The night gave Dean the best cover.

Like a ghost, he rushed into the wilderness with great speed, towards the woods in the distance.

His stamina is only nine.

The full force burst can only last for a few minutes.

One is close to the woods.

Dean immediately slowed down, briefly adjusted his somewhat rapid breathing, and felt his way into the woods.

The battle continued around the 4th Squadron.

But the sniper who was hiding in the darkness didn't care about the people who broke through in other directions, and he didn't know where to hide, and it seemed that he was only covering the remaining three people who rushed to the fourth squadron.

Dean's heart was like water, and his eyes scanned his surroundings.

He was waiting for an opportunity.

A chance for the other side to shoot and expose!

As for Lawrence and Harry.

Dean can only pray that the lives of the two are good enough!

Cold rainy nights.

The pine forest is dead and silent.

Under strong pressure.

Dean's attention was more focused than ever, his ears twitching slightly, picking up the sound of the rain splashing around him, trying to find the sniper's location.

His flesh and bones were constantly strengthened.

As incidental.

His perception of his eyes, nose, ears, and so on began to gradually surpass ordinary people.

Suddenly.

Dean paused, looking five meters to his left.

The sound of rain splashing there is a bit brittle!

Without hesitation, he raised his hand to the M1911 and pulled the trigger.

Almost at the same time.

In the distance, Lawrence and Harry fired!

Hide the underside of the cloth.

The sniper's face was grim, and he breathed long.

I saw gunfire in the distance.

Twist the tip of the gun very slightly, and just as you are about to pull the trigger.

A creepy sense of crisis instantly enveloped his back.

Someone!

He just wanted to roll over and dodge.

The next moment.

Bang bang bang~

Three-gun positioning.

Three muffled sounds came.

Dean was relieved, and the other party hit all three shots!

He immediately emptied the magazine, covering the spot, dodged behind a pine tree, and replaced it with a new one.

Call~

The uncontrollable wheezing sound of pain came from five meters away.

The other party is not dead.

But the state is not good.

The M1911 used by Dean, equipped with 45 caliber bullets, is so powerful that even if the opponent is wearing body armor, it will definitely cause bruises and even fractures.

Three shots in a row.

The average person will definitely not be able to bear it!

Dean didn't rush out.

He glanced at the pine trees around him, pulled out a shock bomb from his pocket, removed the pull ring, timed it, smashed it into the distant pine branch, and then ran to the other side without looking back.

The next moment.

The concussion bomb bounced off and bounced precisely above where the breathing sound came from, exploding.

Bright light and sound waves, like a small burst of sun, wreaked havoc on the periphery of this pine forest.

Piercing tinnitus.

Dean walked up to the motionless man lying on the ground from the other side through the scattered pine trees, and stepped on his shoulder.

There was a pop of clicks.

Yes~

A heart-rending scream came from the mouth of the man lying on his stomach.

The man's broad shoulders, like brittle wood, were now sunken down.

This master sniper is scrapped.

"Play unconscious!"

Dean sneered.

He's not stupid.

Shock bombs are different from shock bombs, only in confined spaces will play a huge role, open space can only be used as interference, not at all the effect of stunting people.

And Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are faint, first abolish your limbs!

Dean was on three feet again.

The sniper, who pretended to be stunned, really fainted alive this time.

Scrapped the opponent's limbs.

Dean breathed a sigh of relief and looked at where the Fourth Squadron was located.

There was no movement there.

On the contrary, in the rest of the periphery, the battle became more and more fierce.

Dean is already sure that this group of bastards is definitely elite mercenaries, otherwise they would not be able to fight against the breakthrough under heavy surroundment!

Reminiscent of the order Munn received before.

Dean's eyes darkened.

He suspected that the upper echelons who gave the order knew the identity of this group of people, and even knew the reason why they risked great danger to storm the hidden station of the Dagger Gang on the outskirts.

That bastard.

I'm using them as thugs to exterminate them!

"Snet! It must be Councillor Snet's family! Dean let out a depressed breath.

And Harry!

Why did he know about the connection between the Daggers and the Snett family?

You know, for the sake of prestige.

This kind of regional nobleman, even if he supports some black gloves, is through indirect manipulation, and he will definitely not expose himself easily.

The only ones who can know this are those forces at the same level.

These are not things that Harry and Harry's fox friends can access, because there are so many levels of difference!

Dean shook his head.

These can only wait for the matter to be over, and then ask Harry about it.

Now time is running out and this sniper must be disposed of.

After briefly clearing the surrounding traces, Dean carried Barrett and the half-dead man on the ground into the depths of the pine forest.

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing when he was still weak.

But this loss, he has to remember!

I want to figure out what happened.

It is necessary to wake up the unconscious sniper.

It's not that hard.

Painful shock coma, which is a stress response of the human body, secretes hormones, affects blood pressure and blood sugar, resulting in cerebral hypoxia and fainting.

This time does not last long.

But Dean didn't have that much time to delay.

After taking the sniper deep into the pine forest, he took out a morphine injection from his arms and injected it into the man's neck.

About a minute or so later.

The unconscious man came to his senses again.

He seemed to be a little confused because of the lack of oxygen in his brain, and it was not until he met Dean's cold eyes that he reacted and wanted to escape, but because all the joints of his limbs were shattered, he could only struggle on the ground like a maggot.

Dean crouched down, his fingers brushing the corners of his coat with a blade on his fingertips, and then gently brushed his eyelids under the man's horrified gaze.

The blade leaves.

Two pieces of light flesh and skin, gently sliding down, revealing most of the man's covered eyeballs, in the dim environment, like a protruding-eyed goldfish, very weird.

"This is called Ling Chi, that is, in the condition of keeping people awake, in front of the other party, one knife and another, dismembering him little by little, and finally until all the skin is removed, salted up, and after the wound scabs, do it again, if the technique is good, a complete person can enjoy a thousand cuts, and there is still a breath there."

Looking at the man in front of him, he said such a terrible thing so lightly.

Even if the sniper is a veteran mercenary who has seen many lives and deaths, he still can't suppress the horror in his heart at this moment, he can't wait to die now, and he doesn't want to face the pervert in front of him.

"If you don't want to try this ancient skill, then tell me, who are you and why are you attacking the hidden base of the Dagger Gang?"

Dean's fingertips rotated and the blades rolled, bringing huge psychological pressure to the lying sniper.

The sniper bit his lip and tried to close his eyes.

But there is no eyelid covering.

No matter how he rolled his eyes, he could only watch the pervert in front of him, and brought the terrifying blade close to the bridge of his nose.

Seeing that his body is about to be mutilated again.

The sniper finally broke the defense: "FK, I said!" Take away your demonic hand and you're a demon! ”

"Wise choice!" Dean retracts the blade.

Scold it.

He is a good person, he is going to kill people, and he doesn't scold others, he can't say anything.

Snipers only want to die quickly, no longer with a hard mouth:

"We are a group of wanderer mercenaries, originally active in the Middle East.

But a few days ago, someone spent more than 100 million dollars to hire several small mercenary groups, including our wanderer mercenary group, a total of more than 100 people, all gathered here.

The only purpose of the other party is to make us rush into that damn farm and kill everyone inside! ”

"Didn't you investigate the farm?" , Dean looked puzzled.

This group of people is well-equipped, and if it is investigated in advance, a small farm, with a high probability of success, will not be as embarrassing as it is now, dragged to the Los Angeles police surrounding.

"Investigated!" , the sniper vaguely felt that the effect of the potion was disappearing, and the pain was returning, and couldn't help but speed up his speech:

"Not only did we get the staffing inside, but we also got the topographic map inside.

It was supposed to be.

We want to disguise it as a chemical leak and poison the people inside, but all the living systems inside are independent, and we can't find a chance at all, so we can only attack.

The battle began.

We killed all the guards.

But the base material under the farm is wrong.

That's military material!

The C4 explosives we prepared had no effect at all!

By the time our men had reacted, a large number of gunmen rushed out from the surrounding towns and pinned my brothers back.

The bastards didn't leave until the police arrived! ”

When Dean heard this, he was numb.

It turned out that except for this Lincoln farm, several surrounding towns were all arranged by the Dagger Gang, or rather, the Snett family

What secrets are hidden under the farm?

"Is there a similar manpower other than you, hiding outside the farm for cover?" Dean asked, picking up Barrett on the side.

"There must be, but I am the only one in our corps, and other than that, the last few people have probably been shot dead by your companions."

He looked at the night sky and pine needles above his head in distraction, and muttered, "Kill me, I'm going to reunite with my brothers."

What a brotherhood!

Dean sighed in his heart and stepped aside.

"You're not going to kill me?"

The sniper watched as Dean turned away, a glimmer of survival in his eyes.

To be alive, who wants to die?

Dean didn't reply, and after walking away, he put Barrett on the ground in his hand, turned around, aimed at the sniper on the ground, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Sniper:???

The next moment.

His consciousness, in the midst of great tearing pain, was completely plunged into darkness.

After a few loud bangs.

On the ground, apart from the splattered flesh and blood, there was no sniper.

"What do you think?"

"I'm going to go farther, but I don't want to spill blood."

Dean complained as he rubbed his bruised shoulder.

This heavy sniper, the recoil is fierce, even him, after a few shots in a row, his body feels like he is going to fall apart.

Of course, if the gun carriage is stuck in place, then the gun is fired.

The excellent brake and the cushioning rubber of the butt can reduce the recoil to a point that ordinary people can bear.

Wipe off the fingerprints on the gun.

Dean hung Barrett on a pine tree, and after making sure that nothing was missed, he took advantage of the darkness to return to the position of the fourth squadron.

He already knew what was going on.

The Dagger Gang has made an underground base here, and they don't know what to do.

And behind this group of cannon fodder mercenaries, there is also a mysterious person hidden.

I just don't know if this mysterious person is targeting the Dagger Gang or the Snett family behind the Dagger Gang

But none of this is about Dean.

On both sides, he can't afford to mess with them for the time being.

But this one frightens the account!

Wait until it is strong.

Dean will definitely go to Snet's family and do the math!

The gunfire around them gradually stopped.

The group of mercenaries is almost dead.

The remaining cars of the 4th Squadron have turned on the searchlights on their roofs.

The men were in a coma, and they were arranged in a row rather miserably.

The good news is that no one died.

They weren't directly hit by Barrett, plus they were well protected and lying on the ground, so they didn't have to worry about their lives except for the large and small wounds on their bodies that were hit by car fragments.

The only one seriously injured was Robert.

This Hanhan, who shot the most at the time, did not completely lie on the ground, so he also suffered the most impact of fragments.

Phoebe was also unlucky.

There was a small wound on her face.

Even if you can recover later, you may still have an unsightly scar.

This is undoubtedly a difficult thing for a young lady to accept.

Lawrence was busy bandaging the wounds of the crowd.

Harry followed to help, but was visibly depressed, and barely wrote on his face: I have a secret.

"Harry!" Dean patted Harry on the shoulder.

Harry was first taken aback, and then pleasantly surprised: "Dean, it's good to see you're okay, Lawrence and I were worried just now!" ”

Lawrence also stopped, turned his head in surprise, and said quite reservedly: "Man, you have lived up to our trust in you!" ”

If it weren't for helping Robert and others stop the bleeding.

The two of them had long wanted to go over and help.

Dean nodded: "I'm afraid this matter is not simple, help me keep it secret, I don't want the rest of the people to know that I solved a sniper." ”

After the two agreed.

Dean snapped his finger at Harry, "Man, we need to have a good talk." ”

(End of chapter)