After Chen Feng finished speaking, he assembled the sniper rifle, no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he still needs to kill the enemy in close quarters, and it is not so easy to deal with some enemies who use long-range weapons, even if Chen Feng is a congenital master, he doesn't want to take a bath in the rain of bullets.
"Brother Feng......
You be careful, you must come back, if you don't come back, we won't leave.
Gong Yinping shouted worriedly in the back.
Chen Feng waved his hand without looking back, reassuring them that some militants were not in his eyes, and he didn't just come to rescue Gong Mingjun this time, he also had to get the goods back, otherwise, the palace family's Wenxiu Terrace would not be able to be built, as for some of the good things they snatched, Chen Feng would not be polite to them, no matter how he said it, it could be regarded as his own trophies.
Chen Feng's use of a sniper rifle is not intended to assassinate, but to kill, as a master of the innate realm, he doesn't have the leisure to be a mouse, just greedy for the power of the sniper rifle, which can deal with long-range enemies, and some close-range imps don't need him to use a gun to deal with it.
"Hurry, hurry, the enemy is ahead......"
There were a lot of footsteps in front, and there were people urging them in Burmese, Chen Feng didn't even dodge, he went directly to them, and before the other party could react, he saw a black shadow flashing towards them like thunder and lightning, Chen Feng was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, these people didn't even have time to raise their guns, they heard the sound of bones shattering.
Among them, there was a guy who was lucky enough to escape Chen Feng's first wave of killing, he was so frightened that he didn't even want a gun, and he pouted his ass and wanted to run away, but he ran out less than three meters when he heard a gunshot behind him, and his head exploded like a watermelon, leaving only half of his head hanging around his neck, Chen Feng stood in a pile of corpses, blowing a puff of sniper smoke, his expression was extremely hideous, once the killing began, there could be no pity, otherwise it would be you who died, This is a valuable experience that he has learned countless times with blood.
At this time, in the large square of the village, a man wearing a Wa military uniform was angrily gathering the army, his lair was actually broken in, and people were rescued, this is okay, no matter who did it, he wants the other party to die without a place to bury!
In the square, whether it is the old man or the child, they all have weapons in their hands, and they listen to their leaders losing their temper in fear, and some children even play with guns more skillfully than some adults, as if a pure angel has fallen into hell, this should not be their life, like their age should be in the campus, but this place only has merciless killing, pure hearts have long been artificially distorted, and some of the red little faces are just a deep - Angry!
Chen Feng carried the sniper rifle behind his back, holding two AK47 automatic rifles in his hands to fill the bullets, AK47 has always been loved by militants everywhere, it is not unreasonable, this classic automatic rifle, stable performance, cheap, there are many girls married, and even the dowry is not a chicken, duck, cow or sheep, but a handful of AK47, which is also a symbol of wealth.
Chen Feng held two AKs in his hands and wore a pair of sunglasses to prevent the light from the bullets from hurting his eyes, not to pretend to be handsome, he kicked the gate of the village away with a big foot, and shot while walking, he didn't even need to aim, if a soldier with strict training was the king of killing, then a master of the innate realm with an AK47 automatic rifle was a god of death!
Chen Feng's every move within 100 meters could not hide his induction, a guy who was hiding in a small window upstairs and was about to shoot Chen Feng, before he could pull the trigger in his hand, a bullet had already passed through the window and hit him in the center of his forehead, and when he fell, he didn't know what was going on, and he was shot.
Chen Feng is still like a god of death falling from the sky, shooting all the way over, he has emptied the bullets of two guns, one bullet kills a person, you can imagine how many people he killed, but his expression is still very calm, there are no waves on his face, as if he doesn't feel anything at all, mercy will only let him lie in this mud and turn into a pile of dung, if they don't die, then it is him and Gong Yinping who die.
Since ancient times, murderers have always killed them, either you die or I live, Chen Feng never thought that he would go to heaven after death, if there really is a heaven?
Chen Feng had already passed the stage of post-traumatic sequelae of murder, and these scenes could not shake his heart at all, at this time, Chen Feng suddenly sensed that there was a threat coming from behind him, he immediately pulled out a sniper rifle and aimed it at him, and was about to pull the trigger, when he suddenly found that the other party was a child, seeing that he was not about ten years old, holding a gun in his hand and aiming it at Chen Feng.
"Little ghost, put down the gun in your hand, I don't want to hurt you."
Chen Feng said to him in Burmese.
The little kid put down his hand in fear, his body trembled a little, like a poor kitten, Chen Feng turned around and planned to stop caring about him, suddenly his eyes were cold, and he shot behind him without looking back.
Bang!
A bullet passed through the child's head, his little head was beaten into a ball of tofu by the bullet of the sniper rifle, before he fell, the gun in his hand also rang out, the bullet shot on the ground, splashed a ball of mud, the mud water fell, and his clothes were soaked with a bang, it turned out that he took advantage of Chen Feng when he turned around, and shot him, but how could his actions be hidden from Chen Feng?
Chen Feng's mood seemed a little heavy, not because he killed the child himself, but because he felt an inexplicable sadness about their fate, originally they should have a brilliant future, but now they are just a pile of flower fertilizer in the mud, at this time, in this village, in addition to the escape, only the little leader is left standing in the middle of the square, looking at Chen Feng in disbelief, just a few minutes, this man slaughtered his subordinates, is he a man or a devil?
Chen Feng may have killed a little kid just now, making his temper seem a little irritable, so he didn't ask, just "Bang bang!"
Two shots broke his legs.
The little leader let out a terrible scream, and in a normal way, he fell to his knees, and looked at his two legs, which had been shattered by large-caliber bullets, as if he were killing a pig, and rolled around on the ground, and the blood on his legs flowed out, staining the whole ground, mixed with the black mud on the ground, and after a while, it became a red ground.