Chapter 449: Where is the devil warrior

Life is so lowly in the face of a cruel war.

For the king of the jungle, the weak flock and life are gifts from nature. Major Winster, who has long been accustomed to this jungle law, always thought he was at the high end of the food chain, but today someone told him that the same elite opponent showed his strong side in front of him, which made him feel so irresistible.

At this moment, Major Winster was very urged to compete with him. Even if he was injured now, he might not be able to hold up his right arm even if he was not injured.

However, in this world, there will never be more than two people who know that he is really powerful in his left hand. The reason why there are so few people who know that he is better at shooting with his left hand than his right hand. All the people who are dead under his gun. They are used to describe his instructor in the US Navy Commando after hard training. Then Winster has a golden left hand, and when the left hand comes out, no one can compete with him.

Humans are really a strange creature. They were thinking about surrendering and not saving their lives, but once they were safe, Major Winster immediately thought of how to attack, and seemed to have forgotten the choice that made him crazy just now.

The volunteer army in front of them was very well trained. Under the surveillance of the three people behind the rear, all the South Korean soldiers who tried to rush out of the South Korean camp were killed. Almost no one could threaten the evacuation of this team of volunteer soldiers. However, since these volunteer soldiers were all attracted by the South Korean soldiers, Major Winster was given the opportunity to act.

Sometimes those cannon fodders that are disliked are very useful. This is Major Winster's evaluation of the South Korean soldiers who went to die one after another, because if these South Korean soldiers were not killed by the guns of volunteer snipers, he would never dare to move, and the enemies in front of him would never be able to look at them.

If you want to fight again, you must obtain the right weapon. What Major Winster was more depressed was that the volunteer soldier just now picked up the familiar Galanbei sniper rifle, but Major Winster found his target again.

With his right arm stretched forward, then his left foot was pushed, and his waist was exerted, Major Winster's body rushed forward.

It was not until this time that Major Winster had the chance to show his outstanding battlefield operation ability as a super trump card. Just as Wang Yang and the others retreated back, Major Winster's body, which was originally like a corpse, came alive in an instant, and rushed silently like a poisonous snake and then broke into the bombed wooden house again.

Their shelter had turned into ruins, the quilts on the bed were still on fire, and the ground was filled with debris from the explosion. Major Winster quickly swept the room with the gaze, and soon he found his target.

A dead body appeared in front of him. His young body had become stiff and pale. He was a little black and blue under the light. What was even more terrifying was that there was a very strange black hole on his face. Because of the impact of the huge bullet, it destroyed his mouth and nose. The dark liquid was flowing in the hole, and a lot of liquid had solidified, emitting a breath of death.

This is Hogan. At this moment, his eyes were not closed yet. Major Winster even saw confusion and disbelief in his eyes, but he no longer had any vitality in life. His soul was no longer here. His body had died, and he had bid farewell to this war game.

Facing the body of his comrades, Major Winster's ugly face was not sad or angry, but only a kind of contempt for the weak. For the US Navy Commando members who have always been domineering on the battlefield, there were no comrades and brothers on the battlefield. In their eyes, there were only two distinctions between the weak and the strong. Hogan was not only dead, but also fell into the state of death with his companions. If it weren't for his comrades, Major Winster would have vented his anger with a hasty body.

Extending his intact left arm, Major Winster grabbed Hogan's body. He grabbed it with his hand and found what he needed. This was Hogan's Galand sniper rifle, which belongs to the same model as Major Winster's gun. The only difference is that the bullets in this gun must have not been personally corrected by Major Winster, and Major Winster did not test the aiming settings of the gun.

However, none of these could affect Major Winster's fighting spirit. When he thought of the humiliation he had just suffered, and when he finally captured the Volunteer Army's Xiaolong Special Forces Brigade, Major Winster felt his blood boiling and full of fighting spirit.

With a shot in his hand, Major Winster immediately responded to his confidence. Now his wife is no longer a weak person, and he has become the top of the food chain that controls life and death on the battlefield. He is determined to pay the price for their actions. Even if he is injured, he will not take these opponents into consideration.

The real battle is coming. Now, contrary to the beginning of the battle, he exchanged the roles of the Xiaolong Special Forces Brigade. Now he is in the dark, and the special forces soldiers of the Volunteer Army are in the dark.

Let you also know how powerful I am, and wait for my crazy revenge, Major Winster shouted in his heart with hatred.

Soon, he got the Galand rifle and checked the loading of the ammunition inside. Major Winster listened to the gunshots outside, and then rushed to the huge rock position where the volunteer soldiers were hiding.

Bang bang!

The gunshots came, and then screams came from Major Winster. It was obvious that two more South Korean soldiers were knocked to the ground.

Twist, this is a heavy machine gun roaring, and the bullets swept out of the gun chamber frantically. Needless to look at it, Major Winster knew that the South Korean camp behind would definitely become chaotic. The power of this kind of bullet would be huge. When hitting the wooden stake, the wooden stake would be turned into two sections. The South Korean camp behind would have to be in chaos.

In this case, Major Winster secretly poked his head out of his current position, and the gun he held in his left hand began to be mounted on the boulder, ready for battle at any time.

The situation in front of him was as expected. Although there were only three volunteers who had cut off the rear, the three snipers and firepower players cooperated with a considerable tacit understanding, which actually left the South Korean officers and soldiers with no room for fighting back. More and more enemies fell, and the South Korean officers and soldiers were angry and afraid, but they had no way to deal with them.

"Idiot, use a mortar, do you still have Bazouka?"

Seeing this scene, Major Winster, who had recovered his fighting spirit, had the urge to kill the commander of the South Korean troops. These idiots' combat adaptability was really poor. Faced with such obvious enemies, the volunteers had strangled them in a favorable position for five or six minutes, but these guys did not come up with any solution. What's so annoying is that they are all American equipment. Yesterday, Major Winster even guided these wastes as military advisers to use Bazouka well, but at this critical moment, none of these idiots remembered these very sharp long-range weapons? The gunshot technique is not as good as others. They can also pose a threat to the volunteers with cannons and shrapnel!

"Where are you there, I will find you first, my dear 'Devil Warrior'!"

But at this time there was no time to curse those idiots. Major Winster took advantage of the lack of volunteers to notice him, and he had already begun to pick up the gun in his hand and search for his target.

At first glance, the three volunteers who had just lurked, could immediately see the heavy machine guns roaring. This point was very easy to find. Looking at the figure behind the fire, Major Winster believed that as long as he was willing to shoot, he could get rid of the volunteer army.

There is also a volunteer sniper in the Ming Dynasty next to it. Now, South Korean soldiers are dealt with by his bullets as soon as they emerge. Although they cannot be said to be killed by one shot, his eyes are extremely tricky. He can find enemies who are intended to aim at at an extremely fast speed. His bullets can always make these guys become honest immediately, or just pile them up.

This Volunteer Army sniper is not difficult to solve for Major Winster. At least from his current sniper position, the Volunteer Army sniper is completely exposed to his firepower. He can shoot whatever he wants, and one shot can make the Volunteer Army go to hell.

But even so, Major Winster still did not shoot, he was still looking for the Volunteer Army sniper who started to make him fearless, that "devil warrior". Major Winster felt that the Volunteer Army's sniper was too sharp, resolute, and courageous, and felt that it was so accurate that it made people crazy. This was definitely not something ordinary Volunteer soldiers could do, even their elite special forces. Such people were already standing at the top of the food chain on the battlefield, at the same height as him.

As a sniper soldier who is extremely calm, Major Winster knew that he must not be attracted by the two targets he was eyeing. He was not an ordinary cannon fodder unit. He did not need to leave his life here in order to kill a volunteer army. Captain Johnson once said a very reasonable thing, that is, if you want to destroy your opponent well on the battlefield, you must first save your life.

Major Winster knew very well that even if he killed all the two volunteers in the Ming land at an extremely fast speed, he would also be exposed that the "devil warrior" who had not been discovered by him might give him a fatal shot, and he would never have the chance to investigate.

Therefore, Major Winster knew deeply that if he wanted to keep all three volunteer soldiers, the key thing was that he had to find the "devil warrior".

But where is the ‘Devil Warrior’? Major Winster’s eyes couldn’t help but look at the position where he found the ‘Devil Warrior’, but what he frustrated him also imagined was that the trace of the ‘Devil Warrior’ was gone. As a qualified battlefield sniper, he would never shoot at two different targets at the same place. This is definitely a taboo for snipers and one of the laws for snipers to survive on the battlefield. He has indeed transferred his position.

So where would he be? Major Winster was still not in a hurry, because he knew that it was useless to be anxious, but the sniper's other impolite patience was enough. He immediately observed the positions of the three volunteer snipers, and then first judged that if it were him, as a hidden sniper, he would occupy that position.

There are three positions, and these three positions are very suitable for sniping at any position on this high ground. If it were him, he would definitely choose one of them. But the question is, which position in these three positions is attracted by the "Devil Warrior"?

"Damn, these pigs are only thinking about using mortars and Bazuka now?!"

Major Winster was proofreading and searching carefully at these three locations, but a strange feeling suddenly surged into his heart. He found that the volunteer soldier who was sniping in front suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised. Then he shouted something at the volunteer soldier who was driving heavy machine guns. Then they seemed to have plans to evacuate, because Major Winster suddenly saw that the volunteer soldier began to speed up the shooting frequency, which made the South Korean soldiers seem to be unable to raise their heads, and even the gunshots were much thinner. Feeling this situation, Major Winster couldn't help but turn back. Sure enough, from his position, he saw several South Korean soldiers hiding behind an armored vehicle in a battalion and carrying mortars. There was also a Bazouka beside them, but no one dared to stick out his head to shoot.

"It's better to use it than useless, maybe this is an opportunity!"

Although these South Korean soldiers are too idiotic and are only using them now, Major Winster thought that they were better than not. These volunteer snipers obviously discovered that they had also discovered it. I believe they didn't have to resist the artillery fire of these South Korean soldiers. Then they would definitely retreat. As soon as they retreat, it might be the best time for him to attack. Thinking of this, Major Winster couldn't help but get excited. He cheered up and stared at the high ground. At this time, he didn't have to look for the "devil warriors" too deliberately. He believed that as long as these volunteer soldiers retreated, the "devil warriors" would be exposed, and he must seize this opportunity.

"Damn, these bastards have beaten up there, a bunch of trash!"

A sharp sound passed through the sky, followed by a loud bang. The South Korean soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicles did fire their shells, listening to the shells flying happily. He was full of hope that the shells could hit the volunteers and cause some trouble for them. Even if he was panic, he would create a chance for him. But what made Major Winster a little crazy was that these South Korean idiots actually shot the shells into the valley on the right. Taking advantage of the spark, Major Winster even saw the young volunteer soldier operating heavy machine guns showing a disdainful sneer on the young face. Major Winster had the desire to shoot these South Korean idiots.

However, even so, Major Winster immediately raised his spirits after cursing, because it was obvious that after the South Korean soldiers fired the artillery, the three-member team of the Volunteer Army decided to evacuate. The volunteer soldiers who operated heavy machine guns fired the bullets in the gun at a very fast speed as if they were venting, and then picked up a rifle from their side and began to quickly withdraw backwards.

Soon, the soldier retreated to a hill behind the sniper soldier and set up his gun. He fired two bullets in a row, causing a scream from the South Korean camp. Then the volunteer army who began to cover him was sniping in front of him. He met two people. One of the two volunteer soldiers excluded and the other retreated and cooperated extremely closely, and disappeared at a very fast speed on the high ground where they began to snipe.

Looking at the performance of these two volunteers, Major Winster did not recover for a long time, and then he felt cold sweat from his forehead. He never expected that the cooperation between the two would be so close. What he didn't expect was that the Volunteer soldier who fired with heavy machine guns was abstractly riding a rifle, but his sniping ability also made Major Winster feel heartbroken.

What kind of team is this? Every volunteer soldier has such high sniping ability and tactical qualities? At this moment, Major Winster seemed to have a lot of waves in his heart. He finally understood why the soldiers in the US Navy Commando who had fought on the Korean battlefield for several years changed their faces when they heard the name of the Xiaolong Special Forces Brigade.

It turned out that they were not exaggerating at all. In Major Winster's opinion, the attack ability of these volunteer soldiers was far stronger than they described. This series of changes was as fast as a blink of an eye. In just a while, Major Winster had not even decided whether to snipe the two volunteer soldiers. The two volunteer soldiers were no longer seen.

To be honest, it was not that Major Winster did not want to snipe these two volunteers, but he was very confused and very scared. It was the "Devil Warrior" who had never fired a single shot since he came out, as if his people had disappeared. As long as this "Devil Warrior" did not appear, Major Winster would not dare to move at all.

A tiger in the light is not scary. The most terrifying thing is the poisonous snake hidden in the dark. This is the hunters' understanding of the jungle and the fear in Major Winster's heart now.

"Can it be that the 'devil warrior' has left long ago?"

"So should I follow up and give these two volunteer soldiers a fatal blow?"

"No, it can't be like this, something is wrong!"

"These volunteer soldiers have such excellent combat qualities, and they cannot expose the two soldiers to the sight of our snipers. The 'Devil Warrior' has absolutely not left!"

"Do you wait and see if the situation depends? Or follow up!"
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