A gunshot sounded suddenly, but Witt shrank his head back reflexively, so that the bullet that was coming straight just passed by the tip of his ear.
The ear was injured, and naturally there was a pain. This pain was accompanied by a numb feeling of electric shock, which gave him a very bad premonition. Before he had time to think about who the opponent was, the sense of crisis that the opponent was about to rush to the death had spread all over his body, and Witt completely entered the state of fighting. At this time, the dusk was about to end, the wind and sand were getting stronger, and the scene of a sandstorm making everything very unfavorable.
Through the previous "hearing all directions", Witte concluded that this person was less than 50 meters away from him. After thinking for a while, he retracted his body into the cave, continued to dig the hole with his hands, and filled the entrance with the dug sand. After a while, he completely hid his body under the sandy slope. Inside.
The enemy soon arrived as expected, searched around, and set his sights on the sand slope where the crater had not been filled by the wind and sand. The man fired at Sha Yin, making bubble-like bullet marks on the sand. Sha Po became desolate, but Witt was nowhere to be seen.
The visitors couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and after looking around for a while, they started shooting at Shapo for the second time...
At this moment, a muzzle protruded from the sand under his feet, and a group of shotgun attacks were fully fired. Before the opponent had time to react, he was completely brought down.
At this moment, Witt half got up from the buried sand, and crawled in front of the opponent who was twitching on the ground... He was surprised to find that this opponent who came out of nowhere was wearing exactly the same black robe as himself, and wearing what he thought was the unique "Thunderbolt" "mask…
Witt seemed to have a very bad premonition, he frowned and reached out to take off the mask of the opponent who was about to die, and sure enough... what he saw was a pale face whose life was dying... "myself".
Soon, this replica, which was exactly the same as him, dissipated in the wind like a dead creature in this world, and the wind and sand became bigger and bigger.
Witt stood there, half-focused on what happened just now, and just turned around, and another gunshot sounded—this time, the bullet fired from nowhere penetrated Witt’s shoulder, causing pain. He fell to his knees on the ground.
As soon as he got close to the sand, the sound of walking footsteps became clear, and Witt couldn't help feeling his heart beat faster, because judging by the sound of moving around, the approaching danger obviously came from not one or two people, but from all directions, I don't know how many rival...
At the juncture of life and death, there must be a considerable decision. Witt felt that it would be very dangerous to stay where he is now, so he pricked up his ears to carefully judge the enemy's position, set a relatively safe direction, and took out medicine from his backpack for treatment. One side began to retreat.
Although the sandstorm is getting stronger, there is still a twilight left in the sky. This desert is covered by the wind and sand, and the light and shadow of the sand slopes are everywhere. Witt activated the technique of shadow escape to the extreme, jumping quickly in the shadow of Sha Po. He quickly discovered the flickering black shadows around him, the position, the shape, were very similar to himself... He began to understand that he might be besieged by a large group of "self"...
Witt tried his best to run for at least hundreds of kilometers before dusk fell, but unfortunately he still couldn't get rid of the siege from all sides. At this time, the sky was completely dark, the sandstorm was in full swing, and the world was a mixture of yellow and black. The scene of the end. Under such an environment, the Shadow Escape Technique was no longer effective, and the sandstorm was too violent, making it difficult to stand up. In the end, Witt could only crawl on the ground, crawling with difficulty.
Even in such a harsh environment, with constant gunshots from the rear, the pursuers would shoot at them as soon as they found an opportunity. In order to survive, Witt kept rolling and struggling, and took the opportunity to fight back, killing two more black-clothed pursuers. soldier.
Crawling and fleeing in the middle of the night in the sandstorm, Witt was physically and mentally exhausted. Just when he was so desperate to scream, a large blurry shadow suddenly appeared in front of him...
He intuited that it was a completely different place, so he climbed towards it again with all his strength—yes, he would take a peek at both heaven and hell, as long as he could escape the torment of this desert, even Rashomon, now Witt would dare rush.
The scenery ahead gradually unfolded. It turned out to be a dense palm leaf forest. The forest was dense enough to block the attack of the sandstorm, but the forest covered by the forest was deep and dense, which seemed to be full of dangers.
There was no room for Witt to think about it, and the gunshots behind him burst out again, and the danger seemed to be coming in the next second. If he wanted to fight back, he needed cover, so he acted immediately and stumbled into this desert oasis...
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As soon as he stepped into the palm-leaf forest, Witt was fascinated by the scent of evening flowers coming to his face. He stepped on the thick grass and leaves and walked randomly in another maze-like forest for a while. . The forest is very deep, the trees look similar, the time and space seem to be infinite, and it is easier to get lost than the desert... Fortunately, a few gunshots rang out behind him, pulling Witt's mind back. He knew that the pursuers followed the woods , he once again fell into a crisis where he had to find a way out...