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Chapter 173 Long-distance sniping

Looking at the iron cannon without a match rope in Amachi's hand, Ogata couldn't help but murmured:

"Flintlock...?"

The iron cannon in Amachi's hand is undoubtedly a flintlock gun.

But it is shorter than the flintlock gun in Ogata's impression, and the style is slightly different.

"Huh?" Seeing that Ogata actually recognized the iron cannon in her hand, a look of surprise appeared on Machi's face, "You actually know about flintlock guns? Do you also know about orchid science?"

"Know a little bit."

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you. Okay, let's talk about this topic later. Now let's get rid of the archer first."

A-Machi put away the look of surprise on his face, turned his head with a serious face, exposed his head from behind the tree trunk, and observed what was going on outside.

"Yishi. Now the archer is hiding and we are hiding. Moreover, the archer is quite cunning and knows how to constantly change his position."

"If we chase him, it will not only be very inefficient, but also very passive."

"To deal with an enemy that can carry out long-distance attacks, you have to respond with long-distance attacks."

"So I will be the bait and you will shoot. Is this your plan?" Ogata asked.

"That's right. Sorry, I have to work hard for you."

"Are your shooting skills good...?" Ogata cast a suspicious look at Omachi, "I have never heard of a ninja using an iron cannon..."

"Then you have not only heard about it, but also seen it. As for my shooting skills..."

A-Machi straightened out her towering chest, with a look of pride on her face.

"My close combat ability may not be very good, but when it comes to shooting skills, I don't think there are many people in the world who can beat me."

"...That's all." Ogata sighed softly, "Let me trust you for once. When can you start shooting?"

"anytime."

"Then I'll get on now."

After saying that, Ogata ducked out from behind the bush where he was hiding and ran outside.

In order to make it easier for the archer to shoot, Ogata rushed to an open place.





"The mouse finally got out..."

A middle-aged man hiding behind the trunk of a big tree licked his lips excitedly when he saw Ogata rushing out of the bush where he was hiding.

Looking at Ogata rushing straight towards the open area, the middle-aged man only thought that Ogata wanted to escape from here quickly.

"I won't let my prey escape."

The middle-aged man muttered like this while using skillful techniques to string the arrow.

The middle-aged man felt the current direction and strength of the wind, estimated where Ogata would be in the future, and then released the bow string without any hesitation.





Ogata heard the unique sound of the arrow cutting through the air.

As if reacting instinctively, his body rolled sideways to avoid the arrow.

Seeing that his arrow was dodged again, the middle-aged man's face showed a look of anger and frustration.

But he did not string the bow again and shoot additional shots at Ogata.

Instead, he quickly put away the bow in his hand and prepared to leave this place quickly and move to other favorable shooting points.

After shooting an arrow, you must move quickly regardless of whether it hits the target. This is the most valuable experience this middle-aged man has learned after being a killer for so many years.

However, the middle-aged man had just put away the bow in his hand, and before he could stand up, a loud noise that made the middle-aged man's scalp numb suddenly sounded:

boom!

The middle-aged man had just heard the loud noise, and before he could react to the sudden loud noise, a scorching-hot bullet hit his head, entering from the forehead and then exiting from the back of the head.

The strange liquid mixed with blood and brain matter immediately spread everywhere...

Before he could even scream, the middle-aged man died on the spot.





Atachi, who was still hiding behind the trunk of the big tree, was now sitting on the ground.

Open your legs and bend your knees, put your arms on your knees, hold an iron cannon in your right hand, and place the iron cannon above your left arm.

The left hand pinched the wrist of the right hand, and the right hand grasped the handle of the iron cannon. Because the shooting had just been completed, the index finger of the right hand was still resting on the trigger.

Atachi took a deep breath and slowly released his shooting stance.

"Yishi! The enemy has been dealt with!"





Amachi and Ogata walked towards the body of the archer, the middle-aged man, one after the other.

Seeing the archer's corpse, Atachi let out a light "Ah".

"I recognize this guy."

Amachi said softly.

"This guy's name is Fujuro, and he is also a very famous murderer."

"He was originally a skilled archer in the army."

"But because he was a pervert who loved killing, he defected from the army and became a killer who made a living by taking human lives."

"Even he was captured and brought to this island..."

Speaking of this, A-Machi chuckled a few times.

"I didn't expect that the two of us would meet such a madman who has no interest in pardon but is extremely interested in killing..."

After saying that, Atachi turned his head and looked at Ogata.

"This guy was killed by my iron cannon, so all the supplies on him belong to me, right?"

"Every opinion." Ogata shrugged, "Anyway, I have enough food now, and this guy only has a bow and arrows, not a knife. So I am not interested in him."

"Then I won't be polite."

Atachi squatted next to the middle-aged man and began to rummage through the middle-aged man's body for useful supplies.

While A-Machi was rummaging through the body of the murderer named Fujuro for supplies, Ogata looked at Fujuro's body with complicated eyes, and then looked at the position where A-Machi had just shot.

"...You can actually shoot accurately at such a long distance with an iron cannon..." Ogata said sincerely.

"Hmm."

A proud look appeared on A-Machi's face.

"Didn't I tell you everything? When it comes to shooting ability, there are not many people in the world who can beat me."

After saying that, Atachi turned his head and showed a sly smile towards Ogata.

"Don't underestimate the kunoichi."





Fujuro didn't have anything of value on him at all.

Omachi rummaged around and only found Fujuro's bag of rice balls, which was the only valuable thing on Fujuro's body.

After receiving Fujuro's rice ball without ceremony, Amachi asked Ogata:

"Can you use a bow and arrow?"

"No. What about you?"

Atachi shook his head.

"If you don't know how to do it, just smash Fujuro's bow." Ogata said without thinking, "Don't let others get Fujuro's bow."

"Hehe." Ating chuckled a few times, "What a coincidence, you and I thought of it together. Since we can't use it, we can't let anyone else use it."

After saying that, Omachi pulled out her wakizashi hanging from her lower back and cut the string of Fujuro's bow.


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