The search became more and more careful. McDonn had almost missed any position that could attract his attention and was enough to hide the next sniper's position. Especially those positions that seemed contrary to the sniper's hidden common sense, which made McDonn pay special attention. In a sense, the important factor in the showdown between two snipers has always depended on the calculation of his opponent's mentality and behavioral patterns. A sniper who was outrageously calm was very likely to use his psychological inertia and cognitive misunderstandings to set up a sniper trap for himself!

Almost the moment after McDaun began searching again, Madison's somewhat anxious voice suddenly came from the communicator headphones worn on McDaun's ear: "McDaun, where are you?"

Staring at the screen on the remote control in his hand, McDawn sighed slightly, reached out and pressed the communicator button impatiently: "I'm doing what I should do! Don't disturb me, you know that I can't make mistakes in the work I do!"

Obviously knowing McDaun’s combat habits, Madison’s voice became apparently gentle: “Okay… let me remind you, cut into the battlefield as soon as possible to intervene. You can’t make mistakes, and we can’t make mistakes, understand?”

A disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and McDonn pressed the communicator button again: "I am different from you! Work, collect money, and then leave the next business order or just leave. This is my working mode. And you... good hunters shouldn't have too many distractions! Now close your big mouth and keep quiet before I take the initiative to contact you!"

Although he was sarcastic about Madison, McDaon's eyes were always staring at the small screen on the remote control. When the camera mounted on the tracked detection vehicle slowly shook past a huge pile of garbage made of buildings, domestic garbage and vehicle wreckage, McDaon suddenly stopped his finger pressing on the controller!

Thanks to the nearly zero people's livelihood projects in Tavi's urban area, a large amount of domestic waste was piled up in the streets and alleys, gradually forming one huge garbage dump after another. Especially in areas near the edge of the city, some slums are almost distributed around huge garbage mountains as the center.

Residents living near the garbage mountain are constantly increasing the height and area of ​​the garbage mountain almost every minute. And those children living in slums are like garbage bugs, treating the huge garbage mountain as their own amusement park and treasure place, and drilling around the huge garbage mountain all day long, playing around, or looking for various debris that can barely make them useful.

In such years of trampling and searching, the huge garbage mountain is full of holes by the children like garbage insects, and there are countless spaces that can hide people. In addition, it exceeds the height of three floors, such garbage mountain is definitely a treasure land that overlooks the entire fire front line from a high place. The only flaw is that there are always a large number of mosquitoes and flies on this garbage mountain. Hiding in it, not only those mosquitoes and flies and poisonous crawlers will interfere with the sniper, but it may even expose the sniper's position because the smell of the sniper attracts too many insects to gather.

Mediating the detection shot to the maximum magnification, McDaone started the search from the top of the garbage mountain little by little. Obviously, the large pile of domestic garbage at the top of the garbage mountain is not suitable for snipers to hide. Otherwise, the smoke and dust floating across the top of the garbage pile will be blown by the wind from time to time, which will greatly interfere with the sniper's sight, causing the sniper's observation blind spot.

Some of the vehicle wreckage piled up at the bottom of the garbage mountain are obviously not a good hiding place. Many of the construction waste piled up near the vehicle wreckage are emitting blue smoke, which is obviously because of the burning. In such a high temperature environment, within half an hour, the sniper hiding near the vehicle wreckage can become a large piece of grilled meat covered with oil.

With a slightly frowning, McDaone was about to move the detection camera to the middle of the garbage mountain to continue searching, but a strong feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart!

From entering the battlefield to now, I have been in the same place for more than five minutes. In these five minutes, the detection lens on the tracked detection vehicle was directly shining by the sun for at least one minute...

This is enough for a professional sniper to discover and infer where he is!

Without any hesitation, McDaon quickly lay down, a small stone pinned the handle on the controller, controlled the tracked detection vehicle and rushed towards the center of the battlefield, and then slowly crawled behind a pile of relatively loose domestic garbage.

Like an inflexible mole, McDaone reached out and slowly dug a hole that could barely allow him to drill into under the garbage dump that smelled rotten. Then he held the strap of the sniper rifle with one hand, putting his chest and abdomen against the ground, and drilling into the pit he had just dug out.

In the hot weather, the foul smell emitted when the garbage rots almost makes the person who inhaled these smells vomit out on the spot. Even McDaun, who has been strictly trained, felt a clear discomfort in his throat and respiratory tract after inhaling this foul gas comparable to biochemical poison gas.

Slowly exhaled a turbid air that was holding in his chest. McDaone breathed in small mouths, trying to adapt to the stench that was shrouded in him, but he slowly reached out and opened a hole the size of a fist on the garbage in front of him, and then slowly moved the sniper rifle to his eyes.

Hiding in such a garbage dump, the field of vision and shooting are significantly affected, but for opponents who may have noticed their original position, this is an excellent place to conduct reverse observation. Judging from the sights on the sniper rifle gun, the shooting positions that can snipe at the position they are just here are almost all within the shooting range of the sniper rifle.

Inexplicably, a famous Chinese saying suddenly appeared in McDaoen's heart that he had never forgotten after hearing it by chance - How could he be a blessing for the loss of his horse?

Almost at the moment when this famous Chinese saying appeared in McDaoen's heart, the tracked detection vehicle that rushed forward had already run through a not-so-high ruin of the building. The steel tracks were scraping against the ruins of the building, and it happened to scrape a large piece of wall skin off. As the large piece of wall skin fell off, a piece of dilapidated and dirty linen appeared in front of McDaoen!

Without any hesitation, McDaone quickly turned the muzzle of the sniper rifle in his hand and pointed the muzzle straight at the ruins of the building next to the sackcloth. His fingers also prepressed the trigger to the state before firing. Inside the building that was blown down, there was not much dust falling on a piece of sackcloth, which was absolutely unreasonable!

The only reasonable explanation is that the linen was just placed in its current position. Perhaps the person, like himself, was wearing a piece of worn linen on his body as a cover!
Chapter completed!