At this time, Feng Lang was still searching for a target. He didn't know what a black gun was.
Hunting, who had ever seen someone shoot at a deer after standing up and shouting? Wouldn't they all hide in the grass, cover up all traces of exposure, including the smell of gunpowder from the gun barrel, and shoot secretly?
In the dense gunfire, he saw the trees falling down one by one, and there was no sign of anyone even when they swayed.
The shooting skills are not bad...
He secretly praised in his heart, and then realized that it was because of the recoil of the gun that the snow was sprayed open in the soft snow. If they didn't shoot, it would be very difficult to find these people even if they were there.
However, he knew that he couldn't relax at this time. He couldn't stand up and change positions, and he still had to search steadily.
A hunter would never be careless. Unlike in TV dramas, where people get excited and stand up when the danger is not completely eliminated, and then get killed with a bang, and their companions would be heartbroken and seek revenge.
When they were hunting, even if it was a wild boar or a bear, or even a black bear was killed and stopped moving, they would still sit twenty or thirty meters away, hold a gun and stare at the prey, or smoke for fifteen or twenty minutes, and make sure it was really safe before approaching.
Even when attacking the prey, they would pretend to attack secretly, let alone against people.
Moreover, the battle had not stopped yet, and there was still a place counterattacking, but he couldn't see this corner.
At this time, his peripheral vision suddenly saw a place become blurred.
With rich experience, how could he be wrong? It was because the snow fog was tumbling that the line of sight became blurred, and there was someone shooting there!
He immediately locked his target on that place. It was more than a hundred meters away, and he was confident that he could hit the target.
But at this time, the place where the five people were became blurred one after another, and then the gunshots behind him suddenly stopped.
The battle had only lasted for less than a minute.
The fierce gunfire provided cover for the people behind, but in general, when the target could be controlled within a certain range, the snipers on the top of the mountain had already left their positions one after another, quickly hidden with the sniper team, and then looked for sniper positions. In this way, they could shoot.
However, in this round, four targets were hit, and the firepower on the top of the mountain was successfully suppressed.
Just as Feng Lang was looking for a target, suddenly, a slight puff sound came from behind him. At the same time, a bright red color splashed on the snow in his line of sight.
Then he saw a black figure suddenly appear there. Although it was not big, it was definitely a person. He had been shot!
As soon as he saw the target, another puff sound came from behind him.
Then, another bright red color splashed on the snow, and another person was hit.
Amazing!
He didn't turn his head, but he knew that the position where the gunshots came from just now was the position of the girl who taught him how to shoot.
Three shots, three targets, and the suppression was instantly eliminated. The big guns on the top of the mountain started to fire again. When the suppression was eliminated, there was a rhythmic da-da sound, and a puff sound came into Feng Lang's ears.
At the same time, more than a hundred meters away, a bright red color was splashed on the snow, just like a clean cloth splashed with red paint.
Four people!
Feng Lang couldn't see a single target at this time, but he saw four people being hit. The figure of a person being killed with one shot shocked him.
Although he was not old, he was definitely experienced, especially in finding traces in the snow. He had extremely accurate judgment.
However, he couldn't see where the other side was hiding. You know, even if it was more than a hundred meters away, this was the snow, and the field of vision was wide. The key point was not here. The snow was flat, and footprints could be clearly seen within a hundred meters.
Just now, he saw the footprints, but he didn't see anyone there. However, a shooting scene appeared four or five meters away.
Shocked, he moved his eyes and quickly locked on a trace, trying to find the target at the end.
Just as he locked on that place, he suddenly realized something.
The trace extended to a cluster of oak tree stumps, or rather, the roots of the oak tree seedlings. Although the leaves of the oak tree stumps were yellow and withered in winter, they did not fall easily. However, that was a relatively hidden place to hide.
But he didn't lock on that place because when he saw that place just now, he instinctively judged that there was no one there.
Sure enough, when he was breathing, he found a strange place about four meters away from the oak tree stumps, at the root of a big tree.
Good, they even changed their running route...
Seeing that the other side had disappeared, the corners of Feng Lang's mouth curled up. He locked on that place, and the gun barrel chased after it.
He didn't use the front sight to aim, but just estimated. Anyway, for this kind of gun, he was used to estimating.
But just as he locked on that place and hadn't found the target yet, a puff sound came from behind him.
At the same time, a bright red color was suddenly splashed on that place, which was so conspicuous on the clean snow.
Feng Lang was startled again.
This target had just been hit a moment ago, and it hadn't even been two seconds before it was hit again.
Shocked, he realized what kind of ability this was. This was an expert! A sharpshooter!
However, he didn't stop searching. Although that place was a bit strange and he saw it by chance, his ability to search for prey in the snow was not bad, and the target was not clear yet.
His eyes stayed on that bright red color for a moment, and then quickly moved away, looking at the position he remembered.
At this time, in a hidden place more than a hundred meters away, a person was gasping for breath. Although he had stopped running, he had been lying there for more than ten seconds, but his heart was still pounding wildly.
He knew that he had encountered an expert, a sniper expert.
The sniper on the battlefield was terrifying, a god of death.
Once targeted by a sniper, even an expert would have to shed a layer of skin.
But his current position, his companions had probably shrunk their heads and were gasping for breath like him.
They realized that the person they saw just now was not an ordinary person. The trap set by this guy who pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger had made their chances of survival slim.
Not only was there a sniper staring at them, but the other side also had an ambush force!
The battlefield was instantly quiet.
Hidden in the snow, the disguise of one person was really hard to find.
Even if Feng Lang's female sniper on the top of the mountain didn't know the specific situation when shooting, if the other side hadn't been shooting for so long and the enemy's sniper hadn't participated in the battle or urgently transferred positions, how could they have hit two targets in a row?
The enemy was not moving, and they didn't dare to move either.
The other side was a sniper. No matter how accurate they were, this was a huge threat.
Behind them, even the four artificial people didn't dare to take risks. They changed positions and could only carefully search with one hand, providing positions for the sniper.
On the other side, one person was seriously injured. The bullet hit the position of the collarbone and got stuck in the scapula. It was almost a little bit, and it would have hit the vein.
But this was also lucky. With one shot, if it wasn't like in the movies, and they could fight for a long time, and the gun barrel wasn't cut by a knife, the wound would slowly close. It was just round, and it would bleed a little, and it would stop bleeding when it reached a certain point.
The other two injured people, one had a scratch on the arm, tearing the skin, and the other had a bite on the shoulder, injuring the muscle. It wasn't a big obstacle. In this emergency, if they didn't stop the bleeding and keep warm quickly, the wound would be frozen and become disabled even if they arrived at the hospital in time.
On the battlefield, it was eerily quiet. Only the sobbing still continued, although it was not loud.
Everyone was busy at this time.
Feng Lang was busy looking for the target of the reinforcements coming from the top of the mountain and waiting for the reinforcements. The two people on the top of the mountain were also busy with reinforcements.
They had already sent the message to the back. Even if the back changed the action plan, they would also send reinforcements to rescue them.
However, this did not include Feng Lang. He never stopped searching.
When the gunshots stopped and the battlefield was quiet, he found the traces left by the snow rolling and found the end of the traces.
Although he couldn't see the specific situation there, he could probably see people moving within a hundred meters. However, he didn't have many scruples. He carefully observed the surroundings of that place. His eyes passed through the trees, and the gun barrel pointed at that place. Without even pausing, with a puff sound, he pulled the trigger.
The moment the gun fired, the person hiding in the slightly concave place was horrified. The bullet landed only half a foot away from him, right next to his head.
Horrified, he thought he was locked by the sniper. He rolled over, trying to leave that place.
Just as he moved, Feng Lang's second shot rang out.
With a puff sound, the bullet landed at the position where the person was moving.
Anyway, Feng Lang didn't understand what the concept of leading the target was, and he didn't know the technical terms of leading the target. But he could instinctively predict the escape direction of the prey when it was frightened. He didn't even see the figure, but his guess was surprisingly accurate.
However, this shot made the person who was trying to escape feel his scalp explode. He rolled over and bounced up, and his body stopped suddenly and changed direction, narrowly avoiding the tragic end of hitting the bullet.
This was the ability of battlefield training. They could clearly predict danger; the experience gained from the blood and sweat on the battlefield had this ability.
This ability saved Feng Lang once, preventing him from being killed by a shot when he didn't even see the figure.
However, he forgot that he didn't know that this shot was not fired by the sniper on the top of the mountain. When he jumped up and left the hidden position, he didn't expect that there would be continuous actions. His head was blank, and when a bright red color sprayed on the snow, his consciousness left him.
So fast!
Feng Lang couldn't hold on any longer at this time. He just wanted to turn his head to see if the girl who shot was really four-armed and six-armed.
His prediction, in a way, was just a guess, just an instinct in his heart. But when the girl jumped up just now, he didn't expect to shoot. After all, he locked on the position where the bullet landed just now, which was also the extension of the moving track of the other side. He was waiting for the target to appear. When he saw the fuzzy figure of the other side, he saw a bright red color.
Five people...
Shocked, he didn't want the girl to land, and his eyes fell on the position where the last person was hiding.
He didn't know that he was shocked, and the girl on the top of the mountain was also shocked.
If it weren't for Feng Lang's shot that guided her to lock on that position, and if it weren't for the other side's evasive action, how could she have shot?
How did he know?
Her heart was full of waves at this time. This young man with an ordinary face, greedy for money but fierce, how could he have such an extraordinary ability?
Feng Lang didn't know what the girl on the top of the mountain was thinking. His eyes fell on the position of the last person, a rotten tree stump that should have been struck by lightning and was only more than a meter high.
Their position was on the slope, basically not affected by the branches. Although they could all see the hidden figure, the approximate position was not bad.
The moment he locked on that place, his finger pulled the trigger without hesitation.
With a puff sound, the bullet hit beside the tree stump, and a puff of snow fog was raised on the snow.
Why wasn't it accurate?
The girl on the top of the mountain was not surprised to see the bullet landing position.
It was about half a meter off. According to the normal situation, it should not have missed.
Could it be that the person on the top of the mountain was not at the tree stump?
She was puzzled and looked at the figure lying there, and then she was stunned.
How could she be wrong? The other side's posture was not a standard aiming action at all, but just like shooting with a shotgun, staring at the target, and the line of sight was not even on the front sight.
While she was stunned, Feng Lang saw the deviation of the bullet landing position, adjusted it, and the second shot rang out.
Puff!
The bullet accurately hit the tree stump, blowing up a puff of debris.
The debris of the worm-eaten and rotten tree stump flew up in the impact and floated with the wind.
The girl's eyes did not move at this time, firmly locking on that place.