There is a gentle breeze that brings the fragrance of blades of grass.

On both sides of the road, there are all kinds of wildflowers, and if it weren't a war, it would be a good outing.

Qin Ge made a circle, starting from the road to the east, and slowly approached the area where the virus host was located.

At this moment, he can be described as fully armed.

On his left shoulder was a well-loaded semi-automatic rifle, on his right shoulder was the double-shot shotgun, with a short sword pinned to his waist, a steel shield in his left hand, and a second semi-automatic rifle in his right hand.

The rest, including the extra bullets, he didn't have any with him, because if he could kill the virus host, those would be enough, and if he couldn't, he wouldn't have time to load them.

Along the way, he was calm, his eyes were straight, and his steps were steady.

The reflection of the telescope in the northwest direction, there are also people looking forward to it, the entire anti-virus hunter assessment, the total number of candidates is at least five or six hundred, and the candidates who arrived last night are only a small part, and today, most of the remaining candidates will be gathered here because of various plot clues.

However, with the lessons of the previous several times, the candidates wisely chose to observe from a distance for the time being.

Therefore, Qin Ge's figure soon appeared in the eyes of those candidates, but it was too far away, and even if it was a telescope, he couldn't see Qin Ge's appearance clearly.

When Qin Ge walked about five hundred meters away from the virus host, he saw the flag, and on a hill two kilometers away on the opposite side, a team of candidates played the flag.

Well, Qin Ge didn't understand, but he guessed what he was doing.

His choice was to ignore it and continue to march towards the area of activity of the virus's host.

Perhaps because he was worried that the last boss of this assessment would be robbed, dozens of candidates also ran dozens of meters ahead, but they stopped again, and all kinds of binoculars and gun scopes looked at this side.

These candidates also hope to have a reference, just like the battle process of the two squads that Qin Ge borrowed from the group before.

Qin Ge quickly entered the three-hundred-meter area, and due to the obstruction of the car, he couldn't see the virus host, but he knew where that thing was?

The ground was full of coagulated blood and minced meat, and there were no flies, so it looked black and red from a distance, and the corpses of hundreds of people were torn to shreds here, but strangely there was no strange sound last night?

Qin Ge didn't want to investigate what happened last night, he slowly switched angles, and then he finally saw the powerful, terrifying virus host.

That's a person,

A woman

With long blonde hair,

Wearing a blood-red dress,

Kneeling there, his shoulders swaying, and the cry of grief could be faintly heard.

That's it.

Qin Ge looked down at his feet, felt the breath of the breeze again, and then he put down his shield, took off the double-shot shotgun, and put it at his feet, the semi-automatic rifle hanging upside down on his left shoulder was gently put into position, knelt on one knee, put the butt of the second semi-automatic rifle in his hand on his left shoulder, opened the safe, tilted his head, and aimed.

A series of movements are methodical and unhurried, like a gourmand who is pious and sacred before tasting a peerless delicacy.

This kind of calmness makes the candidates who sent the flag a kilometer away feel a little overwhelmed, yes, overwhelmed, that feeling is definitely not simply watching a person stand there and shoot a gun, not so monotonous and boring as imagined, it always seems to be something more?

The wind, blowing gently, blew the soft messy hair on Qin Ge's forehead, under the eyebrows that were not very sharp, a pair of eyes were as calm as blue water, and his body and hands holding guns were as steady as statues.

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds,

Qin Ge took a full ten seconds to aim, and then suddenly pulled the trigger, at this moment, the cold and heavy rifle seemed to come to life, endowed with some kind of soul, the muzzle jumped slightly, and the recoil made Qin Ge's body shake slightly, the amplitude was a little large, but it was like a boat in the waves, and it regained its balance in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the gun was a little dull, and the bullet accurately hit one side of the temple of the virus host before the gunshot, but there was no blood splattering, only the body of the virus host fell to one side because of the strong impact of the bullet, but after only a second, it screamed and jumped.

It was at this time that Qin Ge fired a second shot steadily, and the bullet seemed to have eyes, and the moment the virus host's feet left the ground and bounced into the air, it hit its forehead again.

There was still no blood, only a bloody hole could be seen, which was healing rapidly.

However, the powerful power of the semi-automatic rifle, as well as the powerful penetration of the 7.62 bullets, exerted a great effect at this moment, because of the defense of the virus host, this penetration effect was transformed into a huge impact stopping effect.

The powerless host of the virus in mid-air is like a monkey that has been hoisted and beaten, falling to the ground on its back.

And Qin Ge was not busy mending the gun, he just calmed down, letting the recoil of the gun be calmly removed by his waist until the body of the rifle was stabilized, because he didn't want to miss.

As long as it misses once, with the terrifying speed of the virus host, it will be difficult to hit again, and the rhythm will be disrupted.

So Qin Ge let the virus host jump up from the ground again, although it jumped very fast, and the movement of jumping up was very graceful, which was very in line with the aesthetics of combat violence, but under the gravity of the earth, it was inevitable, and the moment it jumped, it was stationary.

For Qin Ge, this was enough.

"Bang!"

The third shot, the bullet still accurately hit the center of the virus host's eyebrows, it was still that position, it was still that posture, the virus host was facing the sky and fell to the ground, unless it could change a routine, but in front of Qin Ge, it was not easy to use any routine, because he had already taken the lead.

jump

Bang!

jump

Bang!

Every minute and a half seconds, this routine is repeated like this, as if it were a burlesque.

If that virus host dies, then Qin Ge can now get a full score.

It's a pity that when Qin Ge shot the ten bullets of the first semi-automatic rifle empty, the virus host was still alive, and the ten bullets all hit the head, and he didn't die yet, which deserved to be the boss at the bottom of the level.

The rifle was thrown away directly, and Qin Ge copied another semi-automatic rifle in his hand with his backhand, opened the insurance, pulled the trigger, and did it in one go.

It's still that bullet hole, it's still that pattern, it's still three hundred meters.

Fifteen seconds later, the magazine was empty.

And the virus host is not dead, no, it is still the same as it is, and there is no sign of any decrease in blood volume.

In the distance, some candidates hurriedly retreated, including those who had been hundreds of meters closer to the first and were ready to grab the boss at any time, this virus host is too evil.

"Smack!"

The gun was thrown away, Qin Ge grabbed the shotgun and stood up, while the virus host three hundred meters away jumped up again and let out a terrible shout, and the whole body instantly became like a phantom, three hundred meters, three seconds!

Qin Ge stood steadily, his eyes resolute, calm, and calm.

"Boom!"

The double-shot shotgun opened fire violently, and the virus host that had rushed to the front was directly blasted out more than ten meters like a fallen leaf in the wind, but the next second it swooped up like nothing!

"Boom!"

The shotgun fired again, blasting the virus host away again, and then, running out of bullets.

Throwing away the shotgun, he lowered his head and picked up the steel shield with his left hand, and drew out the thirty-five-centimeter-long short sword at his waist with his right hand, Qin Ge's body leaned slightly, his left foot stepped forward, his right foot soared into the air, and the shield charged!

"Boom!"

The sound of the shield hitting sounded, and the virus host was knocked back again, and at this moment, Qin Ge suddenly gave up the steel shield in his left hand, held the short sword with both hands, and slashed the sword from top to bottom, along a certain angle.

A head was cut off, and Qin Ge's chest was pierced by ten sharp nails, and blood gushed out.

He's still a little slower, but what does it matter?

The corpse of the virus host suddenly turned into a flame and poured into Qin Ge's chest, and in the next second, in the screams of other candidates beating their chests and stunning, and regretting it, Qin Ge's body disappeared like transparent air.