Darkwalker of the Sky World

If you look at a team of ten to twelve people, he has killed at least four, wounded two or three, and the opponent was reduced by half.

There were three gunshots just now, which meant that the opponent had at least three people and at most six people.

Now the pursuit team had to light a fire for the wounded, but the woods were too dense to see the situation ahead.

Zhou Zhen didn't know if the other party had a secret whistle, so he could only crawl forward patiently.

Coming to a position about fifty meters away from the opponent, Zhou Zhen found a comfortable position and sat down and began to observe the environment carefully.

In the scope, he could clearly see two soldiers on guard, two soldiers treating the wounded, and a pot of hot water burning on the campfire.

The painful screams of the wounded spread through the mountains and forests in the dark, and a furious voice was yelling next to the backpack-mounted satellite phone: "Reinforcement, we need reinforcement, otherwise, we will have to collect our bodies tomorrow morning."

"I don't care what difficulties you have, at least save the wounded first. I can't just watch my teammate die in front of me."

However, in this rainy night, still in the valley with fluctuating air currents, no helicopter dared to enter at this time, Zhou Zhen knew very well that their demands could not be met.

In addition to the wounded, he could observe five people, even if there was a secret whistle, there were only two people at most.

Zhou Zhen walked around, maybe there is no such direction.

However, he still didn't dare to be careless and waited patiently. If they had other people, they would definitely change the guard.

It rained again in the sky, and the other party carried a canvas, set up a simple tent, and moved the wounded over.

Zhou Zhen saw clearly this time, there were four wounded.

Of the four wounded, he killed four and there are five, which means that there is no secret whistle at all.

They have shrunk the line of defense and concentrated all their forces together.

The sound of raindrops falling on the leaves concealed the movement, Zhou Zhen circled their camp and made sure that there was no secret guard, found the best angle, and prepared to kill them all.

At this time, a soldier urinated under the big tree outside the tent. After urinating, he squatted in the rain and started crying.

If you saw this scene in the cinema, Zhou Zhen would have a bit of pity, but now, he is the enemy.

Zhou Zhen aimed at his head, a gunshot sounded, his crying stopped abruptly, and he fell to his head.

The alert soldier raised the muzzle, before he had time to shoot, Zhou Zhen shot him in the face again.

In the scope, he could clearly see his head bursting like a watermelon.

Zhou Zhen turned his gun again, and the soldier leaning on the satellite phone box also stepped in their footsteps.

Now, there are only two people left.

A soldier leaned against the big tree and shot Zhou Zhen frantically. Zhou Zhen hid behind a big tree and did not dare to appear.

However, his bullets were quickly extinguished, Zhou Zhen gave up the figure and shot him again.

But after waiting for a long time, the other soldier seemed to have disappeared without any movement.

Zhou Zhen was a little strange. At a distance of about 20 meters, he walked around to the other side of the tent and found a beam of light coming from a distance, shaking.

He immediately understood that the other soldier was frightened and fled in a hurry.

Pursuing him is not the main task. Zhou Zhen sorted out every area in a surrounding manner, and made sure that there were no enemies before he came to the tent.

Of the four wounded, three were lying there, only one was sitting in the tent with a gun in his hand, looking back and forth.

Seeing his horrified expression, I'm afraid he wouldn't even dare to shoot.

Zhou Zhen noticed that he was injured in his thigh, so he shot him in the right shoulder.

He screamed and passed out.

However, Zhou Zhen still did not dare to take the risk. He pointed his gun at the three wounded lying there and gave them a shuttle bullet.

At this time, he walked step by step to the side of the tent and smelled the scent of coffee on the campfire.

In addition to the coffee on the bonfire, there is also cooked broth in the iron bucket next to it, as well as scattered compressed biscuits and bread.

Zhou Zhen made sure that only the wounded with thigh injury was left with a sigh of relief, and everyone else had died, so he kicked the campfire with his feet and entered the tent.

The light from the bonfire dimmed quickly, but the wood was still burning.

Zhou Zhen began to search for their equipment, guns and bullets. Zhou Zhen still had a lot of bullets. He only added three magazines to restore the number of magazines to ten.

No amount of bullets will only be a burden.

The map was found, and seeing the arrow on it, combined with his escape route, Zhou Zhen determined that at least hundreds of people formed an encirclement circle, and there were more than ten teams chasing him.

Seeing the map, he also understood that it was the correct choice to not choose to go directly north, as there were all snow-capped mountains there.

In addition to the map, Zhou Zhen also found several seasoning packages, which were very useful to him.

Collected all the food, they each had a bag of compressed biscuits, bread, and condiment packs, but only three medicine packs remained.

Zhou Zhen packed all these things into one of their marching bags, then found out all their clothes, and changed into clean clothes.

On the outside, he wore a new National Guard uniform, and found an unused green canvas raincoat from the dog handler who was the first to be killed by him.

At this time, Zhou Zhen didn't lack anything. With these supplies, he can deal with each other in the mountains for a month.

Putting everything away, he kicked the wounded man who had passed out.

The other party snorted, slowly awakened by the pain, and his breathing became quicker.

Zhou Zhen knelt down, grabbed his hair, and raised his head.

His consciousness awoke from the confusion, and when he saw Zhou Zhen's face, he became frightened again.

"What's your name?"

After entering this world for more than three days, Zhou Zhen was the first to speak. His voice seemed to be dry and cracked.

The other party looked at Zhou Zhen and his eyes widened in horror. Then, Zhou Zhen clearly saw that the other party's pupils were spreading and he was dead!

Zhou Zhen didn't know if the other party died of serious injuries or was scared to death by him, so he let go of his head somewhat disappointingly.

He originally wanted to ask some questions from the other party, but only left him with a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, his hope was shattered.

Zhou Zhen picked up the map and looked at it again, and saw the hand-drawn arrow on it. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go back the same way.

Since there are chasing soldiers in all directions, it is better to follow the way back. Back in Holiday Town, he still had a chance to kill the Sheriff Will.

Now he has no shortage of supplies, and he has the confidence to deal with the chasing soldiers in the mountains to the end.

And going back, he is familiar with the terrain, and it is better than having no direction, and possibly going into a dead end.

Just do it if he wants to. Zhou Zhen picked up his luggage, lit the dry battery flashlight in his hand, and returned to the second sniper spot he prepared for himself in the afternoon.

When he left, he did not forget to bring all the hot soup and coffee, and he also took a new Zippo lighter with him.

Returning to the stronghold under the rock, Zhou Zhen spread a raincoat on the hay and covered it with a new raincoat.

He took a bag of cold medicine, swallowed it with broth, and fell asleep in the corner.

This was the most comfortable night Zhou Zhen slept. She slept from ten o'clock to five o'clock. After waking up, she was full of energy, and the slight cold symptoms disappeared without a trace.

He lit the hay, heated the broth slightly, the condensed soup oil melted, he would soak the bread in the soup and quickly eat it.

After eating and drinking, he hung the iron lunch box on the hook of the backpack and fixed it with a fixed rope to prevent it from ringing.

It's not dawn yet, but Zhou Zhen can no longer delay it. It will be difficult for him to leave when he is chasing soldiers at dawn.

When I came, I walked for two days. When I went back, Zhou Zhen felt a little familiar with the road.

By the time it dawned, his straight-line distance from the sniper spot had already exceeded three kilometers.

Looking at the planes flying in the sky, he didn't care at all. The green canvas raincoat gave him the best protection.

As for the hound, Zhou Zhen is not worried anymore.

Originally, he smelled strong, but he had changed his clothes several times, and the smell of blood and body odor had been neutralized.

In addition, it rained and washed away the original smell, even if the hound smelled him, it was now uncertain.

In the morning, he encountered a group of soldiers who were chasing him. They were all advancing at full speed, chasing towards the assembly place, but did not find Zhou Zhen hiding not far away.

It is very difficult to find someone in the forest with towering trees.

After the team passed, Zhou Zhen waited for more than ten minutes before starting to move on again.

Two hours later, Zhou Zhen encountered a second chasing team, which made him wonder how many people were chasing him.

He didn't know that in this mountainous area, hundreds of people came from the news media alone, some of whom were bold reporters who wanted to get first-hand information.

After the second pursuit team passed, Zhou Zhen saw a two-person team that was not like a policeman. With a heart move, he lurked not far away from them and hung behind them.

"Charlie, this is too risky. Who knows that Rambo will kill us as soon as he sees us. He even killed his boss."

"Richard, Rambo is a soldier and not a killer. As long as we don't stand against him, he won't kill people indiscriminately. Besides, he also needs media support, doesn't he?"

"But can we find Rambo when we are walking around in the mountains like this?"

"It depends on the arrangement of fate..." Charlie gasped, "Which of these hundreds of reporters and moderators does not want to find Rambo in front of the police?"

Charlie is like a host, wearing a woolen coat even in the mountains. And Richard is a photographer, which can be seen from the machine on his back.

Zhou Zhen confirmed the identity of the other party and flashed out from behind a big tree. "Are you looking for me?"

Charlie and Richard were shocked when they heard the words, and they tried to scream and covered their mouths. When they saw Zhou Zhen, they nodded ecstatically.