The body is slightly arched, maintaining a position where it is easiest to exert force. If the steel shell bomb fails to cause fatal damage to the enemy, Cassia will have to seize the time to kill the remaining ones while the enemy is affected by the explosion.
Two people.
It should be successful, Cassia's cross pupils reflected the gradually dimming orange light of the flare, so she thought. At least until the flare has not been completely extinguished, the remaining two people should hide honestly to avoid
The movement was too big and was discovered.
The two of them also hid behind the ancient trees and shared the information they obtained through sign language in the shadows.
"No!"
"No!"
Through the mirror, the two of them collected zero information. On the mirror, there was only a forest that gradually turned orange in color, like an oil painting that was gradually corroded by nature and was accelerating in the falling of dried paint blocks.
They failed to find the enemy. When they looked in the direction where the enemy disappeared, the traces of running were crisscrossed on the snow and extended into the darkness in the distance without a clear end point. There was only the sound of wind around them.
, the only sounds left are their own breathing and heartbeat.
There was a time when I thought that the enemy had left this place. It was eerily quiet. Apart from the two living creatures, the rest of the things here were silent inorganic objects.
Holding their breath and observing carefully again, the two of them were highly concentrated. Under the light of the flare, all the scenery was once again detailed and layered in their eyes, and some tiny details were transmitted to the brain through their sight for accelerated processing.
The two believed in their feelings. The enemy was nearby, but they were hiding very well. The information collected in their heads took a while to digest, and after about ten seconds, they might catch the enemy's tail.
The oil painting world smeared by the light of the flare is losing color and realism at an accelerating rate, and decay will soon fill the entire space. The two of them considered whether to fire another flare. Darkness itself is very dangerous, and the enemy's perception seems to be
Quite good at it too.
The two of them told each other their thoughts with gestures. The other person had already taken out a hand crossbow with arrows loaded, and was preparing to move his position and prepare to launch the second flare when the flare became ineffective. "Okay, we still have time to waste it, so don't think about the raid mission anymore." The two continued to talk, while not forgetting to look at the small mirror that penetrated the light.
The two elliptical spheres were already heading towards the two of them in a nearly straight line. The speed was very fast, and under the light of the gradually shrinking flares, they were almost invisible. Only the eyes of the two caught it.
When the two steel-cased bombs flew over, the body rushed towards both sides without the control of the brain. This seemed to be an instinctive action to avoid the bombs.
Fast and slow, the man holding the hand crossbow was obviously stunned for a moment. His head was thinking about something at this moment, and his movement of throwing down was not big. He used the ancient tree as his axis, and the distance he moved was very small, even if
In the end, most of the body was hidden within the protection of the tree trunk. The other person's reaction was great, and the distance he saved was far enough to avoid the explosion damage of the bomb by eight or nine points.
The roar of two steel-cased bombs exploded in their ears without any surprise. The snow expanded, and the impact force also passed through the air, pushing on them the next moment.
The man who was completely thrown out had only a few pieces of shrapnel flying past his body, without any real damage. He left the tree trunk shelter where he was hiding, and his body fell into the snow. In an instant,
The heart that became cold and the heavy body sank together at this time.
"Oops..." The paralysis that instantly spread throughout his body was due to the fear he felt. He wanted to stand up immediately and hide behind an ancient tree, but his body sank into the snow and struggled violently, trying to shorten this time.
But the three bullets that were staggered back and forth had synchronized with his time, like two straight lines in arithmetic, interacting with each other accurately at this time. The red blood blooming from the snow became the mark of the intersection.
In the sound of "swift,,," breaking through the air, another person also traced the red-hot ballistics back to the source of the bullet. It was on an ancient tree, and they were always overlooked by the enemy. He stood on the steel-cased bomb
On the periphery of the explosion, the power of the gunpowder explosion did not have any impact on him, but it did eat a huge number of fragments. With his back to the direction of the explosion, most of the clothes on the back of his body were in pieces, and the shrapnel penetrated the skin and embedded itself in it.
Entering the body. Blood seeped out from the small wounds, and in a short time it gathered into a blood stream, infecting the snow.
The most convenient weapon was the crossbow he was holding in his hand. Without thinking, he shot directly at the enemy's position that he judged. The flare on the crossbow drew out a smoke tail, and the light became more and more bright on the way.
The brighter it gets, the surrounding scenery is all clearly illuminated. A human-shaped black shadow also appears in the light.
At this time, he quickly went to get the gun hanging on his body. The effect of his usual practice and physical fitness showed its effect at this time. From lifting the gun, holding the gun handle, placing his finger on the trigger, and then pointing the muzzle of the gun while standing
When I saw the dark shadow on the ancient branch, my aim was also completed during this period.
Before the crosshair was completely pointed at the enemy, he pressed the trigger. The gun emitted a faint light and was brewing a long roar. At the same time, an explosion also sounded at this time.
The next moment, the firecracker, which weighed little, turned into a tonnage iron block in his hand. He felt that his upper body was a little unstable. The firecracker fell from his hand and fell into the snow in front of him. He happened to see it.
The huge hole in his waist and abdomen was gone. Nothing was left, and even he himself didn’t know why the upper body, which had lost the support of a spinal column, hadn’t broken yet.
In his eyes that were rapidly losing their luster, he saw a figure jumping down from the tree and crashing into the snow. He was wearing a mask that looked like a crow's pointed beak, and through the lenses on the mask, he could also see a pair of violent red eyes inside.
Then the figure raised his arm, and a revolver was tightly held in that hand.
"I'm still going to die." This was the last thing he thought about, and it took all his strength, so much so that he couldn't hear the gunshots that sounded not far in front of him.
Cassia let out a breath and then pulled off the mask, revealing a face that was slightly red from the stuffiness. She touched her left ear and found that the hair there was missing a little and smelled of burning. The flare above her head was still burning.
The earth shines.
"I wonder if the major and other enemy teams will see it." Cassia fired a shot, knocked down the flare, buried it in the snow, and said to himself.
After searching through everything that was left intact by the enemy, Cassia replenished the ammunition she needed, and then continued in the direction of Major Barron and the others.