Simon was on his knees, lying on his stomach in the snow, staring at the Crusader patrol just outside the town from behind, the soldiers on the snowmobiles and the cavalry on the side, as if deciding whether to enter the town or not.

Due to the progress of materials science before the war, the sniper rifle can withstand the super rifle pressure brought by the secondary pressurization, and the exoskeleton assistance can also be completely immune to the serious recoil burden on the shooter, the mature customized version of the M110A4 sniper rifle is equipped with an optical sight with a maximum magnification of 45 times, and the improved lens group in it keeps the overall size of the rifle at the length of the original M110 series quasi-shooter rifle, and if necessary, change the lens performance, and the minimum magnification can be reduced to 4 times. The M110A4 inherits the tradition of precision shooters.

Simon quickly mobilized the magnifying wheel, set new shooting parameters, years of bloody combat career has long made the range calculation parameters imprinted in the bones, as one of the best snipers in the Rangers Regiment, his calculation speed is several times faster than ordinary snipers, one shot crooked or move the position, he can preemptively measure the trajectory of the enemy, and then kill with one shot!

Snowy day? Dressed in a white cloak, Simon Hayes is the White Grim Reaper in no words.

Simon clearly observed the lips of the Crusader soldiers' conversations, the enemy was already with weapons in hand, crossed the line, Simon could barely see a few bright guns in the town, and the horses immediately stood up in shock, but the horse's head was pressed down by the rider's bridle, and it took several seconds for it to reach his ears. The unintentional bullet knocked down an unlucky cavalryman, but it immediately let the Crusaders know that there was someone in the town! The two M60 general-purpose machine guns have a strong enough suppression ability at medium range, but they sweep away the few idiots who can't stand to shoot.

Damn it! Randolph had this thought in his heart at the moment, if it weren't for the fact that the first person to shoot was already dead, he would have bitten the artery first, if all his men were Simon Hayes's elite mercenaries, why would he bother to use the temporarily recruited outcasts? While cursing the group of expeditionary mercenaries in Steel City, who demanded a very high price, he ordered the outcasts: "Save bullets!" Damn it! Hit it again when you get closer! This is a rifle, not a burning stick! But the poorly disciplined outcasts reacted differently even when they were commanded, and in an instant, the Crusader patrols began to reconnoiter the town by force, and after trying to determine the numbers, decided to move on

Attack or rush back to report to the superiors.

Simon's facial muscles twitched, it was the stress response of resisting overload after he turned on AATS, the time flow rate suddenly decreased, he endured the concussion caused by the difference of one to six, calculated the amount of advance and a bunch of complicated ballistic data, Simon couldn't help but miss the benefits of having a Talos combat suit, the logic system eliminated a large amount of data screening, in the third year of the war, Simon wore a sniper exoskeleton, comfortably playing a full-power supercharged 12.7mm special special ammunition, enjoying a double allowance. If you have the chance, you must make a pair of Taros, Simon said silently.

A snowmobile driver suddenly bursts into a cloud of blood mist on his shoulder, which misses harmlessly. The snowmobile spun in a frenzied motion, and the machine gun shooter hurriedly pushed away the driver, who had not yet lost his breath, and took over the steering wheel and shouted. Simon adjusted his sniper rifle, and the second shot only splashed a puddle of snow on the side of the snowmobile's tracks.

Randolph looked at the large crater of the fist on the exterior wall of the church, and realized that Simon was supporting from a distance, and somewhat unexpectedly, the vampire shouted hoarsely, "All charge, slaughter those bitches!" ”

The red-eyed armed outcasts were eager to hear this, and roared with a bloody courage at the crusaders' machine-gun fire, as if this was the only way to show the strength and force that they admired, but this characteristic was the most disgusting point of the regular commanders, and it was undisciplined.

The patrol team was suddenly a little stunned by dozens of guns that came out, but seeing that it was a group of armed homeless, they laughed and drove at full speed to extend the distance, relying on their mobility to form a thin encirclement, encircling and suppressing the prey inside, with the strong firepower of the crusaders, it was easy to destroy dozens of wasteland homeless, of course, in the eyes of this patrol.

Randolph grabbed a jacket that was too big for him and slipped it on, dodging behind the homeless people, completely oblivious to the rapid collapse of his men. The vampire's low stature was now an advantage, and the small surface of the bullet and Randolph's unusual agility made it difficult for the bullet to reach him, and the crusaders noticed that Randolph was running out of the group, and the bullet passed by, and Randolph jumped into the air with his fangs stretched out under his hood, and stabbed into the back of the enemy's heart. "Snort", the thick cold-proof clothing was instantly pulled out of two cracks,

Floot fluttering. Randolph hugged the shooter in the back seat before he fell, twisted his hands, click! The head was eerily pointed at the cavalry behind them.

In a breath of time, Randolph killed and wounded the Crusaders, nay, two, and the driver who was stabbed by his fangs turned blue in a few seconds, vomited blood, paralyzed and shook off the car, fell to the snow and convulsed, and the injected large dose of toxin killed him in a minute. Randolph's hand-to-hand combat overtook Simon, and he really faced the Crusader cavalry, who were taller than the Crusaders, white shadows flashed and screamed, and the vampires alone killed almost half of the patrols.

The remaining cavalry finally became frightened, thinking that it was a slave hunt, but it turned out that the hunting object was them, and the cavalry on the periphery turned their horses, and even one of them rode a huge rotten wolf and fled in the direction from which they came.

"Fire!" Ramirez stood up in the snow first, and the members of the squad who followed Simon finally had a chance to shoot, especially Jonathan, the bald giant was happy to lift the heavy machine gun, and the "tom tom tom" swept away, and the hot bullet casings smashed down to the surface of his feet, Jonathan watched the crusaders with riders and horses smashed into broken corpses, put down the muzzle of the smoked gun, and hammered the tattoo chest and roared. Forget that there is a rotting wolf on the other side.

Simon simply half-knelt, according to the gun in a row to shoot the remaining three bullets in the magazine, the sniper rifle that should be filled with M118LR or higher level of special ammunition can only deign to use ordinary 7.62NATO rounds, fortunately, the M110A4 is not picky, otherwise the bullet money alone will be enough for Simon's head. Three bullets didn't stop the rotting wolf from coming at him. Simon rolled on the ground, avoiding the driver's short burst of fire, but also got out of the way.

Simon's reason for risking to participate in the battlefield was not to let the living crusaders leave, he touched the side of his leg, drew his gun and aimed roughly, he slammed the MP7, and the 40-round large-capacity magazine was splashed with water, and even the man and the wolf overturned together.

"Good knives." Simon replaced it with a new one, and the old one was inserted back into the inner triple magazine pack of the seven-piece cold protection set. Gave the rotting wolf a big python Magnum, lifted the wolf's body, leaned over the military saber worn by the rider, and it was almost useless in serious combat, the only explanation was to hunt the wasteland wanderers. Simon drew his shiny saber and met the rider's pleading gaze to slash it down.

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