The mountains and ridges are far apart, and it is impossible to determine where the snipers hide. Sprinkle all the scouts, and they are just looking for needles in a haystack.

It is necessary to get out of the mountains as soon as possible, so that snipers will find it difficult to hide.

Yan Song made timely adjustments and ordered the school to wear the armor of ordinary soldiers, with little effect.

Tens of thousands of people are crowded on the narrow mountain road. If there is no command and mobilization step by step, they will inevitably fall into chaos.

Therefore, even though the generals disguised themselves, they still had to give orders. The habit of being domineering and being developed on a daily basis could not be eradicated. In particular, some idiots who thought they were heroic still stood up and raised their chests and yelled at each other, becoming the unscrupulous souls under the gun.

On the third day, the situation became worse.

With a gunshot, the bullet penetrated the twelve soldiers, and it was a close-range flat shot. Three consecutive sounds, a total of twenty-eight soldiers fell down.

The deterrence was huge, and it declared that the entire army had become the target of attack, and everyone was in danger. Since then, even the fire-headed soldiers went to the stream to fetch water, and were frightened.

But this adventure made the Tongyou warrior who had been prepared to lock in the direction.

After the jihad coalition paid the lives of five masters and eight were seriously injured, they finally besieged two soldiers from the Ideal Country. They relied on the terrain and pistols and grenades to resist for an entire hour before they shot the last bullet into their temples.

The bad news is that the two of them's desperate resistance delayed the time and attracted attention, and the sniper evacuated successfully.

The good news is that the two of them had bottomed out, with only a few fried rice left. The sniper lost the protection of his partner and lacked food. He had to be wary of the scouts' search and could not do anything.

Yan Song's judgment was very wrong.

At night, gunshots of revenge sounded. They were very flexible. They could change places after two or three shots. They were very efficient. They killed at least three or four people with one shot.

In the darkness, there is nowhere to be found.

The army of more than 30,000 people stretched for twenty or thirty miles, crowded in cramped areas, becoming a living target. A shot came like a candied haws. The surrounding mountains were too large, and the scouts could not defend at all.

Although only more than one hundred casualties were killed or killed, the entire army could not rest and was exhausted the next day. In the afternoon, the gunshots roared again. The other party was simply an iron man who could fight tirelessly and divert.

The nightmare lasted for six days, and the morale of the army dropped to freezing point, and it only took more than a hundred miles to travel.

Even the most arrogant lieutenant gave instructions, he also learned from the delicate little lady's speech in a quiet voice. He didn't dare to look directly at his subordinates, for fear that the elusive sniper would be identified. The soldiers obeyed numbly, like walking corpses.

Everyone doesn't know whether they are still alive in the next second.

The morale of the army was disintegrating, so it was not far from the bombing camp.

What's going on like this?

Yan Song decided to treat himself as bait.

Withdrawal from the guards, without wearing a helmet, he rode alone in front of the entire army.

Of course, the sniper could guess that this was a bait. But the bait was really too tempting. If you don’t believe it, he wouldn’t take the bait.

The autumn wind is bleak.

The martial arts immortal master who was consecrated the eighth level of the realm drove his eyes to the extreme, and the emperor and heaven lived up to the painstaking efforts. As dusk approached, he finally noticed a slight flashing in the woods five or six miles away on the left.

That is the telescope reflection of the sniper rifle.

Wow...

With a roar, the mountains and valleys responded.

Yan Song rose into the air, kicked his feet towards the cliff, and shot through a mountain stream more than ten meters wide like an arrow.

Boom, the hard mountain collapsed into a pit as big as a foot basin. The horse could not bear the strong recoil force, and kicked four times and neighed endlessly.

The powerful figure jumped across the mountains, causing a strong wind to roar. It was unpredictable, and three gunshots failed to hit him.

In less than a minute, Yan Song rushed to a cave six miles away and rushed in without hesitation. He was not sure whether this was a dead hole. If he connected to other places and let the other party escape, it would be troublesome.

Bang...

A sharp whistle sounded.

Yan Song's chest was painful and he dodged and slanted, and his speed was slightly slowed down.

Fu Jia blocked the pistol bullet, but the impact force was concentrated at a certain point, which was not easy to relieve. Moreover, in such high-speed movement, he did not have time to use his protective aura. If the head was hit, the consequences would be very serious.

Pa, pa, pa...

After six guns fired, it stopped abruptly, and the thin figure quickly threw away the pistol.

How can you let go of a God-given opportunity?

The male lion fights the rabbit, do your best.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Song rushed over twenty meters away. His vision also changed from the blur when he suddenly entered the dark cave to become clear again.

A warning sign suddenly arises.

The creepy feeling was like a thread of ice snake, reaching its backbone. The pupils of the Conscious Immortal Master were trembling, but they had no time to stop the rushing forward.

He saw clearly...

The thin figure stood motionless, wrapped around the body with a circle of bullets, and two rows of grenades were tied to the chest and abdomen. His left hand was horizontally placed in front of his chest and his thumb was pressing down the pinch firmly.

boom……

The earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

Five minutes later, the deputy generals and the side generals rushed into the cave and carried out the bloody general.

The talisman armor on his chest was blown to pieces, and his head completely turned into a blood gourd. Half of his skin was lifted away, and one ear disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, the last moment, the body protection aura was stimulated, and the head was tilted to avoid blinding the eyes, and not being too seriously injured.

The immortal master has tenacious vitality and amazing body repair ability. Ten minutes later, Yan Song, who applied the elixir, woke up and acted without any serious damage.

The snipers of the Ideal Country were blown into pieces, and the blood limbs splattered across the cave, which was a terrible sight.

When checking the grain bags tied to the back of the person, everyone was stunned. Only half a bag of bark and grass roots were contained inside, and there was no grain of rice.

The mountains and forests here lack fruit trees, and there are no wild vegetables in autumn. Although there are small animals such as snakes and rats, he dare not make trouble and kill them, for fear of alarming the omnipresent scouts.

I don’t know how many days he has been hungry, but he still has the strength to cross mountains and ridges and hide in Tibet to fight. With just one man and one shot, he suppressed the advancement of the 30,000 troops and became a frightened bird.

There was also a small piece of cardboard in the grain bag.

When the general saw this, he was so scared that he quickly turned his eyes and thought it was a soul-catching magic.

Above is a smiling middle-aged woman, lifelike and delicate, as if she seals the soul of a person on paper.

Yan Song knew that this was called "photo". Turning the back, he saw a line of fine words.

"Mom, I'm going to cross the sky like a meteor. I miss you so much!"

The martial arts immortal master who has experienced many battles and killed countless people has trembled his arms and almost failed to pinch the photos.

At the last moment, the sniper's face was deeply imprinted into Yan Song's mind.

It was a young, childish face. His cheeks were so thin that he swollen, but his eyes were very calm, clear, and as bright as a jumping flame.

He had seen too many people crying before their death, fear, madness, anger, and never seen such an incomprehensible expression. In addition to being shocked, he was also shocked!

Oh my god, who are these people?

After a long silence, he ordered everyone to leave. Yan Song dug a hole, tied up the young man's remaining bodies, and buried them with guns, photos and other objects.

Finally, a large stone was moved to stand in front of the grave, and the four words "nameless tomb" were engraved.

Twilight has come, the peaks are like waves, and the mountain wind is vast.

Yan Song clasped his fists solemnly and said:

"The nameless little brother of the Ideal Country, go all the way. If there is a next life, I will definitely not be an enemy of you."
Chapter completed!