The Type 88 sniper rifle was Zabha's weapon, and he was very uncomfortable with it.

This gun is relatively inaccurate in medium and long-range combat, and when he shot the mutant dog last night, he almost hit Lang Aiping next to him. Just now, at a distance of no more than 100 meters, he aimed at the face of the bandit on the left, but it was the bandit's Tianling cover on the right that flew away, and what was even more exaggerated was that the scope was actually loose at the end of the shot.

Speaking of which, he admires Zabuha, it is really not easy to shoot Sun Yao's head with such a gun at a distance of 200 meters.

He didn't have time for maintenance work now, and he didn't want to use it against enemy snipers, he wanted something that could kill him with a single shot.

It is clear that the newly unlocked Boson FN50 sniper rifle is the best option at the moment.

This gun is a very simple sniper rifle, which is quite different from the C-20A in appearance, and has a strong retro feeling.

Using a butterfly knife to dig a lookout hole in the wind-damaged wall ahead, he gently poked the barrel of the Boeson FN50 sniper rifle out and turned to the second-tallest building opposite.

When Fang Cai left the third floor of the elementary school, he glanced back, it was not a knee-jerk move. Through the holes left in the wall, you can determine the location of the enemy and the power of the weapon used.

While the smoking bandit has not yet determined his status, he must eliminate the enemy's sniper as soon as possible so that the opponent does not leave his original position.

The tallest building in the village was the iron tower used to install the loudspeakers, but instead of choosing the highest building, the enemy snipers hid in the barn next to the tower.

Beneath the cone roof of the barn is an attic-like structure, with small windows lining the circular walls, providing shelter and large enough to take in the view of the entire village.

Tang Yan fine-tuned the angle of the gun and used the optical sight to magnify the image, and saw the side face of a person on the side of the window facing the direction of the elementary school, because the lighting relationship could only capture the general outline, but it could be determined that the target enemy was in that position.

Aiming at the enemy on the barn from the position on the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, the shooting angle was not very good.

But that doesn't matter.

Tang Yan squinted slightly, and his index finger buckled hard.

With a bang, tongues of fire erupted from the muzzle, and the shock wave and concussion enlarged the observation opening of the butterfly knife, and dust fell in a pour, obscuring the sight of the sight.

He didn't fire a second shot, nor did he wait for the dust to clear to determine the target, because it wasn't necessary, because this gun was the gun used by professional snipers in the StarCraft world to explode the enemy's brains behind the power armor.

ACCORDING TO THE PARAMETERS PROVIDED BY THE SYSTEM, IT HAS A BULLET LOAD OF ONLY 4 ROUNDS, A BULLET CALIBER OF 12.7MM, AND A RELOAD RATE OF ABOUT 3 SECONDS.

IN TERMS OF TANG YAN'S FEELINGS AS AN ACTUAL USER, WHAT IS THE 12.7MM CALIBER OF THIS GUN, FROM THE RECOIL TO THE DEGREE OF MUZZLE FLAME, IT GIVES HIM A FEELING OF A LARGER CALIBER FIREARM, AND THE WHOLE SHOULDER IS STILL NUMB.

He didn't hesitate, didn't stop, picked up the Type 88 sniper rifle thrown next to him and put it in the back window, revealing a piece of barrel, then jumped directly from the floor collapse to the first floor, gently pushed open the front door, and walked out into the street.

The leader in body armor and the other two were nowhere to be seen, and there were only two dead people and a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands.

He glanced in the direction of the barn.

The outer wall of the barn attic collapsed a section, and behind it was a striking red.

The enemy snipers died, and died completely.

Using the abandoned vehicles on the side of the street to cover his body, he walked back to the left of the elementary school from the front street, tilted his head and ears, and made sure that there was a slight footstep at the end of the alley, and then tiptoed in with the miniature submachine gun in his hand, clinging to the wall.

From the time he left the third floor of the primary school to the time he entered the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, it was very tedious to say, but it was actually only a minute or two. When he returned to the alley on the left side of the front door of the primary school, he used the obstacles to cover the bandits who had outflanked the past only to find that the target had left, and then there was gunfire from the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative.

When he was about to reach the end of the alley, he took a deep breath and was about to sneak attack the enemy who was attracted by the Type 88 sniper rifle placed in the back window of the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, when an unexpected situation occurred.

The smoking bandit who was supposed to be the first to notice him leaving the elementary school suddenly came out from behind the collapsed wall and bumped into him face to face, face to face.

Half of the cigarette that had been extinguished by blood was still in the man's mouth, and he didn't know whether he was reluctant to spit it out, or if he forgot that there was such a thing, but both sides were stunned.

The blankness in his eyes only existed for a short time, and almost at the same time, the smoking bandit raised the body of the gun, and Tang Yan flicked his left hand, and the butterfly knife turned into a silver line, and it was inserted into the neck of the smoking bandit very accurately at the moment when the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the body.

Blood spilled from the wound, and extinguished smoke swirled and fell.

At the same moment when the smoking bandit dumped to the right, Tang Yan decisively rushed out of the alley, and the miniature submachine gun in his hand shot a dense rain of bullets as his body leaned towards the grass.

The two bandits in front saw the barrel of the gun sticking out of the back window on the second floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, and mistakenly thought that Tang Yan was hiding inside and waiting for them to enter the field of vision, so they walked very slowly, clinging to the wall below, intending to kill the enemy by surprise.

How did they know that the Type 88 sniper rifle was just a prop used by Tang Yan to attract their attention, and when the people walking behind heard the strange noise near the elementary school and looked back, the situation was irreparable.

Bullets from miniature submachine guns hit them, opening one bullet hole after another.

The bodies of the two men continued to tremble, slowly settling to the ground, blood gushing out of the bullet holes and dripping under their feet.

"One, two, three, four, five...... And one more. Tang Yan thought silently in his heart: "There should be only the bandit leader in body armor left." ”

As the 12-point reward was ringing in his head, he heard the sound of the locomotive engine starting.

Without hesitation, he scrambled up from the ground and rushed out of the alley as fast as he could, towards the tower in the center of the village where the loudspeakers were placed.

Compared with the barn next to it, which had been reinforced by the villagers, the iron tower used for radio propaganda in the old era was rusty and extremely unstable, and the rows of loudspeakers on it were basically gone, leaving only a scarred iron plate, I don't know if it can support people's bodies.

Tang Yan did not climb to the highest point, but stopped halfway through, grasping the ladder without a guardrail with one arm, and placing the Bosen FN50 sniper rifle on the iron frame in front of him with the other, aiming at the road at the end of the village.

Although the roadbed is broken, there are raised or sunken slabs everywhere, and various dilapidated vehicles are parked on both sides, but it is still passable for modified off-road vehicles.

The leader in body armor drives a modified civilian pickup truck with off-road tires, chassis armor, and metal bumpers. Not only that, but there is also a layer of stainless steel on both sides of the body to protect against stray bullets.

By the time the Bosen FN50 sniper rifle was placed on the middle shelf of the tower, the pickup truck had already turned around and was heading off into the distance.

From the roar of the engine, it is not difficult to hear the driver's mood of rushing away.

As the commander of this squad, he fled resolutely and decisively.

He could see that the man who ambushed them was neither a village resident nor an ordinary bandit, but a special soldier in the army of the old days.

The pickup truck drove past the collapsed houses at the end of the village and was about to turn right onto the road leading to the mountains.

At that moment, there was a bang, and a gun rang out.

The whirling bullet tore directly through the steel plate in the back of the pickup truck, blasting a shocking hole.

...... Rumble!

After driving a few more meters, the front of the car turned sharply to the right, and the abandoned vehicle next to it fell to the ground.

At the same time that the pickup truck lost control, Tang Yan also fell off the tower.

The recoil of the Bosen FN50 sniper rifle was too strong, and the shelf of the tower, which had been exposed to the sun and wind for a long time, could not withstand it at all, and it broke open directly, throwing him to the rear.

Fortunately, the road behind it is not a hard state, it is a private house that looks quite complete.

His back landed on the roof of the building, crushing the ridge and falling into the second-floor room with many scattered tiles.

There was a clatter, then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Boom!

He felt that the bones in his back were about to fall apart, and he grinned in pain, and it took a long time for him to breathe a sigh of relief and move his body.

It's crazy to think about what he did just now, you must know that the injury on the back of his head has not healed, fortunately he didn't hit his head this time, otherwise he wouldn't know how he died.

Feeling his body's strength regained, he tried to get off the slightly elastic thing, but as soon as he turned his head, he was startled by the sight.

Where he landed was a bed, and between the bed and his body lay a dried corpse.

I don't know why, the residents here didn't help the villagers collect the corpses, and they were cold-blooded enough.

Tang Yan sat up from the bed, rested against the dried corpse for a while, he kicked open the half-wooden door, walked down the second floor, climbed over the wall to the street, and walked to the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground.

The bodies of Fan Yong and Lang Aiping were not far away, and the Type 81 rifle and Ruger pistol were tightly held in their hands.

"Lift up your heads, they're dead."

Hearing him say this, the middle-aged man who was tied hand and foot trembled and raised his head and looked at the person who was talking in front of him.

Tang Yan walked over to untie the rope and said tentatively, "Are you a resident of this village?" ”

The man nodded, and said in a voice that could not hide his fear, "Yes...... Be...... I am. ”

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just want to know who those kidnappers are and what they are here to do."

Judging from the corpses in the pond behind, the village in front of them had been looted last night, and they must have returned here with their captives for some purpose.

"Yes...... It's like this......"

The man said the matter in a stumbling voice, although it was not very detailed, but Tang Yan generally understood.

Things about this village are a little more complicated than he imagined.