Masahiro Matsushita held his breath and stared closely at the movement on the other side. Whenever there is a right opportunity, he will shoot before Mason, and he will not ask what the other person is doing or where he is going.

The moment Mason was discovered, Masahiro Matsushita was already murderous. This is also the mentality that Xia Chenghao can't reach at present, if he is also the one who sees it, he will die, then the Long Island people in front of him have been killed a few minutes ago.

Merlin had found a favorable defensive position, but it was not the best cover, it was just a large rock, and after dodging, he could not raise his body, and if he moved, he would be attacked by the opponent immediately.

If the opponent is really murderous, then there is no way out for him lying here, and the opponent will use roundabout tactics until the end of the mission. After nearly two years of various training, the people who can appear here are not mediocre.

Until now, Mason didn't figure out who the other party was, because Masahiro Matsushita had already laid an ambush when he came.

Xia Chenghao lay on the tree, sweating for Mason, but for some reason in this triangular state, he involuntarily threw his good feelings at Mason, who was likely to become the strongest opponent.

He suddenly thought of another question, the last time he was lying on his stomach like this, Uncle Ni threw a grenade over, if he hadn't run fast, he wouldn't have been blown up. And at the current distance, Masahiro Matsushita is fully capable of delivering the grenade to Mason's location.

If that's the case, the problem is serious.

No matter what means are used to enter this forest, no one will ask for it, and there is only one requirement from the survival mentor, and that is to get out alive and bring back a topographic map of the nearest area.

But if there are three people at the moment, and only one person can go out in the end, it means that two people are going to die. Who will it be? Masahiro Matsushita? Mason? Or Xia Chenghao lying on the tree?

The other two are confronting each other intently, and only Xia Chenghao has become an outsider at present. In fact, if he shoots now, Mason has almost no hope of survival, because Mason's entire body is exposed to the center of Xia Chenghao's scope.

Shoot Mason first, and then Masahiro Matsushita will definitely come out to find out, and that is a good opportunity to start. Even if he doesn't come out, with Xia Chenghao's advantageous position, the other party will eventually die under the gun.

The last person to go out was none other than Xia Chenghao.

Masahiro Matsushita, who was behind the tree, had already lifted the barrel and was using the same M3000, and it seemed that all the children had such a standard configuration except for the two that they had picked in the arsenal.

The Long Island man was obviously very confident, so he would stick out the barrel of the gun without additional cover, of course, it is possible that he did not expect to use a grenade at all, and his mentor was not Uncle Nun, so the method was a little different.

"Bang-"

Masahiro Matsushita fired the first shot, and the bullet hit the stone above Mason's head, sending out golden sparks that disappeared in a tenth of a second. Fortunately, he shrank his head fast enough, otherwise his scalp would have been cut into a blood groove.

"Bang-"

It was the second shot, and there was less than three seconds between the same shot. The reason why Masahiro Matsushita fired so intensively seemed to have thought of an extremely risky method. That is, to keep Mason suppressed at this speed, and then gradually switch cover until he is closest, and then use a killing move.

Sure enough, as Xia Chenghao expected, after Masahiro Matsushita fired the second shot, he quickly moved diagonally forward, and he had already reached the back of the next tree in three seconds. It turned out that he had not moved, he had drawn an attack route map in his mind, and now he was gradually realizing his plan to achieve the goal of killing his opponent.

After the third shot, Merlin raised his hand and fired back.

But he used a pistol, and he only judged the general direction based on the sound and could not aim, so the suppressive effect on Masahiro Matsushita was very limited, and it could even be said that it did not play any role.

Every time Masahiro Matsushita fires a shot, he can move about a few meters forward. And this super speed of shooting definitely proves one thing, that is, before other children have fired a shot, he is already familiar with the various features of the M3000.

The distance between him and Mason was finally reduced to five meters, and Mason could still only roughly judge where his opponent was by the direction of the bullet.

The cunning Masahiro Matsushita deliberately deviated the impact point from the normal sniper position, creating an illusion for Mason, and the error in the judgment of the bearing was at least as large as a ten-degree angle, and it was basically futile to return fire with such a counterattack.

Masahiro Matsushita fired another shot, perhaps the last bullet, and there was no sound after that.

Mason finally found a chance to raise his head, and Xia Chenghao could see clearly that Mason was gently moving towards the stone upwards.

"Don't wow! Don't ......"

This is Xia Chenghao's inner voice, and Mason can't hear it at all. So he was still continuing his movements, and his scalp was already showing the highest point of the stone.

Seeing clearly, seeing clearly, Merlin's vision grew from small to large, followed by the woods at an angle of about forty-five degrees. Nothing, but he knew that someone was behind a certain tree.

The pistol was constantly pointed at the trunk of the tree that he thought was possible, and as soon as the opponent showed his head, he would burst under the gun.

"Go back, go back!"

Xia Chenghao didn't dare to scream, according to his preliminary understanding of the M3000 and the calculation of the number of shots fired by Masahiro Matsushita before, there was still a bullet in that gun, and the last one.

So Masahiro Matsushita was waiting for that opportunity, just to ask Mason to pop up a little more.

In the midst of this flash of thought, the last gunshot rang out. Mason's eardrums were nearly torn apart, and Venus followed, and the sharp sound of metal hitting stone was amplified a thousand times more from his brain.

But his consciousness was relatively clear, it was injured, and it hurt somewhere in the head.

Masahiro Matsushita really has one last shot, and if God gives him a little room to move, then pulling the trigger after aiming and everything ends here.

Merlin fell heavily behind the stone, threw his pistol to the other side of the stone, and shook his head desperately with his hands over his ears, trying to get rid of the maddening sound.

Behind the tree, Masahiro Matsushita had already pulled the safety bolt of the grenade, and this time he could stand up and walk to the edge of the stone, gently throw the grenade behind the stone and lie down.

He calmly walked out of the tree where he was hiding, and a string of creepy laughter came out of the sky. If you are an adult, the thick voice may sound acceptable, but the laughter of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child is more like the dubbing of a horror movie.

"Mason, it's me!" Masahiro Matsushita smiled treacherously and walked towards the stone step by step.

Because he saw the pistol on the other side, and the sniper rifle lying on the ground, the point was that he saw Mason holding a split head in both hands, and there was no weapon other than that.

Mason struggled to open his blurry eyes, and Masahiro Matsushita's smug smile appeared outside the stone, holding the grenade that was about to be dropped to remove the insurance.