This discovery made the two of them ashamed and angry, and for a while they only felt murderous and ambushed on all sides.

Tyson said in a deep voice: "Go!" ”

But he didn't even plan to clean up the corpse of his companion, so he immediately turned around and fled. Of course, it's completely understandable that you're teammates when you're alive, and you don't mind helping out when you can, and when you're dead, it's a pile of rotten meat and cow dung, and you'll take a look at the shit more?

After all, Lin Xiao was a person who had sniped the Demon Team's plan, and his strength was beyond doubt. And now that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, I don't know how many enemies are lurking in the shadows, how many traps are arranged, and it is very unwise to continue to chase and kill. What's more important is not to fall into the enemy's trap again, so Tyson and Robinson wisely chose to leave.

It sounds good to say that it is called "retaining the strategic retreat of living forces", and it is difficult to say that it is "the wind is roaring, and the bird with the bow is frightened"~~

But they wanted to leave, but some didn't agree.

"Oh, I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from now on, leave to buy road wealth!"

Lin Xiao turned from behind the shadow of a big tree, raised his hand and released a fireball, the basketball-sized fireball dragged the black flame tail, whistling out, aiming at the position in front of the two demon detachments, exploding the dirt and splashing, comparable to the explosion of a howitzer successfully delaying the escape of the two.

The shape shì reversed, and Lin Xiao, who was originally chased like a lost dog, began to fight in an instant.

The big man Tyson and the black mage Robinson had gloomy faces, but they had no intention of turning back and fighting back, and Lin Xiao was obviously fearless, the ring came with its own skill to activate, and a fear demon head condensed by black mist flew out of the air and quickly pounced on the big man Tyson, making the target fall into a state of fear that could not act as expected.

Immediately afterward, another sharp explosion sounded, accompanied by a faint blue flame that suddenly lit up in the distance, and a needle-shaped projectile that crushed with unparalleled power in a spiral that tore through the air at a rapid speed of nearly two kilometers per second.

"It's the sniper hiding in the shadows! Damn it! Robinson scolded in his heart, but he was not slow to brush out a purification technique for the frightened Tyson, so that with Tyson's flesh/voxel, if he reacted, he would naturally not be shot like that waste newcomer, right?

Thinking like this, I was slightly relieved in my heart, but then Robinson felt a terrifying murderous aura that made people creepy and frightened! The premonition of death, as if he was about to be torn to pieces by monsters in the next moment, made him tremble from the soles of his feet to his head, and his head exploded.

(Damn!) Why am I targeted?! ）

Lock, anticipate, aim, shoot.

And then...... It's the sparkle in the sniper scope that is outlined with blood and brains.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Francis knew he had set another record for kills.

As an Irishman with a fine aristocratic ancestry, he listened to his mother's bedtime stories from the moment he could remember, the legend of the Knights of the King Arthurian Round Table, the legend of the Knights of Fiona, and the legend of Robin Hood...... The young mind admires the hero, and he dreams of becoming that kind of being a saver in order to protect the weak.

And he did, and with honors he was admitted to the military academy, where he became a member of the British anti-terrorism special forces, fighting against terrorists who threatened world peace and bullied the weak.

Thanks to his talent and hard work, Francis gradually became a very good sniper, and even received the rank of major for his excellent meritorious service - which almost fulfilled his dream, although this dream has gradually deteriorated in constant combat.

Terrorists do not put their names on their heads to indicate that they are terrorists, even if they rush into the crowd with bombs to blow themselves up, and the anti-terrorist forces are always "late", always arriving when the terrorists' plot is about halfway through, and whenever he sees the innocent people killed because of the demonstrations and the Arabs who are so crazy that they risk their lives, Francis will eventually end their lives one by one with angry bullets.

He has always believed that the world is fair, and there is a price to pay for doing wrong, and he has always followed and firmly believed.

But in fact, it will only be minions who will die, and the real leaders will hardly appear, or they themselves have some kind of shady deal with the government...... After all, if there are no criminals. Then the messenger of justice is about to be laid off, right?

Politics is nothing but a black-box operation of those in power. I vaguely guessed this, but I subconsciously chose to ignore it because, the world shouldn't be so dark.

But during an anti-terrorist operation, Francis was confronted with a situation that made him completely unable to face himself......

Because of the belief in protecting the weak that he cultivated since childhood, he could not attack women and children, and he had never encountered this type of terrorist in the city's counter-terrorism operations, but when he took his team to Somalia in East Africa on a covert mission, he was faced with a difficult choice to make.

Not far from the mission, they stumble upon a woman with two small children, whose seemingly casual walk will inevitably attract the attention of the heavily armed soldiers.

This is a very bad situation, and if the covert operation is discovered, the consequences will be dire. The team members are built to deal with them in order to prevent future troubles, otherwise in this enemy base camp, one wrong step will fall into the abyss of eternal doom - as the captain, Francis hesitated at this moment, and as a sniper, he finally made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

"Don't kill them. It's good that they don't make a sound. ”

The team did so, but it was much more difficult to keep alive than a direct kill, especially if there were three full targets.

The woman and a child were knocked out from behind as expected, but the remaining little girl let out a scream that was loud enough to be heard within hundreds of meters!

The shouts lived up to expectations and attracted the attention of the enemy, followed by massacre.

The group that was awakened by the screams moved much faster than expected, and the sentry machine gunners that had been cleared before were quickly replaced, and the searchlights that came in an instant made the anti-terrorist team have nothing to hide, and the entire team that had no time to retreat was immediately caught in a barrage of machine-gun fire...... For the anti-terrorist members who sneak attack, the enemy has no intention of leaving alive at all.

In just a few minutes, Francis's special operations squad was wiped out. Only he, a sniper and an auxiliary observer, survived.

And the reason for the occurrence of this qiē is that Francis is a trace of kindness, he broke down at this moment, and self-blame and despair instantly defeated this man who had never failed.

The world is fair, and there is a price to pay for doing wrong. Is this the price of mercy?

The mission failed, the team was wiped out, and he had no face to go back to stay in the land that had caused him to suffer this upheaval. and fell into the mixed places of bars and song halls, and then unknowingly joined a mercenary group, and experienced and witnessed killing and being killed over and over again for the diamonds and gold that did not belong to him.

Caught in a huge conflict, he needs morphine and other sedatives to fall asleep every night, otherwise his brain will fall into an uncontrollable dead loop, and the broken Francis embarks on a road of no return. Francis, who was once a messenger of justice, has become the scum he hunted down and hunted in the past, the elderly, children, women, he can pull the trigger in the scope without changing his face, and he also laughs and participates in the torture and abuse of the captives and women he captures who cannot be exchanged for benefits......

This lasted for an unknown amount of time, and when Francis suddenly woke up one morning, he looked back to find that he was hopeless.

His dreams have long been abandoned, and his hands are stained with sin, so why does he still live in the world? People who have no faith and no goals are no different from the walking dead. It's better to go back

When you're brave enough to face the past, all you need is a bullet.

"It should be fair to end yourself with hands stained with blood and sin, right? If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price," Francis calmly committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

I thought it would be an eternal sleep, but unexpectedly, I opened my eyes again and came to the gold rush of the Red Dead Redemption Age, which is a new world, a city with infinite possibilities, on the edge of life and death, Francis suddenly realizes that the trouble that bothered him before is no longer trouble.

But after all, people are social creatures, and the Lone Ranger always has to have a time to exchange information with other people. In the adventures of the world of the 'Terminator', you are helped by others. This favor must be repaid, so that it can live up to its heart!

No matter who the enemy is, with this Gauss sniper rifle with infinite bullets in his arms, Francis is fearless and fearless.

His bullets will kill the enemy the moment they have just shown their heads and even reacted.

All the past flashed through his mind, and Francis's hands were as calm as ever.

Francis, who judged that it was the target in an instant, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the target was the black-robed magician next to him with a frightened face.