The distance of more than 20 meters took an hour. From time to time, small insects are blown off by www.biquge.info the wind, falling on the head, body and hands, and the library box has no time to take care of it, and concentrates on approaching the killer in the shadows. Now he's more of a killer, and the enemy is the prey of his mouth. It may not be a very difficult thing to eat, the key is how to eat, once you eat it wrong, you are likely to hurt yourself.

When you are still ten meters away from the enemy, the scrivener box feels almost there, and it is too difficult to get closer. The killer in the shadows is so keen, once he senses the anomaly, it is a shuttle bullet. The Colt pistol in Lao Dai's hand was aimed at the black shadow in the distance, and three shots in a row were shot, boom.

The three shots were fired at the three parts of the black shadow, and you were not afraid that the other party would not die!

The distance is too close, and even if there is a small branch in the middle, it can't withstand the force of the bullet flying. The foliage was scattered by the force of the impact, and it splattered away.

Boom, the shadow falls.

The scrivener lay on the spot and didn't dare to move, the gunfire was too abrupt, and it came far away in the silent night. It was not surprising that a few bullets flew from any direction. Next to the old generation are two big trees side by side, a very good natural barrier, of course he will not be exposed immediately.

Wow...... The mountain wind did not stop because of the bullets and killing, and it still blew all over the mountains. Dilute the gunshot, and then dilute it......

Twenty minutes passed, and there was no movement. The snipers who were lying in ambush on the hill seemed to be asleep.

The scrivener reached out and slapped a small insect on his head to death, slowly stood up, and subconsciously shook his upper body, and the other few small insects stubbornly refused to fall. Bang, bang, bang, the scrivener slapped continuously, and a few small insects became meat puree. The back is hot, painful and itchy, and it is the work of small bugs. With a gun in one hand, he walked towards where the shadow had fallen.

There was a rustle, and the body rubbed against the leaves with a slight noise. The pace of the scrivener box is very slow, and the night is still very long, so he is not in a hurry. The black shadow lay motionless in the grass, as if it were dead.

The scrivener slowly leaned over and looked down at the corpse at his feet. There was a pool of blood on the ground, exuding a slight gore. The body was lying on its stomach, and the injured parts could not be seen, nor could the facial features be visible. The only thing that is certain is that this person is a man, and the military uniform is very strange, not like an ordinary military uniform.

The scrivener stretched out a foot and kicked it on the corpse. The corpse lying on its stomach rolled over. At this moment, one of the corpse's arms suddenly moved, aiming at the library box at a very fast speed. The latter was startled and subconsciously turned sideways. Almost at the same time, the gun went off, and the fiery snake grazed the shoulder of the scrivener and rushed into the sky.

He didn't die! This was the first thought of the scrivener, and the foot closest to the enemy kicked the opponent in the arm. Boom, the boot was firmly lifted on the arm, and the spear was kicked a few meters away. He aimed his pistol at the enemy on the ground and decisively pulled the trigger.

Boom, bullets shoot straight at the ground. I didn't even hit. The enemy rolled to the side half a second early, avoiding the bullets that were close at hand. The enemy did not have a gun, and the scrivener was a little relieved, and Colt turned the barrel of the gun and continued to shoot. Before they could fire, the enemy grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it over. It's really desperate, and even this trick is used.

The scrivener was afraid that the dirt would charm his eyes, so he flashed sideways. The enemy seized the limited space and leapt from the ground, an extra blade that shimmered in his hand, still shining in the cold light despite the darkness of the night. This knife is longer than a dagger and slightly shorter than a traditional Japanese saber, making it ideal for jungle combat.

The blade drew an icy arc and went straight to the lower abdomen of the scrivener. The latter had to retreat two steps back. In fact, you can avoid it by taking a step back, the scrivener takes an extra step back, he has a gun, and the distance is a little farther away than it is more suitable for play.

As soon as he withdrew two steps, the enemy deceived himself and did not give the scrivener a chance to shoot. The blade stabbed into the chest of the scrivener. The latter had to go back again. The enemy did not relent, and the blade followed suit and attacked again.

The scrivener frowned secretly, and met a difficult guy. From passive to active, this guy gets it done quickly. After a few rounds, the scrivener was forced back several steps. There are very few people who can make him so embarrassed. This enemy is really not ordinary. A few words came out of my heart in the "Ninja Killer" scrivener. He is not worried, but happy, this time the mission is to take out the ninja killer, and he really met here.

The scrivener is full of spirit, hoping to reverse the passive situation as soon as possible. The Japanese killers relied on the first-mover advantage and constantly launched attacks on the scrivener. This guy understands very well, he must continue to put pressure on the scrivener, once he has a little respite, the gun in his hand is not a joke. Therefore, the Japanese killers attacked as often as crazy.

The scrivener box could not reverse the decline for a while. What a great guy, he exclaimed in his heart. As time passed, he saw that the Japanese killer had wounds on his body, at least a large blood hole in his left arm, and the blood was still flowing. There is also blood in the lower abdomen, so I think I was shot as well. The three shots of the sneak attack still worked.

With injuries on his body, he is so bad, he deserves to be a ninja-level killer! The scrivener somewhat admired the guy in front of him. Admiration is admiration, the old generation will not have a trace of softness, although he is temporarily passive, he is still full of confidence. The injuries on the Japanese killer's body cannot be said to be serious, and he will not last long.

Sure enough, as expected by the scrivener, after more than 20 rounds of onslaught, the movements of the Japanese killer killer gradually slowed down. Just now, it was completely with a ruthless spirit. Now that momentum has been drained, the Japanese killers are gradually following a lot of rhythm. Due to the vigorous movements, the blood flowed more violently than before. A large area of military clothing was soaked with blood, and it was not only blood that flowed away, but also life.

Boom, the scrivener freed up his hand and gave the other party a shot. The Japanese killer's movement of swinging the knife froze instantly. He was unwilling, but he no longer had the strength to wield a knife. Boom, the scrivener opened fire on the other party's head. Brains splattered, and corpses were planted on the ground.

It's over! The scrivener box is facing away from the top of the hill and rests against a large tree. The body and mind calmed down, and the part of the back that was crawled by small insects began to itch, painful and itchy. He didn't have time to pay attention to it, and picked up the spear on the ground. This is a well-made sniper rifle with a body and barrel that is one meter long each, and a total length of more than two meters, which is definitely a behemoth among rifles. The scope is slightly larger than that made in the United States, and it is more clumsy.

With a spear in hand, the scrivener box is weak and complicated, and little Japan can even make this thing? You must know that Lao Mei has only just been built, and it has not yet been fully equipped with troops. There is not a single Japanese character on the gun, but a few markings that resemble Western letters. This made him suspect that it should not have been made by Japan itself, but perhaps it was supported by Germany. If the Germans can create such a weapon, it is estimated that even Lao Mei will not doubt it.