The darkness and tranquility of the night were constantly broken by the continuous sound of gunfire.
When the whistling and explosions of artillery shells also joined in, the whole night was destined to be unquiet.
Su stood in front of a large-caliber mortar, watching the shell draw a wide arc and land accurately behind a four-story office building several hundred meters away.
Then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and flames even sprayed out from the windows in front of the building.
Several figures were rushed out from behind the building by the shock wave like catkins blowing in the wind.
Even Su, who was standing several hundred meters away, could feel the heat rushing towards his face.
Su gently kicked the mortar upright, which had moved slightly due to the recoil.
Then he put the azure-painted shell in his hand into the barrel, then turned around and walked into the darkness, not caring at all.
Go and see the results.
There was another sharp scream in the night sky, and the blue-glowed shells fell high and hit the crumbling office building.
After two shots, the entire Scorpion of Disaster team based in this office building was destroyed.
In this era, the principle of mortars is still the same, but the power of the shells is several times greater, catching up with the heavy artillery of the old era.
However, the effectiveness of this kind of area-killing weapon is plummeting with the improvement of human capabilities, but it is still effective against Scorpions of Disaster, soldiers whose bodies are almost the same as ordinary humans.
Just three seconds after Su left, several large-caliber bullets flew over and landed where he was originally standing.
One of the bullets directly destroyed the mortar.
After days of fierce fighting, weapons were scattered everywhere on the battlefield.
Not only mortars, but even a heavy howitzer, Su found one.
These heavy firepower might be ineffective against ability users, but they would cause huge damage to the Scorpion of Disaster.
Su was like a ghost under the night, constantly wandering around the battlefield, using all the weapons he found to kill the enemy.
Before going into battle, Su had dedicated half a day to learning how to operate various weapons, and firing a cannon was only the simplest part of it.
During the guerrilla war, Su not only killed a large number of ordinary soldiers, but also successfully lured those hiding in the darkness out of their lairs.
A few kilometers away, there was a harsh sound of rubber rubbing against the ground.
A high-power off-road vehicle suddenly stopped.
Its thick tires plowed four deep grooves on the ground.
Its huge body can hold at least ten people.
Several people were already somewhat close to the truck.
Before the off-road vehicle stopped, a young man jumped out of the vehicle.
He looked like he was in his early twenties, with a childish look on his face.
He is not tall, but very thin, probably less than fifty kilograms.
On such a cold night, he was actually wearing only a shirt on his upper body and only fastened a few buttons, exposing most of his chest.
The pair of jeans with holes all over his lower body didn't seem to do much to keep out the cold.
As soon as he got off the car, he put his hands in his pants pockets and walked around the off-road vehicle with a typical cynical gait.
A faint yellow light flashed in his eyes.
After finishing the lap, the young man immediately called out: "Come down and stop lazing in the car, that cute little sheep is nearby."
Following the young man's cry, two people of different shapes quickly jumped out of the off-road vehicle.
The young man rushed forward and punched the big man who jumped down behind him in the face.
He actually knocked the strong man who was twice his size away and hit the body of the off-road vehicle hard, destroying the strong thin armor.
A hole was created.
"No. 19, you're coming down too slow," the young man shouted coldly.
The strong man turned over and climbed up.
After being hit by such a heavy punch, he just shook his head and wiped the blood from his mouth.
Facing the thin young man, he seemed to have encountered a natural enemy.
He didn't even have the courage to fight back and carefully hid aside.
The young man glanced at the off-road vehicle again and said with a sneer: "No. 7, do you still want me to pull you off myself?"
A lazy voice sounded from the off-road vehicle: "No. 5, if you really want to do this, then come on, I will wait for you."
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The young man's pale yellow eyes suddenly lit up, and his pupils shrank into a narrow slit.
He stared at the compartment of the off-road vehicle like a thin wolf, and said slowly: "No. 7, I remember this sentence. .
When this battle is over, I will let you know why I am No. 5 and you are only No. 7.
A little difference is also a gap.
Now I am the battlefield commander.
You'd better get out of here.
Otherwise, don't blame me.
Report your behavior to Master Pandora."
There was a hum in the carriage, and a bald head reluctantly poked out from the roof of the carriage, followed by an upper body with overdeveloped muscles, and then two thick thighs in tight leather pants.
The rifle he was holding was unusually long.
It turned out to be a super-large-caliber sniper rifle.
This gun was somewhat inconsistent with his body shape.
When the bald man still had one foot stuck in the car, his body suddenly shook.
He didn't dare to turn his head and glance at it.
He didn't care about his leg that was still stuck in the car, and threw himself directly on the ground outside the car.
"Hide quickly!"
No. 5 shouted almost at the top of his lungs.
However, it was a little late for him to scream.
A deep groove suddenly appeared on No. 7's back, and then blood suddenly spurted out.
The blood mist that was nearly two meters high was like a flag.
Although he escaped the vital point, in a hurry, Unable to completely dodge the bullets flying from the darkness, he was still seriously injured.
The gunshot wound on his back severed many important muscles.
Even after treatment, No. 7's overall combat effectiveness as a sniper will be reduced by nearly half.
With a plop, No. 7's huge body fell heavily to the ground.
In addition to the injuries on his back, his left leg also showed a strange angle.
He groaned, turned over and sat up.
Just as he stretched out his hand to his left leg, his expression suddenly changed, and he jumped sideways with all his strength, no longer caring about the broken left leg.
Where he was sitting, a thick column of air mixed with mud and rocks suddenly exploded, splashing up to a height of more than two meters.
The power of this bullet was almost comparable to that of a powerful machine gun.
As a sniper , although No. 7’s body is huge and strong, its defense power cannot be improved after all.
Compared with high-level combat domain ability users, if he was hit by this shot, one of his legs would be directly broken.
However, his almost desperate dodge just now also caused more injuries to the broken left leg.
The cross section of the leg bone The inside of the injured leg has become a mess after frustrating each other.
Although his body has resilience comparable to that of a reptile, this kind of injury cannot be recovered by itself.
"Damn it, he's still a sniper.
Damn it, No. 7, please suppress him."
No. 5 roared and gave the order.
Only then did he remember that No. 7 had been disabled and he was the only one in the team.
Sniper.
"Why the hell didn't I just blow your lazy pig's head off?"
No. 5 cursed bitterly at the embarrassed No. 7.
He didn't expect that Su was actually a sniper even more powerful than the so-called super level.
When Su was aiming and locking, he didn't feel anything at all.
He could only feel it when bullets far exceeding the speed of sound came close to him.
The best way to deal with snipers is to use sniper suppression as well.
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Originally, No. 7 was a sniper of the same level as Su, but unfortunately, he was disabled by two bullets before he even climbed out of the off-road vehicle.
I really don’t know whether it was No. 7’s bad luck or Su’s good luck.
However, Su's good luck ends there.
No. 5 stood carelessly in the glare of the off-road vehicle's headlights, sneering, not afraid of becoming the target of Su's sniper attack.
He is not as clumsy as No. 7.
With his inhuman reaction speed and perception ability, he can dodge as long as he senses a sniper bullet within a range of 50 meters.
There is another way to deal with snipers, and that is close combat.
No. 5 pointed toward the darkness ahead and said, "He is hiding in that direction, about 1,500 meters away.
You two, No. 13 and No. 19, rush over and catch him."
The two strong men looked at each other.
Although they hesitated, they gritted their teeth and rushed into the night.
Although Su's sniping skills made them deeply afraid, if they charged forward, they would most likely be seriously injured and not killed.
However, if they didn't charge, the infamous No. 5 would kill them now.
No. 5 separated two thin threads of perception and tied them to No. 13 and No. 19, who were changing directions and charging.
There was a flash of fire in the darkness in the distance, and No. 13 suddenly fell to the ground, then jumped up again and continued to rush forward.
"Good luck" No. 5 stood leisurely in front of the off-road vehicle, thinking happily.
He took out a photo from his arms, stared at the face in the photo, which although covered with an eye patch, was still no less beautiful than the stunning woman, stretched out his scarlet tongue, and licked Su's face completely from bottom to top.
Pass.
However, he knew that the closer they got to that little sheep who would shoot cold shots, the more dangerous No. 13 and No. 19 would be, because the time left for them to react would become shorter and shorter.
At a distance of 1,000 meters, the fire from the sniper's muzzle flashed again.
The body of No. 19, who was slightly unresponsive, swayed, and the painful feeling was clearly transmitted to No. 5 through the thin sensory threads.
Seeing No. 19 getting up again and continuing to charge forward, No. 5 showed a cruel smile on his lips.
This time No. 19 could only be regarded as slightly injured, but his thigh was just scratched.
But his luck had ended here.
He believed that the little sheep named Su wouldn't be so retarded as to waste the next bullet on the faster and more agile No. 13. 700 meters.
This time there was no fire, only the sound of gunfire coming from the darkness.
No. 19 suddenly jumped up, and then as if he was hit by an invisible hammer, his body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
A huge wound suddenly appeared in his abdomen, and almost all of his intestines and the entire lumbar spine were mixed.
They spurted out together, leaving only a terrifying hole in their original location.
"Smart guy, but he's just not very lucky."
No. 5 thought as he pulled out two thin and soft daggers from his waist and shook them in the night wind.
The daggers immediately buzzed and were obviously extremely sharp. .
No. 19 jumped up the moment before being shot, regaining a complete brain, heart and lungs at the expense of all the organs in his abdomen.
With this kind of injury, even if he goes back to recondition his body, No. 19's ability will be weakened, and his status will be reduced accordingly.
He may drop to the bottom No. 22, if no new players appear.
But no matter what, he saved his life.
No. 5 arched his body, the yellow light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sensory thread became tighter and tighter.
When No. 13 rushed to a distance of less than 400 meters from Su, No. 5 suddenly jumped up, like a light smoke.
Disappear into darkness.
In just an instant, No. 5's speed has reached three times that of No. 13.
No. 13 is agile, fierce, and has outstanding melee capabilities.
If he is given enough time, he is very likely to catch Su, the little sheep.
This is something No. 5 will never tolerate.
The off-road vehicle's engine kept roaring, but the rumbling mechanical noise still couldn't suppress the heavy breathing in the back of the car.
The sound of breathing was like the whistling wind, and like a hibernating prehistoric dinosaur.
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Every time he breathed in and out, the heavy off-road vehicle with alloy armor was vibrating accordingly.
There was a lot of space in the carriage, and in fact nearly half of it was occupied by this guy who never got out of the car.
According to Pandora, No. 5 is the commander of the battlefield, but after finding Su, he is the main force launching the attack.
But No. 5 doesn't think this big guy will be of any use.
He has seen this kind of guy with muscles in his head many times.
Perhaps relying on the terrifying physical strength and super defense, this big guy can defeat a pair of people.
One is better than No. 5 in a duel, but that is just a duel.
To win on the battlefield, you still have to rely more on wisdom.
No. 5 decided to personally bring this beautiful little sheep to the apostles.
Of course, he would have enough time to do enough things to this little sheep before doing so.
Su's sniping skills are indeed good, on par with No. 7, but this does not pose a threat to No. 5.
He is not afraid of sniping at all.
No. 5 believed that a battle of this level would not require dispatching the big idiot in the carriage who only knew how to eat and sleep. 200 meters.
No. 13 was very lucky.
He instinctively dodged Su's last sniper attack and rushed towards Su's sniper position at full speed.
As expected by No. 5, Su had no chance to shoot again and had to throw the sniper rifle away.
On the ground, he jumped out of the shallow pit that was used as a sniper position, and immediately got into a fight with No. 13 At this time, No. 5 was less than 100 meters away from Su.
His body was leaning forward so that it was almost parallel to the ground.
The two swords dragged behind him were stirred by the air current, and they couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
It only takes 3 seconds for No. 5 to rush into the battle circle between the two, and then knock down this cute little sheep with his own hands.
If No. 13 wants to take the credit, then No. 5 does not mind sending him back to the brewing tank, or It's also a good idea to leave a body here.
Three seconds later, No. 5 rushed into the battlefield as he wished, but the battle between Su and No. 13 ended much faster than he expected.
Another thing that exceeded his expectations was that the one who fell was No. 13, who was good at close combat.
Suning stood still, looking very relaxed and content.
A short, thin handleless blade danced nimbly between the slender fingers of his right hand, like an elf full of spirituality.
Su looked at No. 5 and smiled, like a fox welcoming a hen.
No. 5 began to feel bitterness in the depths of his throat, and his palms began to sweat involuntarily.
He finally realized that close combat was Su's real strength
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