In a very short time, the bullet followed the still warm trajectory in the air and penetrated the enemy's lower abdomen again.
But Shen Bei knew that neither of the two shots was fatal.
Although the upgraded sniper rifles and bullets are quite powerful.
But this power can only remove the psychic's defense.
Bring those with special abilities down to the level of ordinary people.
As long as the bullet does not hit a fatal spot, the mutant can still survive.
Shen Bei was very satisfied with the upgraded plug-in.
Now he has the courage and strength to fight against those with special abilities, and his confidence comes from item upgrades.
Otherwise, in this world of refugees, I would be nothing more than an ant that no one cares about.
Shen Bei was always self-satisfied and never complained about why his upgraded guns could not fire a single bullet, creating a devastating explosion and increasing the damage range like a psychic.
Just as some people can only be satisfied by eating meat, Shen Bei can also be full by eating whole grains.
Don’t have extravagant expectations, just be content with the present, make use of the present, and your life will be half successful instead of half a failure.
At this moment, in order to prevent the enemy from having time to call his teammates after being shot, Shen Bei had to pull the trigger for the third time to put another bullet in his bleeding lower abdomen.
The sniper, an expert in shooting, was struggling and twisting in the woods, in extreme pain. His injured ankle was badly broken, and although his foot was still connected to his calf, it would have to be cut off with a saw even if he took it to a doctor.
Shen Bei stopped shooting, his eyes still fixed on the target lying horizontally. The sniper's head and chest were always blocked by a thick tree, but his lower abdomen, which was bleeding, had soaked the outer camouflage cloth strips. The scarlet blood condensed like heavy pomegranate seeds, sliding smoothly onto the withered yellow leaves pressed under the clothes, spinning non-stop.
Seeing the twitching enemy gradually stiffen, Shen Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was really risky to shoot this sniper who specialized in shooting.
The third bullet must have been embedded in the inside of his spine, destroying the neural network and making him unable to make any sound. This would allow Shen Bei to continue to control the rhythm of the battlefield.
Shen Bei took out a piece of dry and hard dried fish from the pocket of his armor. This was the food that Xiao K had dried. He put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.
In his previous life, Shen Bei was born in a mountain village that was not even marked on the map.
The mountain village is close to the border, poor and desolate. Before the age of seventeen, Shen Bei had never known the feeling of filling his stomach with food. It was not until the day he joined the military camp that Shen Bei realized that the feeling of being full was such a blessing.
But when Shen Bei retired and joined foreign mercenaries, this feeling of fullness was replaced by fear. He shot and killed many innocent people because sometimes the enemies were also innocent.
Shen Bei was like a child being fought over by both God and the devil. The fear and pain that made his arms feel like they were about to break were like iron wires binding his heart.
But Shen Bei knew that he had to live in freedom.
No one knows how terrifying it is for a living being to hide on the skin of nature and suddenly have its head blown up.
The virtual image projected by Shen Bei's cluster fire flying disc is a soul puppet substitute, which is equivalent to copying his own life.
The battlefield was like a pool of blood. Shen Bei was struggling in it, believing in a rule: the bullets of both sides would shoot at each other and there was a possibility of hitting the target.
Shen Bei's armor may not be able to withstand the damage of a shooting expert.
Even the defenses of those powerful psychics might not be able to withstand a bullet from Shen Bei.
Therefore, Shen Bei involved his own life in the virtual soul puppet, providing the opponent with an opportunity to shoot and hit, thus making himself fall out of the death screening funnel.
This is an invisible law of balance that originates from the origin of the universe. If you fail to notice this depth and still want to survive, you are destroying something called "eternity."
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