Recap
The enemy was in the dark, and Ji Xinghai had the advantage.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Shooting sounds came from other sections of the road, and birds flew up from the mountains and forests in panic, and there was a black mass. The walking enemy paused and said with a relaxed expression, “I was preempted.”
“Are you open there? How many bugs did you kill? Leave some for me.”
“Get lost.”
Listening to the voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie, they laughed.
Although these people held guns in their hands, they were not fully in combat mode.
Ji Xinghai was still waiting. What he did not lack the most was patience.
The sound of bird wings flapping rang in his ears. He saw a black bird from the corner of his eye that landed on a tree on the right and looked at him with red eyes.
Ji Xinghai smelled a faint smell of blood, which was a sweet smell similar to that of blood clams, and it was not unpleasant.
“Caw!” The black bird shouted, singing a funeral song for the upcoming death.
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[Where did the crow come from?]
[Strange, could it be an abnormal creature?]
[It shouldn’t be; it looks very ordinary; don’t be startled upstairs.]
The audience in the live broadcast room was attracted by the crow, but Ji Xinghai in the field focused his attention on the enemy, who was about to arrive again after a brief distraction.
The battlefield changes rapidly, and a loss of focus will miss the opportunity.
Slowly, almost all the enemies appeared on this straight road, and the situation suddenly changed.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The familiar banging sound came from a direction that the mercenaries could not understand. It was like a gust of wind blowing through the grass, and everyone fell down wherever it passed, either dead or injured, and no one could stand.
Their comfortable smiles were completely frozen on their faces, and two seconds later, screams of pain, curses, and “enemy attacks” rang out.
Ji Xinghai caught them off guard.
The brass bullet shells splashed and crackled, and his fingertips were stained with the smell of gunpowder.
His shoulder blade was probably red, this broken body could not get used to the huge lethality of the recoil for a while, but he greedily absorbed the breath of death.
Would it be perverted to enjoy killing?
Well, he said it another way: he liked to win.
The Grim Reaper was in high spirits, and the mercenaries felt for the first time that a group of people had been suppressed and beaten by one person. Every bullet coming from that direction would take away one person, and it never misses.
The shadow of death loomed over the sky.
“God fucking damn it! The enemy has a gun! Take cover!”
The mercenaries, who were lucky enough not to enter the range, finally reacted. They quickly hid in the bunker and determined Ji Xinghai’s location by the direction of the previous shooting.
The rifle barrel was smoking, and the bullets that were not aimed in a hurry flew towards the marble, leaving a string of sparks on it.
They missed.
After firing the magazine of bullets, Ji Xinghai immediately changed his position. He crawled to another alternative ambush point with a machine gun and quickly changed the magazine.
Leaning against the rock and taking a deep breath, he suppressed the exhilaration rushing to his heart and skillfully set up the machine gun again.
Calm down; the enemies are not dead yet.
“Caw.” The crow appeared on the opposite branch at some point, tilting its head and staring at him with pigeon-blood-red eyes.
Birds should not laugh, but the crow’s expression at this moment is very much like laughing.
A guy who has no intention of attacking but is indeed a bit annoying.
Ji Xinghai took a look and then retracted his sight. He squinted his eyes in a grass cape to look for the remaining enemies.
Compared to the defenseless enemies, this kind of give-and-take is more interesting. Things should be done one by one, cakes should be eaten one bite at a time, and the best should be saved for last.
The weapons in the hands of the remaining mercenaries are mainly pistols and rifles, while he is holding a Type 99 light machine gun with greater lethality. It has been modified to have stronger power and is equipped with a magazine that can be loaded with 30 rounds of bullets.
This was a gift from the enemy last night.
These brass bullets are so smooth that when they are shot into the body at high speed, the high temperature burns the muscles, exudes the scorched smell of meat burned on the iron plate, and even burns the tiny blood vessels.
Then, with a bang, a hole is opened in the back.
That scene…
Ji Xinghai slowed down his breathing and cleared his brain.
There are such sequelae to living too long. Sometimes he appears to be in a daze.
This won’t do; there are many people ‘watching’ him.
This is a performance; he didn’t have a perfect opening, but at least he had a wonderful curtain call. If someone finds out that it’s a little ‘wrong’, it will be troublesome. Humans are a kind of creature that easily thinks too much.
He also wants to give the ‘spectators’ a little shock one day in the future.
At that moment, Ji Xinghai thought a lot, but the viewers didn’t notice that this student has always maintained the most reliable appearance; even the dirty look of holding gun ash is charming.
It was obviously a critical moment of few against many, but this person’s strength made them slack, and at this time they even had the energy to carefully study the beautiful side face curve and long and thick eyelashes.
[It’s really beautiful.]
[If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move.]
The remaining enemies can’t find Ji Xinghai, and Ji Xinghai doesn’t find them, and the two sides enter a stalemate.
The wind blew in the early morning, blowing away the smell of gunpowder and blood. Something flashed quickly near the previous bunker, and its slender shadow quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.
That was the wooden skeleton that was summoned silently. It was not very smart, but it was obedient enough.
Bang, bang, two bullets flew out of the dense forest from two different directions.
The wooden skeleton successfully attracted the enemy’s attention. Ji Xinghai licked the corner of his mouth, aimed the machine gun, narrowed one eye, and judged the direction of the bullet: I found you…
“Caw!” The crow shouted, and its red eyes rolled around.
A bullet brushed its wings. It met a pair of indifferent human eyes. Because there was no emotion in them, it was unclear whether it was a warning or an accident.
This human… found it?
“Disrupt the order of the examination room; kill.”
The voice of the ruthless and cold inspector was terrifying. The crow didn’t even have time to dodge. The invisible blade was chopped down from above, and its figure slowly disappeared in the air. Only a bloody feather circled a few times without the effect of wind and fell to the ground, turning into black ash.
Ji Xinghai glanced at the small piece of black ash, raised his eyebrows at a certain place, turned his head, and joined the battle again. At the foot of the mountain, there are the ruins of the village.
“Have those guys started yet?” The student who went down the mountain yesterday and stayed in the ruins temporarily listened to the noises in the mountain. Gunshots, heavy objects rolling, cannons, not to mention eardrums—even the ground was slightly vibrating.
Good man.
The number of survivors on the task watch has decreased, but not much. It seems that the students still have the upper hand in this game.
“Split, split.” The student was so greedy that his saliva was about to flow down his throat. If he had known that he would return to the forest last night, he would not have had to watch helplessly at this time.
He couldn’t help but stick his head out to listen more carefully, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he moved, a bullet flew past his ear, and the tip of his ear was burning.
“Fuck!” He gave a middle finger to the towering bunker and rolled over into the corner.
Rolling stones, falling wood, poisonous snakes, and poisonous bees were everywhere. Under the premise that there were no suitable weapons at hand, students from various countries showed their abilities and presented a counterattack scenario for the audience.
These are the trump cards of various countries. Even if they are not professional soldiers, they have received several years of training and can handle mercenaries with ease.
And Ji Xinghai is like the most dazzling gem on the crown. Even the stars can’t cover his brilliance.
How many people are left in this group? [Four or five?]
[Brother Hai swept away most of them in the first wave and used the wooden skeleton as bait to make a few illusions, deceiving the two remaining soldiers. The two shots all hit. Now there are three left, all hiding in…]
Before the audience finished speaking, Ji Xinghai had left the alternative bunker No. 1 and followed the sound to kill the remaining three people in one go.
Not all of them were killed. He deliberately missed the last one, as if he wanted to leave one alive.
[Good! ]
[Awesome! [Not a single bullet was wasted.]
With this level, none of the other players can step on him. At most, they will mutter a few words: Shooting is okay; fighting is good only if you have the ability to put down the gun and fight one-on-one?
These are all brainless and stupid words that are said out of desperation, and they make people laugh when they say them. Who the hell would cut off his own arms and throw away their long-range firepower advantage to fight the enemy in close combat when they already have the advantage?
Is that bravery? That is idiocy!
Foreigners increasingly suspect that he is the ace of Ninth State’s secret training, but because of accidents and coincidences, he was discovered by the Hunger Academy in advance and entered the field as a random student.
Well, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense; it must be like this.
Ninth State is really lucky.
The viewers of Ninth State don’t care about these sour words, and are already full of cheers.
“Good!” Those who cook while watching the video, those who slack off at work, and those who lie down and watch openly—all can’t help shouting.
The only expectation they have for Ji Xinghai is to “stay alive,” but he gives them an unimaginable “feast.”.
Now Ninth State’s advantage is already obvious.
Other countries have a distinction between one weak and one strong student, and the Federation is no exception. Jason’s shortcomings are too obvious, and he will be beaten when he encounters a disadvantageous situation.
But only Ninth State, although there is only one random student, has the strength of an official student.
[When the dungeon started, who could have thought of it? It is said that in those few hours, the immigration office’s network was so busy that it was stuck, dozens of people could be removed in one minute. Now the immigration office’s network is stuck again, and hundreds of naturalization applications can be received in one minute.
[I don’t know if those who rushed to immigrate yesterday regret it.]
[Didn’t one guy just cry and howl about it just now?]
“Born as a soldier, grew up to be a king.” The general manager of the Black Tower noted with some appreciation.
Good soldiers can be trained through hard work, but a king also needs talent, and the king among the soldiers is a genius that is rare in a million miles.
If such a person is born in a war-torn era, he will be a sharp knife that will be fought for by major generals, and there is a chance to determine the victory or defeat on the battlefield.
The grasp of timing, the control of the battlefield, the courage to fight against many people and remain calm, and the high-precision skills that cannot allow any mistakes—without any one of them, you can’t become such a brave general.
Ninth State was not destined to die. After being stabbed in the back by Zhang Ziqing, Ji Xinghai still appeared.
“After this time, he should have a place on the hero list of the overseas forum.” Everyone admires the strong, let alone the young hero; who can not like him?
“Our soldiers did not disappoint us, and we cannot disappoint him. After this instance, when the students enter the dormitory, they must get in touch with him, no matter what price the Hunger Academy asks for.”
The general manager touched his beloved pistol. This weapon, made of special materials, is also lethal to abnormal creatures. It is a product specially provided to the army: “Go all out to support him; this is an order!”
“Yes!”
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