"Enemy attack!" The brown bear reacted the fastest. He shouted a warning sound on the spot, rushed behind the sofa, and lifted the warthog over from the front of the sofa. The floor-to-ceiling windows were made of bulletproof glass, but it was only ordinary.

It's just bulletproof glass, but it has no protection against .50 bullets. The top priority is to hide as soon as possible. Snipers generally won't fire easily when they are unsure of the target location. Anyone who has been professionally trained knows this.

"What's going on?" The warthog was a little confused. His ears were still buzzing from the loud noise, and the smell of blood had already reached his nose, a smell of rust.

"I don't know. It should be a sniper using anti-equipment, rushing to kill people, but he must not be very skilled, otherwise I wouldn't even have time to save you." The brown bear quickly glanced at the window. Although the reinforced glass was

It was punched through, but it was still strong and not broken anywhere. There was a hole in the glass, and spider web-like patterns started from that hole and spread out in a radiating manner.

":50. They are not here to kill you, they seem to want to capture you alive." Brown Bear closed his eyes. He was very familiar with all kinds of weapons. He was basically familiar with all kinds of weapons in his life in the military academy, including

Their lethality and the effects they will cause are all necessary lessons.

"Find him and kill him!" Warthog's face turned red, and he was very angry. Two minutes ago, he just found out that his arms deal had shrunk by 20%, and now his manager is dead in front of his eyes, or is it?

Being killed in his own house was a great shame and humiliation.

"No, it's too risky. They are hiding and we are hiding." The brown bear shook his head. No one is a fool. It's better to do less dangerous things. However, the warthog's bodyguards are not just the brown bear. The guards outside listened.

When the gunfire came, he immediately became nervous, searching for traces of the enemy, trying to deal with this daring guy. A captain-like man with a red hoop waved his arms and gave instructions. If the assassin could not be found, let the boss know.

It's definitely not as good as him.

"Bang!" The anti-material rifle was fired again. The captain of the escort team was stunned, and a large light-transmitting hole was opened in his chest. Another team member stood behind him, and the warhead passed through the captain's body.

, was directly embedded in his right chest. Although most of the kinetic energy was consumed, the bullet was still stuck in his chest, and the remaining kinetic energy directly pressed him to the ground. I don’t know if it was because of pain, pneumothorax, or

It was both. His breathing became much heavier, and some fluffy blood sprayed out from his mouth. His eyes for help drifted to the rest of the team. Just as the sniper rifle rang out, the captain fell to the ground.

At that time, everyone found a place to hide nearby, and the outside was already being targeted by snipers. Although they knew that it was impossible for snipers to take care of so many people at the same time, no one dared to take this risk. This was gambling with their own lives.

.This reminded them of the German snipers in World War II. They often held back the progress of an entire company by themselves. Fear was their most powerful weapon. They were now experiencing this fear under the gun. It was even better.

The fear of snipers in World War II is because the sniper rifle they are facing now is not the sniper rifle modified from Mauser 98k, but a serious anti-material rifle with an optical sight. One shot of 7.92 bullets may not kill them on the spot.

, but there is no chance of survival with a 12.5-caliber bullet. Whether it touches the torso or limbs, it will definitely not get anywhere.

In an unfinished building in the distance, there is an exaggerated anti-materiel rifle. The large muzzle brake and ammunition supply make people look intimidating. This is an M99 anti-materiel rifle. At this time, it

The trigger is being pulled under the finger of a young girl. She is the M99 of Team 141. On the side, 79 is acting as an observer with a telescope with a quadrant.

"Okay, this height is fine. If you hit the red heart, he won't survive." 79 put down the rangefinder. She only fully understood the use of this thing a few days ago. Now, in addition to protecting the back of the M99, she

Another duty has been added - to observe the distance and personnel for the M99. This is the original duty of a sniper deputy.

"The distance estimate is good. I, as an apprentice, still don't have a white belt." M99 said proudly, but from the beginning to the end, her eyes never left her sight.

"I was frightened by your one-shot attack. What should I do if they don't come out now?" 79 took a look through the telescope and found that almost everyone was hiding behind a tree or in a flower bed. They entered from the door.

They even ran indoors, hoping that the reinforced concrete would give them a sense of security.

"It's simple. The boss said, except for the warthog and the people around him, kill anyone else at will, and then you can hide your position." M99 clenched his fist confidently and adjusted the position of the muzzle.

"Hey, wait a minute. Kill the one who ran into the house first, and save the others from running in." 79 patted M99 on the back and stopped her from about to snap her fingers.

"It's easy to say, I didn't see where he was, how can this make me confused?" As a sniper, M99 is often unreliable. There is still a difference between her blindness and other people's blindness. Most of the blindness of others is

They all stick their guns out of the bunker and shoot randomly. Whether they can hit or not get hit all depends on whether their faith is firm enough.

"The flowerpot on the rack next to the door, try drilling it in from that position." 79 pointed the telescope at the door.

Not much to say about the M99. Anyway, I bought a lot of bullets on the black market. I don’t mind wasting one or two rounds. This gun of hers is a deterrent as long as it is here. It can scare these people to the point where they can’t even move. Scope

The reticle covered the position of the flowerpot. The M99 felt the wind, adjusted it slightly, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This was the third roar today. The bodyguards hiding behind the tree were frightened. They couldn't find a place to hide for the first time. As for whether the tree could withstand the bullet, they had no idea.

.The sound of a gunshot scared everyone. They were groping for bullet holes all over their bodies. But you don’t need to touch the bullets fired by the .50 bullet. You can’t feel the loss of such a large piece of flesh on your body.

Come out? When they came to their senses and started looking for the lucky guy who was shot, they saw this terrible scene.

This side of the villa is a small compartment, which is used as a storage room for the garden. The gardener will put all the things for gardeners here. Sometimes there are some plants that are not cold-resistant. The captain's chest just opened

When the cave was opened, a team member who had just come out of the villa took advantage of his proximity to rush into the small room and hid here. Amidst the roar, he was the least worried one, because he pressed

Judging from his perspective, he must be completely hiding in the sniper's blind spot. According to what the brown bear said, the sniper will never snipe at a target that he cannot determine, and he is definitely safe. Unfortunately, the brown bear forgot the most important thing

One point, the above article is correct, but one more thing needs to be added. Snipers will not snipe targets that they cannot determine, but that is limited to duels between snipers. Showdowns between snipers generally only involve shooting.

One shot determines victory or defeat. Either you die or I live. But when faced with infantry at this distance - let's just call them infantry, they really can't pose even a slight threat to snipers, let alone hurt them.

The sniper may kill the sniper. If it were not for the mission goal, the M99 would even dare to shoot a bullet directly to the brown bear, turning him into a dead bear.

This unlucky man became the victim of the M99. A .50-caliber bullet shattered the flower pot at that location and opened a hole in the reinforced concrete wall. The bullet hit his left collarbone, and the

He cut off more than half of his neck. He was spun around by the powerful impact and fell heavily against the door. His shoulders fell out of the door. His eyes were wide open and full of disbelief. He arrived.

I still don't know who it is that dared to take this shot without knowing the target.

The M99 in the distance still maintained the same posture as when it was fired. Due to the impact of the recoil, she did not see the moment when the bullet hit the target. She believed that 79 saw it.

"I hit." 79's tone was full of surprise. She didn't expect that this casual shot could actually hit the target.

"Next time, don't keep reporting on targets that require luck." M99 adjusted the position of the gun: "When I run out of luck, I'll go back and draw the card."

"You? Forget it." 79 rolled his eyes at M99: "You are fasting and bathing, and what you get out is blue sky and white clouds."

"That's too much!" M99 hit the floor with both fists: "What's so great about dead Europeans!"

"Yes, yes, it's nothing." 79 said with a smile on his lips: "It's just a random unlucky guy. Speaking of which, you can still use your head to draw cards. Even if he wants to draw cards, he doesn't have the head."

The M99 adjusted the gun, and she saw the results of her battle just now through the scope. The unlucky guy fell by the door at this time, and dark red blood on the ground was pouring out towards the door. His left shoulder was completely shattered, and

Half of his neck was cut off, and part of his trachea was exposed. His head was tilted to one side, and only a layer of skin was still connected. It would be absolutely crazy to say that he could still live.

"Ugly." M99 looked at it for a moment, and the instigator made this comment.

"Continue, continue." 79 urged from the side: "There is one under the flower bed next to the wall. I guess you can see it, right?"

"Please, please." M99 learned a dialect.

In the garden at this time, the corners of the mouths of these escort members could not help but tremble. It was terrible. This was really terrible. The person who had just entered the room had now fallen by the door, and the room was already filled with

It's not safe anymore. One or two of them know that it takes two and a half seconds for a sniper to aim when shooting a moving target, but they don't dare to take this risk at all. It's too dangerous. It's different from ordinary sniper rifles or precision shooters.

Rifles, these guns of theirs, if they hit some less fatal parts of the body or torso, they can still stand up and continue running with their own willpower, but that can't be done now. What they are facing is not a sniper rifle, but a sniper rifle.

It is a large-caliber anti-materiel rifle. No matter where it hits, as long as it hits, no matter how much willpower you have, you will never get up and run again. You will lose a piece of meat on your arm, no matter the impact on balance or the impact on it.

This kind of severe pain is beyond what normal people can bear. There is basically no need to think too much about the fate of a person who falls under the nose of a sniper. Even if the sniper does not fire a shot, no one dares to rescue him. The most likely outcome is

Hemorrhagic shock, bleeding to death there.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and everyone was shocked again, with their hearts in their throats. All they saw was a burst of gravel flying around the flower bed, and then a stream of blood mist rose into the sky, staining it.

The white roses in the flower bed turned red, another one died, and the fear in these people's hearts could not be increased. The flower bed was very high, and he was still lying underneath. These people scratched their heads and couldn't figure out why the sniper on the opposite side could see it.

He saw the person behind the flower bed and accurately aimed at his head, then shot it to pieces. Fear gradually spread among the crowd. They felt that the trees in front of them could no longer protect them, and they seemed to be stripped naked.
Chapter completed!