"Sir, I have a suggestion......

"Are you sure? Don't underestimate the judgment of snipers, I can tell you very clearly that snipers like me can judge the advance of infantry movement with an accuracy rate of more than 90%. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

There was great surprise in the lieutenant colonel's tone. Obviously, ordinary soldiers do not take on missions that borderline suicide on their own initiative.

"You don't have to be psychologically burdened by the death of your subordinates. In a big war, thousands of soldiers will die, some because of force majeure, some because of willfulness. If there was a self-reproachful officer behind every soldier who died willfully, our battle would not have to be fought. ”

Hearing the lieutenant colonel's words, to be honest, I was a little moved. Although he may be wrong, his compassion for me is still obvious.

"No, sir, not because of self-reproach or anything. That guy was in too much of a critical place, and we couldn't have done it without him. Now I'm going to mark his location on a map, and in my judgment, the accuracy is quite high. ”

With the flickering of a red dot on the electronic topographic map, there was a commotion of comrades in the headphones.

Yukiyo: "Ping, you're really getting more and more godlike, how did you find out so far away?" ”

Wood: "If I had your ability, the girls at the military headquarters would have given it to you...... Hey, what are you doing, this is on the battlefield, it's not your mother-in-law's turn, ah! It hurts, it hurts......"

Yushiro: "Don't think that other people are as obscene as you are!" ”

Lieutenant Colonel: "Well, since you have confidence, let's act." The key is that your actions must be unexpected. In addition, at a long distance, even if you miss the target at the beginning, the opponent has a great chance of correcting it, so pay attention to increasing the absolute distance perpendicular to the direction of the opponent's muzzle as much as possible, which is the key to your life. ”

The faint entrustment has a bit of a meaning of teaching to the younger generations of children and nephews. I didn't resent it because I knew the other person with good intentions.

Even with my special abilities now, I'm still in awe of elite snipers. Their skills have weakened my strengths to the greatest extent and are arguably my most feared enemies right now.

Having stabilized my mind, I was ready to implement my plan. The operation itself is very simple, I will be the bait to divert the attention of the devil sniper, and then the lieutenant colonel will personally copy the knife and kill the other party.

For me, the key was how to avoid snipers when exposed as bait. The anti-materiel sniper rifle used by the other side, the armor of light infantry like me, can be reimbursed with the flesh inside with a single shot.

Even if it's just rubbing, with the rotation of the large-caliber nails, at least half of the body will be scrapped.

I'm not arrogant enough to think that brain domain perception can solve everything.

As for the proposal of this operation, half of it was out of the needs of the mission, because the place where the sniper got stuck was really critical, and our every move was within his firing range. The other half of the cause is not unrelated to the inexplicable death of his subordinates. I could feel that the guy didn't know what to expect from jumping at such a time, and that his actions were actually tantamount to suicide.

A veteran of the battlefield, psychologically fragile to the point of unimaginability, perhaps he just wanted to find an excuse to end his own war. However, as a person involved in this incident, I can't just make an excuse and forget about it. After all, a human life is at stake here, and it's after I angrily scolded the other party in the newsletter.

Perhaps, the plan to take the initiative to serve as a bait, as the lieutenant colonel said, may have an element of compensation or atonement.

Before I knew it, my heart was heavy. I expanded my brain domain perception ability, and I used it too many times in a short period of time, and now my head is a little swollen. The state of perception must not be disturbed by distracting thoughts.

I slammed my fist on my helmet, and I was finally able to concentrate in the buzz.

My movements are much slower than normal, and I float out slowly. After poking out most of his head, the reverse spout of his arm pushed back, and the body maintained its posture and retreated.

The streamer flashed in front of me, and I dodged the opponent's first blow.

Without hesitation, I activated the jetpack, and I shot it like a cannonball.

Spun violently in mid-air, and I flashed my arm shield.

At this time, it was as if time was forbidden, there was no shooting on the other side, and I no longer did evasive maneuvers, but just shrunk behind the shield. It's not that the shield can withstand direct fire from anti-materiel rifles, it's just that neither I nor the devil sniper have moved.

I let go of my senses and felt the killing intent in the distance. He lay there silently, like a dead thing, but I knew his eyes were fixed on me, and he didn't even blink.

The sensation was clearer than I could actually see, and as my energy continued to focus on him, he seemed to become transparent, and his heartbeat, blood flow, and even the microcurrent on his body became clear.

He must have known that I wasn't really using the Infantry Shield for protection, just as I knew he didn't want to attack the Infantry Shield. This is a duel of ideas, a contest of willpower. I felt sweat flowing from my forehead, sideburns, soaking my neck, all the way to my chest, back.

He must be like me.

Feeling the bioelectricity in his body become more frequent, his heartbeat began to weaken, and the blood flow slowed.

I'm not sure if this is a sign before a sniper shoots, I guess no one knows, because in this world, except for the sample No. 2 a hundred years ago, no one has the ability to perceive the brain domain.

I realized that even though I could sense the change in the other person's physical signs, it was impossible to really know when he was firing.

I had to act the moment before the devil sniper fired, or the next moment I would be a mutilated corpse, not even a corpse.

All his attention was focused, vaguely, and he felt his fingers move.

Without further hesitation, I activated the gesture vent at my side. The man moved half a meter to the side.

The streamer swept over the place where it had been.

The bad feeling grew stronger and stronger, and I didn't have time to trim up, and with the help of the spout, I retreated with all my might, and the second and third streamers flashed in succession, the most recent of which brushed the infantry shield that had time to close. In the light and shadow of the shattered glass, the arm shield crossed the overload stage and disappeared directly.

I didn't have time to catch my breath and jumped up to a distance of 3 meters with my feet. Once again, there was a continuous stream of light underfoot.

The devil sniper must have been in a hurry, and instead of using precision strikes, he switched to burst fire mode.

Perception told me that he was no longer breathing steadily, and his heart was beating a lot faster.

I was in the air, and I was at the end of the crossbow, the alarm had sounded that I had run out of fuel, and without power, I could only fall slowly in the low-gravity vacuum, which was simply a fixed target.

I know that I am old in my tricks, and I can't dodge the next blow. Gather your body in mid-air and face each other with the legs of your prosthetics. It is hoped that the fire of the anti-materiel rifle will not cause damage to the flesh and blood after being blocked by the prosthetic limbs.

The association between Brain Domain Perception and the Sniper has been broken.

The feeling of a heavy impact comes from the prosthetic. My vision was filled with dense lines of fire, and my body was pushed backwards by the continuous spikes that hit the prosthetic until I fell under the cover of the hull facility.