Chapter 155: Tracking, Driving
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In the middle of the night, there was no moon in the sky, and several figures were constantly fighting and chasing in the mountains and forests beside the suburban road. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
On one side is a whole group of professional soldiers wearing camouflage tactical uniforms, sniper rifles, assault rifles, submachine guns, pistols, bayonets, grenades and other weapons, and on the other side is a tall young man wearing a sportswear and holding a two-handed sword.
But the extremely unbalanced ratio of armaments does not make this seemingly unsuspenseful pursuit easier.
In fact, it was difficult for the professional soldier to keep up with the young man.
At this time, the young man took off his sweatshirt that had long been scraped into strips of cloth by the branches, put away the slightly cumbersome sword in his hand, and lowered his body slightly, constantly moving and jumping in the forest. While the trajectory is varied, the body is faster and more like a leopard crisscrossing the forest.
Although there are pits and rocks under his feet from time to time, which can cause him to fall at the speed of sound, his strong legs and steps are always able to smooth them out unreasonably. The black sports vest was soaked with sweat and clinging to his back. With his jumping and mana, he sketched muscle lines full of power.
Bang bang ~~~, bullets hit the branches and grass behind him, bringing the fragments of water skin and grass clippings to fly. But it couldn't be accurately hit on this person's body, and there was no blood.
Is this young man really fast? …… Neither is it. The physical agility of the level 7 barbarian is actually not much faster than that of ordinary people, at most it is only slightly faster than the armed forces that have been trained in cross-country training for a long time behind. Otherwise, he would have thrown off the tracking force behind him.
But the young man's physical strength was obviously somewhat inhuman. Although his straight-line movement speed is not too fast overall, the acceleration of his jump in a short period of time is enough to pull out a vague afterimage in the dark night.
Although the group of armed forces with night vision eyes can bite him behind him through infrared rays, how can the clarity and recognition of the infrared world be compared to the real vision. The brain processes these signals for a fraction of a second longer than the visible signal.
The so-called difference of a millimeter, a thousand miles of error, a little error in the sense of distance, for the judgment in high-speed movement, will cause serious mistakes. As a result, people in the armed forces tend to be slow to aim and shoot. And if it is slowed down for such a moment, it will cause more than nine out of ten bullets to miss. Even if a lucky ricocheting shot hits the opponent, it is difficult to really threaten this rough-skinned barbarian professional.
But these armed men did not seem to be in a hurry......
As a group of veteran special forces who often go deep into the jungle to track down bandits, they know that this kind of dangerous person is usually not simply chased and killed by them. These super-physical bandits are often like wounded beasts, and chasing them too close can lead to a terrifying death-defying counterattack. So to deal with this kind of person, you have to be more patient and strategic than the best hunters.
In fact, behind this seemingly simple tracking behavior of the armed forces, there is a unified command of the command headquarters that can view the overall situation through satellites. And the brains of the command have long been instructed to track the troops and fine-tune various tactics to block all the retreats of this barbarian youth.
How big can a forest be on the outskirts of S City? …… Through satellite positioning, we can see that the vegetation in this area is relatively lush and there are many forests, but it is not a natural primeval forest. Playing hide-and-seek in a small patch of woods with the "full-map plug-in", the people in the command actually had a good idea.
As long as he was driven out of the woods and reached the unobstructed level, no matter how strong the melee combat of this level 7 barbarian professional was, he would definitely not be able to stop the strafing of dozens of submachine guns.
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And at this very moment, the woods ahead are coming to an end.
…… The heart of the young man who ran wildly sank. Flesh and blood are flesh and blood. Even if the player has a class template bonus, if he wants to reach the level of frontal bullet resistance in the flesh, he must at least reach the warrior level or above, and he is obviously far from enough. But the young man did not despair, because she still had skills!
After finding the right time, let out a barbarian level 1 shout skill "Howl". (Effect: Fears nearby enemies and causes them to retreat)
"Roar~~!"
A layer of yellow ripples spread outward with his shout, and the soldiers who were chasing closer were immediately swept away by the ripples.
Before the soldier's consciousness could tell, what kind of damage this yellow 'supernatural power' was. The soldiers swept by the ripples staggered as if drunk.
At this time, they seemed to see the scene that they had feared most in their lives. Or the stern chief's slap in the face, or the big dog next door who was taller than himself when he was a child chased and bitten, or the angry father pointed at his nose with a kitchen knife and scolded......
A strange and invisible fear spreads in the bottom of my heart, and even a tough guy with a will like steel can hardly resist this momentary fear. The best performers are just stunned on the spot. Most of the soldiers who were affected by the "howl" threw down their guns and fled with their heads in their hands. And the soldiers who fled in a panic blocked the view of the soldiers who were not affected, so that they did not dare to continue shooting.
As soon as they delayed, the barbarian players running in front of them used their "jumping" skills to jump over the road and burrow into the woods on the opposite side and disappeared without a trace.
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"Damn it~! Again...... Do you want to chase it again tonight? ”
Bang~~! A middle-aged officer at the rank of colonel at the command headquarters had a blue face, and slammed his fist on the command table in annoyance, knocking down the ceramic teacup in front of him, and the cyan tea water flowed down and wet half of the table. Some of the documents were wet, stained with cyan tea stains. But the colonel, as the highest-ranking officer in the current command room, has no one who is ignorant and accuses him of gaffes.
"Can satellites still lock on to this man's tracks?" The colonel reluctantly pressed the technician.
"No, it's autumn now, but the foliage of the trees is still quite thick. We can't pinpoint his location. ”
"Hey~! You try to find it......" The middle-aged colonel rubbed his aching temples. Staying up late for several days in a row made his spirits start to be a little weak.
Five minutes later, the middle-aged colonel had given up on using satellites to find the target. But at this time, an operator suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face and reported to him:
"Sir, we've received a report from two snipers who were supposed to turn back: they've found their target."
"Huh~?"
The colonel frowned when he heard the words "should have returned", and then regained his composure. If he encountered such a soldier who kept giving orders, he would be severely punished at the lightest. But this time, if the other party can make up for it, he doesn't mind letting them go and giving them another reward.
Without him having to give a command, the satellite positioning technician quickly pinpointed the location of the two snipers, and the high-precision military map showed the mapped terrain around them.
"Huh~? There will be a villa here! ”
…… (To be continued.) )