Counterfeit Hero

On the three-kilometer escape route, instead of running, he shot and killed forty-six federal soldiers! Everyone present was shocked!

He is not a killer. A real killer will never be so crazy. It is the instinct of a killer to escape thousands of miles without hitting a hit. Other worthless targets will not arouse the interest of the killer!

He dared to be so crazy and provocative in the federal area, and he shot and killed his pursuers while escaping unhurriedly. This man was the most bloodthirsty, confident, and dangerous professional warrior! At the same time, he is also the most vindictive lunatic. He is seeking revenge for the missed shot that shot Russell!

Tian Xingjian secretly thought it was a fluke. If he had not chosen to come to the girls' dormitory first, but had rashly participated in the search behind him without knowing the details of the other party, he might have been one of the people shot. While he was frightened, the guard said: "Lieutenant Tian, ​​General Russell ordered you to participate in the pursuit. Please go to the front to accept the mission."

The fat man was dumbfounded. He knew the situation of the academy very well. Ground troops who had experienced hundreds of battles were all stationed in various cities. They were cleaning up the remnants of the imperial army and helping to maintain order. The ones stationed in the military base next to the academy were just A fully mechanized infantry division had just been transferred from the rear. As soon as the incident happened, this division was pulled out. The people involved in the pursuit were not ordinary soldiers, but the scouts and special forces of this division!

After all, this division has never been on the battlefield. These special forces have also undergone rigorous training. Their training method is exactly the same as the training that Fatty received. Forty-six people died in three kilometers! The opponent's cruelty is evident. Fatty himself knew his own weight. Although his assessment scores were very good and he was also the number one sniper in the reconnaissance camp training, this was the first time for him to face-to-face with a non-mecha. Any negligence or lack of experience could make him lose. Die!

He arrived at Bernadotte's office in a state of anxiety, and Russell's words confirmed the fat man's worries.

Russell said to the fat man solemnly: "I know who this person is! His name is Hopkins. He is the most extreme nationalist, a Wibo native, and was once the captain of the Gacharin Royal Guard. Because of the number of massacres, Hundreds of innocent Makk people were arrested, and the Gacharin royal family sheltered him. From then on, he disappeared from the public eye. He became a knife in the hands of the Gacharin royal family, specializing in assassinations. Three Within a year, not one of the seventeen important targets escaped his sniper fire. When he was not on a mission, he liked to temporarily join the Army Special Forces with his J-2011 sniper rifle and choose any battlefield in the war to shoot. To him, war is just hunting!”

Russell was a human being after all, and when he thought that he had just escaped from such a person, he felt a little scared. He calmed down and said: "This man, no matter who he is, is a devil! We cannot let him escape, he must be eliminated here. Experienced special forces are on their way to be transferred here, but we are already waiting He can't go on anymore. The soldiers of the 556th Division can't hold him back. So far, more than fifty people have died! Such sacrifices are completely unnecessary. Hopkins is not a fool. He has always stayed at a distance enough to escape danger. , as long as he sees something wrong, he will run away and cause massacres wherever he goes!”

Russell looked at Tian Xingjian seriously and said word by word: "Here, the only one who can deal with him is you. Don't hope to kill your opponent with one shot. You have to hold him back and anger him while protecting yourself." Him until our special forces come back and complete the siege!"

The fat man trembled: "Can't you use mechas?"

Russell shook his head and said: "No, he will break away from the battle as soon as he sees the mecha. There is no way we can find such a professional sniper who is proficient in jungle and mountain warfare. The area behind the academy is too big. Even if the encirclement is completed, it will With his ability, it is very possible to break through the encirclement. It will take two hours, at least two hours, for the troops to compress the encirclement to a size large enough to kill him!"

Russell looked at the pale fat man and said solemnly: "You know, at this moment, in this situation, this is your responsibility!"

Holy shit! As soon as the fat man heard the word "responsibility", he was at a loss. Damn it, I will risk my life today! In order to save his life, Fatty read the map and then the plan with extreme seriousness. After reading the plan, he discussed the details. After discussing the details, he looked at the map again, until Russell couldn't bear it and kicked him out!

The fat man returned to the laboratory first. Under Milan's confused gaze, he found his own equipment. He put on military boots for running and a special camouflage uniform to simulate the environment. He put on a listening device and took out an antique M1 Garand rifle style weapon. A silent sniper rifle, five military spurs and a "bloody" alloy dagger stuck in the waist, and Milan's shell gun, armed to the teeth!

Then, the fat man hugged Milan and kissed her passionately, greedily tasting Milan's smooth lips and tongue.

Milan's stiff body soon softened, and she was so hot as she clung to Fatty's body. She understood what her beloved was going to do, and hugged Fatty's neck fiercely. Milan said: "Don't you dare come back well?" , I will kill you!" The fat man resolutely gave up the plan of putting his hands into Milan's clothes, and the atmosphere of Feng Xiu Xi, Yi Shuihan taking advantage and not having to pay it back completely disappeared.

It is okay for a strong man to die once he is gone, but it would be an injustice if he dies before leaving the army.

Communications from the pursuing soldiers reporting that the enemy might escape at any time came one after another. Russell and several generals waited at the command point near the firefighting area for nearly twenty minutes before they saw the fat man running over panting.

Russell looked at the fat man and said slowly: "Are you ready?"

The fat man tried hard to make his trembling legs less obvious, and saluted: "Ready! Please give instructions!"

Russell and Bernadotte looked at each other and said solemnly: "Let's go!"

Under the watch of six generals and hundreds of soldiers of the 556th Division, Fatty suddenly jumped into the jungle like a black lightning. Everyone only heard a soft sound, and soon there was no movement in the jungle. Oh my god, the legendary thirty-meter disappearance and stealth! There is still ten meters of open space! The officers and soldiers of the 556th Division looked at each other in shock, but the fat man had already gone far away.

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Hopkins looked at the panicked face of a federal soldier in the scope with a grin. He clicked his fingers lightly, and the modified J-2011 sniper rifle in his hand vibrated slightly with almost no sound. The federal soldier's face in the lens The head exploded like a tomato that had been hit by a stone. .

"Fifty-six! It's almost time to kill four more." Hopkins felt very happy. In terms of shooting performance, he should be the top sniper in the world! He sometimes has a hallucination, as if he is the incarnation of death, and feels happy in harvesting life.

J-2011's scope searched, "Hey, those federal special rookies, how come they all suddenly disappeared." Hopkins was a little annoyed, feeling like he was interrupted before the climax!

He put down the gun in his hand, and the listening device in his ear carefully distinguished the subtle noises around him. The messy footsteps were disappearing in the distance. Did the idiots of the Federation give up?

Hopkins smiled coldly, LeRay Federation, a country full of enjoyment and inferior races, cannot have Predators. They are all a group of wimps who are well fed and have nothing to do all day long, a group of bastards who have been gradually assimilated by inferior races. Such It is only a matter of time before the country is destroyed by the empire.

I really don’t understand why Russell, who is the number one person in the military, defected. This spineless Weibo is a disgrace. He betrayed the glory of the Weibo people!

Hopkins is still very angry to this day. This is the first time he has missed a goal in three years, and it's all because of that idiotic woman. If she hadn't shot first in order to attack, Russell would never have been able to escape his own shooting. !

The failure of the mission pierced Hopkins's heart like a thorn. As a perfectionist, it is absolutely an unforgivable shame to go away without missing a beat! He had always hoped that this was a nightmare, hoping that time could go back to before that failed shot. If that was the case, he could make up for this mistake, and he could keep his record so perfect!

After all, you can't turn back time. This fact almost drove Hopkins crazy! After he fired that shot, he did not leave. Instead, he looked forward crazily to Russell appearing in the window and in the scope again, even if it was only for a few tenths of a second. Hopkins believed in himself I will also seize the opportunity to kill this person and keep the record of perfect shooting!

Russell did not appear again. What appeared in the scope was a group of rookie special forces. Hopkins felt that this was an insult to him! An attempted sniper attack actually caused the Leray Federation to send out only these special forces like a fly! This was a slight, an insult, and Hopkins vowed to let these Federals know that even if they failed once, I, Hopkins! Still the best professional fighter in the world!

He started the show, and yes, for Hopkins, it was just a show, a show to return an insult to the Federals! A show that uses the lives of dozens of worthless targets as props! He has even planned that after killing sixty people, he will kill every low-level federal person he sees on his way back! He wants to cause a bloody storm in the Federation and make the Federation pay for the insult to him!

The footsteps of a person came from the listening device. He was obviously a rookie. Hopkins put the scope back on his right eye. He counted the fifty-seventh number silently in his heart.

A fat figure disappeared from his sight with a strange posture and speed! .