Battlefield Contractor

"So, what does the baron mean?" the secret society militant whispered.

"These mercenaries are really arrogant. What they want is a complete victory. And if we look back, then we will lose both ends, which is what they want. But I won't let them get a complete victory as they wish. I want Their complete victory became a tragic victory." The Red Baron sneered, "I will not go back, on the contrary I will kill all of them here."

The secret society militants were all shocked by the indifference and ferocity in the eyes of the Red Baron, and stood there speechless for a while. The Red Baron pushed him away, "Go and take out our remaining gasoline and torch. You personally take someone to the upwind position to set the fire. The ligurs in the marshland is very lush this season, but it has withered. The fire borrowed. The wind can easily turn this place into a sea of ​​fire. The people in the Black Island company want to transfer me around, but I will not leave. I want to turn all the people here into barbecues before leaving."

"Baron, but there is no target we want to kill here, why do we insist here?" The secret society militant whispered.

"Because there is a very powerful sniper hidden here, I want to force him out, and must kill him. This time, I do not deny that these mercenaries on the black island eventually beat us, but we must have something to do. Response. We must let them see our attitude clearly. And killing this snake eye is my response to them." The Red Baron sneered.

He turned around and looked at the terrain road. "There is the upper hand, go there and set the fire, and light up everything on this side."

"Yes, I will make arrangements right away." The secret society militants took the order and turned and ran away. After almost a few minutes, there was a raging fire. Snake's eyes were slightly startled, he looked at the thick smoke and scorching heat waves billowing in the distance, and he knew it was not good.

"Damn it, I set fire to force me out!" Snake's eyes filled with hatred. He is now in a downwind position. The militants of the secret society set fire to the withered grass in the marsh. The fire will spread quickly by the wind, and even if it is not burned to death, he will be smoked to death. What's terrible is that in this situation, he can't even open his eyes, and can no longer look for opportunities to kill the Red Baron.

"Fight, even if you kill a few casually, it's better than being burned alive here!" Snake Eye grabbed a handful of muddy water from the ground and wiped it on his face. The muddy water can at least slightly resist some of the heat of the flame. Then he ran a few steps quickly, jumped out abruptly, and fired at the secret society militants in front. "Bang!" Heavy gunfire rang, and a secret agency militant was killed on the spot. The body armor on his body cannot block large-caliber sniper bullets.

"He is over there!" the militants of the secret agency exclaimed.

"I saw him! He is there!" someone shouted again. Snake Eyes crawled in the mud and water, and hid in the grass again before the bullet rain from the secret society's armed forces came. The firepower of the machine gun armed by the secret society almost instantly covered his original position, and the bullets attacked like a violent storm. Snake eyes lay in the mud and water, feeling a scorching heat in his thighs and waist, he knew he had been shot. He tried his best to move his body, crawling forward in the dirty water and mud.

"Casefire!" The Red Baron waved his hand. The firepower of the secret agency's armed forces stopped for a while, and everything returned to calm.

The Red Baron picked up his sniper rifle and said loudly, "Snake Eye! I know who you are, and I know you are still alive, and I also know that you are one of the ace mercenaries of the Black Island Company and the best sniper expert. If you die under this kind of messy gun, you would be a little bit too frustrated. As a soldier, you deserve to be respected. I will give you a chance to come out and prove your own worth with the weapon in your hand."

Snake Eye panted, unfolding his curled body, and the bullet penetrating his waist and thigh made him pale. He covered the wound with his hand and took a deep breath.

"I promise, this is a fair opportunity. Since you think you are a sniper, then come out and go one-on-one with me. Like your western cowboys, one will face each other and die." The Red Baron sneered, "Very It will be burned to ashes soon, how about it? Or would you rather be burned to death by this fire than stand up and face me."

Snake's eyes rolled over and rolled out of the grass as soon as they gritted their teeth, almost showing up, and shot and killed an armed soldier of the secret society. "Remember, I will kill you, Red Baron. Just before I die. And our people will take General Logan away safely. Your interception plan has failed. We are the winners." He gasped. Roared, and then another one rolled to the other side of the grass.

"Kill me, you don't have that ability. Besides, even if you save Logan, what about it? The defeat of Anmore and the rise of our secret society are unstoppable historical trends. Logan is at best a warlord leader. , What would he compare with us? This time he escaped, and at most it was just a few more months." The Red Baron proudly said, "It is only a matter of time before we take Anmore and fully integrate the Olumi Federation. The last time is gone."

"Fart!" Snake Eye's voice was a little hoarse, but he had been listening to the Red Baron's voice. Silently, he touched the edge of the swamp.

"Do you know why I wear this red hood? Because I have never been a low-key person, I am eager to meet a real opponent. So I put on a red hood to make myself more eye-catching .Come on, Snake Eye, this is your last chance. Although you have no chance to make history, you can have a chance to kill a person who made history. Come on, let us see who is the best sniper "On the edge of the swamp, the Red Baron boarded the roof of a car and laughed arrogantly.

Snake's eyes were crawling and panting. He adjusted the weapon in his hand, because the injured shoulder was sore from the gun. Moreover, the recoil of each shot will shake his wound. Snake Eye knew that Red Baron was right. He had only the last chance. If he escaped and missed the shot, Red Baron would never give himself a second chance to shoot. He must carefully adjust his breathing, and strive to kill the Red Baron with one shot. Let this legendary soldier of the secret society end his legend today.

Finally, he suddenly jumped out of the grass where he was hiding, holding the sniper rifle in his hands with both hands, and fired a shot at the figure standing in the car in the distance. This is also a shot from dodge to aim and shoot, which is almost the ultimate that a good sniper can do.

There is a cloud in Buddhism, and there are sixty moments in a single finger, and all of this is in this moment, including life to death.

(End of this chapter)