Mickey immediately noticed the figure that suddenly appeared from the shade of the tree.

"Looking for death!" A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Mickey's mouth.

The Chinese sniper on the opposite side made a very stupid decision. He chose the sniper position at a high place between two big trees. Although he could gain an open vision, he also put himself in danger. From this moment on, an originally fair static sniper contest turned into an asymmetric dynamic sniper contest.

Now for Mitchell, it is equivalent to shooting a mobile target.

For Chinese snipers, they are shooting targets while moving.

The difficulty of shooting a mobile target is completely different from shooting a mobile target! Of course, it is more difficult to shoot a mobile target, much greater!

Two snipers of the same level, one side is still and the other side is moving, shooting each other, the one who dies must be the moving side!

Mitchell didn't know why the Chinese sniper on the opposite side made such a stupid decision, but as a sniper of the Navy SEALs, he would never miss such an opportunity.

All of this is a long story, but it is actually a change in Mitchell's mind.

The next moment, Mickey had completed aiming, then shifted the muzzle slightly forward, leaving a little advance, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

...

In front, three hundred meters away.

Ling Feng's body descended along the pivotal rope in an arc shape, and soon came to mid-air between the two big trees.

At the moment when the tree was swept out of the shade and when his body was exposed to the vision of the seal sniper opposite, Ling Feng did not rush to shoot out the gun. Instead, he did not shoot out the gun, but closed his eyes!

Ling Feng knew very well that at this moment, the seal on the opposite side was shooting a mobile target, while he was shooting a target while moving. The difficulty of both sides was completely different. At this time, it can be said that he had no chance of winning! In fact, Ling Feng did not intend to take the lead with the seal sniper on the opposite side.

After falling three or four meters, Ling Feng's body suddenly stopped.

Because the remaining ropes tied to the previous big tree had been used up, Ling Feng's body suddenly stopped between the two big trees and no longer fell according to the previous arc trajectory.

Almost at the moment when Ling Feng's body stopped suddenly, a scream was pressed against his body. This was the scream produced by the large-caliber rifle bullets passing by, which made Ling Feng's eardrum hurt.

However, Ling Feng was not affected at all. In an instant, Ling Feng's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and he quickly locked the seal sniper three hundred meters away from the opposite side through the infrared scope.

"Die!" Ling Feng said silently in his heart and gently pulled the trigger.

"Ping!" With a dull sonic boom, Ling Feng's right shoulder trembled violently.

The 12.7mm caliber sniper rifle has a very strong recoil force, and its physique is poor, and it may even be shattered. Ling Feng naturally would not have such a thing. After firing the gun, he did not even care about the results, so he quickly quit his right hand and took out a dagger, cut off one side of the rope, and his figure fell down again.

...

Let’s talk about Seal Sniper, Mitchell.

The moment Mitchell pulled the trigger, he suddenly found that the figure of the Chinese sniper opposite stopped, and stopped in the air between the two big trees without any warning, which absolutely violated the principles of physics!

Because the Chinese sniper's body suddenly stopped and Mickey left a pre-measure, he was in a desperate attempt to kill without any surprise.

"Oh Tfak!" Mickey opened his eyes in an instant. How could this be possible?

Shouldn’t it continue to fall in an arc trajectory under the action of gravity and inertia? How could the human body hover in mid-air abnormally? Could it be that it is Chinese Kung Fu?

These are also just a thought in Mitchell's mind.

The next moment, Mickey came back from his surprise and completed the lock again.

However, this time, Mitchell had no chance to pull the trigger. He had just completed the locking of the target. A 12.7mm-caliber rifle bullet was already spinning at high speed and accurately shot into his back and neck. The large-caliber rifle bullet shot from his Dazhui acupoint, penetrated the entire torso diagonally and then penetrated from his lower body. In an instant, Mitchell's entire torso suddenly cracked and turned into a pool of minced meat and splashed violently around.

The large-caliber sniper step was so terrible that the entire torso was broken.

Mickey only had time to let out a half scream, but there was no more noise.

...

Scar, who was rushing forward with an MP5 submachine gun, heard Mickey's half scream and immediately called nervously in the communication channel: "Mickey? Mickey?"

There was silence in the communication channel and no response was received.

A moment later, a seal sounded: "Head, Mickey has been killed!"

"Fake!" Scar cursed fiercely, and realized that he might have encountered a tough character this time. Less than a minute after the fight, the seal had already died and one seriously injured, and two night vision devices were destroyed. However, there were only one Chinese wolf teeth on the opposite side. The wolf teeth that killed thousands of swords were so fucking strong!

After a pause, Scar reminded in the communication channel: "Loren, be careful, the wolf teeth on the opposite side are a tough character!"

"Received!" Loren's response immediately sounded in the communication channel, but in the next moment, Loren immediately screamed in the communication channel, "Oh shit, uh!"

Scar immediately became nervous and asked, "Loren, what's wrong with you?"

"God, I was bitten by a snake." The communication channel immediately rang out of Loren's desperate wail, "A black mamba! It suddenly fell from a big tree, ah!"

Before Loren finished speaking, he let out another scream, but the scream lasted only half a second before it stopped abruptly, like a chicken screaming, whose neck was cut off by someone.

Scar paused in his heart and asked nervously: "Loren?Loren?!"

The communication channel was silent, and the only thing that responded to the scar was the rustling background sound.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded from the communication channel: "Harrow, American white-skinned piglets, welcome you to Kilimanjaro, welcome to hell."

The other party spoke English, but it was a little stiff.

"Who are you?" Scar subconsciously stopped.

"Who am I?" the other party chuckled, "I am, God!"
Chapter completed!