Chapter 051 Illusion

This discovery made the two of them ashamed and angry. For a moment, they only felt murderous and ambush on all sides.

Tyson said in a low voice, "Let's go!"

But he didn't even plan to clean up his companion's body, so he immediately turned around and fled. Of course, this is completely understandable... When you are alive, you are your teammates. You don't mind helping out if you can. If you die, you will be a pile of rotten meat and cow dung. Will you take a look at the dog shit?

After all, Lin Xiao is a figure who has sniped the Devils team plan, and his strength is beyond doubt. And now the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. I don't know how many enemies are lurking in the dark, how many traps are arranged, and it is unwise to continue to chase and kill. More importantly, they can't fall into the enemy's trap again, so Tyson and Robinson chose to leave wisely.

To put it better, it is called "retaining a strategic retreat of living forces", and to put it unpleasantly, it is "the sound of the wind, the bird of the bow"~~

But they wanted to leave, but some people didn't agree.

"Well, I opened this mountain, and this tree is planted by me. If you want to live from now on, stay and buy money!"

Lin Xiao turned from the shadow of a big tree, raised his hand and released a fireball. The basketball-sized fireball dragged the black flame tail and roared out, aiming at the position in front of the two of the demon team, splashing mud, which was comparable to the explosion of the howitzer successfully delayed their escape.

The situation reversed, and Lin Xiao, who had been chased like a homeless dog, immediately began to hunt back.

The big man Tyson and the black magician Robinson looked gloomy, but did not mean to fight back at all, and Lin Xiao was obviously fearless. The ring was launched with its own skills, and a black fog condensed fear demon's head flew out of the air and quickly bit the big man Tyson, making the target fall into the fear of being unable to act. In a state of fear.

Then, another sharp gas explosion sounded, accompanied by a slightly invisible blue flame suddenly lit up in the distance, and a needle-shaped projectile that rolled up a spiral of tearing air at a speed of nearly 2,000 meters per second with unparalleled power.

"It's the sniper hidden in the dark! Damn it!" Robinson scolded in his heart, but his hands did not slowly brush out a purification technique for Tyson, who was feared. In this way, if he reacted with Tyson's flesh/body quality, he would not be shot like that useless newcomer, right?

Thinking of this, he was a little relieved, but then Robinson felt a chilling and frightening murderous murderous atmosphere! The premonition of death, which seemed to be torn into pieces and chewed by the monster the next moment, made him tremble from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his head exploded.

(Daw! Why is the target me?!)

......

Lock, predict, aim, shoot.

Then... it's the fireworks outlined with blood and brain in the sniper mirror.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Francis knew that his killing record had been refreshed again.

As an Irishman who inherited good aristocratic bloodline, he has been listening to his mother's bedtime stories, the legend of King Arthur's Round Table Knights, the legend of Fiona Knights, the legend of Robin Hood theft... The young soul worships heroes, and he dreams of becoming that in order to protect him. The existence of protecting the weak.

And he did so. He was admitted to the military academy with excellent results. He became a member of a British anti-terrorism special forces to fight against bullying weak terrorists who threatened world peace.

Because of his talent and efforts, Francis gradually became a very good sniper and even got the rank of major with his excellent achievements - this has almost realized his dream, although this dream has gradually deteriorated in continuous battles.

Terrorists will not mark their names on their heads to indicate that they are terrorists, even if they rush into the crowd with bombs to play self-detonation. The anti-terrorism forces are always "late" and always arrive about halfway through the terrorist's conspiracy. Every time they see innocent people killed because of demonstrations Francis, the masses and the Arabs who are crazy enough to risk their lives, will eventually end their lives one by one with angry bullets.

He has always believed that the world is fair and that if you do something wrong, you have to pay a price, and he has always followed and firmly believed it.

But in fact, those who will only die will only die. The real leaders will basically not appear, or they themselves have some kind of shady deal with the government... After all, if there are no criminals. Then the messenger of justice is going to be laid off, right?

Politics is just a secret operation of the rulers. I vaguely guessed this, but subconsciously chose to ignore it... Because the world shouldn't be so dark.

But in an anti-terrorism operation, what happened to Frances made it completely impossible for him to face himself...

Because of the belief in protecting the weak from an early age, he can't deal with women and children. He has never encountered this type of terrorist in anti-terrorism operations in the city, but when he took his team to Somalia in East Africa to carry out secret missions, he encountered difficult choices he had to make.

When it was not far from the mission target, they accidentally found a woman with two children, and her seemingly casual walk would inevitably attract the attention of soldiers with live ammunition.

This is a very bad situation, and the consequences of hidden actions will be unimaginable if they are discovered. The suggestion of the team members is to get rid of them in case of future troubles, otherwise, in this enemy's base camp, one step will fall into the abyss of eternal disaster - Frances, as the captain, hesitated at this moment, and as a sniper to put everything in his eyes at a high place, he finally made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

“...... Don't kill them. Just let them not make a sound."

The team members did so, but compared with direct killing, it is much more difficult to keep alive, especially in the case of three targets.

A woman and a child were stunned from behind as scheduled, but the remaining little girl screamed enough to be heard within hundreds of meters!

The shouting attracted the attention of the enemy, and then came the massacre.

The organizational movement awakened by the scream was much faster than expected. The sentry machine gunner who had been cleaned up before was soon replaced by someone. The searchlight hit in an instant made the anti-terrorism team unable to escape, and the whole team that had no time to retreat was immediately fell into the barrage storm fired by machine guns... The anti-terrorism of the sneak attack Member, the enemy has no intention of leaving alive at all.

In just a few minutes, Francis' special operations team has been completely destroyed. Only he, the sniper and auxiliary observer, survived.

The reason why all this happened was the kindness of Francis... He was broken at this moment, and his self-reproach and despair instantly defeated the man who had never failed.

The world is fair, and you have to pay for doing something wrong. This is... The price of mercy?

The mission failed and the team members were completely destroyed. He had no face to go back and stayed in the land that made him suffer this upheaval. And fell into the mixed place of bars and karaoke, and then unconsciously joined a mercenary regiment to witness the killing and being killed for the repeated experience of diamonds and gold that did not belong to them.

The heart is caught in a huge contradiction, and morphine and other sedatives are needed every night to fall asleep, otherwise the brain will fall into an uncontrollable dead cycle, and the broken Francis embarks on a road of no return. Francis, who was once a messenger of justice, became the scum he hunted and hunted in the past. The old, children and women, he could pull the trigger in the scope without changing his face. For the captured prisoners and women who could not be exchanged for benefits, he also laughed and participated in torture and abuse with other inferior mercenaries. Humiliation...

I don't know how long such a day lasted. When Francis suddenly woke up one morning, he looked back and found that he was hopeless.

Dreams have long been abandoned and his hands are covered with sin. Why does he still live in the world? People who have no faith and no goal are no different from the walking dead. It's better to go back...

When you face the past bravely, all you need is a bullet.

"It should be fair to end yourself with bloody and evil hands, right? If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price..." Thinking of this, Francis calmly swallowed the gun and committed suicide.

I thought it would be an eternal sleep, but unexpectedly, I opened my eyes again and came to the era of gold rushing wilderness... This is a brand-new world, a city with infinite possibilities. On the edge of life and death, Francis suddenly found that the trouble that troubled him before was no longer troublesome.

But after all, people are social creatures, and the Lone Ranger always has time to exchange information with others. In the adventure of the Terminator world, I was helped by others. This kindness must be returned so that you can live up to your heart!

No matter who the enemy is, with the Gaussian sniper rifle with this infinite bullet in his arms, Francis' heart is like water and fearless.

His bullet will kill the enemy as soon as he emerges and has not yet reacted.

All the past passed through his mind like running water, and Francis' hands were as calm as ever.

Francis, who instantly judged that it was the target, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the target was the black-robed magician with a frightened face next to him... The heart is in the middle.