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For this jump, Yang Ping was fully prepared in the bottom of his heart. Next, what awaited him was a guerrilla warfare that was absolutely time-consuming.

Moreover, in this battle, Yang Ping was at a disadvantage.

He must always keep an eye on the hidden assassin, not to give him a chance to make a second shot at Xu Fan.

At the same time, he must ensure his safety.

Therefore, Yang Ping's first thought was to find an opportunity to move Xu Fan's body to a relatively safe position after getting down the tree.

However, as soon as he hit the tree, Yang Ping directly stopped his seemingly unrealistic idea.

After all, he still doesn't know the extent of Xu Fan's injuries. If he is moved rashly, his injuries may intensify.

Moreover, the current Yang Ping can't yell, after all, Xu Fan's psychology is clear to him, Xu Fan just wants to take advantage of this time, once and for all.

If he called someone, the assassin would run away and Xu Fan's injury would be in vain.

Therefore, Yang Ping at this moment already feels a little bit hard to get off the ground.

I knew that I would not take on this **** task of assassinating Xu Fan!

Yang Ping thought angrily, but now he can only think about it.

When he got off the tree, Yang Ping ran towards Xu Fan quickly. He knew that the assassin was also looking for a position at the moment. This gap allowed him to run to Xu Fan's side.

As soon as he arrived, Yang Ping lay directly on the ground next to Xu Fan, and then quickly scanned his eyes back and forth, hoping to find the assassin's figure.

But obviously, the professional level of that killer is still incomparable to Yang Ping. At least now, Yang Ping's eyes can't find the other side at all.

You know, Yang Ping’s position is at least 30 meters away from the mountain on the opposite side. What is this concept?

That is, the opponent's muzzle sticks out, only the size of a black spot, if you don't observe it carefully, you can't find it at all!

The enemy is dark and I know, it's dangerous!

Yang Ping thought, and threw the bag that he carried on the tree directly beside Xu Fan.

"Hey, can you still move?"

Yang Ping patted Xu Fan and asked in a deep voice.

Xu Fan moved slightly, and then said in a hoarse voice: "It just hangs on my chest without touching my organs... move, or cough... can move."

Hearing Xu Fan's words, Yang Ping nodded his head and said, "Well, now I will cover you. You can go back to your yard as soon as possible. There is a blind spot and the other party can't take aim!"

Xu Fan just hummed softly, and then moved his body slowly.

At this moment, the assassin was already hiding under the grass, and slowly aimed his gun at Yang Ping, who was looking around.

He picked up a grass root on the ground, then gently threw it into the sky, and then watched the grass root fall vertically, he chuckled and murmured: "There is no wind, then I can't blame me."

With that said, he directly pressed the trigger slowly...

boom!

A gunshot directly hit the muddy ground behind Yang Ping.

"what happened!"

The killer was taken aback, his eyes widened.

At the same time, Yang Ping smiled softly and found it!

Thinking about this, Yang Ping directly raised the muzzle and aimed it at the front left.

He knew that his strategy had succeeded.

At a distance of 30 meters, the effect of wind speed is actually not great, of course, when the sniper knows the wind speed accurately.

And Yang Ping's current location is exactly in the middle of the two mountain passes. His area is full of direct currents!

And that assassin, because he is close to the mountain, so there is no wind in his direction!

"You are too tender!"

The corner of Yang Ping's mouth curled up, and he quickly raised his gun to aim, and he aimed at the position where the gunshot had been fired before.

After waiting for about two seconds, the grass at that location moved quickly, and it was obvious that someone was moving.

Cut, missed!

Yang Ping curled his mouth, and then began to move left and right. At this moment, both he and the opponent could clearly know the location of his opponent.

Then, what awaits them is a duel between two snipers.

Moreover, this matchup is a technical and psychological game.

Now that the positions of both sides are completely exposed, what they both need to do now is to keep moving, and then find the right opportunity to shoot.

Therefore, this time, not only the grass on the opposite mountain, but even Yang Ping ran quickly together.

However, the assassin noticed that Yang Ping seemed to be deliberately approaching his direction.

What does he want to do?

The assassin frowned and glanced in Xu Fan's direction.

Xu Fan was already close to his yard at this moment.

But fortunately, everyone in the family still has the habit of taking a nap. This time, Xu Fan's injuries were not discovered by the family.

"Yang Ping, don't die!"

Xu Fan squeezed the Bluetooth headset in his hand and shouted hoarsely.

Yang Ping curled his lips, nonsense, who wants to die.

The assassin was running fast, suddenly stopped, and then quickly raised the sniper rifle in his hand, facing Yang Ping's position with a shot.

However, fortunately, Yang Ping is now constantly running around irregularly, and the killer is also shooting at random, so Yang Ping is not injured.

The corner of Yang Ping's mouth curled slightly. He knew that the assassin on the opposite side was anxious.

From just now, he has fired three shots. Judging from the sound of his gunshots, it should be a semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Although he didn't know the specific model, Yang Ping knew that there were only ten bullets at most, and he had just fired a total of three bullets, so the opponent should still have seven bullets.

It takes a lot of time to reload.

Yang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was still slowly approaching the front. Moreover, this time, he no longer did nothing, but started a shot every ten seconds.

What he did was to force the opponent to counterattack, and at the same time, not to give the opponent a chance to change their bombs.

Five shots... Seven shots... Nine shots...

One more bullet!

Yang Ping, who had been counting the remaining bullets, suddenly his eyes lit up. He knew that victory was in sight.

Moreover, at this time, the distance between Yang Ping and the assassin was already ten meters!

Ten meters, this distance, the influence of wind speed, etc., is basically negligible, as long as you aim at it, you can shoot!

At the same time, feeling the opponent's shooting habit, Yang Ping raised his mouth slightly, and suddenly stood still, raising the muzzle of the gun at the same time as the opponent!