Female president's private killer

"Anyway, there are no outsiders here..." Lao Niao was a little dissatisfied, but he was soon interrupted by Duan Laosan: "don't talk nonsense! Go! Fool! Kill that wolf! "

The name of fool is very stupid, and people are also very stupid, but his actions are not stupid at all. He quickly took out pieces of scattered parts from the wide backpack behind him, and divided three into five into two to form a very simple but powerful sniper gun.

He put up his sniper gun and slowly trapped the wolf with the cross star in his sight. The first wolf is one kilometer away from the cave. It is obviously more alert and agile than ordinary wild wolves.

If you want to hit at this distance, you still have a simplified sniper gun in your hand. Whether you can hit it depends on your luck.

"We have to find a way to kill it!" The fool kept repeating to himself, and the cross star patiently moved with the wolf.

Finally!

The wolf straightened his body and stretched his nose to smell something in the air. Of course, the fool wouldn't miss such a rare opportunity. He immediately pulled the trigger decisively!

Bang!

The huge recoil force hit the fool heavily on his shoulder and pushed him back ten centimeters. However, the fool could see clearly in the sight glass. At the moment when the muzzle of the gun emitted sparks, the wolf suddenly fell down with incredible agility and disappeared among the wolves! A second later, a huge blood flower bloomed on a wild wolf, cutting off almost all its flexible and powerful waist. However, the fool's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. There is only one such opportunity. Since it is missed, there is no next time.

The fool weakly buried his head in his arm.

A rough, powerful and warm hand patted the fool on the shoulder, and then the unique calm voice of Duan Laosan sounded in the fool's ear: "in the past 20 years, I have done a lot worse than this. Don't think too much. "

Three days have passed.

The first wolf is still coordinating and commanding the actions of the wolves and maintaining order. Those wild wolves who refused to obey were torn and killed by it one by one. When necessary, it still walks alone, but never stays in one place. More often, it is completely hidden in the wolves. Apart from the appearance of the wolf, it is more like a calm, cruel and cunning human commander in every way.

But no one found that on the ridge, a pair of beautiful and unspeakable eyes were staring at the wolf. The shadow fell on the ridge overlooking the whole valley at some time. The thick Tan blanket wrapped the whole body, making the shadow perfectly integrated with the surrounding rocks.

I don't know how long I observed. Finally, a muzzle wrapped with brown cloth stretched out from under the blanket, and the old collimator above the muzzle slowly caught the wolf's head.

The body of the gun is stretched out by less than half. It can be seen that it is an enhanced and improved version of an old rifle, and it has been modified manually. After simple solidification and modification, the gun body can shoot more powerful bullets, and a section of steel pipe is added to the barrel to make the range longer.

However, there is no advanced sight on the rifle, not even an old-fashioned ruler, but only the most primitive collimation. The straight-line distance from the muzzle of the gun to the head wolf exceeds 1500 meters. Even if the range of this old rifle is enough, whether it can hit or not can only depend on luck, but also extraordinary luck.

The muzzle of the rifle swings slightly with the movement of the wolf, which is almost accurate to microns.

Bang! Huge and rough gunshots rang through the valley!

The wolf's thick chest almost burst open. He lowered his head and fell to the ground as soon as he saw his terrible wound.

The first wolf fell, and the wolves immediately fell into chaos. Most of the wild wolves were angered and ran back and forth throughout the valley, looking for the murderer who dared to provoke the whole wolves. However, in the wind echoing in the valley, there was no abnormal smell except the gunpowder smell scattered everywhere. Several wild wolves with the sharpest sense of smell had rushed up the ridge, but it was already empty. Dozens of angry wolves rushed to the cave where Duan Laosan and others were hiding.

Such a charge is tantamount to suicide. More than 40 strong wild wolves were shot down one by one when they rushed ten meters away from the hole. The only effect was that it consumed one-third of the ammunition of the whole Orion team.

After another half an hour, the wolves began to get more restless and restless. A strong male wolf began to roar and howl frequently, trying to take over the position of the first wolf.

Seeing this scene, the hunter of Duan Laosan's team became nervous again. Although the wolf was much stronger than the ordinary wild wolf and did not have the wisdom of the original wolf, who knows what will happen after the wolf group regenerates the first wolf.

"Bang!"

Another shocking gunshot sounded, and the new wolf fell in response.

This time, the fool finally saw a wisp of smoke from the back of the opposite mountain. He immediately took out his telescope and looked opposite. In the lens, he saw only a piece of jagged rocks and no half a person at all.

"What is the shooting distance?" Duan Laosan didn't know when he fell next to the fool and asked in a low voice.

The fool estimated the distance and whispered, "1500 meters."

His voice was a mixture of envy and envy. The ability to hit accurately at this distance and hit both goals means that the other party's attainments in sniper guns have far exceeded him.

The sound of gunfire is rough and thick, with the unique smell of metal gunpowder of old guns. The Orion team, whether new or old, are almost experts in the field of firearms. The sound of guns does have a lasting appeal in their ears.

The sniper hiding in the dark is obviously proficient in movement and hiding at the same time. Even the wolf can't find his whereabouts. In addition, his super long sniping distance and terrible hit rate, even if his whereabouts are exposed, it doesn't matter.

It really takes luck to survive under this man's sniper gun.

Peace was restored in the valley, and the afternoon sun was more intense, making the wild wolves restless. Although they became stronger and cunning, their aversion and endurance to the sun did not improve much.

Without the restraint and leadership of the first wolf, the wild wolves have changed from a disciplined army to a beast acting only by instinct. Just an hour before dusk, they had lost their last patience and began to leave the valley in twos and threes.

The hunters in the cave were relieved, and even Duan Laosan felt that his strained nerves relaxed.

Over the past three days, all the hunters in the team have been suffering in the shadow of death. Although they are relaxed physically, they are extremely nervous mentally.

Finally, a figure slowly appeared on the opposite hillside. The tawny hood made him almost integrated with the surrounding environment, and the rifle almost the same length as his height behind him seemed to be the murder weapon for continuously sniping two wolves.

Several wild wolves who were still wandering in the valley immediately roared and rushed up. With a few huge gunshots, several wild wolves fell to the ground without suspense, couldn't help moaning and twitching, and couldn't get up again.

He didn't use the rifle behind him, and there was an unusually powerful pistol in his left hand, which was obviously a modified product.

The sound of this pistol is as shocking as its power. It is almost no smaller than the sniper rifle behind it. It is rough, thick, simple and direct, like a strong man with stubble on his face.

After killing six wolves in succession, the man's fingers flicked, the pistol drum opened, six hot cartridge cases fell, and six bullets were filled into the drum through his dexterous fingers. Then, with a click, the drum returned to its position, almost without aiming. When the muzzle of the gun was raised slightly, it ejected a long tongue of fire.

In the sound of gunfire through the valley, the last wolf who jumped at the man was shocked, turned a somersault in the air, flew over the man's head and fell heavily to the ground. It couldn't help sobbing, and the blood gushed out endlessly, but this posture couldn't see where the wound was, so people didn't understand how this shot could put down the wild wolf known for its ferocity and tenacity.

There were still more than ten wild wolves wandering in the valley. However, with the crisp and dense gunfire of automatic rifles, all the remaining wild wolves could not escape from the hot rain of metal bullets.

Duan Laosan's shotgun sent out a happy roar and shot the last wild wolf trying to escape down the hillside. He then pointed the muzzle of his gun obliquely to the ground, crossed the valley and walked to the mysterious man standing on the opposite hillside. Duan Laosan's hand is falsely held on the rifle handle. In this position, as long as there is a slight movement of the wrist, the muzzle of the gun can pop up like a frightened rabbit. The hunters behind him seem to be scattered carelessly. If necessary, everyone's firepower can immediately cover the mysterious man.

It can be said that almost the whole team's life was saved by that person, but it is everyone's instinct to guard against strangers.

Although the mysterious man had inserted the pistol back into his waist, the pistol was really impressive, and everyone remembered that there were still five bullets in the gun.

The man can complete the quick action of changing bullets in one second. If he has malice, he can shoot at least three shots before Duan Laosan team shoots him. From the man's previous shooting method, three shots mean three lives.

Duan Laosan stopped ten meters in front of him and looked at the eccentric man carefully.

By the afterglow of the sunset, under the thick tawny cloak, it can be seen that most of the mysterious man's faces are hidden under the dense mask. Only the eyes can be seen clearly, but the slender, slightly curved willow eyebrows, slightly brown pupils and the lines of eye contour together form an almost perfect picture.

Duan Laosan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. No matter from his body shape or his eyes, he could see that he should actually be her.

It is a great temptation for such a perfect woman to appear in front of all the old men in the unrestrained wilderness.

Years of struggling on the life and death line calmed Duan Laosan down. Anyone who haunts this wasteland alone with a gun on his back cannot judge strength by sex. Especially... In front of this woman.

To his delight, there was no hostility in each other's beautiful eyes.

After hesitation, Duan Laosan loosened his hand from the handle of the gun and extended it to the stranger: "I'm Duan Laosan."

The strange and beautiful woman's eyes were slightly curved, and a faint but unknown smile floated. She reached out and shook hands with Duan Laosan: "flowers are like blood."