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The sound of gunfire on the hill was still heard, and both the attackers and defenders were caught in a dilemma. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On the one hand, the soldiers of the 8th Company occupy the advantage of the terrain, and the condescending view brings a wide field of effective fire, but they are limited to the scarcity of ammunition, which can only limit the density of fire.

On the other hand, the rebels, although they had the advantage of numbers and supplies, were hindered by the terrain and could not get a good field of sight, which greatly restricted their effective offensive intensity.

And more importantly, the mysterious sniper who has been hiding in the shadows is the biggest fear in their hearts.

AWM's gruff gunfire resounded over and over again on the battlefield, and with each shot, someone would fall completely, and as time went on, more and more rebels fell, so much so that most of the rebels chose to hide behind bunkers to avoid deadly gunfire.

The suppressed rebels can only hope for their captain, believing that Stygianfire has enough strength to deal with the sniper, and Stygian has never failed them in this regard.

Bang!

After another rapid firing, Van was hiding behind a half-man-high rock, and once again pressed a bullet into the chamber, and in his constantly divergent perceptual vision, a pulse point that was rapidly moving behind various bunkers received his attention with the greatest energy.

Since this person was able to successfully exploit every blind spot of Fan's shots, it was clear that the opponent's ability was also perception.

So the reloaded Van quickly poked his head out from behind the boulder, and there was only a short split second between the AWM aiming and the shooting, and the flying bullet hit a stone hard.

Bang! The stones, along with the snow on his surface, were shattered by a single blow.

After firing this shot, Fan did not choose to change his position, but quickly filled a bullet again, pulled the bolt and aimed to shoot, and the shot hit another boulder accurately.

And hiding behind this stone is the fire of anger burning in haste to dodge.

The duel between snipers is either a one-shot ending battle, or it is carried out in a situation of constantly alternating moving and shooting, and Fan, who shoots two shots in succession, chooses the method of fixed-point shooting, which obviously does not meet either of the above two points, so this is undoubtedly a contempt and insult to the Hellfire.

Although he was furious because of this, he still did not lose his mind, and for a good sniper, calm is the most necessary prerequisite.

Feeling that he had received contempt, the Hellfire also did not choose to move his position, this boulder was thick enough to withstand ordinary sniper shells, at this time he had already contracted his perception pulse to a point, and then firmly locked on Fan's position, so he was able to determine every movement of Fan's every movement with extremely accurate perception vision, and this is also the branch ability of the perception system - locking.

After a moment of waiting, it was finally a chance to make a move, Hellfire and Van poked their heads out from behind the stone almost at the same time, and pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and the two heavy sniper bullets flew lightning towards the opponent's position, and the outcome could be decided in this shot, but a burst of sparks suddenly appeared between the two.

The two bullets collided in mid-air in an incredible way!

This sudden scene did not affect the judgment of the two, and with the brief cover brought by the spark, both of them quickly shifted their positions.

This first-shot duel ended with the two being evenly matched.

And Fan, who shifted his position, almost didn't think about it, he quickly filled the chamber with a high-explosive shell, this is a war, not a fair duel, he naturally will not have a pure duel with his opponent, he must use all means to defeat his enemy.

So he suddenly jumped out from behind the boulder where he was hiding, and spewed out a tongue of fire in mid-air, the muzzle of the gun firmly pointed at the location where the fire was hiding.

"Boom!" The roar carried through a large area of rubble, and when the fire disappeared, the boulder the height of a young child was completely shattered.

And in the same way, the boulder where Fan was originally hiding was completely pierced through the middle by a bullet.

The actions between the two started almost at the same time, and they also chose to change positions in the process of shooting, so this round of duel between the two also did not have any substantive results.

The duel of this second shot seems to have ended in a tie again.

But in the end, the Hellfire hidden under the slope left a few drops of red blood in the corner of his eye, which was a wound cut by a broken stone, whether this was intentional or not, the Hellfire still fell slightly into the wind after all.

Hellfire narrowed his eyes, his opponent's sophistication was completely beyond his expectations, so much so that it made him feel a hint of pressure that had only existed before when he was facing those high-level reformers.

The blood from the corners of his eyes ran down his cheeks, and finally gently dripped on the white snow, and the blood stains brought a little cruel bloody feeling to the Stygian Fire, so he squinted his eyes and lightly filled the magazine with a high-explosive shell.

Suddenly, Hellfire jumped out of the slope with a vertical leap, and then quickly pulled the trigger of the weapon, and the high-explosive bomb directly blew up a piece of rubble, and a corpse fell to the ground with a blur of flesh and blood.

"No!" Mark's loud roar even drowned out the gunshots, and he immediately pulled the dead body past and then crawled tightly on the high ground.

Shout!

AWM's screams were terrifying, and a rebel hiding behind a boulder was pierced straight through!

Immediately afterward, the sound of sniper rifles became almost the only sound on the entire battlefield, and several cold corpses were created.

As the head-on battle became stalemate, more and more people began to pay attention to the special battlefield between Brahma and Stygian Fire, and they increasingly found that the factors that determined the final outcome of the entire battle seemed to be inclined to the battle between these two trump cards.

So many fighters who withdrew from the battlefield waited for the opportunity to slowly approach this special battlefield, everyone hoped that their participation could become a turning point in this battle, but the reality is often much more skinny than ideal, and the battle between these two trump cards is by no means something that ordinary reformers can participate in.

It's just a little closer to this battlefield, and these reformers who move without permission bear a fatal price.

Their participation did not provide any effective effect, other than the provision of several icy corpses.

"Get out of now! Who gave you the order to leave your place?! Fan's voice was cold and angry.

"Company commander! But......" Mark tried to explain something over the radio, but his words were interrupted by the sudden sound of gunshots, and the stone where he was hiding was shot into rubble, and if it weren't for the fact that there was a corpse lying in front of him, he would have become another corpse by now.

Mark then hurriedly retreated, no longer daring to question Van for the halfest.

"Hmph, bugs are bugs." The Hellfire behind the bunker whispered a roar, calmly tossing and reloading, and his tone was full of disdain and mockery.

But before he could finish his sentence, a soldier not far behind him who was trying to change his position was hit by a shot in the middle of the march, and the huge inertia from the sniper bullet carried the almost exploding corpse far away, spraying blood everywhere, and making it extra conspicuous on the white snow.

The rebels who still wanted to move forward stopped their steps one after another, and hid behind their respective bunkers without moving, and the bloody lesson of their companions was tantamount to giving them enough warnings.

Hellfire twitched the corner of his eye, his opponent's behavior was obviously a-for-tat confrontation with him, so he snorted lightly and immediately gave the order to his soldiers to retreat.

So these enthusiastic soldiers could only leave in humiliation, and a few corpses left behind may be the only thing they left in this battlefield.

The battle between the king and the king can only be left to the king against the king, and the jackals who rush into the battle circle without permission can only leave with scars and embarrassment.

And at this moment, these transformed soldiers felt how fragile and small they were in a real war, and how weak and humble they were compared to the two people who affected everyone's fate.

The battlefield was quickly cleared, so only the first two people remained.

Van dodged behind the boulder, quickly filled the magazine with five DA-AWMs in turn, and after a few rounds of testing, he had almost touched the opponent's ability, so he came to his own conclusion that he did not have much advantage in the mid-range battle.

For Van the advantage has always been made by himself, so he suddenly rushes out from behind the boulder and chooses to expose his body in a sniper battle, which is of course tantamount to suicide.

The muzzle of the Stygian Fire quickly lifted out of cover, but his fingers were slow to pull the trigger, because Fan, who shuttled between the boulders in an almost S-shaped path, was able to avoid his aim lock by a fraction of a second.

As Van moved rapidly, the distance between the two was drastically shortened, to the point that they were about to approach the sniper's safe distance.

Stygian squinted at Fan's actions in some puzzlement, but he didn't see any excitement or panic, and after not being able to lock on and aim at the opponent, he quickly returned to the back of the cover, and also quickly filled the magazine with four bullets, if the opponent wanted to end the battle in this way, then he would naturally accompany him to the end, and since the opponent approached him in such a stupid way, then he would definitely pay a heavy price. Because if the opponent thinks that he is fighting alone, then he is very wrong.

Thinking of this, the corners of Hellfire's mouth curled slightly.

He then leaned out of cover as well, and the heavy sniper in his hand began to roar at his moving opponent.

Bang bang!

The constant sound of sniper guns touched the hearts of everyone on the battlefield, but until this time, few people dared to poke their heads out of cover to watch the duel between these two people, no one was sure that their bullets would shoot at their heads at the next moment, and the corpses that had been lying down reminded them of this cruel fact over and over again.

Gravel and snow splattered around the two of them, and aiming was a burden for both of them at close range, as a small stagnation or delay would instantly end the-for-tat battle.

Van Teng dodged and quickly fired four shots, but none of them hit his opponent, and in close combat, the slower rate of fire of the sniper rifle exposed his fatal flaw, and at this time he had only one bullet left in the chamber.

At this time, Stygian chose to retreat to cover, and for an opponent with only one bullet left, there was no need for him to choose a head-on hard fight.

But the opponent's behavior after dodging and jumping to cover did not make Fan's muzzle have any stop, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled slightly, so he quickly toppled the bolt to unlock, and then pulled the bolt to throw the shell, and the last bullet entered the chamber steadily, his hands were slightly raised, and the sniper scope only stayed in front of him for a short time.

"Bang!"

Instant Mirror!

The bullet flew out along the barrel with a thunderous sound, and there were even air shock ripples outside the thick muzzle, and the bullet pierced into a fragile body in an unstoppable posture, and then completely exploded in her body.

But there was no damage to the bunker in front of the Hellfire, because the target of this shot was not the Hellfire at all!

"No!" The furious roar of the Stygian Fire suddenly resounded across the battlefield.

There was still an incredible shock in his eyes, and the scene in front of him completely disrupted all his plans, which also announced that all his previous arrangements were almost completely useless at this moment, and he had lost far more than that.

Hellfire's composure was finally completely dismantled at this moment, and he even forgot about the enemy he was facing, and in a panic, he ran to the corpse stained red with snow.

"Clean!" Stygian picked up the still warm corpse in pain, and quickly hid behind a boulder.

The expression on the corpse's delicate face was so calm, and the camouflage uniform that blended with the snow was stained with red blood, perhaps until the moment she was shot, she could not have predicted her end.

The Stygian Fire hugged the corpse tightly, like the last straw grasped by a drowning man.

"Ah!!h The roar of extreme pain, and the bruised neck, all testify to the pent-up pain in the heart of the Hellfire.

"I want you dead!" Shattered by hatred, the fire grabbed the corpse's sniper rifle and rushed out from behind the boulder towards a wounded beast.

And he was confronted by Fan, who was only less than 100 meters away.

"Bang!" Hellfire pulled the trigger violently, and the bullet grazed Van body, shattering a rock behind him.

The Flame didn't give Van any time to think, "Bang! He pressed the trigger again, and the sniper rifle with the brakes effectively slowed down the recoil, allowing him to quickly fire a second shot, but this time he still failed to hit his opponent, only splashing the snow in front of Van into the air.

"Run! Run! You can only run now! If you are out of bullets, you are destined to be my prey! Stygian Fire screamed angrily, the only way to vent the anger and pain in his heart.

But his opponent is like a silent lurker, and every advantage of terrain or blind spots in sight can be used perfectly.

Van refused to respond to any provocations and insults from the Hellfire, which was only a catharsis from the weak, and it seemed to him that the Hellfire had already lost, from the moment he rushed out of the bunker in a state of confusion, because from that moment on his heart was completely confused.

The distance between the two of them was soon less than fifty meters, and at this distance, Van could make out even every subtle expression on the face of the Hellfire, which was distorted by anger.

But he didn't have time to savor the emotions contained in these complex expressions, a victory, the only thing he wanted right now.

Fan threw the AWM in his hand at the opponent from afar, and the flying sniper rifle instinctively stopped firing, choosing to dodge slightly, and it was through the opponent's brief hesitation that Fan avoided the shot that the opponent was originally aiming for.

After landing on the ground, Fan rolled over the momentum, and after getting up, his right hand had already pulled the trigger of the Colt python.

"Bang Bang!" The lightning-fast three rounds were barely spaced, but even then they didn't succeed in hitting the Hellfire, who lost his mind with anger, but the instinct hidden in his body allowed him to avoid Van fire's gunfire.

After all, Stygian is an extremely good transhuman warrior in his own right, and in some ways he even surpasses Brahman.

Fan was not discouraged by the missed blow, he raised his speed again, and shot three more shots while running, and he could only choose to dodge the fire suppressed by these three shots, and he had no chance to pull the trigger in his hand at all.

The two finally leaned together at this moment.

"Roar!"

The green beam of light slashed down from Fan's hand, and slashed at the Dark Fire that had not yet mastered the balance, and at the critical moment, the Dark Fire immediately raised the sniper rifle in his hand, which was worthy of blocking the slash from the tiger lizard.

In desperation, the fire instantly activated the arm-mounted lightsaber, and the azure beam of light struck with the tiger lizard, but until this moment he still did not lose the sniper rifle in his hand, but kept trying to adjust the position of the muzzle to aim at the opponent in front of him.

"Drink!" The Hellfire struck away from Fan's sword, and quickly deceived himself, and the muzzle of the gun immediately turned to the opponent, but how could Fan let the opponent point the gun at him?

So the tiger lizard quickly retracted at an incredible speed, and stabbed the opponent's left chest again, at this critical moment, a kind of exhaustive madness suddenly appeared on the face of the dark fire, he shouted again, and the palm of his left hand directly grabbed the tip of the tiger lizard's sword, and the green lightsaber penetrated his palm without hindrance, but then it was tightly buckled in the gap between the hand bones.

The Crazy Flame tightly grabbed the tiger lizard's blade and pulled it back, and the muzzle of the gun in his right hand finally firmly pressed against Fan's body.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, it was the scorching palm from the left hand of the Hellfire, the sharp pain of the flesh and the pain of the soul, and the Hellfire finally completely ignited its own madness, "Die! I want you to die! He roared frantically, finally pulling the trigger on his right hand.

But the terrible thing is that the picture he expected did not happen, and Van was not shot through, let alone falling, but stared at him with a look like a dead man.

"How are you...?" There was a tremor of despair in the voice of the Hellfire.

Van gently pulled out the blood-red vulture lion from the armpit of the gun, and the vulture lion seemed to be full of blood and let out a hearty scream, its heat and sharpness had cut off the meridians and nerves of the entire right arm of the fire, and all this happened in the moment before the fire pulled the trigger.

"Before you plan, you first assess the risk of failure, and it seems that you don't understand this sentence." Fan's calm expression was as still as water.

"Hah!" Hellfire closed his eyes in pain, not the slightest hint of rebuttal.

"I know you're curious how I found her." Fan's tone paused slightly, and he pointed to the delicate corpse not far away, "The last thing you should do is to bring your personal feelings into the battlefield, it is your concerned eyes from time to time that betray her position and betray a teammate who has at least level four latent ability." It's also because you lost your mind and crazy feelings that made you completely lose the whole battle. I'm sorry I didn't get to see the restraint of a good sniper, and the ones I kept were all out of the way because of your madness. You have become my opponent, a key figure in a battle, and I can only say that I am disappointed. You are not qualified to replace the Angel of Death, and of course, you are not capable of doing so. ”

The vulture's blood-red glow eventually pierced deep into the throat of the Stygian Fire, and the blazing heat didn't allow a trace of blood to flow out of the wound.

The Hellfire's grey eyes were full of pain and remorse, and he kept letting out "ho-ho" **, which was also the last and only way of his life to vent his will to the world.

Van gently pushed the opponent's corpse down, the poker-like expression did not have a sense of relief for victory, I don't know why, there was always a faint sadness in his heart, he didn't know where this sadness came from, for him, feelings were always blank, he wouldn't understand, and of course he didn't want to understand.

He took one last look at his opponent, who had completely lost his breath of life, and then bent down to pick up the dropped AWM, and a bullet was loaded into it.

"Bang!" The muzzle of the gun in the air swore the final winner of the battle, and it seemed to be the last tribute of the Van to the opponent.

"Why do you want to pay tribute?" A voice in Fan's heart asked softly.

"Perhaps, it's because I don't know why." Another voice sighed lowly.

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