The gunfire stopped, and the mountains and forests fell into absolute silence in an instant. But the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and they volatilized and diffused to their heart's content, rendering the entire mountain forest like Shura Hell.

All of the agents are dead, sniped by Sniper Storm in a short period of time. The reason why he sniped was only because Sniper Storm thought that Xiao Yuanchao should not have died at the hands of these agents; The reason why he sniped was because he wanted to make a battlefield between himself and Xiao Yuanchao, a battlefield where only the two of them fought. The agent really doesn't deserve to kill Xiao Yuanchao, not at all.

"Bang! Cha! Cha! ……”

The sniper storm standing there reloaded his ammunition expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on the ravine where Xiao Yuanchao was. His movements were very light and light, and after loading the ammunition with absolute flexibility with his broad palms, he stood there quietly with a sniper rifle, silently waiting.

Others don't know how powerful Xiao Yuanchao is, but he knows it clearly. The memory of the first battle of the glacier is still fresh in my mind, and it was him who should be damned that time. Lost, lost to Xiao Yuanchao, lost to his current leader.

"Everyone is cleaned up, and the next thing is a life-and-death battle for you and me." Sniper Storm makes a calm and steady sound.

The distance of one hundred and fifty meters was enough to send the sound to Xiao Yuanchao's ears, and he was showing his attitude, the attitude of a life-and-death battle. No one knows how he feels right now, and as a traitor, he has to erase his loyalty and kill his leader.

Xiao Yuanchao, who was still in the ravine, did not speak, because there was no need to speak at all. He wouldn't ask, or accuse Sniper Storm of betraying him, or ask more boring questions. He's going to have to kill Sniper Storm, and he's going to have to kill them every way. This is a traitor, this is a murderer who caused Angelina's life and death to be unknown.

Xiao Yuanchao doesn't love Angelina, but he definitely likes each other, and even said that he feels that he is full of debt to Angelina. He could have helped Angelina through the difficulties, but the fact of stealing 1,200 tactical nuclear warheads pushed this woman into the abyss. As for what happened later...... There is cause and effect, Angelina kidnaps his son, knowing that his life cannot be in danger.

In a certain way, Xiao Yuanchao's liking of Angelina is the same as liking Shen Muzi. If Shen Muzi had such a thing, he would be angry. In the same way, Angelina will be angry when this happens.

Those who were kind to him, he will always remember.

As the minutes ticked by, the projection of the trees began to cast a long shadow to the east. Xiao Yuanchao remained motionless in the ravine, breathing in the smell of blood, allowing the adrenaline to erupt in a fast-moving manner. The cycle is endless, and the red light is maintained up and down the body.

The wounds on his body are no longer important, and in the face of extreme life and death, he can no longer feel the slightest pain. He was waiting, silently waiting for the evening to come, when there would be a chance.

And Sniper Storm also stood motionless, carrying a Barrett M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle, carrying a PM sniper rifle known for its accuracy, and his eyes were calm and awe-inspiring.

He waited for Xiao Yuanchao's attack, but he would never take half a step forward. Because then he would lose his strengths, his strengths. Fight Xiao Yuanchao and never get close to him. If you want to get closer, you can only do it in one case: after death.

Darkness slowly descended, enveloping the entire mountain forest. Today's sky is very dark, not even the moon, even so dark that you can't see your fingers. The wind rose, caressing the mountains and forests, and the sound of the rippling leaves and waves was heard.

Sniper Storm didn't wear night vision goggles, and he didn't need to wear night vision gear at all. Good equipment is always a double-edged sword, sometimes it can help you, and sometimes it can kill you. And he doesn't wear night vision devices not only because it's a double-edged sword, but more because he was born with a pair of owl eyes.

In the darkness, Sniper Storm's eyes flickered with an eerie light, and he didn't move, holding the small ravine in his eyes. He was very patient, patiently waiting quietly, waiting for the prey to be impatient, and chose to attack or flee.

"Smack!"

A faint, barely audible sound reached Sniper Storm's ears, though wrapped in the wind, diluted by the rattle of leaves. But he could hear it clearly, it was the sound of a lighter.

At the same time, a flash of light rose from the ravine and then extinguished. Immediately afterwards, the subtle light that ordinary people would never notice was clearly captured by the sniper storm, it was Xiao Yuanchao smoking a cigar.

Seeing this scene, Sniper Storm's pupils contracted violently with a strange light, as if he had seen something most dangerous. He began to pick up his sniper rifle, giving up the movement and posture of carrying the gun. It was the only change made after eight hours, and he was nervous and excited.

Because this is a signal, a signal that only those who have fought with Xiao Yuanchao, or who are familiar with him, will understand: attack!

In the ravine, Xiao Yuanchao sat on the ground and smoked a cigar in a big gulp, exhaling pale cyan smoke. The flickering butts of cigarette burned, reflecting his cheeks and eyes.

His face was filled with a calmness like 10,000 years of ice, but what appeared in his eyes was magma like a volcanic eruption. The outermost layer of the magma is wrapped in a layer of ice that seems to be substantial, but there is no zài.

He fell into absolute calm, but he was burning. Completely different ice and fire collided violently, and then blended, so strange that they completely merged together, and it made people feel terrified.

"Hiss ......"

"Hoo ......"

The tobacco burns violently, and the smoke is puffed out. It's natural, it's relaxed, and even with a touch of leisure. Just like he was at home, after cooking, brushing the dishes and chopsticks, cleaning up the house, and then lying comfortably on the sofa, turning on the TV and watching the commercials, and then lighting a cigar and enjoying it comfortably.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanchao took the cigar off his mouth and gently snuffed it out on the rock. When the cigarette butt is no longer hot, he tears off a piece of the fabric of his clothes, carefully wraps the remaining half, and cherishes it in his pocket.

At the same time, Sniper Storm clearly saw that the faint light was gone. He knew that Xiao Yuanchao hadn't finished smoking the cigar, but had just smoked it.

A cigar is divided into two halves, the first half smoked before the battle, and the second half, smoked sitting on the corpse of an enemy!

Suddenly, the sniper storm pupils contracted to the extreme, and his feet frantically crushed the ground, causing his body to spin violently, instantly forming a strong storm that could not be climbed! R1148