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War, never care who lives or dies, only cares whether the final battle outcome is won or lost, and when Rakshasa is lucky enough to avoid the favor of death, no one cares whether he is dead or alive, injured or unconscious, because the smoke of the battlefield is still burning!

Linton's shot almost completely eliminated the three members of the ghost car squad, and the five armed transporters on the opposite side saw the opposite camp that was originally their enemy exploding violently at this time, and at that moment, they almost rolled back with laughter!

The most important thing is that when the bloodied Dragon Battle suddenly fell to the ground, it was like a speeding car completely reduced to pieces in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground motionless!

This was the icing on the cake for the five armed transporters, the excitement and joy had completely wiped out all their rationality, and they no longer even thought about why this madman in front of them suddenly appeared, and ran wildly with this almost terrifying non-human force, even like an ostrich that could only escape, and did not even have the strength to fight back!

At this time, the Valmet sniper rifle in Linton's hand had already been aimed at one of the armed transporters in the distance, with the last sniper experience, although Linton did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to shoot the opponent like a dragon battle, but it was certain that he would be able to hit the opponent!

I saw Linton's eyes shrink suddenly, and the whole person exuded a chilling killing aura, like a cannonball that ignited the fuse, until the moment when the final cannon was discharged, the enemy was wiped out one by one!

He no longer had the extra energy to pay attention to the dragon battle, because in Linton's normal consciousness, he was covered in blood, pierced like a hedgehog by countless bullets and shrapnel, and there was no chance of survival!

If you pay close attention to Linton's eyes, you will find that his eyes are filled with tears, and the tears that are about to come out occupy almost the entire socket of Linton's eyes, but Linton is still trying to prevent his tears from falling, at least before avenging his master, he will never allow these tears to tarnish his master's courage and insult his self-ashamed true feelings for Long Zhan!

Slaughter, extermination, kill all these scum in front of him, and avenge the dragon war, this is the only thing Linton wants to do in his heart at this moment, and the only thing he can do, at that moment, his heart is completely cold, like a butcher who has completely hidden his humanity, and is about to start his own slaughter!

At this moment, Linton's inner anger seemed to have finally reached its limit, and the finger that was tightly hooking the second trigger was pressed down violently, and as the gun body vibrated again, a bullet burst out of the muzzle of the gun in an instant!

"Bang ......"

This time, Linton's body was as steady as Tarzan, unaffected by the recoil of the gun, and the bullet fired in an almost absolute static state was like a wave that slashed through the sky, piercing the void and causing a roar!

"Poof......

The next moment, among the five armed transport team members, the captain standing on the outermost side only felt as if his head had been slammed by a stone, and then, in front of his eyes, the white sky was instantly dyed red with blood, like the afterglow of the setting sun!

"It's so beautiful, I want to go home!"

This sentence muttered from the mouth of the captain of the transport who was hit, and his consciousness was completely withdrawn from his body at that moment, and the whole person collapsed to the ground in an instant!

"Not good, there are snipers! Come on! Come on! ”

I don't know who shouted, the remaining four transport team members, when they saw that their captain was killed by a shot, instantly scattered, and desperately fled in four directions!

They could feel that death was following them, they ran desperately, and even threw away all the weapons and equipment on their bodies in order to speed up their speed, except for the backpack that was slowly stuffed with drugs, and their hands were still clutched, as if at this moment, the things on their backs were more important to their lives!

Now that the captain of this transport squad is dead, then these goods, without any supervision, belong to them completely!

"Bang ......"

I saw Linton pull the trigger again, and another bullet burst out again, hitting one of the four escapees without any suspense, directly piercing the back of his head, lying on the ground and dying no more!

"Help...... Help......"

Perhaps the moment these armed transporters discarded the weapons in their hands, their courage was completely lost and they began to play a weak role that belonged to their hearts!

But at this moment, in Linton's eyes, there was no weakness, let alone pity, in his eyes, in his heart, in his brain, except for the blood shadow of Long Zhan, he could no longer hold anything else!

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

Two gunshots rang out in a row, barely with the slightest interval or pause, like a bold Deadpool, bursting towards the other two transporters, like a scythe-wielding Grim Reaper, vowing to harvest these two remnants!

"Poof......

"Poof......

With the sound of two bullets piercing through the flesh, the two running guys stumbled and rolled to the ground and never got up again!

"Whoa......

When Linton pulled the bolt again, he had no more bullets in his own chamber, and this was his last magazine!

But the only guy left has already run nearly five or six hundred meters, this distance, even if it is an assault rifle, in the case of almost no external influence, the assaulter needs extremely rich experience to be able to shoot, not to mention that in Linton's hand, there is only a captured self-defense pistol!

"Click......"

I saw Linton suddenly pull out the self-defense pistol from his leggings, pull the bolt fiercely, and at that moment, he was like being possessed by an angry demon god, ready to do the final strangulation of this weak creature!

When Linton carried the self-defense pistol in his hand and rushed out towards the last transporter, as a soldier's sensitivity, he sensed that something was wrong, but the last fallen blood shadow of Long Zhan was like a perfect monument erected in his heart, inspiring Linton to sprint desperately!

"Ah......h

I only heard Linton roaring wildly, while hooking the trigger of the self-defense pistol in his hand, although he knew that the firearm in his hand could not hurt the other party at all, but in Linton's psychology, this was the drum of his battle, and it was his courage to deter the enemy!

But Linton didn't notice that this guy who was being pursued by him and constantly intimidated with gunfire was getting slower and slower, as if he was deliberately waiting for Linton's approach!

(End of chapter)

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