Zhao Hong was threatened by a pistol in the dark. After the pistol fired three shots in a row without hitting him, Zhao Hong finally found an opening and rolled on the ground. He then took out the pistol and saw the grass ahead.
It shook for a while and then shot out.
"Bang!"
When the shot was fired, the man over there seemed to react quickly and avoided Zhao Hong's shot.
Seeing this, Zhao Hong narrowed his eyes and immediately judged that this person was a master.
A master, a master with a gun.
This person just fired at him and attacked him continuously. If it were another person, he would have been dead long ago. He used the surrounding terrain and relied on his understanding of guns to barely dodge these three shots!
When the shot missed the person hiding in the grass, Zhao Hong also jumped into the thick grass next to him.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a bullet floated past where Zhao Hong was just now.
Seeing this, sweat dripped from Zhao Hong's forehead.
What a risk!
Zhao Hong didn't speak, he just listened to the sounds around him with all his concentration.
He is the weakest among Bai Qianqiu's disciples. When it comes to fighting with bare hands, he may also be the weakest. However, at the same time, he is the one with the strongest marksmanship in Bai Qianqiu's hands. In the past, he completed
I don’t know how many missions I’ve completed, and I was called ‘destruction’ by the enemy!
Because the pistol he likes to use is called 'Destruction'.
The most powerful thing about his marksmanship is not how accurately he shoots, it's just his basic skills, and he, with just a pistol, can see through everything and kill the enemy.
But now, Zhao Hong encountered a problem.
He knew that he had met a master who was also a master, and that this person's marksmanship might not be inferior to his. After all, there were several people from the Yun Organization who were weak. Even though he was Bai Qianqiu's disciple, facing the Yun Organization
The members don’t dare to look down upon them.
"Eighth Junior Brother cannot use guns. If he is threatened by someone with a gun, he may be in danger. I must deal with this enemy as soon as possible to help him." Zhao Hong thought silently: "There is also Junior Sister."
At this moment, in the dark night, no one moved.
silence!
silence.
Deathly silence.
You can only listen to sounds with your ears.
As a result, neither Zhao Hong nor the other person made any sound.
There is only silence here, and even people passing by will not notice that there is anyone here.
At this time, suddenly there was a sound in the jungle opposite Zhao Hong.
rustle.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong suddenly jumped out of the jungle.
The man moved, and so did Zhao Hong.
Determining the direction of the man, Zhao Hong fired fiercely, and the man also saw Zhao Hong and fired instantly. However, at the moment when the two men fired, they were not at their own positions, so the shots fired by each other missed.
other side.
The two men ran and fired.
At this time, Zhao Hong was stunned.
The man in the jungle suddenly stood up and fired a shot at Zhao Hong's original position.
Zhao Hong lowered his head in anticipation and dodged the shot. The moment he saw the man shooting, he stood up and shot at the man.
"laugh!"
Zhao Hong heard the sound of the bullet grazing the flesh. Although it was silent, he still heard it.
The magician felt a pain in his left arm, and the bullet flew directly past his left arm, causing blood to flow from his left arm. Seeing this, the magician knew that it was not suitable for fighting here, so he turned around and ran away.
Seeing that the magician was injured, Zhao Hong knew that he had to pursue the victory and immediately went into the jungle to chase the magician.
The magician ran forward, with Zhao Hong chasing after him.
In the first confrontation, Zhao Hong, as the third senior brother, had a slight victory.
Zhao Hong chased and sniffed the smells around him.
He has a unique ability to explain the taste of blood.
One of the main courses he took to learn guns was to identify the smell of blood. He would never forget the smell of blood, and now, the magician's arm was bleeding, splattering on the jungle grass in the dark night. He couldn't see
There is blood, but he can track the magician based on the smell of blood.
"hateful!"
The magician gritted his teeth. He didn't know why the other party was able to pursue him so fiercely. But soon, he remembered that the man named Annihilation who was chasing him had a nose that was more sensitive than a military dog.
.
Soon, the magician escaped from the jungle and came to the forest of Jiutai Mountain.
Seeing the mountain forest, the magician was delighted and prepared to find a big tree as a cover. However, at this time, Zhao Hong also chased him, pointed a gun at him, and fired.
The magician hid under the big tree like lightning, but Zhao Hong's shot missed.
Seeing the magician hiding, Zhao Hong quickly found a big tree and hid.
If you miss a shot, you must find a place to hide as soon as possible. This is the rule when fighting alone with others. Zhao Hong keeps it in mind.
calm--
The heart is as calm as water.
Zhao Hong thought secretly.
This is also a must-have course for shooters.
Zhao Hong and the magician each found a big tree as a cover. The distance between them was only ten meters, but at this time, no one moved. In the dark night, apart from the faint movement of wind and grass, there was only the faint sound of breathing from the two of them.
In the duel between masters, they are all waiting for an opportunity, the right opportunity.
At this moment, Zhao Hong tried his best to hold his breath, and then poked his head out of the big tree. The moment he poked his head out, he did not see the magician, so Zhao Hong quickly retracted.
At the same time, the magician noticed something and stuck his head out to see Zhao Hong. When he found that Zhao Hong had retracted, he also retracted himself.
In the blink of an eye.
As if there was a tacit understanding, the two of them poked their heads out at the same time, walked out from under the big tree, and then took out their pistols and pointed them at each other!
The same hand speed, the same decisiveness.
"The name of Destruction is indeed well-deserved!" the magician said in a dark voice.
"Magic, I haven't seen you for a long time." Zhao Hong saw the magician's face clearly and said slowly.
At this time, Zhao Hong pointed his gun at the magician, and the magician also pointed his gun at Zhao Hong. Neither of them took action easily, because they were separated from each other's hearts. Everyone knew that the moment they fired,
, based on the speed of the opponent's nerve reflexes, it is enough to shoot and kill the opponent.
If either of them shoots now, they will both end up dead. Obviously neither of them wants this.
"We couldn't tell a winner back then, but now it's a good opportunity." The magician said in a deep voice.
"I think so too." Zhao Hong's face was cold.
After saying this, Zhao Hong suddenly pulled the trigger and fired, which requires courage.
Zhao Hong fired, and the magician also fired at the same time.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
However, what ushered in were two dramatic empty shots.
Two people——
The gun in his hand was actually out of bullets.
"It seems that you haven't gotten rid of the same bad habit as me. You like to use pistols, but the shortcomings are also obvious, there are very few bullets." The magician raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Next, do you want to use hand-to-hand combat? You should
, you are not as good as me when it comes to hand-to-hand combat."
"In terms of hand-to-hand combat, your skills are no more than this. If you are willing to throw down your pistol, I don't mind playing with you." Zhao Hong sneered.
"Why don't you drop your pistol?" said the magician.
"Trusting the enemy is a stupid choice." Zhao Hong said coldly.
After saying this, Zhao Hong suddenly reached out to the place where he had the ammunition, and just like him, the magician also quickly reached for the place where the bullets were in his arms. The two of them took out their reserve bullets at the same time.
, then removed the originally empty magazine, took out a bullet and put it into the magazine.
This is a process of competing for hand speed.
Whoever loads the bullet into the pistol first wins.
Immediately, the bullets were loaded into the magazine, Zhao Hong suddenly raised his pistol, and the magician also raised his pistol. Compared with their hand speed, the difference between the two was not clear to the naked eye.
