He observed it carefully and suddenly realized his heart that his opponent was indeed at the master level. If the King of Hell would be hiding behind the floating windbreaker, no matter whether he shot or not, he would be hit by his trick.

If you shoot, you will naturally not hit him, but you will expose your target. His counterattack will definitely kill people and stand on the ground.

If you don’t shoot, walking over there will also expose yourself. Although this is the Army’s guess, at this time, he must take the risk and give it a try!

"Qin Bing, hide yourself." The army's tiger eyes widened, and the sniper rifle aimed at the empty jacket that fluttered in the wind on the roof of the second floor. Then he adjusted the sniper point and did not hit the windbreaker, but aimed at the thirty centimeters below the windbreaker.

There was the cement wall on the roof of this building. If the King of Hell was really hidden under that dress, the Army's shot was really choking.

The army was right. Under the floating clothes, the King of Hell was waiting patiently for his prey. The dark night sky, without the moon, and under the faint starlight, the King of Hell's eyes were filled with flames of revenge. His muzzle also locked the small woods below.

He knew that the army was in the woods. He couldn't see the other party clearly now, and just waited for the other party to fire or walk out. He would shoot decisively. Now, the King of Desperate Hell was still waiting patiently. She knew that this empty jacket could only scare those rookies with no experience, and any veteran would see through this not-so-smart trick. But the King of Desperate Hell hoped to achieve this effect. Because this hanging empty jacket was his disguise. For a master-level sniper like the King of Desperate Hell, as long as the opponent exposes the firepower point first, one shot will be enough to kill the other party's life.

"This battle has almost all the elites under my command. I must kill you and avenge my brothers." The King of Hell thought silently in his heart, and the sniper lens slowly searched the woods.

The army took the lead in firing! Bang! A bullet flew from below, passed through the thick cement wall, and then rubbed through the muscles of the right arm of the King of Hell, and a piercing injury that was not very serious.

Although the injury was not fatal, it was enough to make the King of Hell scared! Blood splattered on the coat, making a "poof" sand sound.

How is this possible? The King of Hell snorted slightly in pain and gritted his teeth in resentment. The Army was indeed the Army. I could not have imagined that it was so powerful! I could guess that I was hiding under this coat? My left arm was injured and the sniper rifle end was unstable. The King of Hell immediately put down the sniper rifle and quickly retreated to the office building to defend!

After the Army shot, he could not determine whether he had hit his opponent. He bent down and observed the situation of the building calmly. He vaguely saw a figure flashing suddenly and jumping downstairs. It seemed that his guess was correct. The other party really wanted to use this psychological blind spot and hide behind the empty jacket. He wanted to fool himself, so he could see through it.

Qin Bing asked anxiously: "Army, did you hit it?"

"I don't know, go up and take a look!" The army was in front and Qin Bing was behind. When they chased the building, the trace of the King of Hell was gone. Only the empty coat that was still swaying gently with the wind was still hanging there. The clothes were white, and the white coat of the medical staff should have been kidnapped by the King of Hell in an ambulance.

Lu Jun looked at the clothes carefully and found that a little blood stain was splattered on his sleeve. He lifted his nose and smelled it, and the blood stains were still full of heat.

"He was injured. It was just a minor injury and would not affect the combat effectiveness of the King of Hell for Life. Qin Bing and the trapped beasts still fighting, which would make him even more crazy. We cannot take it lightly." The army has a lot of combat experience. Judging from the King of Life, his injuries would not affect her combat effectiveness.

"Hmph, I want to implicate us? As a result, I can't steal the chicken and lose some rice." Qin Bing sneered when he saw the sniper rifle discarded by the King of Hell.

The army said: "It seems that the King of Hell is planning to fight indoor guerrilla war with us. Let's go." The two of them came down from the small building and continued to touch forward, but they still didn't dare to take it lightly. The stars were flashing. Under the unpredictable starlight, about five hundred meters ahead, the four-story office building stood alone, looking gloomy and terrifying, and must have been covered with layers of traps.

Qin Bing asked: "Ren Army, do we rush in separately to save people?"

The Army shook his head: "Don't hurry, wait until I reconnaissance the situation." When approaching the office building, the Army did not move forward in a straight line, but instead turned around from the side, raised the sniper lens and observed for two minutes before moving around to the back of the office building in a serpentine manner. He walked for a while and suddenly stopped, squatted down, and carefully checked some clues left by his opponent when he passed here.

After confirming that there was no danger, he waved to Qin Bing to come.

Qin Bing chased after him and asked, "Harry Army, why are you still struggling? Didn't the King of Hell lose all the snipers? And he was injured, so we can't deal with him?"

The Army said seriously: "This is a battlefield, not a game. Our opponent is the world-famous King of Hell. You must not take it lightly. Come with me." The Army led Qin Bing and did not walk through the gate, but slowly slipped into the dark office building through the window.

After entering the main building, the two found the walking ladder. The building was pitch black and they couldn't see their fingers. Qin Bing was a little uncomfortable with the situation in front of her. She wanted to turn on the tactical lights on the assault rifle, but was immediately stopped by the army. "Don't turn on the lights. Are you afraid of your life?" The army's intimidation made Qin Bing inexplicably feel a powerful sense of oppression hit her heart. I don't know whether it was the darkness here or the air here, which made her chest feel as if a big rock was pressed on, and she felt that she couldn't even breathe. Qin Bing couldn't help but cover her chest and gasped for a few desperate times.

The Army whispered: "As soon as we come in, the enemy has already noticed it. If we turn on the lights again, it is equivalent to telling others about their whereabouts. If they secretly shoot you, you can't even hide. Our eyes cannot see it, but we can use our own feelings to find the existence of the enemy." The Army taught the experience of night combat.
Chapter completed!