Chapter 537: Talent

Six snipers, divided into four directions in the east, south and west, lay on the edge of the trench, Wang Donglai's ghostly figure followed, pulled out the dagger from the scabbard of his leg, and before the two snipers could react, cut the throat of one of them, and then plunged the dagger into the head of the other sniper.

The moment the dagger was pulled out of the enemy's head, a cloud of red blood rushed out.

"And 4 enemies." Wang Donglai muttered to himself, looking at the three rats who walked down about 1,000 meters away from him, and made an "OK" gesture, indicating that the enemy had been resolved.

"Go straight up, no more detours." Zi Rat said with a smile, although he was a man, the smile on his face was as bright as a girl.

"Of course, Hai is really a reliable player." The ugly cow's huge arm scratched the back of his head and smiled innocently.

"Cut." Yinhu put his hands in his pockets, hunched up, and looked listless.

"Are there still the last four?" Wang Donglai said expressionlessly, like a Shura on the battlefield, holding the dagger upside down and rushing forward along the trench.

The two people in front of them had already reacted that the enemy was reducing the number of snipers, and one of the snipers had already aimed at Wang Donglai's forehead.

"Boom!" The roar of anti-materiel sniper rifles rang out above the silent desert.

A sinister smile tugged at the corner of the sniper's mouth of the sniper who fired the shot. Only the next moment, his smile seemed to freeze as if time had stood still, and then, a hint of horror appeared.

"How is that possible!" The sniper's pupils dilated infinitely. The face is incredible. "Actually...... Dodge! ”

"Huh!" Wang Donglai's figure disappeared from the sniper scope.

"Where?" The sniper was shocked. His eyes left the sniper scope, he drew his pistol, and observed the situation in front of him with sincere fear, but there was no trace of the place where the young man was standing.

Not even a trace was left!

"He's still more than 2,000 meters away from us, don't mess around, no matter how fast he is. It's at least a few points better to be here...... Bell? Before the observer next to the sniper had finished speaking, he saw a puff of sand rise in front of him.

"Wind?" The two looked at each other, "How can there be such a huge wind in the desert?" The height of the dust has reached 3 meters, but there is no sign of wind at all? ”

This is indeed not the wind, but the air flow generated by Wang Donglai under the fast running, which makes the dust fly, and because the speed is too fast. It was difficult for the two snipers to capture Wang Donglai's movements.

The flying dust is getting closer and closer, and it looks like it's coming to you. Two snipers drew their pistols and fired into the flying dust.

But the next moment, a scene that shocked them happened.

The dust was still dozens of meters away, but beside him, he felt as if something flashed by, and almost a few seconds later, from the necks of the two snipers, red blood rushed out.

The two of them looked desperate, as if they didn't know how they died, and pressed their hands to their necks desperately, trying to stop the loss of blood, but the incision was so perfect that it could not be covered by only two hands.

This terrifying scene has not yet been seen, and the dust that followed Wang Donglai's figure has already engulfed the two snipers.

"What's going on over there?" With a calm face, the dog couldn't help but ask.

Beside him, Chenlong and Si Snake had already discovered a scene on the high ground thousands of meters away.

"Sandstorms?" The snake's cold voice sounded.

"It's a sandstorm, but it's a little smaller." Chenlong's dignified face showed a thoughtful look, "Wait in place first, I'll go to explore the truth and the truth, so as not to fall into the enemy's trap." ”

"Don't bother so much, just let my little obedient go and investigate." The snake said.

As his words fell, a "hissing" sound sounded from him, and two slender rattlesnakes circled down his legs, and then swam quickly forward along the sand.

"Every time a venomous snake comes out of my body, I feel creepy." Chen Long shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "How many poisonous snakes are you hiding here?" ”

"No comment." The snake's tone was a little cold.

"It's so cold, am I still old? Not popular with girls? Chenlong stroked his pale beard with his wrinkled hand and said with a cynical look.

"Huh?" The snake's tone was cold again, he already gave people a very eerie feeling, and at this moment even the air seemed to have cooled down.

In this scorching summer, in the desert, the surface temperature reached more than 40 degrees Celsius, and the originally very hot and dry weather actually made people feel creepy after the snake's tone became cold.

"Girls?" The dog wondered.

"When I was young, I was very popular with girls, because I was too popular, so I chose to become a monk, I didn't expect the years to be unforgiving, hahaha......" Chenlong's sanctimonious image was ruined at this moment, and finally revealed his lustful and obscene side.

"How do you know my true colors?" The snake was next to Chenlong, and said in a low voice.

"It's just last time, when you took a shower......

"You can die!" The snake said in a deep voice, and then with a flick of his sleeve, two extremely poisonous snakes flew out of his cuffs in an instant, hitting Chenlong's chest.

"Didn't I just accidentally see you taking a shower? If you have something to discuss! Chenlong panicked, leaned to the side, dodged the flying poisonous snake, and then ran away.

Wang Donglai stood on top of the trench and glanced at the three-person squad of Chen, Si, and Shu, and sighed: "Before fighting the enemy, there was infighting first, and the unity of this squad is really up for debate." ”

At this moment, above the outer trenches, there were still the last two snipers left, and they were facing a group of Wu Ma, Wei Yang and Shen Monkey.

When Wang Donglai arrived over there, they had already eliminated their opponents.

The enemy's death was all caused by a stone in his brain, which seems to be the work of the afternoon horse.

Wang Donglai admired the arm strength of the afternoon horse when throwing stones, how to cultivate, and the power and accuracy can be comparable to a good sniper rifle?

Wang Donglai's strength has now reached the peak of practicing fine and washing the marrow, and the level is definitely only higher than them, but in terms of the accuracy of throwing, Wang Donglai is not as good as Wu Ma.

This may be the so-called, talent. (To be continued......)