Colt python.

With its trusty precision and power, its ornate and classic design has made it still popular with the people after centuries. It's a weapon that even gang leaders want to carry with them.

Haidai looked at the surface of the brushed gun, which really left a lot of scratches over the years, and this gun has really experienced a lot of things from the 20th century to the present.

Blowing his bangs, and then pressing down the brim of his cowboy hat as if he was afraid of being recognized. His brow furrowed, and he had an unlit cigar in his mouth.

Click-

Throwing out the bomb bay, it seemed to be a final inspection, but fortunately, the six bullets in the gun were not bad.

Behind the car, there was an extremely small sound, which appeared rather faint in the sound of gunfire.

"istime" Haidai closed his eyes slightly, and spun the revolver in a random circle.

Rumble!

The Matador's cargo hatch finally failed to withstand the directional blasting of the Evil Water Gang, and Haidai had already been invaded behind him, and the 6-inch special steel plate was blown to pieces.

"This is it! Take the stuff away! ”

Five masked or strangely hairstyled thugs rushed into the car in an instant, and they didn't look at Haidai, but carefully and quickly carried the Ferrari engine on the car.

"Whew!"

Take a hard puff of an unlit cigar!

Whoosh –

Turn around quickly! Tumbling into the driver's seat like a goshawk! The sharp eyes quickly identified his enemy, his left hand rested on the hammer of the revolver, and the right hand firmly pulled the trigger!

Bang bang!

Five gunshots rang out, followed by the sound of scurling to the ground.

Green smoke came from the muzzle of Colt's gun. It was an accurate five-shot, gun-to-head shot.

The current Haidai is really like a western cowboy in an old-fashioned movie, easily controlling this powerful killing weapon.

"Tsk! It is still not very suitable for the modified single-acting parts. The shock hurt my hands. ”

Spit eyes looked at the five guys who fell to the ground like dead fish, grumbled disdainfully, and then turned his attention to his own gun again.

Jingling!

Flick the revolver to throw away the six bullets in the bay and reload.

Click!

Reloading is complete.

"It's back to fighting!"

As if enjoying the battle, Haidai slowly stepped out of the car, ready to receive the suppressed redemption.

"This guy probably can't even get out of the car"

However, the situation was not as grim as Haidai himself thought, and Salvation had already left the car, and looking at the surroundings, it seemed that there was also a bloody battle.

"What, it's all taken care of."

Only then did Haidai observe the terrible situation around the transport truck, which was littered with dismantled offal and pieces of meat. In the pile of corpses, small, eerie-looking mines roamed around the car as if they were cleaning themselves, and they turned on chainsaws and drills from time to time as if to check their function.

Needless to say, this gadget is sure to be a redemptive horror toy again.

"Redemption, this is Haidai, how are you over there?"

He quickly prostrate, then hid himself in the back door of the car, and then pressed the hammer with his left hand.

Bang bang bang!

Precise triple hits take down three guys who get in the way.

"Redemption? What's going on over there? ”

Haidai once again posted a message to the communicator, but received no response from Salvation at all.

"Tsk, is it disconnected?" Haidai took a sip and connected the communicator to Fareya's side: "Hey, little ghost, when are you coming?" We're all going to be done."

Holding a gun, as if chatting, with a graceful expression.

But Redemption isn't as boring as Haidai, his opponent is a sniper.

The distance between the two sides is almost 3,000 meters, and even if it is a bullet, it will take a little more than two seconds to fly to reach the target.

Some unseasoned warriors will think that at this distance, constantly moving is the best way to increase survival. In fact, the time difference between the hit time of the bullet flight is not a problem for skilled snipers, even if it is a moving target, a two-second flight delay is a multiple prediction for them, and there is no situation where they can't move and hit, so the most important thing in this duel is not to expose themselves on the premise of discovering the enemy.

And salvation is a loss.

At this moment, he had already run a considerable distance, and most of the people who came to attack were chasing him. Now the salvation, not only to face those inexhaustible Bad Water gangsters, but also to avoid sniping from a distance anytime and anywhere, although he has already discovered the enemy's location, but now he does not even have the space to find a position to counterattack, in this desolate Gobi Desert, there are bunkers everywhere, and there are enemies everywhere.

Shout!

Another bullet skimmed over the side of Redemption's head! This is the fifth time since the start of the sniper just now! Redemption also discovered the power of this person, no matter where Redemption is, every shot he shoots is quite accurate, if it weren't for Redemption's unusual intuition to perceive the danger, otherwise the current redemption head would have become a plasma tofu brain.

(He's a master of sniping, maybe he's been training since he was a child.)

Redemption slashed the blade of light, threw a few crescents on the ground, and hid himself in the sand curtain.

He has always liked to cover himself with a smoke screen to cover the eyes of his enemies.

However, it backfired.

Shout!

Another bullet slashed across Redemption's cheek, and the air flow swept by the bullet couldn't help but make Redemption feel a tingle.

(How is that possible!?) ）

Redemption was a little panicked, as far as he knew, there was no detection device in this world that could see through such a thick sand curtain, and it would be a little unreasonable if it was thermal imaging, after all, Redemption's body temperature was abnormally low, and it should be very easy to be buried in that environment, so in the end

"What the hell is this sacred!?"

Salvation no longer holds the sand curtain, and he raises his blade of light, ready to use it to block the opponent's bullets head-on.

However, the sky is unpredictable.

"Drink!"

Behind him, the gangsters of the Evil Water Gang suddenly attacked! He clenched the machete in his hand, and he saw that he was about to slash to salvation!

It was a gorgeous sneak attack.

(Really!) It's just getting in the way at times like these! ）

Salvation has no energy left to care about what is behind him! He would rather take a headshot than a headshot, and this kind of wound is not painful or itchy for him anyway.

But he was wrong, and in the end no one hurt him.

Poof!

A sniper in the distance, a bullet blew the head of the sneak attacker.

The warm, sticky thing suddenly splattered, and the face of redemption was confused.

"Missed?"

The sniper seems to have made a mistake, and Redemption realizes something interesting at this moment.

The sniper on the opposite side definitely couldn't see the situation inside the sand curtain, so he only aimed at the moving target.

And the redemption stopped moving just now, and the stake was defended with a light blade, so the scapegoat became the crazy sneak attacker.

(As long as the movement is reduced in the sand curtain, they will kill each other for a while.) ）

Redemption has found a rare opportunity, and now, he can finally fight back.

"Come on, give you a taste of Windranger."