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"Boss, why wait for them to get close? Just shoot them out. Zhang Zifeng asked puzzled.

"Remember, second, we can't kill people just to get out of here. If it's just to leave, then what are these soldiers doing here? Trial, is to squeeze their own potential of the trial, this is the meaning of the existence of the Jedi, we don't think of ourselves as escapees, don't just think about escaping, this is also our trial ground, we also need this kind of grinding. Don't always think about relying on weapons, you are the key. Otherwise, a few of those advanced weapons won't sweep the entire Jedi? ”

"Oh, I see." Zhang Zifeng put away the gun as he spoke.

Ling Blade was stunned for a moment and said: "I only said melee combat, but I didn't let you throw away your gun and go to hand-to-hand combat with others, but just let you shoot quickly within the nearest distance and end the battle as soon as possible." ”

"Oooh."

"You pay attention to my movements, and I will solve this team by myself." Ling Blade said in a deep voice.

Outside, there was the rustle of footsteps grinding against the grass. A group of four slowly touched it.

Ling Blade stuck his field of vision, and the M416 in his hand suddenly shot sharply, and immediately retracted after a second, never hitting more. I saw him quickly shift and change positions, and his body rushed to an adjacent window outside, stuck the perspective, probed again, and shot again in a second.

He didn't look at the results, he quickly reflexively ran and jumped out of the opposite window.

Take an arc route, a roundabout reversal, go around behind the enemy, quickly find a bunker tree, people squat down against the tree, and then probe for a second to hit sharply.

His body flashed to the side, and he began to jump and run, and just as his body was volleying into the air, he fired a rapid shot of the gun in his hand, circled the enemy, and returned to the house again, short in stature, crouching against the corner of the wall.

The short man ran behind the room, flashed to another corner, and sprang out quickly, and began to shoot at the enemy he had just knocked down, killing two people in a second.

When he finished refilling, he flashed through the window again.

Rely on the window to continue to jam the viewing angle, find a good position for the gun, probe again, the field of vision is not good, quickly shake the body, run to another window, probe observation, and quickly shoot.

The last of the foursome fell to the ground, Ling Blade put away his gun, took out the pan, and jumped out of the window with a short body,

Looking at the injured two people on the ground, he picked up the pan and shot at the two of them. After the three or five pots passed, the team of four was completely wiped out. There is no sense of disobedience in the whole process, like a peer in one go.

Ling Blade put away the pot, clapped his hands, pushed the door and walked in.

"It's as simple as that, although the suppression of everything here is very strong, but it relies on the instinctive reaction formed by previous exercises. It's still a perfect solution, and that's what makes this reaction a habit. Ling Blade smiled.

Zhang Zifeng thought for a while and said: "Our previous tactics are still effective. ”

"That's right, these essentials are nothing more than lightning strikes, no matter whether they are in the middle or not, they will never be greedy, quickly shift, detour and copy, so that the enemy can not figure out their position, and give them a devastating blow, one of the key points is that after starting to defeat the enemy, don't rush to replenish the gun, let his teammates go to the rescue, and we will continue to fight against those who still have combat power."

"What if the whole set is done and the enemy has not yet been defeated?" Zhang Zifeng asked.

"Simple, continue to card the perspective, continue to play repeatedly."

"And what if the enemy has already touched it?"

"When outnumbered, the snakeskin moves and quickly evacuates, finds a favorable defense area again, and continues to fight, but it is really impossible to escape, and it is best not to move the snakeskin during the escape process, because experienced shooters will predict the position."

"How should I run?"

"Irregular, disorderly run."

Zhang Zifeng pondered for a while and nodded, agreeing.

"Boss, did you have any special purpose in using a pan to shoot at the end?"

"Absolutely."

"What's so special about that?"

"Special intentions? That's just me skinning it. ”

Ling Blade said as he punched Zhang Zifeng and said, "The next wave should be coming soon, and I'll hand it over to you." ”

In the dark night, the sound of footsteps came quickly from far and near.

Zhang Zifeng tried to relax his body as much as possible, so that the joints of his body began to coordinate.

Ling Blade looked very relaxed, he found a corner of the wall with a dead eye, sat down, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Zhang Zifeng, who was originally very calm, could no longer be calm when he saw this situation.

"What if one of my own misses, the boss doesn't have time to rescue? Besides, those who can enter this place to participate in the trial are all selected by thousands of local soldiers, and none of them are easy to match, and they are proud soldiers with a heart of death. The more Zhang Zifeng thought about it, the more irritable he became.

As the footsteps approached, sweat gradually broke out on Zhang Zifeng's forehead.

"Wait a minute, there's been a battle ahead, and there are bullet marks here." Zhang Zifeng, who was thinking wildly, suddenly heard such a low cheer outside.

"In this case, for the sake of safety, let's go around, just airborne, the other party has already been equipped, we are bare-handed, we can't go up and knock hard, and risk ourselves." A voice suggested.

"That's the truth, let's withdraw."

Then there was the sound of footsteps retreating from outside.

When Zhang Zifeng heard this, he couldn't help but feel relieved, since the opponent was bare-handed, then he had a gun in his hand, what else was there to be afraid of?

I saw him jump out of the window without thinking, and he was ready to chase after him with his gun.

There was a slight sound of a trigger striker.

Zhang Zifeng was shocked, lowered his head, made a carp fly upside down, dodged and turned back to the window, rolled his body, and changed positions.

Bursts of gunfire rang out, especially loud in the silence of the night.

Bullets fired from the window hit the opposite wall, sending a puff of smoke and dust.

"I'll go, I dare to yin Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants your life." Zhang Zifeng roared angrily, put away his gun at the same time, took out a grenade from his bag without looking at it, and threw it out of the window with a shake of his hand.

He himself reflexively jumped out of another window. A short man, hunched over, quickly walked around a red house on the left and felt behind the enemy.

Hurried footsteps sounded in a chaotic manner.

Zhang Zifeng, who thought he had gone around the rear of the enemy, suddenly found that he was surrounded by footsteps in all directions, and he was still moving quickly.

He never expected that he was just careless and fell into the encirclement of the enemy.