature.

The actions of the two of them five meters away, Wang Liang was moved in the depths of his heart.

"Rustle"

Hu Xiang looked at the unfavorable situation and quietly retreated.

He crawled backwards, leading a group of subordinates to the outside of the martial arts arena.

"Drip~Woo, Woo"

Sirens sounded.

Since the Wong Family Courtyard is located on the eastern side of Heung Mountain, close to the sea, the fire at night will not attract attention, but the gunshots cannot escape the eardrums of the law enforcement team.

For Hu Xiang, the sound of gunfire means defeat, and it is difficult to protect himself if he does not evacuate, and he does not dare to fight if he has a gun, it is meaningless.

"Rustle"

Huang Liang is no exception, converging in the flow of people and moving outward.

He was a lot faster than the rest of the people, and he just wanted to get out of this chaotic field.

"Bang la la"

Yang Xueji rolled and changed positions.

As soon as she poked out the muzzle of the gun, she realized that the firing angle was blocked, and she was so angry that she clenched her silver teeth and hurriedly moved again to change positions.

The change in the audience is very short, and everyone is working hard for their goals and goals.

"Whoosh"

Wang Liang was no exception, his body rose diagonally to the outside.

His actions exceeded the expectations of the enemy.

People are inertial thinking logic, related to habit instincts, beyond this category is usually not practical, at least how can you do it without that concept in your head?

According to common sense, Wang Liang will use the human shield when he forces it to appear, not to mention a fat body, blocking his thin little physique, under the premise of one to two, who will give up this human flesh shield?

Obviously, the actions of the two also justified the abandonment of the possibility of a frontal counterattack.

Because the meat shield was too big to be injured by mistake, he simply gave up the duel from above, so he chose to break the game by clamping down on the hostages and hiding the standby sniper.

"Bang Bang"

Wang Liang also gave up the duel directly above, on the grounds that he was afraid that Cassie and the two dogs would jump off the wall and accidentally injure the people they cared about, so he was in the air and threw a gun at the enemy.

The bullets flew in an arc, bringing up a little sand and dust on the ground along the way.

"Puff"

Cassie's eyebrows were shot, the back of their heads exploded and they died instantly, their eyes burst into surprise, and their bodies spasmed on the ground.

"Snap"

The two of them had just adjusted the muzzle of the gun and were about to pull the trigger, and their right hand fell to the ground softly, and the muzzle of the gun was facing the direction of Wang Liang's flash.

The two old drivers died unjustly, and they didn't pull the back of the person, and the two pairs of protruding eyes shining with fire were facing the master.

"Ahh

Maybe it was a coincidence, but Hal howled in fright.

Projectile, as the name suggests, the bullet hits the target by flying in an arc, which is several times more difficult than normal shooting, or even thousands of times, and some people will not learn it in their lifetime.

Shooting is a science, art, broad and profound, easy to learn and difficult to master, it is related to air humidity, temperature, light, wind direction, distance, firearm bullet performance and gun holder shooting literacy, etc., any link deviation may lead to the bullet off target.

As you can imagine, the trajectory of the projectile is more complicated, almost not the same concept as normal shooting, it is by no means a skill that can be practiced by practice, it requires real shooting talent.

Wang Liang did it, and he was good at calculation, and he also tempered for three years before he perfectly mastered the projectile skills, regardless of the difficulty coefficient of the skills, the power and practical value alone are also immeasurable.

Take the western cowboy duel as an example, walk forward with their backs to each other, reach the designated position and turn around to draw a gun to shoot, or face to face and draw a gun to shoot, if the hand speed is not fast enough, you will definitely die, unless the opponent's shooting ability is too low to hit people.

In this case, the charm of drawing a gun and throwing can be perfectly displayed, always shoot before others, and the survival rate on the battlefield will be much higher, which is the capital of his proud mercenary world, but at the moment he is very dissatisfied.

The bones of the body are too weak, as if they do not match the strength, and it is awkward to perform any moves and movements, as if a twenty-size foot wears a forty-size shoe, and a move will be procrastinated.

It feels like thinking and strength are ahead, the body is always half a beat slower, and the worst thing is to appear on the battlefield, isn't this looking for death?

At least the thinking logic is aware of the shadow of death, but the body is dragging its feet at this moment, and the psychological pressure naturally increases many times.

Fortunately, there were not many enemies, and although he was hidden in the woods, he had been prepared, and his eyes did not leave the monitoring of the woods, judging whether the direction of the grass vines was normal according to the scene reflected by the blazing fire.

"Whew"

The southwest wind became about level four, blowing on the east side of the mountainside, and the wind basically stayed on the treetops, only the wind that turned in the direction burrowed into the grass under the fragrant forest, and the grass vines swayed in the breeze very regularly.

Obviously, Yang Xueji lacks actual combat experience, and her strength under the premise of impetuousness is also limited.

"Bang Bang"

The two men fired at about the same time, a projectile staggered with a normally fired bullet at low altitude.

"Boom, puff"

The projectile pierced through the grass along the road, scraped through the skin on Yang Xueji's left shoulder, and flew a piece of clothing in the air.

"Bang"

The bullet continued to explode into the trunk of a fragrant tree.

"Uh-huh, where did he jump out of the master, and the mission failed?"

Yang Xueji scolded in a low voice, resentful.

"Rustle"

She hated and found that Wang Liang had no intention of giving up sniping, and did not care about treating the bleeding wound on her left shoulder, so she rolled to the right side and hid behind a tree on the spot.

"Get down, get down!"

Wang Liang roared loudly in horror.

Looking back, the bullet flew over Su Lanmei's head, less than an inch from her scalp.

"Hmm"

Su Lanmei felt her scalp tingle and responded in a symbolic whisper.

She was on guard and quietly escaped a death catastrophe.

"Bang Bang"

Wang Liang shot out the bullets in the magazine of Solang's machine in one go.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The Rem Bullet accurately hit the trunk of the tree where the enemy was hiding, exploding in a chain.

"Stomp, swish"

The body fell to the ground, and all fours worked together to pounce on the mercenary corpse in front of him.

"Rustle"

Almost in despair, Hal turned and charged down the hill.

In the past, he couldn't have imagined that he would fall into such a situation, becoming a lost dog running for his life with his tail between his legs, and to hell with any dignity and face, now he only wants to escape from the death zone, and he just can't step into the sky.

"Rustle"

Hu Xiang's minions were infected by him, and they got up from the ground and fled.

Everyone panicked, stumbling and bumping into a burst of sand and dust.

Pang Hui and Huang Rui laughed excitedly in vigilance.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Wang Liang collected the pistols in the mercenaries' hands as quickly as possible, and fired them continuously.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pistol in each hand at an angle of 120 degrees, sniping at the woods and the fleeing crowd.

Running away is the enemy, betrayal is death, no favoritism, those who are deceived and deceived must die, he remembers that this is the law of the poison group.

"Bang, click, bang"

The bullets burst in succession on the trunk of the tree, breaking off and falling in the leeward direction.

Yang Xueji's back was splashed with broken wood chips in many places, and her right index finger was cut by a piece of broken wood chips, and blood flowed.

"Snap"

The Solang machine in her hand fell into the grass.

Seeing the thick incense tree of the sea bowl falling down, she hurriedly glanced at the martial arts arena, and turned around and retreated into the grass with extreme unwillingness.

"Ah, help, no, don't kill me, I'll compensate for all the damages......"