The terrain of Ping'an Island is complex and varied, and the active volcano that has been in action all day adds a bit of surprise to the place, and trying to chase down a good sniper hiding in the dense jungle is almost like fighting death.

A super special elite like me, who is proficient in jungle warfare, is even more comfortable in the jungle, and can play sports warfare and sniper warfare to the limit, but I feel miserable when I hold the Grim Reaper sniper rifle.

If you want to shoot accurately with a Reaper sniper rifle, you first need to have some special shooting skills to avoid damage from exhaust impacts. For the same reason, the Reaper Sniper Rifle cannot be used in a confined space, which requires me to choose a relatively open position when sniping, as the exhaust fumes and overly loud gunfire will provide the enemy with an eye-catching sign and attract their counter-sniper.

Even more terrifying was that the wound on my left arm was still bleeding, and the thin blood line left an excellent clue for the tracker, and I couldn't help but gasp when I found a hidden spot to examine the wound.

I didn't expect the wound on my left arm to be so serious, the shrapnel that cut me was embedded in the bone of my left arm, and as I kept rolling and running, the shrapnel that stood hard in my body was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting my muscles, and actually cut an irregular wound on my left arm that was half a foot long and two inches deep. As soon as I bent my arm slightly, the severed muscles were completely exposed, revealing a hint of bone white in the tumbling of plasma.

Put aside the Reaper Sniper Rifle and find a first-aid kit from the Asura Legion. In addition to a morphine, the first-aid kit contained two rolls of medical hemostatic bandages, several pieces of anti-inflammatory gauze and a can of a ten-milliliter dose of spray. This spray has the dual effect of stopping bleeding and disinfecting, and it is said that it can be used directly against biological and neurotoxins when necessary.

I looked at the first aid kit in my hand, and couldn't help but shake my head, the wound on my left arm was too deep, and the ten milliliter hemostatic spray can couldn't have any effect at all, if no special treatment was done, even if the bleeding could be forcibly stopped with a bandage, once the enemy started fighting, the wound would re-open in the fierce movement.

The best way to deal with a wound like mine is to re-stitch the open muscles back together.

I drew my saber and cut a rough leather rope from my belt, flattened it with the gentle movements of a lover, and then I picked up a twig from the ground and put it in my mouth.

"Hmm......"

I let out a snort of pain, the saber in my hand stabbed hard into my left arm, the sharp tip of the knife sinking into the muscle, I grabbed the handle and lifted it upward, as if I was cutting a piece of fabric with scissors, I could almost hear the cracking of my muscles as I picked it apart.

Pain!

It fucking hurts!!

This feeling is no less than the most inhumane and inhumane slash in the world!!

My heart was pounding, and eventually it was just hitting and kicking in my chest, and I tried to reach for the syringe in my first aid kit several times, but it slowly retracted. Morphine can relieve pain, but it will also affect my judgment and the coordination of my surname, in the face of the super marksman who just shot the high-level dual-purpose heavy machine gun, as long as I hesitate a little, I will die!

If you want to be a combat hero, you don't have to dare to fight hard on the battlefield and be able to pick up shit luck, and you can't be killed by the enemy. If we want to survive in the harshest environment, we must endure what others can't endure and do what others can't!

I can sit down in the sewer and swallow all the food mixed with sewage into my stomach, I can swallow raw moss that even wild goats don't want to touch, and I can chew the remains of animals that were dumped in the desert hundreds of years ago as a delicious snack and chew them little by little to extract the last bit of protein.

"Just because you pirates who don't enter the stream, you still want my Fu Yinxue's life, go dream!"

I carried the saber and stabbed myself again and again, and every time the tip of the knife pierced the muscle, my heart would kick me hard, and every muscle in my body would tremble, and even I couldn't believe that I could stab myself sixteen times in a row, but I could stand up and not faint. Now my left arm was so mutilated that it didn't look like a living torso, and on the deep bone-deep wound, two muscles rolled outwards to reveal a shocking whiteness within. What is even more terrifying is that there are sixteen small holes in the muscles that have been rolled open with sabers.

I grabbed the leather rope and used it as if I were tying a shoelace through the sixteen small holes in my left arm, and those who had not experienced this taste could not imagine what it was like for a rough leather rope with the diameter of a six-gauge wire to pass through his body. It's like holding a saw blade by yourself, slowly, gently, delicately, methodically...... Saw your own thumbs!

I pulled hard with the most inhuman movements, and the open muscles were finally forcibly tied together by me, picked up the jar of hemostatic disinfectant with only ten milliliters, sprayed all the wounds that had been treated with "sewing", patted all the anti-inflammatory gauze, and then wrapped the two rolls of bandages around the left arm, and a wound that could make a normal person lie in the hospital for half a month was officially treated!

When Li Ming led a search team led by military dogs to find the location where I was healing, they only found a plastic bag and half a leather rope that had been cut from something I don't know. One of the pirates picked up the plastic bag and looked at it and exclaimed, "Fuck, I'm chasing him all over the mountain with a gun, and that guy is still in the mood to eat a piece of chocolate here!" ”

Li Ming stared at a large pool of red-black liquid on the ground, stretched out his hand to pick up a trace of slow twisting, and he actually rubbed out a small piece of broken muscle in the already coagulated blood clot. Li Ming's face became more and more solemn, and only a professional soldier who had experienced the most brutal war could read the connotation from this blood.

Li Ming stared at the piece of minced meat in his two fingers, and said in a deep voice: "He was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood in his body, and he just performed a gentle operation on himself here, and he ate this piece of chocolate just to replenish his blood sugar and prevent himself from fainting due to excessive ischemia." ”

"Big brother, look!"

A pirate picked up a piece of blood-stained shrapnel from the ground under the leadership of a military dog, and Li Ming took the shrapnel and was silent for a long time before saying: "This piece of shrapnel was pried off by him with a saber!" ”

The pirates of the search team stared blankly at the three-inch-long piece of shrapnel in Li Ming's palm, and there were several deep scratches on the shrapnel, which showed how much force the mysterious enemy used when he pried this piece of shrapnel out of his body.

Li Ming's words pushed all the pirates to the brink of madness again, "Everyone must be careful, we have to face not only an excellent sniper, but also an experienced senior combat expert!" In the face of such an enemy, we must not give him any chance, let alone do anything stupid. Remember, his life force is at least ten times stronger than yours, and even if a whole shuttle of bullets hits him, don't get close to him easily! The best thing to do is to keep a safe distance from him and shoot until he is directly smashed into a pile of minced meat. ”

More than a dozen pirates looked at each other, and finally someone couldn't help but ask, "Boss, is he so exaggerated?" ”

"Exaggerated?" Li Ming sneered and raised the shrapnel in his hand and said, "Do you see clearly, there are five scratches on this, and each scratch has a large radial jump, which shows that he did not inject any anesthetic at all when he operated on himself!" Otherwise, with the sense of stability of a super sniper, his hand would never have been able to make such a violent tremor. On the battlefield, you must not treat him as a human being, he is a machine, the purest war machine that has undergone the most rigorous training and is born to kill and poke! ”

The military dog, which had been scratching with its paws on the ground, suddenly let out an excited roar, stretched out its mouth and pulled out a small spray can from its shallow hole, which it bit and raised its tail at Li Ming, shaking it again and again.

A pirate walked over quickly, about to take out the spray can from the dog's mouth, when his eyes fell on the dog's shallow hole, the pirate's eyes suddenly widened to the size of an egg, he took a deep breath, and screamed in a frightened cry like a little girl: "No, there is an ambush ......"

"Boom ......"

An unstoppable force surged out, and the bodies of the unlucky pirate and the military dog who had caused the catastrophe suddenly tore apart in the air, mixed with the debris and gunpowder smoke that were blown up, and rushed straight into the sky, rushing up to a height of seven meters, before floating down in a radius, and a rain of blood fell within a radius of fifteen meters, drenching the pirates.

This is a gift I left for the pirate search team dogs!

Tie a grenade to a high-explosive bullet for the Reaper Sniper Rifle, carefully remove the safety ring from the grenade, and bury them in a hole in the earth to create a simple and powerful trigger mine.

Rolling the empty first aid spray can in my blood became the most effective bait, and the military dog would be able to dig out the spray can that I had deliberately not fully covered, unless he had a cold or was suffering from allergic rhinitis. Unfortunately, time is running out, otherwise I could have created a super trap here with sniper rifle bullets and grenades to wipe out the search team.

I hid in a large tree and stuck my Reaper Sniper Rifle in the tree to reduce the impact of the recoil on my injured left arm, and I had been aiming for a full three minutes but had not fired. I'm sure the leader of this pirate search party is the super marksman who almost sent me back into the arms of death, he has the traits of a best sniper, and like Yang Qing, he will put himself in the safest position at all times.

He had been hiding in the blind spot of my fire, and even if he occasionally moved and exposed my field of vision, before I had time to adjust the muzzle of the gun, he quickly moved to another blind spot to get rid of my lock. My gut instinct was that this marksman was the only one in the Red Rose Pirates who could pose a threat to me, and my greatest wish was to kill him with a single shot.

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