Zhang Lei?
A headshot?
Jianjun Hu and Fatty Wang heard Yang Xueli's scream and quickly turned their heads. They were shocked when they saw Zhang Lei shoot an enemy's head.
When did these enemies become so weak?
Why haven't we hit anyone after fighting for so long?
Wait, Zhang Lei was holding a pistol? Why did he have a pistol?
The moon was bright tonight. Even Fatty Hu Jianjun and Fatty Wang could clearly see the pistol in Lei Zhang's hand. Although they couldn't see the smoke from the muzzle, they couldn't deny that the enemy was definitely killed by this pistol.
Zhang Lei didn't care what Jianjun Hu and the others were thinking. After killing an enemy with one shot, he immediately dashed over and snatched an AK47.
In the next moment.
He had an AK in his left hand and a Desert Eagle in his right.
The two guns opened fire at the same time.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Before the two enemies who were responsible for pinning them down could react, they were directly shot down by two shots.
Four of the six enemies had died in the blink of an eye.
There were only two left.
"Awesome!"
Fatty Wang only said two words. He, who had always been eloquent, could not think of more words to express his feelings and admiration for Zhang Lei.
At this time, Jianjun Hu aimed at an enemy on the left and shouted,""Fatty, don't just stand there. Kill these two bastards.”
Yes, he had to kill the remaining two enemies on the left. Otherwise, he would lose all his face today.
One of them was a ten-year veteran, while the other called himself a sharpshooter.
But now, after fighting for a long time, they had not killed a single enemy, while that inconspicuous student had instantly defeated four of them.
Yes, Zhang Lei was a student.
An archaeology student.
A seasoned soldier and a sharpshooter had lost to a student. Even if Jianjun Hu didn't like to be in the limelight, he still wanted some face.
Alright, in reality, even if he killed these two people, he would have already lost to Zhang Lei, this student.
However, at least he would look better with battle achievements.
Fatty Wang naturally knew what Jianjun Hu was thinking. Without saying anything, he quickly turned his gun.
"Bang bang…"
The two hunting rifles immediately exploded, and the bullets carried the anger and unwillingness of King Hu and King Wu as they flew towards the two enemies.
However, the two shotguns could not carry all their hopes. Jianjun Hu hit an enemy with one shot, but only in the arm. Coupled with the lack of power of the bullet, the enemy did not fall at all. Instead, he turned around and ran.
Fatty Wang's target was even more straightforward. Before he heard the gunshot, he had already dodged behind a sand dune and never came out again.
When he reappeared, he was already out of the range of the shotgun.
Jianjun Hu and Fatty Wang looked like they had nothing left to live for.
There was no chance.
The shotgun was congenitally deficient!
At this time, even if they chased after him, it would be useless. It seemed that the battle credits could only fall on Zhang Lei.
He had an AK in his hand.
The range of the AK was large. Although the distance between the two sides was more than 200 meters, it could definitely kill those two people.
For some reason, Commander Hu and Commander Wang subconsciously thought that Zhang Lei could kill the enemy within 200 meters.
Of course, Zhang Lei didn't disappoint them.
The spear rose.
He aimed.
Gunshots.
An enemy fell.
The few movements were done in one go.
Another gunshot rang out.
The second enemy fell again.
At this point, all six enemies had been eliminated.
Jianjun Hu, Fatty Wang, Xueli Yang, and Yixin Ye looked at Lei Zhang who was collecting the spoils of war.
The vague shadow gradually became clear and tall.
"Hey, Old Hu, are you hot?" Fatty Wang muttered.
Hot!
The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was dozens of degrees, so it would definitely not be hot in the second half of the night.
However, Commander Hu understood what Commander Wang meant.
Hot, it was indeed a little hot.
It wasn't her body that was hot, but her face.
His face was burning hot from being slapped.
Commander Wang had previously clamored to teach others a lesson, but now, the one teaching others a lesson had become Zhang Lei.
Commander Hu was a ten-year veteran with actual combat experience, but now he was inferior to a student.
Listening to their conversation, Yang Xueli was a little depressed. Am I the only one who cares about Zhang Lei's marksmanship?
Previously, he had witnessed Zhang Lei's terrifying close-combat skills. Now, he realized that this guy's marksmanship was also so heaven-defying. He killed one person with every shot, and his bullets did not miss.
Did he have any shortcomings?
"Zhang Lei, whoever sees it will get a share. Leave me a gun!”
Fatty Wang suddenly woke up. Seeing Zhang Lei carrying a few guns on his back, he roared and immediately ran away.
"If you want a gun, pick it up yourself."
Zhang Lei stepped aside to let Fatty Wang's sturdy body pass and said with a faint smile.
Fatty Wang had no choice but to run over and collect the two guns furthest away.
"Fatty, clean up the battlefield and see if there's anything else.”Zhang Lei reminded with a smile.
Although he was the one who killed these guys and the spoils of war should belong to him, it was useless for him to have so many things alone. He could only increase his overall strength by sharing them with others.
The Hu and Wang duo's combat strength was actually not weak. Their poor performance today was not their problem, but their poor shooting skills.
Not long after, Fatty Wang came back. Other than two guns, he also carried a bulging backpack. It seemed that his harvest was not bad.
Zhang Lei walked back to Yang Xueli's side and handed her a bloody notebook. He found it on a corpse and it was all in English.
"Let's go back and take a look. There should be some gains.”
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