I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

"Wait a minute..."

"What are you waiting for? If we keep waiting, we'll all die. Hold the gun for me, and I'll go kill that bastard."

One of the hot-tempered poachers could no longer hold back. He aimed his shotgun at the tree in front of him and fired repeatedly, desperately pressing forward. "You villain who only dares to shoot in the dark, if you have the guts, come out and fight me in a fair duel..."

"Damn it." Another poacher saw his companion rushing out and quickly set up his hunting rifle.

Chen Jiajun hid behind a tree and was unable to move due to the firepower, with wood chips flying onto his face.

His expression was unmoved, however. The death of four poachers had dropped two Dragon Soul Coins, and now was not the time to hold on to them.

With T2-level marksmanship, whether shooting while moving or shooting at a moving target, there is no guarantee of a fatal shot, and a short aiming time is required.

It's okay to deal with one person, but it's obviously not enough to deal with multiple people at the same time.

He immediately used two Dragon Soul Coins to upgrade his firearm proficiency. Even though his T1 firearm proficiency was not as good as that of Captain Yuan Lang, who was at the near-ceiling level, it was comparable to the elites among special forces and was no weaker than the average level of Delta Force and Navy SEALs.

While the shotgun was being pulled, Chen Jiajun rolled out from behind the tree and shot the poacher who was close to him dead with a bang.

A faint tingling sensation of 'danger perception' appeared in my head, indicating that I was being targeted. Without stopping, I rolled a body...

The sounds of pistols and shotguns rang out simultaneously.

After rolling, Chen Jiajun raised his hand and fired two shots. There was almost no time to aim. The first shot calibrated the position, and the second shot was an accurate headshot.

Finally, the two poachers' corpses were combined to produce another Dragon Soul Coin.

Great harvest!

It’s also a tough battle!

Especially being locked behind a tree with three guns and unable to move, having to endure the entire night in the biting cold.

Also, if the little girl had not appeared here, blinded the other person with a flashlight and distracted his attention, allowing him to take advantage of the opportunity to eliminate another person, he would have suffered serious injuries.

"Uncle, you're bleeding."

Seeing that the battle was completely over, the little girl also ran over from a distance.

"It's okay, just a minor injury." Chen Jiajun tore open the police uniform on his right arm, which was scratched by the hunting bullet of the last poacher.

It's just a small scratch and can be ignored.

But uncle? ?

I reached out and touched my chin. After living like a savage for more than two months, I found that some stubble had grown on my chin.

……

After more than ten minutes, Chen Jiajun searched the bodies, took some money, and found a pistol with 6 bullets left. He loaded the ammunition into his usual gun, restoring the number to 12.

He changed into a pair of relatively good jeans and a leather jacket, as his police uniform was already so torn it could no longer be worn.

As for the shoes, they were still the original pair of police boots whose bottom patterns he had modified with a dagger.

A fire was lit and the police uniform was thrown on it.

Looking back, I saw the little girl standing at the door of the wooden house, watching the scene.

"Uncle, the barbecue is ready."

"Ok."

Chen Jiajun walked into the house and took the barbecue over the campfire and ate it with relish. He no longer needed to eat tree bark, and he felt satisfied.

The little girl was also eating meat: "Uncle, you are not a police officer."

"Uh?"

"I've met many other police officers, and they're different from you. They arrest these poachers and bring them to justice, not just avenge me directly like you did."

The little girl raised her eyes and said seriously, "Uncle, thank you."

"Eat quickly." Chen Jiajun uttered these two words unclearly, his mouth full of meat.

"Yeah." The little girl nodded.

After eating quietly for a while, he continued, "I've seen movies, and many uncles are very good people, just like you."

After a pause, she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "Grandpa has gone to heaven. I will have no family left. I will be all alone."