Guo Zhenghao's test went smoothly, and the teachers and students who drank the purified water put in the reagent all showed symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea of varying degrees, and a total of seven teachers and students were sent to the hospital for treatment, but the situation could be controlled, and it was not a real biological virus, just a prelude.

Guo Zhenghao's experiment has achieved stage success, and the next step will be to combine with another biological virus, improve and make it truly lethal, it can survive in tap water, boiling water, has strong survivability, is infectious, and difficult to eradicate.

An Yang couldn't let him continue to do it.

He returned home and took out the equipment for the operation, because the target activity was on the campus of the Polytechnic University, An Yang changed into a shirt and jeans, very youthful sneakers, put on smart glasses, wore a baseball cap on the back, and stood in front of the mirror, he had not dressed like this for many years.

As for the sniper rifle, he specially bought a large guitar case, disassembled the gun into parts and installed it inside, and carried it behind his back when he moved. Swaggering around campus, no one will doubt him.

After dinner, Anyan set to work.

In the evening, it rained lightly and the road was wet, and An Yang, who drove a black Mercedes-Benz, came to a parking lot near the school, got out of the car and took out the guitar case, and left behind him. The school was just across the street, and he kept a steady pace to the east gate of the school.

The main entrance of Polytechnic University is to the south, and there are relatively few people at the east gate, and even if there is a camera recording, intelligence will interfere with it, making it impossible to capture the traces of An Yang. He walked smoothly into the campus and came to the teaching area with a familiar car, the time was more than nine o'clock in the evening, and there were few people nearby.

He walked towards one of the school buildings, passed by a few students who had left, the street lights were a little dim, and he did not attract the slightest attention, he walked steadily up to the sixth floor, the corridor was dark, the classroom doors were closed, but the windows could be easily opened.

Pulling open one of the windows, An Yang propped his hands and rolled in.

Across the street from the school building was a laboratory building, the fifth floor was still lit, and the target and one of his assistants were busy with the latest virus reagents. An Yang, on this side, carefully put together a few desks, which were just level with the height of the window edge, leading to the laboratory building opposite.

An Yang opened the guitar case and took out the gun parts in the dark, even if he couldn't see clearly in the night, he was very familiar with the gun he assembled and debugged himself, and he finished assembling it in three or two clicks, and after opening the bipod, he put it on the desk, and the person also lay on the table.

The moment he touched the gun, the familiar feeling returned, his eyes skillfully passed through the scope, the experimental building opposite was clearly visible, the muzzle of the gun moved down, and he saw the fifth floor where the target was, next to the open window, the target stood behind the wall that he could not see.

"The distance is 105 meters, the wind is northeast, and the wind is 5 meters per second." Intelligently display data.

Anyan fine-tuned the scope and mentally calculated the ballistic data to make sure he was in the best condition, waiting for the target to pass through the window before he delivered the fatal blow.

But the target was working and didn't move.

The night was exceptionally quiet, especially in this empty teaching building and dark classroom, he could clearly hear his breathing, heartbeat, and after the rainy night, the buzzing of mosquitoes was also very strong.

Although An Yang wore a long-sleeved shirt, his neck and face could not be taken care of, and all the mosquitoes flew towards him, but he couldn't move, as a sniper, even if he was not a professional, he had to keep an eye on the target, because the opportunity was fleeting, and he wanted to finish it quickly.

But he still overestimated himself, the part after the mosquito bite was extremely itchy, and he couldn't get rid of it after a few minutes, and he began to scratch it with his hands, and his patience and determination continued to decrease, and he cursed the mosquito mother thousands of times in his heart, and secretly urged the target to appear quickly.

Time passes little by little, and patience fades little by little.

An Yang persevered, hypnotizing himself, fantasizing the itching into comfort and the heat into coolness, which seemed to have really played a role, and he no longer felt so uncomfortable...... When he was able to get used to it, there was finally movement on the other side, and the target asked the assistant to draw the curtains.

These two guys were so busy destroying humanity that they didn't bother to draw the curtains at night.

If this enthusiasm had been applied to the right scientific research and development, China's technological level would have leaped forward long ago...... The intelligent voice sounded: "Shoot the helper who pulls the curtains and attract the target over." ”

"Understood." Anyan began to focus and felt her adrenaline rush rush.

Intelligence shows him a projection through the wall: "The timing must be right, or the target may escape." ”

When Guo Zhenghao's accomplice assistant walked to the window, An Yang had already held his breath and stabilized the sniper rifle, everything outside his body had nothing to do with him anymore, only the world divided by the cross was left in his eyes, grasp the center, and he would judge the living life.

When the target reaches out and wants to pull the curtain, the time is right.

An Yang immediately pulled the trigger, accompanied by a slight electric sound, he saw from the scope that the target's eyebrows were suddenly torn by bullets, and the huge kinetic energy lifted his entire skull, and the red and white mixed brains and people were overturned, and there was no sound after falling to the ground.

Anyang's heart was beating violently.

Although he had shot many people with guns, they were all weakened bullets, and they had never been fatal, let alone bloody with brains and blood splashes like now.

"The target is coming!"

Guo Zhenghao, who heard the sound of falling to the ground, shouted twice and didn't see the assistant react, so he walked over, and when he went around the wall, An Yang, whose heart was beating fast, immediately shot, only to see that the target's arm was hit, and the bullet overturned with the whole person, and the broken arm flew out!

The smart reminder: "The target is not dead!" ”

An Yang fired earlier, he should have hit the opponent in the chest, but after the target came out, he hurriedly pulled the trigger, fortunately there was still a chance to remedy, he fired another shot at the fallen person, this time hitting the target's body, paralyzing his mobility.

"Go on!"

Reflexively, Anyan fired a third shot at the target, and the target's body moved like a sandbag, under the action of the bullet, and then completely became dead...... The intelligent voice reminded An Yang, who was wide-eyed and a little blank-minded: "The mission is successful, evacuate quickly!" ”

Beads of sweat oozed from An Yang's forehead, I don't know if it was heat or nervousness, he tried to stop thinking about the bloody scene of his head bursting and his brain flying just now; He comforted himself with the words he had prepared, telling himself in his heart that they deserved it.

"Managers!"

"Understood."

An Yang immediately disassembled the sniper rifle, and in the process his hands were a little shaky, and he could no longer keep the front carefully. He hurriedly threw in the guitar case, zipped it up, immediately put it on his back, climbed through the window and left the classroom, walked briskly through the hallway, and walked down the stairs in three and two steps out of the school building.

As if relieved that something was finally there, An Yang didn't dare to look back anymore and fled the school quickly. He returned to the crowded street, wiped the sweat from his collar, found the parking lot, threw the guitar case in the back seat, and yelled when he closed the door.

"Administrator, your heart is beating very fast." Intelligence says.

"Right? I did it? An Yang gasped.

"You've made it!" Intelligence didn't describe it too much, but he was like a seasoned sniper when he fired just now, and all that was left in his eyes was the mission.

"They deserve it." Anyan adjusts his breathing.

"Of course, they want to make tens of millions of people in Linhai City suffer the destruction of the virus, and you stopped them in time, very beautiful!"

"But his assistant wasn't—"

"It was because of the help of his assistant that all this was accelerated, and in a sense, he had also been brainwashed into becoming an accomplice to the infected."

"I'm right......" Anyan told himself as he started the car, sped away from here, and disappeared into the night.

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PS: Recommended ticket.