Thinking of Zhou Shentong's smile here, he lifted the sniper rifle in his hand, pushed the bullet up, and looked at the ghost who ran at the forefront. The devil immediately fell to the ground, and the bullet hit his heart.

Now Zhou Shentong does not ask for a gun risk, but is pursuing the effect of one shot, because he is not as stable as before, but the devil is close, and he no longer needs to take a closer look at it.

"Come on the little devils, the taste of Grandpa's peanut rice." Zhou Shentong no longer had a smile on his face, and at this moment, he showed full of anger. He pushed the bullets on the bomb, turned around and shot again, and again

A devil fell on the grass, from turning to a shot for two seconds, but it was enough for him to target to kill a little devil who was acting.

Zhou Shentong was born with a pair of shooting eyes. Most of the marksmanship was learned by himself. He loved stealing but more likely to play guns. The money he stolen was to buy guns. He stole his hobby.

No matter what the gun is in his hands, he will play very skilled in a few minutes, including folding all the guns and then loading. After the wolf soul, he indifferently pointed out his marksmanship.

Even more amazing.

With the four devils and the devils, the devil attacked the momentum slowly. Zhou Shentong hurriedly pressed the bullet into the barrel. The pine tree he rely on had been stained with blood. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the pain.

It's all murderous, he just wants to kill more devils.

With a sip of blood rushing to his throat, he stunned out, and the blood flowed into the soil along the tender grass leaf that had just been unearthed. In a green green, the tender grass was stained with a few bright red flowers.

Zhou Shentong didn't have time to think about these. He pressed the bullets, and his back was a shot. A devil's head was opened, and the blood was poured out with his brain. When the gods came to the withdrawal of the body, a bullet hit again.

After his left arm, the devil has determined his position at this moment, and the bullets were hit towards this pine tree.

The sniper rifles in his hand were stopped on the ground, and the pain of the heart was spreading the brain from the left arm. At this time, he heard the whispering of the shells.

Roll, lie close to the grass on your stomach.

A cannonball exploded next to the pine tree he just stayed. The huge air waves were scattered around the mud, the soil fluttered around, and the thick pine trees were shaken. The little flowers were also in the air.

Flying, no one saw them, but they witnessed the real hero.

Zhou Shentong trembled the soil and broken branches on his body, and turned over and fluttered behind a large pine tree. His left hand could not lift the gun, and the bullet hurt his bones. He can only stabilize the gun on the ground only when he placed the gun on the ground.

He to hold back the pain to support the sniper rifle with his left hand, aiming at a ghost who was running, and his right index finger was not hesitated to pull the trigger. This devil was only one hundred meters away from him.

On his neck, he dropped his long gun in his hand, covering his neck with his hands and fell down.

Zhou Shentong no longer hid behind the tree, because he knew that he had no time, and the blood on his body continued to flow, and his breathing felt a little unsatisfactory. He adjusted his muzzle.

Aiming at the time of spending five seconds, the bullet flew out again, and shot a special attack player who was moving forward, because he ran quickly, and he kept flashing in the pine tree in the forest. After Zhou Shentong found him, he found him.

He flashed only two pine trees, and was knocked down by Zhou Shentong.

Zhou Shentong laughed, and the blood rushed from his mouth. He couldn't care about it.

"Play this with the uncle, you are a bit tender, the little devil." Zhou Shen said to himself.

But when he killed a little devil again, when he was happy to push the bullet, a bullet also hit his forehead. This was the bullet of the devil sniper. When he was not hidden, the ghost sniper's sniper

It has been moved to 200 meters away from him, and the sight has aimed at his eyebrows.

Zhou Shentong slowly lay beside his beloved sniper rifle. At this moment, his eyes saw the sky. There were countless familiar comrades in the sky calling him.

Gao Hongying, who ran at the forefront, was wearing a fiery red dress and beckoning him with a smile. The beauty was extremely beautiful.

"Hongying, I'm here." Zhou Shentong's eyes were full of desire, he went.

Zhou Shentong fell asleep, fell asleep in the arms of his love of the motherland he loved, and no longer woke up. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, he was still a thief, maybe in the eyes of many people, he was just an ordinary one who couldn't

No matter how ordinary soldiers. His thin body seemed to be a little insignificant in the eyes of many people, but at this moment he was more powerful than Qingshan.

The pine forest spread the scattered branches and leaves on his body. The protruding cold wind rang the rustling of the pine forest, and it seemed to be crying for the departure of the hero.

Yang Siyuan ran sharply, ran out of a mile of miles in one breath, and suddenly saw a figure flashed in front of him. He suddenly hid behind a big tree.

"Si Yuan, it's me." Musan saw that Yang Siyuan was running and intercepted his way.

"Captain, we came out, so dangerous, I was almost stained by the devil." Said when we ran forward and indifferent

"Shinto."

"Behind me." Yang Siyuan turned around but only saw the dense forest behind him, and no half -person shadow was seen.

"He was behind me, and said that he was running faster than me." Yang Siyuan didn't see Zhou Shentong in his heart, and he really thought that Zhou Shentong had always followed him.

"You go back first, let me see."

"Captain, I'll go with you."

"No need, you go back quickly, ask them to prepare for fighting, the devil will find there soon." After Musan said, Yang Siyuan was still there, and he was anxious, roaring.

"Go."

Yang Siyuan had to run towards the valley. He was not very disturbed at this moment, because he didn't see Zhou Shentong. He didn't know how his closest comrades in arms were now. In his heart, he had an unknown hunch anyway.

Seeing that Yang Siyuan went indifferently, he turned around and rushed towards Zhou Shentong's hidden place. He hadn't seen Zhou Shentong for hundreds of meters. He was also very disturbed. The more uneasy he was, the stronger he was.

At this time, the sound of guns stopped. Until nearly a hundred meters, when he saw the ghost figure through Songlin, he stopped and observed the mirror in front of him with a sniper mirror.
Chapter completed!