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Shen Bei launched his first tentative attack.

A bullet was fired at the guard on the watchtower in the compound.

Shen Bei’s choice of time is pretty good.

After a night of guarding, it was the time when day and night merged, and the guards in the watchtower were already tired and drowsy.

It can significantly reduce the vigilance of guards in other sentry towers.

In this situation, Shen Bei's silent bullets are like real ghosts.

The bullet pierced through the air and penetrated into the gaps in the wooden boards of the watchtower in the blink of an eye, without causing any wood chips or sounds.

The next moment, the bullet broke through the guard's flesh and squeezed into the collarbone at the base of his neck, destroying any organ tissue in that line.

The aorta burst, and blood gushed out from the gunshot wound like a red snake.

The guard was barely awakened by the pain. His entire body twitched a few times like a rubber band before he fell asleep again.

Shen Bei just took a look and quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun. He took a deep breath again to calm down his heartache.

A fast heartbeat or tense muscles can easily lead to sniper errors.

The air is too humid at this moment and the visibility is not good enough. Shen Bei cannot be anxious and should take it slowly.

After taking a short breath, put the crosshairs on the head of the guard on another watchtower in front of you on the left.

Shen Bei was at the top of a two-thousand-meter peak, with the Barrett sniper rifle spewing out roaring bullets.

The bullet penetrated directly into his skull, destroying the thoughts in his brain cells.

The black blood splattered out of the explosion, staining the white multi-barrel machine gun turret and the wooden walls. Large pieces of black skin with brain matter stuck to them slowly slid down the vertical wooden boards.

Whoosh~~

There was a flash of muzzle fire.

Shen Bei fired again, and the bullet penetrated the left ear of a guard in another watchtower, like a nine-inch nail driven in by a sledgehammer, splitting the jaw and skull apart.

The colorful brain matter was painted on the watchtower, like a casual graffiti to vent anger.

Shen Bei's right index finger kept pulling the trigger. The command conveyed to it by his brain was that it had to be fatal but not to shoot down the body and make any noise.

The originally clean watchtower was now like a vegetable market where a fight had just broken out, with white melons, tomatoes, pork, and eggs smashed to pieces on the ground, creating a mess and filth.

The towering mountain peaks, the peaks one upon another, the swift bullets, like the sickle of the soul-catcher, sharp and invisible.

The guards on the watchtower did not even have time to pray for forgiveness from the gods and ghosts in their hearts before they died silently one after another.

Finish dealing with the guards on the watchtower.

Shen Bei put away his sniper rifle and quickly moved five hundred meters down the mountain.

Hiding behind a big tree, his consciousness connected with the cluster fire disc.

At 3 o'clock behind and to the right of his body, at a distance of meters, a virtual projection of his own image is projected to confuse the enemy.

The plants growing there are like the feathers on a vulture's neck, sparse, short and ugly.

It is difficult to find shelter such as large rocks or pits nearby.

This is exactly the effect Shen Bei wanted, to be exposed at a glance.

Then, Shen Bei climbed up the tree trunk and calmed down again.

I waited for ten minutes.

The guards of the manor had just started to change shifts, and then there was an uproar.

After the guards who were changing shifts climbed up the watchtower, they were immediately shocked by the scene before them.

Everyone looked horrified and shouted in panic:

"Enemy attack!"

"Damn it! What happened? Our people were shot to death!"

"Why didn't you hear any gunshots?"

"Alert! Looking for someone!"

"Shit! Maybe the enemy has already escaped!"

"There's someone in the mountains at nine o'clock!"

"A suit of armor... a sniper rifle... isn't this Shen Bei!" A guard holding a telescope screamed.

"Fuck him!"

"Notify Miki that the time for revenge has come!"

As the crowd shouted.

Several guards who were taking over the shift finally locked onto the virtual projection on the top of the mountain.

Although the guards died, Shen Bei did not destroy the multi-barrel machine gun and RPG.

But seeing these people picking up their weapons, they seemed to have lost their minds, not even considering the distance and accuracy, they picked up their weapons and fired wildly.

"Dangdangdang...dangdangdang..."

The screaming sound of metal bullets continued, but the effect of shooting from across the river was not satisfactory.

This kind of shooting is like a chicken rib temptation, there is no meat to eat, but it is still a pity to throw it away.

The bullets jumped around in a hypocritical manner, without any impact on the virtual projection.

"Grass!"

A guard frantically yelled, "The machine guns can't hit! Use the RPGs!"

"No need for you to talk nonsense!"

Another guard picked up the RPG and fired without hesitation.

The tail flame of the RPG was like the fire of hell, making a deafening roar.

The rocket dragged a long trail and headed straight for the enemy position. The air made a sharp whistling sound due to its high speed.

With a deafening bang, the rocket slammed into the few huge rocks in front of the virtual projection. The fireball produced by the explosion instantly engulfed the virtual projection. Flames and black smoke shot up into the sky. Along with the shock wave of the explosion, gravel and dust were lifted into the air, as if even the earth was shaking.

At this time, Shen Bei controlled the virtual projection and lay among the rocks, pretending to be dead.

It even increases the energy output of the cluster fire disc, making the dynamic projection more realistic and creating the illusion of flowing bright red blood.

"Damn it, done! Someone, drag the body back!"

The guard carrying the RPG laughed loudly, and at the same time, without any respect, kicked the corpse off the watchtower and smashed it to the ground.

In the chaos, some people ran into the manor, while others ran out of the manor and headed straight to the opposite hillside to pick up the bodies.

Shen Bei did not move at all, lying on the tree trunk like a lizard.

But his gun was always pointed inside the manor.

"You shouldn't be so calm."

Shen Bei muttered softly.

There was chaos and gunfire outside, but Babatu didn't show up to check the situation. It was hard to tell whether he was cautious or afraid.

Shen Bei suppressed his restless mood and continued to wait.

A mature hunter must be able to endure loneliness and keep his goal.

However, after waiting for nearly three minutes, people kept running out of the manor, but there was no sign of Babatu.

Shen Bei couldn't help but frown.

"It's not that easy..."

It seems that the plan to snipe Babatu from a long distance has failed.

Shen Bei prepared to slide down the tree, sneak into Shelter No. 5, and look for an opportunity to enter the manor.

Just now.

Suddenly.

Shen Bei suddenly saw a flash of blue light on the opposite mountain from the corner of his eye.

"Lie——"

Shen Bei hadn't finished cursing yet.

A blazing beam of sniper energy, like the precise guidance of the god of death, suddenly hit Shen Bei's chest.

At that moment, Shen Bei seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and experienced the illusion of a head-on collision with a high-speed train. His body involuntarily struggled to break free from the branches of the tree trunk, like a fallen leaf fluttering helplessly in a storm, accompanied by the wailing of broken branches.

With a "whoosh", he passed through the air barrier and fell heavily.

"Puff-"

With a dull thud, Shen Bei's body fell from a height of more than ten meters, colliding with the earth with a shocking symphony.

In the chest, the pain was like a hot iron piercing through my heart, burning every inch of my nerves, and the pain went straight to the depths of my soul.

At the same time, the visual mask issued a calm but harsh alarm, reporting the cruel reality of the breastplate failure and defense collapse.

Shen Bei could feel the tearing of muscle tissue beneath his skin, and blood silently seeping through his clothes and mixing with the soil, but he had no time to care about the pain on the verge of life and death.

At this moment, simply being alive is his greatest comfort and blessing.

In a short moment, Shen Bei realized that the shooting distance might be more than three thousand meters.

A sniper who can reach this level must be a tenth-level shooting expert.

Miki...

Shen Bei thought of this name.

But no matter who he is, Shen Bei cannot fall to the ground, otherwise the next bullet will definitely take his life!

The moment he landed, Shen Bei rolled sideways into a concave pit.

This should be a pit left by a large rock that rolled down after weathering.

This is also the reason why Shen Bei chose to ambush here. If he encounters an unexpected event, this pit can give him a temporary respite.

Shen Bei used a tree stick to support a small mirror and raised it out of the pit to look at the opposite hillside.

The other party did not have a mobile shooting location, but the camouflage was very sophisticated, with only a thin strip of the back exposed. This seemingly inadvertent brief exposure was often the most tempting and alluring to killers with superb shooting skills.

If Shen Bei dared to shoot, the King of Hell would definitely swing his scythe at him first.

Don’t fight…

I am trapped!