(The fourth update has been updated! So tired! Take a break and make the collection and recommendations more violent! I actually coded more than 10,000 words today, I really can't believe it! Han Yixian...)

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At this time, Wang Yang did feel a net, a net that made him extremely depressed, strangling his neck as if it was about to suffocate him.

However, strangely, Wang Yang didn't have too much fear in his heart, but it was more of a kind of relief from the heart. Sometimes death is not a terrible thing, but it is terrible that dying in vain has no meaning to make people despair. What's more, even if the enemy's net is suffocating, it may not really suffocate him.

At least, he knew that he had attracted enough attention from the enemy, and the powerful US military had begun to launch a desperate attack on him, and this desperate attack was exactly what he wanted. When a car explosion came from a distance, he already knew that Kim Cheol-hyun must have another chance to escape.

Therefore, even though he attacked several extremely powerful enemies, he still had no regrets.

On the contrary, in this state of no excitement, he even felt a bizarre stimulation. He would never give up the opportunity to attack the enemy again, and should not give him a chance. Perhaps with just one chance, he could make an enemy suffocate before him.

His ears were raised high, and even his facial features became extremely sharp at this moment.

For an old hunter who has been hunting for forests for a long time, forests are actually the most honest talkers, and they can also speak, and what they say gathers in Wang Yang's brain center, but it has become his most important source of information.

The sound of the enemy who was sank in the distance was heard around Wang Yang's location, and several birds and small animals in the mountains were frightened by the sudden intrusion of humans. This information was enough Wang Yang to judge the trajectory of the enemy's invisible web.

Although the enemy behind him was fast, it had already set him a distance. He had galloped in the jungle and had never seen anyone faster than him. This was one of his capital for survival.

The enemy on the left walks more carefully and is quite slow. Either he is very vigilant or fearful.

The enemy on the right was walking slowly, but he was extremely determined, as if he was carrying an invisible pressure that made people dare not look down on him at all.

Of course, what gave Wang Yang the most headache was the guards of the two enemies in front, who left side by side for less than 30 meters, and were unfast but full of vigilance. Although the speed was slow, it undoubtedly had taken away the motivation for his advancement. Wang Yang knew very well that if he maintained this speed for three to five minutes, he would definitely bump into them.

So, at this time, Wang Yang had no choice but to do something that made the US military extremely troubled. He resolutely put the Galand sniper rifle on his side, then pulled out the military spear from his waist, suddenly turned around, and quietly approached the enemy on the left.

Since you made up a net, I will come to the military spear to tear him apart. The problem now is whether your net is harder or my military spear is sharper.

Alas, it’s a pity that it’s a military sect, and if it’s a dagger, it’s definitely easier.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang didn't know whether he should thank Gao Da's staff officer or curse Gao Xiaodong. In order to make him practice marksmanship, he confiscated the dagger that he used extremely easily. Fortunately, he left him a military stab. Otherwise, in order not to disturb other US troops, he might have to deal with a powerful soldier with bare hands, which might be even more deadly!

In the dense forest, the blade was slightly brighter, and Wang Yang finally had a head-on collision with the US Navy commandos in a state of intact.

It is also destined. Perhaps it was Wang Yang who chose the fate of the profession of sniper. He did not expect that since he stepped onto the Korean battlefield, he would have an indissoluble bond with the US Navy Commando. From the time he killed the first US Navy Commando with a butt stock, as long as he was on the Korean battlefield, he would have a fierce collision with the US Navy Commando. The sparks of each collision were as bright as meteors in the dark night.

Wang Yang would not know that the person he chose to attack was called Hughes. He never expected that Hughes was actually a veteran on the battlefield with nearly ten years of combat experience. He would not know that Hughes's responsibilities in the Marine Corps were the same as him. He was actually a sniper with super abilities. Legend has it that since he joined the army, the enemy who died under his gun had at least three digits.

The reason why he walked very slowly on the left was not that he was careful or very afraid, but that he believed in the gun in his hand, which was stronger than trusting his own skills. In his consciousness, it was actually meaningless to be too close to the enemy, because as long as the enemy appeared in his aiming range, any distance within 600 meters was a result, so why did he walk so fast?

So when he was looking for Wang Yang's position, he was extremely vigilant and conceited. The sniper rifle in his hand was always stretched flat under his cheek. He believed that as long as Wang Yang showed a little in front of him, he would never escape his ruthless sniper killing.

His eyes were sharp, his feelings were extremely sharp, and his heart was even more terrifying. All the potential that snipers should have had had had been mastered by him. He believed that no one could escape punishment in front of his sniper rifle.

But what he didn't expect was that he might not be considered a person at all. He had jungle combat experience that ordinary people could not match, and had the predation and smell of a super hunter. Wang Yang's heart was quieter than him, Wang Yang's eyes were sharper than him, and his body's sensitivity was even more incomparable. At this time, Wang Yang was like a wolf, a lone wolf who had been hunting delicious food in the forest for life.

What poor Hughes didn't expect was that a sniper who was as outstanding as him and even better than him would put down the gun in his hand and secretly approached him with a stinger, but his approach was so weird.

When Wang Yang was determined to ambush the enemy in the jungle, he became a completely replica of animals. He could slide quickly on the ground like a snake, and could also be as light and fast as a fox. Of course, if he wanted to pounce on his prey, he would definitely tear apart like a tiger or a lion.

The wind is sobbing in the forest, and the lush greenery is also lush and trees are intertwined to make rustling and strange music.

Hughes was moving forward slowly. When their nets were weaving tighter and closer to the enemy, he would feel a coldness that he could not describe spreading in his heart. This feeling was as if he had been staring at something, and the invisible gaze was filled with the ruthlessness and coldness of a wolf.

As a veteran sniper who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, like Wang Yang, Hughes also has a strong sense of danger, but if those eyes really exist, he believed that he would no longer exist.

If a sniper really aims at him, he will never give up the delicious food he gets. What's more, this feeling has been around for quite a while. He can only think that the enemy sniper he is approaching has enough danger coefficient. He can only slow down his steps again. He decided not to let go of any clues in the distance. There will be cases of capsizing in the gutter, but if they join forces with the five naval commandos to move together, he believes that it will never happen to them.

You should know that once the enemy attacks one of his comrades, he will be able to find the enemy's sniper position as soon as possible, so that he will never have any chance to escape.
Chapter completed!