The most important thing on the battlefield is laxity and paralysis, but fortunately, I have special calm skills, so I am very serious about following Emilina every time to play soy sauce rubbing experience, but there have been no accidents. Now that the girl is gone, I have to be more energetic, so that I can find a real opportunity to take out the enemy and at the same time keep myself safe. Of course, maintaining a calm mode all the time will seriously consume our mental power, not to mention that there is a white-haired little cute thing that needs me to provide mental power to maintain my existence in this plane, to be honest, long-term battles are not good for me.

That's right, my mental power has been greatly improved recently, but since the group of guys from the Seven-Colored Holy Dragon jumped out in the morning, I have always been in a state of battle, and I have never rested properly, and the mental power consumed has not been able to recover. If it weren't for the audacity of the fleet of Mantius who dared to jump directly to the city to launch a sneak attack, I would not have worked desperately on the front line now, and would have found a quiet room to relax my nerves with fragrant tea in my hand.

After all, using the cool mode for a long time can cause side effects such as unresponsiveness, and rest is necessary.

However, with the buildings lining the entire street being washed by enemy warship fire, and the surrounding air filled with flames and smoke, it was clear that this place was not suitable for tea.

I don't know how long I have the rest of my mental strength left, but at least I haven't experienced the fatigue yet. Concentrating on finding a way to deal with the enemy ships was a top priority, but the sniper who knows where I was was was stuck in my throat, and I didn't want to be blown up while sniping at the enemy ship, so I decided to find the other party first, and no matter what method the other party used before, he always found me, and that alone was enough of a threat.

The rubble used as a hiding place was so hot that I didn't think I was going to turn into a roasted potato in the next second. However, this place is safe and extremely difficult to notice—as long as I keep enough distance from the enemy infantry, as the breath of the living is very sensitive to the undead.

Very lucky. I'm not a melee assassin who relies on stealth to eat. As long as we stay hidden, the enemy will basically not be able to find me, and I can try to find the sniper while this time occurs.

If you hadn't hung up under the shelling of your own people.

After grabbing a few pieces of masonry and placing them in front of me as cover, I took the Blood Curse Soul Strike and looked through the gap between the masonry and the building diagonally across the side with black smoke and flames. Judging by the direction in which the bullet flew, the other party should have fired at me there, most likely on the upper floors of the building.

But there was no longer a tall building in that building, and its top was completely gone. The middle fracture is charred black, like a half-melted candle in the burning, which is as good as the building I am currently in. Through the scope, you can clearly see that several gray-skinned toads have escaped from the staircase with their hands and feet in a daze, and one of them even has a small flame burning on its body, but they look like ordinary cannon fodder soldiers, and there is nothing special about it.

I couldn't help but wonder in my mind, just as I was about to withdraw my gun and get out of the rubble, I saw the hairball next to me hiding behind the bricks and stones I had built and peeking out. The whole scene is so cute that it feels a little nonsensical.

However, for me, the hairball's movement was a powerful warning, and I immediately held my breath and re-set up my gun and aimed at the building diagonally opposite.

Who can guarantee that the sniper will get the lunch? The bombardment of the naval guns interfered with his observation, preventing him from finding me hiding in the rubble, which is why the other party needs to be patient to hide and wait for me to show up. After all, the sniper duel is the first to lose the breath, and I can't watch the Mantius warships destroy the city and capture the power of the veins, and I will definitely not be able to help but take action after the enemy's main force has launched an operation.

The other party just needs to wait quietly until that time, after all, the undead do not need to eat, drink and rest, and they will never feel tired. It doesn't matter if you wait on this street for three days and three nights.

Where the hell is that guy hiding? I can't do anything without killing him first. Sooner or later, something will go wrong. No, no, no, that's not the most critical thing. The key question is how did the other party find me in the first place, there are so many buildings on the whole street and so many windows, which one of Mao Ya didn't look at the one where I was?

I'll admit that the appearance of the Blood Curse Soul Strike is indeed powerful and domineering, but it is a sneak attack and assassination weapon after all, and there will never be some problems that should not be there. For example, the lens of the scope reflects the light under the sun's rays. And even if the body of the gun exudes an incomparably terrifying aura at all times, the range is only more than one meter, and it has no effect at all if it is far away. In this case, it should not be that the sniper rifle is revealing my location, so what is the reason?

In retrospect, I didn't do any superfluous actions or unnecessary things. It didn't take long for the furball to teleport to the room with him, and he started aiming his gun...... Wait, isn't that possible?

"Hairball, don't jump yet. I put down my gun and reached out and pressed the little thing's head and commanded, "I'll take off my coat later, and you will teleport with me to the room in the next building that was destroyed by fire, understand?"

"Mi woo (second sound)?"

"It's just a small experiment, and if it succeeds, it will save a lot of trouble. I smiled and smoothed the little thing's hair from the heat wave and said, "You have to be careful, don't hit the enemy casually." ”

The reason for the experiment was simple, since it wasn't the reflection of the Blood Curse Soul Strike that revealed the location, or my unprofessional movements that were too muddy for the enemy to spot the anomaly, there was only one reason why the enemy sniper was able to confirm his location, and that was that he was able to track the energy fluctuations generated by the hairball's teleportation.

After the little thing teleported with Blue Feather and the others for the first time, this guy immediately determined our approximate hiding location, so the enemy's ground troops would stop advancing next to the hotel and carry out a search; This guy managed to find my location and launched a sneak attack.

Although it is only a half-founded speculation, there is no more plausible explanation. If it were Emilina, she would not hesitate to act to test her suspicions, how could I be indifferent? Waiting for the right moment may be one way to go, but sometimes it is okay to take the initiative and seize it.

Yes, I'll never be the first to lose my breath if I have more patience than the undead snipers hiding in the shadows. In that case, let's just not be patient and start showing off our IQ!

The enemy ground forces on the streets were still in a state of disarray, bothering to inspect the buildings on either side. I was able to take off my coat unhurriedly, find a rebar to hold the collar, and hand the rebar to the hairball...... of the hands.

What kind of fuss is it to use elongated hair to simulate tentacles, you little thing that never learns well! Even if we put you on the head when we play a gentleman's game alone in the dormitory, that's not a reason for you to make a big deal out of the hairy cute tentacles to be funny!

Ahem, I'm sorry you didn't see it, did you?Anyway, Furball took the prop from me, blinked his big shining eyes and tried to put on a serious appearance of being ready to go, but I didn't pay attention to the funny thing and raised the gun again and pointed it at the building diagonally opposite: "Okay, listen to my orders." Three, two, one. Let's go!"

"Mi (fourth tone)!"

The hairball was planned to teleport to the bombed-out room in the next building, lifting the steel bars next to the collapsed wall to expose a corner of the jacket that had been framed by it. Due to the angle, the enemy on the ground couldn't spot the coat, and even if they did, they wouldn't be able to notice, but for the sniper, it was a very visible target.

Will he be fooled?

After the furball jumped out, the sniper hiding in the building diagonally opposite the ball opened fire without careful confirmation, revealing his position, and I seized the fleeting opportunity to quickly give a quick counterattack and successfully take out the opponent, after which there was no more existence that could threaten me, and I played with the army of the Mantius clan in the city, and I got a lot of experience, achievements, titles, etc...... You see. I've even written the script, and the ending is perfect.

But there is a kind of unfolding in the world called not following the script at all.

There was a soft snap. But the masonry I had built up in a hurry was pierced through it, and a large black hole suddenly appeared in the ground very close to my arm, and green smoke slowly came out.

Not only that, but he even saw through my strategy, and in turn used his ability to track energy fluctuations to attack the position where the hairball teleported! Although the shot didn't hit me, he probably noticed it and spotted me. Let's correct a target in the scope.

On the other hand, I also found the other party, Ya was behind the neon sign that was crooked on the side of the building, but his whole person played a protective role in the gray, and it was not at all conspicuous in the rubble.

Who said that the following most crucial shot will determine the winner and loser? Indeed, this shot is very important. But you know, I'm a big living person, can I fight to the death with an undead? This kind of thing like the main character in a federal action movie shooting at each other against an enemy doesn't have anything to do with us, and we don't have that idea. So the original plan is actually only half of the way through, and there is still the other half that needs to be completed by the hairball.

It's an amazing feeling to watch an enemy aiming a sniper rifle at you in the scope, but I'll never want to experience it again in my life when I swear by all the lollipops that Nightnight holds. In the end, it was the first to lock on to my position, and the gray-skinned toad holding a large firearm should have finished aiming from his posture, while I was not fully aimed at the target, and I was probably falling behind in terms of the timing of the shot.

At the last moment, a fluffy white ball with a black faux leather coat suddenly appeared on top of the gray toad's head, and without saying a word, it smashed the steel bar into the other's head.

Admittedly, even if the undead are still soldiers in the army, wearing some kind of protective equipment on their heads, and the steel bars alone will not have any effect, but the point is that my coat also fell quietly with the steel bars, and immediately covered the toad's head, thus blocking the other party's view.

And then...... There is no then.

You can say that I am shameless, but this is a life-and-death battle that costs your life, and you can only gain the right to continue to live if you use all means to win. I didn't have this kind of consciousness before, but what I saw in the illusion and the living example of the Mantius in front of me was already very telling. I may not have the strength to fight against an out-of-spec level enemy right now, and I probably won't have it for the rest of my life, but that doesn't stop me from taking special measures to fight them as a battle scumbag.

At the moment, it is enough to be able to do this.

With Bloodcurse Soul Strike silent, it doesn't shoot when it fires, and the opposing sniper's guns don't sound yet, so the enemies on the streets don't know that the only soldier they can threaten me is gone. They continued to assemble their teams and organize their equipment, and they were not too wary of the surroundings, as if they all thought that I had already been crushed by the overwhelming naval artillery fire.

It's a pity that the enemy's battleship didn't lower its altitude, so I guess I didn't plan to take a casual risk. It is estimated that these steel behemoths will come to the low-altitude to release the landing force to attack the base responsible for defending the leyline energy at a low altitude until then, and there is no hope at all.

Then let them wash their faces with missiles launched by the large military base on the outskirts of Haejo at high altitude, and after dealing with the invisible "ghost" that threatens the most in the enemy ranks, it will be my turn to play the ghost.

"Mia. "Furball appeared in front of me with a coat with a big hole, looking helpless.

"A coat is no bigger than your own life. I amusedly reached out and touched the little thing that had worked hard and said, "Let's go, hairball, it's time to cut down on the number of mechanical weapons in the enemy's ranks." (To be continued.) )