The mecha I made is a big guy

Chapter 182
What Chai Jin analyzed outside the field, Weng Xin knew on the field, and no one knew better than him how crumbling the broken machine he used as a cover. Just now, three bullets almost flew past his scalp.

But the problem was that there was no other suitable shelter near this machine, and the closest place to hide was a concrete pillar two meters away from him.

Two meters away, the exposure time is too long, even if Weng Xin sprints forward, he probably will be shot, which is why he hesitated for a long time, but the current situation can no longer help him to think so much.

He gritted his teeth, arched his back and held back all his strength, and ran towards the concrete pillar suddenly.

Zhao Heng has been waiting for this moment for a long time, how could he miss it?
Just a few seconds ago, the three shots with almost no gap and full of oppressive feeling were to destroy Weng Xin's confidence in staying in place on the opposite side, so that he could only choose to transfer without thinking too much under the huge pressure.

And after those three shots, he didn't continue to shoot, but stared closely at the edge of the machine near the concrete pillar. If he had been in that position, he would definitely have taken it as his next hiding place.

A flash of gray suddenly appeared in the scope.

It's now!

"Bang!" The corner of Zhao Heng's mouth curled into a triumphant smile, and he pulled the trigger determined to win, and fired the shot straight.

The bullet passed through the space and flew out with the sound of breaking wind, carrying a light gray-black camouflage uniform with it. Below it was the figure of Weng Xin sprinting in a low profile.Zhao Heng's expression changed, and he hurriedly held his breath again, took aim, and fired.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot.

Finally, before Zhao Heng pulled the trigger for the third time, Weng Xin successfully rushed behind the stone pillar.

A burst of pain came from his left arm, and Weng Xin looked down. Although he tried his best to dodge, his left arm was scratched and hanged. gun.

He roughly knew where the other party was, but he didn't know the exact location. There was almost nothing in this factory building, and the empty building was full of echoes as soon as the gunshot was fired, echoing in all directions, which also seriously affected his ability to deal with the enemy. location judgment.

After expending so many bullets but failing to kill Weng Xin, Zhao Heng's teeth itch.He lowered his head and counted the bullets in his hand, only 32 rounds left.

This wave, blood loss.

Zhao Heng gritted his teeth angrily, picked up the sniper rifle immediately, and was submerged in the darkness. Weng Xin's hiding place is his blind spot for shooting. He needs to move and feel close to him.

The opposite side is out of bullets?After a while, Weng Xin, who didn't hear the gunshot, was a little ready to move, but he calmed down quickly—although there were a lot of gunshots just now, it was absolutely impossible for that guy to stop until there were no more shots left. His hand There must have been some bullets left on it.

Weng Xin looked around, and found a palm-sized mirror shard under the rubble. He wrapped the lower end of the shard with a military bandage and fixed it on the gun stock.

He hunched his back, and slowly, he poked out the butt of the gun with the mirror attached.

No, nothing.

The mirror turned slightly up and down, left and right, reflecting the scene in the direction of the gunshot just now, the broken railing, the bare door, but there was no one, not even a piece of clothing.

Is it hiding or is it?
Weng Xin gritted his teeth, held the gun tightly again, and stuck out his left foot, but there was still no movement on the other side.

He should have already left. As for why he changed his position, Weng Xin narrowed his eyes—the other party must want to sneak closer to him.

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Zhao Heng turned around and went downstairs lightly. After reaching the second floor, he turned around and walked towards another staircase.

The hiding place Weng Xin chose would be a blind spot if he sniped from a high floor. If he didn't go downstairs and shoot again, it would be a waste of bullets to miss him, and he might expose his position.

He has to go to the first floor and get him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng's movements became lighter, like a hyena with sharp claws, quietly approaching its prey.

On the first floor, at the entrance of the safety passage, the door here is open as he observed before.

He bent down and went downstairs slowly against the wall, holding the loaded gun in front of his chest.

When he was approaching the edge of the door, he stepped up to the right, aimed his sniper rifle, and aimed the gun at the position of Weng Xin in his memory.

What about people?Although his speed down the stairs was light, it was fast enough. This guy was beaten like that before, but he dared to come out from behind the bunker and change his position in such a short time?

However, the lobby on this floor is full of rubble, and there are not many places that can be used as shelters to mount guns. The only place to hide is the large machine that he has blown up before.

Zhao Heng was stunned for a moment, not expecting where Weng Xin could hide.

At this moment, the door that was originally opened was suddenly pushed from behind with a "bang", and before Zhao Heng had time to react, it hit his back hard, and he staggered and fell forward. A gunshot followed.

In the control room of the simulation cabin, Zhao Heng woke up with his eyes open.

Fuck!The dog in the First Military Academy didn't want to find a place to counter-snipe him when he attacked first, but he hid behind the door and swung him with the door!
What the hell?Is this fucking a sniper or a robber?Why don't you have any self-esteem as a sniper?
Zhao Heng quit the game cursing.

After successfully fighting back, Weng Xin breathed a sigh of relief and bent down to touch the corpse.

In the virtual scene created by Alpha, the corpses will not disappear, and will always exist until the end of the game, so every time you kill an opponent, you can get an extra supply.

Just at this time,

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and a figure fell from the window, startling Weng Xin.

He hastily took precautions again, proceeded cautiously and concealedly, touched the window, and took a closer look—it was a member of the Dongming Military Academy!

Chen Mengmeng's voice suddenly sounded in the earphones: "The fourth window on the third floor of the building in front of you."

Hearing this, Weng Xin looked up, but saw Chen Mengmeng waving to him from this window.

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"What did you do?" Weng Xin pointed to the "corpse" on the ground.

"Yes," Chen Mengmeng spread her hands, "on the road, I found someone who arrived one step ahead of me. I was going to go in to help you, but later I found that there was a hanging ladder on the outside, which was in a used state. I reckoned that he might not have Go into the building, look for opportunities on the outside platform, and I went to the opposite side to search for his traces."

"Okay, how do you know there are reinforcements on the other side?" Weng Xin divided half of the more than 100 bullets he found and handed them to Chen Mengmeng.

"This person has itchy hands. I killed a snake in the grass on the way here. I touched the shell and it was still warm." Chen Mengmeng replied, "The guy you met was already upstairs 10 minutes ago. Li and you are facing each other, so it is impossible to find time to fight a snake, right? So I reckon there may be reinforcements on the other side."

"Nice." Weng Xin gave Chen Mengmeng a thumbs up.

According to Chen Mengmeng, this guy had just arrived not long ago. He was on the construction platform on the second floor outside the factory. He probably received a message from Zhao Heng and planned to cover him and attack him in the hall on the first floor.

He just went up to take a look, and the angle was just right enough to aim at the place where Zhao Heng fell through the broken window.

In other words, at that moment, if Chen Mengmeng hadn't fired in time, he would definitely have been followed by the oriole.

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