Today is a rare sunny day after the rainy season, and the bright sun shines coldly on the land.

Eric ran wildly through the forest with a long sniper rifle, his cloak being blown and shaken. Not far behind him was a team of vicious American troops, because it had not rained for the past few days, the footprints of Eric's activities could not be covered by the rain, so the American troops followed his footprints and chased him frantically.

Under the cover of the trees, Eric ran for his life deep into the woods, and he could even hear the grunting and "...... behind him The sound of gunfire ...... gave him no respite. He looked back and saw that less than 200 meters away, there were many American soldiers with M16s and sniper rifles shooting at him. The dense bullets swept past him with a whistling screech, and Eric jumped to the ground, the high-speed bullet breaking the criss-crossing branches, making a crisp "squeak" sound, and the dense leaves above his head were smashed like a rainstorm, shattering and flying, and falling on his body.

"Fuck, fight with these Yankees! I'm going to pull a cushion when I'm dying! Eric thought fiercely: "German soldiers must not be insulted!" He was chased by the U.S. military for a long time, tired and hungry, he was exhausted and embarrassed, as the saying goes, the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and Eric, who was forced to walk through the road at the moment, suddenly burst out of a murderous aura all over his body.

Eric found a place to hide in a dense bush, brushed away the leaves that obscured his view, poked the slender sniper barrel out of the sniper rifle, and quickly pressed his right eye on. Search for targets that can be shot, like a lurking cheetah, quietly waiting for its prey to appear.

This set of actions down. Eric only took a few seconds, much faster than the average person. Time is of the essence for a sniper, as it only takes a fraction of a second for a sniper bullet to go from the chamber of a gun to pierce a person's body. And this tiny time gap may be nothing to ordinary soldiers. But for a sniper, it's enough to decide whether you live or die.

Eric secured his sniper rifle and attached his right eye to the sniper scope. What you see from the inside seems to be another world, and inside the light blue round hole, there is a cross-shaped sniper sight line and an arc-shaped scale mark, when the enemy's fatal parts are firmly stuck in the crosshairs where the crosshairs meet. It only takes a second or two. can be accurately shot by his sniper rifle.

Men seem to have an innate passion for weapons, and this is not just machismo, but a greedy instinct of human nature. Men will use violence to plunder wealth and women to deter their opponents. And Eric, a fledgling sniper, has an indescribable dependence on the magic sniper rifle, and once his index finger touches the cold trigger, the blood in his body immediately boils.

From a sight lens with a magnification of 6 magnification. Eric could clearly see the woods up to 1,000 meters away, and he squinted. Carefully searching the dense forest in front, in the slightly blurred mirror, more than a dozen American soldiers in camouflage uniforms gradually flashed, and they widened and lengthened the team, searching forward in a straggler line.

This group of murderous fellows was looking left and right, and the fox was suspicious, wondering how the prey in their hands had flown with their eyes. They knew that this German was a sniper carefully trained by the German army, and they couldn't help but be timid, after all, it was not a good thing to be aimed at their head with an advanced sniper rifle. But under the reprimand of the officers, they had to search hard.

Eric could clearly see from the light blue scope that a slightly obese guy was crouching in the grass, holding a telescope in both hands to look forward, obviously a commander.

Eric remembers that his commander, Colonel Hamilton, had said that according to the Sniper Code of Practice, the priority order for selecting sniper targets is: first enemy sniper, second enemy commander, and third, ranged attack weapon operator...... Therefore, his preferred sniper target is the US military leader who is hiding behind and observing with a high-powered telescope.

Eric quickly calculated his distance with a graduated scope, about 400 meters, it was not difficult to accurately snipe him with an advanced sniper rifle, the cross line of his sight lens firmly encased the head of the American officer, his shining telescope reflection pointed him in the direction, Eric held the trigger firmly with the index finger of his right hand, held his breath, and the tiger's mouth was evenly pressed, and he shot decisively.

Speaker ——! A crisp gunshot rang out, which did not linger for long, and soon disappeared into the open woods......

The powerful 7.92mm steel-core bullet happened to shoot into his telescope hole, penetrating two layers of fragile glass lenses very quickly, bursting his eyeballs, and then making persistent efforts to drill into his cranial cavity.

Eric could clearly see through the scope that the hapless commander's head was jerked back, his soul instantly drained by the deadly bullet, and then collapsed on his back. His eyes were blasted open into a black hole in blood, blood gushing wildly, and the back of his brain, red and white, was sprayed on the white ground.

This is the first time in Eric's life to shoot an enemy with a gun, and he still sees the shooting so clearly, which shocks him very strongly, I didn't expect that under the black muzzle, human life is so fragile, a metal warhead weighing a few grams, can easily ask for a fresh life!

Life and death, Eric didn't dare to think about it, while the other soldiers had not fully reacted, quickly pulled the bolt, unshelled, loaded, and immediately aimed at the head of a guy who resisted the machine gun at the front, gritted his teeth, pulled the trigger, with the sound of the gun, he saw that the guy's head exploded from the center of his eyebrows, the whole skull was turned up, the red plasma and the white brain marrow sprayed a cloud of blood mist, the guy was beaten, straight upside down and fell to the ground, the whole face was blasted off, only Bai Sensen's teeth were still exposed to the air. The power of the sniper rifle is so great that if you shoot a human body, you will definitely die.

The horrific headshot of these two shots just now has already revealed Eric's hiding position. He hurried to move so as not to be honeycombed by the dense rain of bullets.

The US troops, who were caught off guard, were like frightened birds, crawling to the ground one by one. All of them shrank behind the trees, and fired fiercely at the position where they were shooting at him, and a dozen orange ballistics flew like hideous poisonous snakes, frantically pounced on the unknown enemy.

Eric clutched the sniper rifle in his arms and rolled around quickly, where he had just hidden. was hit by a burst of bullets that came in a roar, and there were thousands of holes.

Several American troops, under the cover of fire, rushed forward. The rush of fire made Eric not even feel like he looked up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Eric hurriedly shot three points, "Bang! Bang! Bang! "Bullets shoot out of the chamber, a scorching warhead that rotates at high speed. Knocked down three daredevils in an instant. There were three dead bodies lying on the ground, large expanses of blood staining the ground beneath them.

The rest of the American troops were amazed by Eric's accurate marksmanship, and when they were stunned, Eric reacted immediately, holding his sniper rifle, rolling on the spot, crawling forward quickly, and crawling into the depths of the deep and dense woods. Then the cat lowered its waist and ran forward vigorously like a leopard chasing its prey. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the embrace of the primeval woods.

Eric didn't run far, because he suddenly found that his sniper rifle was out of bullets, and the exchange of fire just now had exhausted the only bullets he had, and besides, he had run out of food, so he had to quietly kill one or two pursuers and capture supplies from the enemy, otherwise he would definitely not be able to escape the clutches of the American army, but this wrong decision almost killed him.

Eric was a bold man, not only did he not run away, but he lurked in a dense spruce tree, he hid in the tall branches and leaves, and waited patiently for a group of people, and when the search line of the American army was very sparsely drawn, he began to make up his mind to attack a lone American soldier in order to get supplies.

An American soldier with a Mauser in his arms happened to come under the tree, and he was tired enough, he leaned against the tree, took out a small bottle of brandy, and wanted to take a sip to warm his body.

But as soon as this poor guy opened the cork, he was hooked by Eric from behind, his left hand suddenly covered his mouth tightly, and at the same time, his right hand smeared his throat fiercely with the power of thunder, and before the American soldier could scream, a sharp dagger cut his throat in an instant, and the blood splattered far away.

Eric quickly dragged the corpse into the jungle, stripped the American corpse of its belongings and pockets, and found some chocolate, some pastrami jerky, and a small bottle of brandy. Eric hadn't eaten this highly nutritious high-grade field food for a long time, and he wanted to eat it all up, but he still kept it, only eating a little beef jerky, and the rest was kept as rations back home, stuffed into his trouser pocket.

Eric also collected a pistol from the corpse, as well as four rifle magazines, two pistol magazines, and a grenade, all of which he possessed.

Eric Monkey hurriedly picked up the flask and took a big sip of brandy, the strong wine flame warmed from his throat to his heart, making his originally cold and numb body feel a lot more comfortable, and he raised the flask again to take a second sip.

"Horn!" A muffled sound peculiar to a sniper rifle, and a bullet from an unknown corner also fired, knocking off the flask in Eric's hand and killing his good mood. The bullet whistled past his head, and the spruce tree next to him was smashed and splashed to his neck, and Eric felt that the bullet had hurt him, and it almost grazed his ear, but it was a pity that the person who fired the shot was a few tenths of a millimeter off, otherwise our Eric's life would have been reimbursed.

"Oh yes! Ghost Sniper! Eric cursed inwardly, and his fear and nervousness soared. He quickly hid behind a wide spruce tree, holding on to his sniper rifle and not daring to move again, he had to calm his brain first, and deal with this life-and-death sniper battle with peace of mind and great patience.

The shot was fired by U.S. Second Lieutenant Lane, an ardent war champion who, just the day before yesterday, had sniped two German soldiers with his own hands, obsessed with the thrill of the enemy falling under his gun and headshots.

Ryan hid in the land in disguise, raised his bag of sniper rifles, and the whole person was one with nature, and his camouflage skills were very good.

Ryan could have sniped Eric with one shot just now, but his heart was filled with rage!

Just as Eric jumped from the spruce tree to attack the American soldiers, Ryan had already noticed through his telescope that the spruce tree branches were shaking abnormally, and he immediately judged that it was the hiding place of the Germans with his sixth sense.

Ryan has a kind of arrogance. The presence of this sharp gunman was incredible. For the sake of the honor of the American army, he had to make his opponents suffer double the panic and pain, and he had to finish the game of cat and mouse with that damn German. Try to insult him and then slowly torture him, instead of shooting him without him knowing, it's too cheap for that bastard.

Duels between high-level snipers are fought with perseverance and patience. However, the current situation is not in Eric favor, and it is dangerous to stay in this dangerous place for an extra minute. He's now targeted by this ghost sniper, and he's going to have to be killed as soon as possible. before you can get out.

Duels between snipers are fought with perseverance and patience. However, the current situation is very unfavorable for Eric. It's dangerous to stay in this dangerous place for even a minute longer. He's now targeted by this ghost sniper, and he'll have to be killed as soon as possible before he can get out.

Eric glanced left and right, the situation was critical. Many U.S. troops followed the sound of gunfire.

"What to do? Am I going to have to sit back and wait? Eric thought nervously. Suddenly, he looked at the dead body lying nearby, and Eric's eyes lit up, and there was a way.

He quickly took off his camouflage suit, put it on the corpse, and pressed the corpse's rifle into the corpse's arms, trying to be as realistic as possible, and then he was on a mission to kick the puppet double. The corpses rolled on the ground like a soldier's tactical maneuver to dodge bullets.

Ryan suddenly saw a white figure roll out from behind the tree. Looks like the guy is about to run away.

"Ha Luha, it's not so easy to escape from the palm of my hand." Ryan thought triumphantly, "Baby, the game has just begun!" I'm going to torture you slowly! Avenge the valiant American soldiers! He moved lightning to snipe at the crosshairs, "Bang! "A bullet hit the figure's thigh accurately.

"Strange! How did that German not struggle? Is he dead? Ryan wondered, and suddenly his face changed suddenly: "Not good! Fooled, this cunning German! Thinking of this, he instantly grabbed the sniper rifle and ran sharply, he had to get out of here quickly, he was convinced that he had been exposed.

Eric quickly deduced the direction of the trajectory from the bullet hole in the corpse, and was able to locate the ghost sniper's lurking position.

He quickly turned from behind the tree to aim at the gun, his right hand clenching the sniper rifle, his index finger resting on the cold trigger, and he was trembling slightly, a spasm caused by nervousness and excitement.

The cross sniper line always remained relatively stationary with the running figure, the center of the light blue lens, firmly encased his chest, with the arc scale of the sniper scope, he immediately calculated the distance of the black shadow, quickly corrected the shooting error, reserved the amount of shooting advance, and decisively pulled the trigger when the target and the sniper cursor intersected.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound peculiar to a sniper rifle, the Mauser 98K sniper in his hand roared, the barrel spewed out blazing flames, a 7.62 mm bullet, scratching a blood-red bullet mark, with a sacred mission, spinning and flying towards the target at high speed.

Eric watched calmly from his scope as the ghost sniper fell headlong to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, if he hadn't used the puppet stand-in to lure the other party into shooting the position just now, this guy would have been really difficult.

"Horn!" The corpse in the mirror suddenly stood up and fired a shot at Eric.

Ryan didn't die, it was just his trick, he successfully deceived Eric with a fake fall, this trick is quite powerful, because it has to risk his own life, and he must have the ability to predict when the other party will shoot. Only an outlaw like Ryan can do that.

Eric felt only a heat in his shoulder, and he was knocked down by the powerful force, and he hurriedly held down the wound, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

"Damn, this ghost sniper is too insidious, and he is definitely no match for him!" Eric thought in fear, now that his right arm was wounded, he even took out his rifle, and it seemed like he was dead.

"Hahaha! You cunning guy, I said I'm going to torture you slowly, and now the game is getting more and more interesting! "Ryan just shot the opponent's right arm deliberately, leaving the opponent without the ability to fight back.

Ryan leisurely pulled the bolt of the gun, filled the chamber with new magazines, and then recklessly approached Eric, shooting at him as he went.

"Come out! German! You can't escape! Ha Lu Ha! Ryan laughed arrogantly.

Eric gritted his teeth, didn't even bother to bandage his wounds, didn't want a sniper rifle, covered his shoulders and ran deep into the woods, where would Ryan let him go, and followed him from behind.

In the dense woods, Eric and Ryan were fifty meters apart, and they ran almost parallel to each other through the woods at the same time, Eric fought for speed and courage, while the American snipers relied on marksmanship and sniper awareness.

Ryan is a great player with guns, not only can he shoot moving targets while running, but he also jumps high every time he jumps over a fallen piece of dead wood or a natural trench, and he shoots a bullet at Eric with a large sniper in mid-air!

Eric ran at full speed with all his might, and the guns kept ringing out behind him. The whistling bullets kept grazing past him, and the branches beside him were shattered and splashed.

In the process of evading the sniper, the American sniper fired a total of five shots, two of which almost killed him! (To be continued......)