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In less than half an hour, the two dug a pit that was three meters wide, less than two meters deep, and more than ten meters long, but they did not dig any frozen soil.
"Go and chop wood from a distance, and there are leaves!" Zhang Feng said and went first.
Sharapova still doesn’t understand, is this a trap? It's less than two meters deep. She, Sharapova, can get up with a single jump, and even if there is any sharp wood placed underneath, the students will not fall in due to their reaction ability.
When Sharapova was confused, Zhang Feng had already brought green coniferous branches and spread them on her.
Seeing this, Sharapova also went to get some leaves.
Half an hour later, the project was completed, and Zhang Feng returned to the hill where he was lurking an hour ago.
"Feng, what are you going to do?"
At this point, Sharapova seems to have understood Zhang Feng's intention. She made this trap not to kill them, but to stop them.
"Kill them one by one!" Zhang Feng said coldly.
Then he took out boxes of bullets from his backpack, more than a hundred bullets.
Sharapova got excited and understood it all now.
When those students pass by, they will suddenly fall into the pit and become chaotic. Then Zhang Feng on the mountain can kill them one by one.
Sharapova feels very happy just thinking about this!
But it quickly thought of a question and asked, "What if they don't come over?"
Zhang Feng waited for half a minute before speaking, which made Sharapova anxious to death.
"that's all!"
Zhang Feng said, raised his gun and fired into the sky.
Bang…
The sound of gunshots resounded throughout the valley, startling the birds in the forest.
Sharapova smiled. She was so excited that she liked to kill them directly like this.
In less than twenty minutes, the team that passed here more than an hour ago came back. This is a valley. Gunfire rang out above the valley, and the gunfire would be heard from other places.
Even if they were in the valley, they couldn't determine where the gunfire came from.
It was more than two thousand meters away from the trap, and there was an open area within a few hundred meters around the trap, with no big trees, making it a perfect target.
It all depends on Zhang Feng's skills. There are more than a hundred people, and it's very difficult to kill them within a minute. Once they find something is wrong, they will leave immediately, and the bullets will not be able to hit them.
Confused by the sound of gunfire, they did not stop, but moved forward quickly. Each of them had wooden skateboards on their feet, so they were not stupid.
They were only a few hundred meters away from the trap, and Sharapova's heart was in her throat. If they didn't go up, the trap would be in vain.
Finally, they did not stop and continued forward, fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, one meter...
They barely managed to get in, but those behind them couldn't react, or the inertia was too strong, and they all crashed into it.
A group of people fell over.
While Sharapova was nervous, the gunshot in Zhang Feng's hand rang out.
boom…
In the next scene, a man stood up and there was red smoke coming from his body, indicating that he had been killed. He sat down there, took off the badge on his shoulder, and walked back after a while.
Ejecting the cartridge case, loading the bullet, everything went smoothly.
On average, it takes less than two seconds for a bullet to be fired, and smoke will appear on a person's body.
After ten people were smoked, they finally reacted.
They didn't run away, but lay down in the pit so the bullets couldn't hit them.
But this move has little effect. Zhang Feng is from above, and the pit is not very deep, so they are all within shooting range.
They were killed one by one, and they were unable to fight back because they could not determine where the gunshots came from.
Their location was on a steep slope. They had just come down the slope, so they were going very fast.
"If it were you, how would you escape?" Zhang Feng asked Sharapova while fighting.
At this time, Sharapova was completely stunned. She knew that Zhang Feng was not a sniper, and his sniper skills were not as good as those of the judges from their Huangquan team. But she was wrong. Now it seems that Zhang Feng's sniper skills are very strong. No less than a judge.
Sharapova was thinking, what else can’t she do
Now more than a hundred of the world's top special forces members are being harvested by him like cabbage.
If it were a real bullet, more than a hundred people would be bloodied on the spot!
Every one of them is a treasure!
"I, I don't know!"
Sharapova didn't know how to escape, because no matter how fast the students were, they couldn't move faster than bullets, and the target was so big. Zhang Fengfeng first killed those who tried to escape.
He didn't need to aim at all, even though he used an eight-power scope, he almost pulled the trigger as soon as the bullet entered.
Then in the next scene there was red smoke rising.
In less than two minutes, more than a hundred people turned around and left dejectedly, with red smoke still rising from their bodies. They walked silently one by one without speaking, thinking that they were dead.
But as they drove away from the valley, they finally spoke.
"Where is the instructor? Does anyone know?"
"I know, it's on a big tree hundreds of meters away in the northwest! My back was facing that way just now, and a rubber bullet hit my back!"
"No, the instructor is in the south!"
"No, it's in the southwest."
"No, it's on the north hillside!"
"It's possible. If I were an instructor, I would choose that place as a sniper point."
"You're stupid. We can all think of it. How can the instructor know? He can let us think of it so easily?"
Everyone stopped talking. They were very sad. They were killed and they didn't know where the enemy was.
They had never encountered such a situation before. Before coming to the training camp, they were the pride of the military and were ranked in front of them in all assessments.
During this individual training, Zhang Feng slapped them hard in the face. How could they not feel discouraged
At this moment, on the hill, Zhang Feng was collecting bullets and putting them in his backpack, continuing to wait.
More than an hour later, another group of people appeared in Sharapova's observation mirror.
Sharapova said in surprise: "It's coming, it's coming!"
He showed the eight-fold mirror to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng took it over and saw that they were within range, but if they were close to the forest and killed one person, the others would react immediately and hide in the forest.
And they seemed to be waiting for something.
Zhang Feng saw Hua Yao, who was leading the team.
"This Huayao is pretty good, he has a sense of danger! He has made great progress!" Zhang Feng said quietly.
"Feng, what did you say?" Sharapova didn't understand.
Zhang Feng was talking about Z text. Although Sharapova also knew a little bit, she only said hello on a daily basis because Z text was too difficult to learn!