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One thousand four hundred and sixty-two (2)

Turn your face and make the last distance adjustment.
There was not a single person around, only the moonlight from Tsinghua University could outline the boy's side face, his straight nose bridge and his bright eyes, as if he could not be suppressed by the night surrounding him.
What Bo Jiu is best at is not shooting from a long distance, but has seen demonstrations made by great masters.
Breathing is important, and it is also important not to act casually.
The blocker on the tree still doesn't understand it. Once the blocker fires the gun and fails to hit the target, it means that the battle is over, because the blocker is most afraid of being discovered where he is.
Obviously, the shooting that hit the gray rabbit just now had already put the shooter in a passive position.
They all came from the army, but they also understood this.
Of course, the blocker soldier did not expect someone to lie in the grass. He estimated that the terrain was about to leave his current position.
At this moment, the first gunshot he encountered in his life suddenly appeared behind him.
The speed made the blocker's eyes widen in disbelief.
The fire flashed.
The blocker quickly moved his spear.
But it was too late, and the rising white smoke had already explained many problems.
Not to mention the tremor from his chest after he was hit by an empty bag bullet, which was painful. If it were a real bullet, he would have exploded his heart with one shot.
Did that man calculate that he would turn around and then hit this position?
The impact force brought by the empty bag bullet made him take a step back and grab the tree trunk with his fingers so that he would not be hit from it.
This angle is very tricky.
There is only one gap, and you will definitely be shot deadly.
The blocker was holding the tree trunk, and his heart was either surprised or shocked.
He couldn't even believe how that person found such an angle?
Just rely on a technical soldier?
But the truth is that he was shot to death and he didn't even react.
He didn't even think that the person would predict his position and go around behind him to bury him.
It was like a ghost at night, without a trace of sound. If the person hadn't shot at him, he wouldn't have noticed the other party's position until now.
This feeling makes the blocker seem to be on the battlefield.
It's over before it even started.
If it is on the battlefield... If it is on the battlefield, their team was destroyed by such a back-ranking striker, he knew very well what that meant.
This means that his blind confidence will kill his teammates.
He thought he had aimed at someone, but in fact he had been targeted long ago.
It is said that the blocker tests shooting.
In fact, a good blocker tests too many things and analyzes the situation with a stable psychological state.
However, he did not do these today.
The blocker seemed to be frozen in place, his whole body was numb and stiff, as if he had no strength, leaning on the tree trunk.
Thinking about his previous performance, his face was so hot.
He even made a quick judgment without even knowing what the opponent was.
It turns out that No. 10, even if it has something to do, has the same strength.
Chapter completed!
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