The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1163 The first thousand 420 eight is about guardianship, you don't mention a word

The rest of the people also began to prepare, where to hide, or to find the best viewing angle, just to see the situation in the school bus more clearly, so that they can make the most appropriate response in the most urgent situation .

It's just that the entire operation team didn't expect that the person who moved the fastest turned out to be the boss.

Holding a spear in one hand, like a leopard in a very jungle, he jumped into the hidden area beside the road.

Spike is still lurking, and he can't even look away. Sometimes blocking sight is more important than sniping itself.

But the prince is different. He is not good at long-range shooting, so he can only do it in a hurry.

But just when he was in a hurry, he saw a handsome figure climbing up the tree, with murderous looks in his eyes. When he was sitting on the branch of the tree, he used all available surroundings to cover himself. When the shape merged with the whole tree, the crown prince's eyes widened.

Big devil?
Langya also sensed that there was an extra person behind him.

Just feeling, and not going back.

But he knew it was the boss.

Few people have seen Qin Mo's long-range sniping.

In most cases, he is in charge of commanding, which soldier should be in which position, and how to complete the task better and safer.

What these people looked like when they came out is what they should look like when they take them back.

The reason why he is called the captain is that if he goes deep into the enemy, he must be the first to charge.

It's just that not all tasks can be advanced based on who is tough enough.

The prince watched with his own eyes that the man turned his face and lifted the gun, and put it on his shoulder, like the most silent existence, even his breathing moved with the wind.

"Boss, what do you want to do?" The hunter opened his mouth.

The magician tilted his head, with dirt still on his face: "Shoot."

"Boss, he hasn't held a gun for a long time, right?"

Yes, everyone knows that since that incident, Qin Mo has never taken a gun in this kind of real mission. No matter how good his shooting points are, he is always in the army, because...he doesn't want to.

About three seconds passed.

The magician smiled: "Does this prove that the boss is really coming back?"

The one who raises the gun and draws a 800-meter no-man's land, with hay in the corner of his mouth, can shock all those who want to offend this land.

Just how to overcome the psychological thing?
The hunter didn't ask this sentence.

Back then they went on that mission together.

When he found the boss, his eyes were too red, the gun was placed by his side, his whole body was wet, and his wrist was hanging on one side.

Back to the troops.

Both the people above and the doctor are saying that the boss has been psychologically hinted that he is no longer suitable for any missions, his rank will be revoked, and he will be sent back to the city.

That is the pride of heaven.

They all know.

But who knows.

In order to defend this place, he suffered large and small injuries on his body.

During the earthquake, in order to pull a person up, his back was swollen by heavy objects, and he endured it until the troops received treatment.

He is as tough as a mountain.

But when the mountain was destroyed.

Like a clear moon in the silence of the night.

Even leaving quietly.

Now, he raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was only following a point, and that point fell behind the recruit disguised as No. 10, and he never left.

The people around fell into silence.

That was probably the only protection available.

Pick up the gun, lock it a little bit, make no mistake.

As Bo Jiu walked in, no one knew that the person's weaker breathing merged with the sniper rifle in his hand.

(End of this chapter)