The relaxed and happy atmosphere in the camp was directly shattered by those two slaps, and everyone sitting by the campfire could no longer laugh. This is a small camp with 8 people stationed. Except for two people who are on guard, the other 6 people are sitting in front of the campfire and eating barbecue.
Li Wang was originally a member of this team, but one day after Mengna left, the big team belonging to her had some emotional deviations, and there were not enough influential people to shake the scene, so Li Wang went to help .
As for this side, it is handed over to others for management. Generally speaking, the problem should not be big. The combat strength here is not bad, and the damage to the scouts is also the least, but what King Li didn't expect was that Falcon actually killed a member of Shen Ming, and Falcon reported that he was "killed", but Now he is denying it.
"Tell me, why do you become a lackey of a prophet with that traitor Shen Ming?" Falcon roared with the method of extorting a confession by torture.
"It's very simple, because his mouth is not as smelly as yours. Can you stay away from me? That tone... have you eaten shit?" ET frowned.
"Slap!" Falcon slapped his backhand again, which was more forceful, and even a back molar broke out.
"Okay, Falcon, let's play for fun, there is no need to be serious." A team member persuaded.
"What do you mean just playing around? The Prophet killed so many of us, rushed to our base with Nirvana, and even killed the king's head in his hands. Is it just playing around? Shen Ming originally brought a group of people here I thought it was righteous to be a prophet, but in the end, his mother turned against him and became the lackey of that bastard, and forced us to participate in this meaningless exercise, killing 15 of our team members, are they playing?" Falcon His rhetoric was obviously better than his marksmanship, which suddenly aroused the nameless anger in everyone's hearts.
"Don't be as anxious as the little girls who came to the aunt, okay? I'm not Shen Ming, you can use it if you smoke me. If you want information, it's the same sentence, prepare to order good wine and food, maybe Grandpa That's it." ET has no idea what Falcon is screaming about.
"No, I don't want the information you mentioned. I want you to kneel down now and tell me, 'Dad, I was wrong'." Falcon thought of a different way to play with a smirk.
"My dear son, even if you call me daddy, I won't be happy. Who told you that you have bad breath and don't brush your teeth? It's bad for your daddy's reputation!" ET shook his head and sighed.
Only then did everyone realize that Falcon was taken advantage of by accident.
"Damn it! It's not honest to be tied up!" Falcon punched angrily, causing the wooden pole to swing back and forth, and the ET on the pole swayed left and right like a flag, and blood sprayed on the ground. On the bonfire, sparks were stirred up. Torture to extract confessions and anti-torture training are the basic skills of Nirvana, but they are all for training, and now seeing their own people beating their own people, in fact, everyone feels uncomfortable in their hearts.
But just outside the camp, at 1100 meters away, Shen Ming sat on the branch of a tall tree, set up his M200 Interventor long-range precision sniper rifle, and watched everything that happened in the camp.
"I said the sniper spot you chose has a good view, but it's too far out of range, unless you plan to use live ammunition..." The inseparable prophet is sitting next to Shen Ming. The air is good today, and the volcanic ash that has been falling for many days has finally stopped , the thick volcanic clouds that dissipated slightly, and some moonlight was still faintly sprinkled down.
"It's an exercise, how can I use live ammunition? Am I the kind of person who doesn't mean anything?" Shen Ming took out his last aluminum-coated rubber paintball with contempt, and carefully touched the bullet with a bonded saber. Pulled up the V-shaped thread traces, "It's just that some people on their side have forgotten the fucking treaty, the preferential treatment of prisoners and other clauses. It is necessary to help them remember."
"Can you really make the bullet hit the target more than double the range?" The Prophet has also learned sniping before, not at the top level, at best he is at the sniper level of special forces from all over the world. He can only be full of doubts about what Shen Ming is going to do.
"It's not that I let the bullet hit the target more than twice the range, but the earth helps me complete the trajectory correction beyond the range. With the help of the current calm weather, the appropriate rotation angle of the earth, the clean atmospheric environment, and a certain amount of ammunition It's not too difficult to modify." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he slid the engraved bullet into the barrel, and removed the muffler of the muzzle, in order to ensure that the initial velocity of the bullet exiting the chamber was the same. Will be weakened, but it is also doomed that he will expose the target.
"Have you thought about the consequences of this shot? If they catch up and you don't let me shoot, can you kill 8 people by yourself?" Prophet reminded.
"What about 8 people? As long as you are not my burden, in this dark forest, even if the gods and demons dare to chase me, I can prevent them from seeing the sun tomorrow." Shen Ming sat on his knees with a chuckle, Supported by his knees, the gun body was aimed at the direction of the camp.
Unexpectedly, it needs too much help of gravity and inertial attack, and the figure of Falcon can hardly be seen in Shen Ming's cross mirror, only a little black hair is on the lower edge.
"If this shot can hit... the sky and the world, in terms of sniping, no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with you." The prophet was filled with emotion.
"So what if no one is shoulder-to-shoulder? Isn't it a group of dolls who are more than demigods?" Shen Ming smiled and gently bent his fingers. The ultra-light trigger was like a feather being pushed, and the firing pin was activated without warning. It was accurate. The center of the bullet was primed, and the threaded aluminum shell bullet was ejected out of the muzzle of the M200 by the impact force. The flash of fire quickly attracted the attention of a sniper guard. From a sniper 800 meters away from him, his bullets do not have the ability to counterattack at all.
As for sniping from such a long distance, unless Shen Ming used live ammunition, there was no possibility of hitting.
He knew in his mind that he only thought of the report at this moment, but the gunshots had already come, and everyone reacted and made evasive actions. Only the Falcon with his back to the sniper point, and his excited body forgot Dodge.
The thread of the shell makes the bullet spin wildly in the air, at a speed even close to that of a super-high-speed custom bullet. The tiny aluminum bullet hits the softest and most vulnerable part of the falcon's body first, and if you're thinking of the balls, sorry, you're evil.
Falcon's left ear was torn apart by the momentum of the piercing, and the aluminum shell peeled away in between, revealing the actual rubber paintball inside, which hit ET squarely in the chest.
The impact was too great, and even the wooden poles used to bind ET were pushed to the ground.
ET, who was beaten beyond recognition, didn't know whether it was a pain in the ass or a pain in the ass, and he couldn't tell with a wry smile, "Pluto, are you a roundworm in my stomach? I just wanted to get shot, but you gave I made up this shot, cool!"
Rescuing or removing captured personnel is a common tactic in team warfare. It's just that now that the range of weapons on both sides has been greatly shortened, the Nirvana elites have not considered the possibility that Shen Ming dared to "kill" ET. Will be really dead, and still be able to open his mouth to speak.
An exercise, the ultimate test is everyone's limit, not only the limit of physical fitness, limit of tactics, but also the limit of seriousness, only those who are dedicated enough can stand on this battlefield and become kings.
Falcon clutched his bleeding broken ear, turned back tremblingly and looked into the distance. Under a ray of moonlight, Shen Ming stood up from his hidden treetop, holding the M200 Interventor in his hand, like a high-ranking the gods. He was not in a hurry to escape at all, the gap of 1100 meters was the biggest reason why he was confident.
"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!" The furious Falcon forgot the rules of Shen Ming's exercise, took the AWP in his hand to remove the rubber paintballs in the gun chamber, and loaded the live ammunition of the long-range armor-piercing bullets into it.
But before he raised his gun to take aim, a nirvana next to him finally punched him in the face because he couldn't stand it anymore. That brother was a big heavy armored soldier, and he directly beat the Falcon into two and a half weeks in the air. , fell heavily to the ground.
"Don't be a fucking embarrassment here. Others rely on their real skills to complete super-range sniper shots. If you have the skills, you can also use a drill shot. It doesn't matter if you lose. The most afraid of losing is that you don't even want your face." The big man said The voice of everyone.
Facing Shen Ming who had retired, everyone watched him lightly jump off the treetops, and then disappeared into the dark forest.
This kind of result was also obtained after everyone reported it. Li Wang forbids any personnel to pursue it. The forest in the dark night is the best battlefield for Shen Ming. Once he is led to the ambush area by him, no amount of Nirvana elites will be enough to feed him.
The so-called Nirvana is not a superhuman existence in every body structure, but they have richer experience, more diverse tactics, know what kind of enemy to face, what time to use, what skills to use, At the same time, avoid killing enemies that you can't deal with at times that don't belong to you.
Shen Ming wasted his last long-range warhead tonight, but only gained one ear, which was the most cost-effective deal in his day and a half of attrition.
But Pluto's shot also made these Nirvana elites understand that although everyone was born in Nirvana, it is obvious that Shen Ming's way of opening dungeons is different from theirs, and the talent and skill points are also completely different. If you want to kill this guy who is a professional jungler, Fighting alone is absolutely forced to give away the head.
On this side, Li Wang also issued an order to shorten the scout operation time from the original 3 hours to 2 hours, and the rotation frequency was higher. In addition to the monitoring equipment, it also comes with effective forces such as finding fighters and eliminating Shen Ming.
Shen Ming's big trouble is coming...