Whew.

Sixteen gasped for breath and pedaled back and forth desperately on both legs, raising the speed of the mountain bike to the highest speed, speeding all the way.

The campus wall behind it had become a vista that the enemy would not be able to use even if he had a scope, because it was twelve o'clock in the evening, there was no moonlight in the sky, and the visibility was too low.

"No gunshots? Did I succeed? ”

Sixteen looked behind him and vaguely saw orcs riding bicycles at the gate of the city, those people had just ridden out, and they would definitely not be able to catch up with him who was riding with all his might.

"As long as I enter the city, as soon as I look for a family to change their faces and voices, they don't want to find me." Sixteen was very happy in his heart and felt the smell of freedom.

But he didn't rejoice for long.

Turning his head and continuing to ride forward, there was a glowing flame in the sky ahead, and the flames illuminated the rising hot air balloon.

There are people with binoculars and people with long-barreled guns in hot air balloons.

Both of them were wearing green uniforms and green military hats, and the telescope hand on the left looked around with the telescope and stared at him with a whoosh.

Sixteen was furious, and felt a strong gaze on him.

This feeling is very mysterious, and it is the intuition of powerful players who have practiced it for many years, and he trusts his instincts very much.

Someone has their eye on him, and he is a very dangerous creature that can kill him at any moment.

"Oops, I haven't ridden to the city ahead yet!" [16] Hate said, "Why is the No. 2 Middle School built so far away from the city, does the city lord have a hole in his brain!" ”

He is surrounded by open space, which used to be a lumber yard, but now the wood is lighted and stretches as far as the eye can see.

He twisted the handlebars left and right again, and let his body adjust the center of gravity with the car, so that the center of gravity of the car fluctuated left and right on the horizontal line.

Snake moves with all the firepower!

Fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and the S-shaped riding motion became more elegant.

But that didn't change his instincts of crisis, and his cold hair still blew up, feeling dangerous.

When I looked up, I saw the flickering flames.

Bang!

He heard gunshots in the air in the distance.

At this moment, his mind worked with all his might, calculating the time when the muzzle flash of the gun, and using his eyes to predict the difference between the two in a straight line, and then preliminarily guessing the enemy's bullet velocity and the point of landing based on the time he heard the gunshot.

In a split second, he used the "Brain Overclocking LV1" skill to predict where the bullet would land—his skull.

If he doesn't change for the second half of the second, enemy bullets will drill into his skull, shattering his entire brain and brainstem.

"Twist to the right!" He lowered his head slightly, suddenly changed the gear, slightly changed the front of the car to the right twist ten degrees, and doubled the force at the root of his foot.

The car advanced ten centimeters more than the intended route, and it was these ten centimeters that the bullet flew by just grazing his hair.

His life was saved, but the hairstyle on the top of his head changed to the Great Rift Valley, and the hair in the center was gone, and the hair on the sides was still there.

"What a sharpshooter!" Sixteen was deeply appalled.

The distance between him and the hot air balloon was more than 1,500 meters, and the enemy almost hit his head when his night vision was so poor!

You must know that he is now in a high-speed riding position, plus a snake walking position, it is impossible to hit him.

"The guy in the hot air balloon must be a player!" Thinking of this, Sixteen couldn't help but scold his mother, why are players outside the school so comfortable, he has already embarked on the military and political line, but he has to take the difficult start of teacher + war criminal, he is really unwilling.

……

Hot air balloon over Tomorrow City.

"Your Majesty Allen, the other party is not dead, he is still riding, the good news is that his speed has decreased a little."

Tom held up his binoculars and struggled to look at the target at 1,200 meters.

At such a distance, he didn't have the confidence to hit the other party at all, but His Majesty Allen was confident to shoot.

"His Majesty Allen's 100% headshot myth has been shattered." Tom felt pity in his heart.

In the army, many orcs say that His Majesty Allen's marksmanship is the best in the world, and it is good not to move, and if he moves, he will definitely get a 100% headshot.

Even a fierce general on the move can't stop Allen's skull-blasting technique.

But at the scene, Tom saw that Allen's first shot was empty, and there was no skull exploding in the telescope, and there was no terrible appearance of any body part being shot.

Tom swallowed the saliva from his mouth and decided to swallow what he had just seen in his stomach and not tell anyone else, lest the myth of His Majesty Allen's skull explosion come to an end.

"This guy is kind of funny." Alan stared at the fast-moving human in the scope and tugged heavily on the bolt.

The black bolt was pulled to the top, and the shell hook moved the cartridge case backwards, and the cartridge case was hit by the shell throw, and bounced outward with a whoosh, landing on the bottom of the wooden box of the hot air balloon, making a crisp clanging sound.

The bolt returns to its position, and the bullet enters the chamber of the gun, ready to fire.

Tom watched the whole process of Allen pulling the big bolt, and the whole person was wet, and he really wanted to have a big sniper himself to shoot the fugitives underneath.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Tom quickly looked at the target, and saw that the other person's bicycle was thrown on the road a few meters away, and the man also fell sideways on the concrete road, covering his left thigh with both hands, as if he had been shot.

"Lord Allen, have you been hit?"

"No, it didn't hit anyone, but I hit the gear set on the rear wheel of his bike." Alan calmly pulled the bolt to the end, and with another ding, the bullet casings landed in the wooden compartment.

[xvi] He was not hit, but the rear wheel of the bicycle suddenly scrapped, and he was thrown out of the bicycle in a high-speed riding state, and fell to the ground, and his thigh broke in severe pain

With a bang, Alan shot the opponent's thigh this time and successfully hit.

"Cut back on the fire, call it a day." Alan said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty Allen." Tom looked at Alan adoringly, his eyes full of little stars.

Your Majesty, Allen, is as handsome as ever, 100% in the middle...... Tom thought to himself.

What the? Didn't hit the first two shots, and didn't hit the head?

No, he didn't see anything, he only saw His Majesty Alan deliberately not shoot his head and leave his mouth alive.

……

Whew.

The orcs of the patrol slammed on the bikes with all their suffocating force, and finally arrived at the scene of the shooting a minute later, a mountain bike with a burst rear wheel and scattered gear parts lying on the ground.

Next to the bicycle, there was a Terran teacher who had a lot of blood on his leg and a small blood mark on the ground.

Now that the bleeding had stopped, the Terran teacher bandaged his thigh with his own clothes, and he didn't run away, because he knew that the sharpshooter's marksmanship was too accurate, and he had nowhere to hide, so he simply waited for death.

"This teacher, you have been surrounded by tomorrow's army, please raise your hands immediately, and then squat on the ground with your head in your hands after hearing our order!"

The orcs sternly raised their snipers and aimed them at his vital parts.