Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

Chapter Fifty-Eight: One Shot into the Soul and Kills Zakaev! 【Subscribe!】 】！！

At sunset.

The sun sets, leaving a cloud of fire on the edge of the sky to illuminate the sky.

The orange sky gives this dead city a touch of poignant beauty.

Pripia Hotel, Penthouse.

SC Johnson and McMillan crawled in front of a broken glass window, watching motionlessly.

Two hours ago, the clearing a thousand meters ahead became lively.

It used to be a small basketball court.

The T72 tank violently knocked over the basketball hoop and crossed the middle of the three-point line.

There were at least two companies of enemy patrolling around.

From time to time, several female deer helicopters remained in the air and circled in the air.

At first, SC Johnson was worried for a while, wondering if the helicopter would be equipped with an infrared thermal image detector.

But when the helicopter hovered less than fifty meters away from the two for a while, it did not find the two people.

Sc Johnson was relieved and gave up the idea of wrapping his whole body in cold mud.

Subsequently.

The enemies around the basketball court became denser and denser, and some limousines began to come into view.

SC Johnson admitted that he was not distracted, and his eyes were always on the sniper scope to observe.

McMillan beside him, from time to time, turned his head and looked at him strangely.

From the man next to him, who was not the age of his own son.

Veteran MacMillan actually smelled a hint of murder?

“Actually, dude, I’m super rich, I’ll take the rations, and when I’m done fighting this battle, I’ll invite you to dinner.”

“Really? Then I’ll have to eat you.” ”

“Deadly! We had our staff in the hotel, but no need to consider casualties. ”

“Directly use the cannon to blow up this building for Lao Tzu!!”

“SC Johnson!! Don’t be complacent, 7 is your mother’s family, you give me to remember! ”

“Do you know why they call you Ice Cube?” Because you’ve closed yourself off. ”

“141 doesn’t need such a cold man, you’ve let me down!”

“When you cut Alassad, you’ll be back to normal, okay?”

Somehow, the previous scene passed.

Jackson, Vasquez, Price’s voices kept appearing in SC Johnson’s ear system, which was annoying.

It doesn’t just live stream everything SC Johnson sees.

It can also be recorded with billions of resolution pixels like the naked eye and stored in SC Johnson’s brain.

In the dead of night, SC Johnson occasionally scrolls through his memories.

I feel that I can let go of the past, at least I can face it calmly.

But now, when I think about it again, SC Johnson finds itself unable to resist.

His nose was sour, his eyes were a little moist, and Sc johnson quietly wiped a handful of tears from his head.

McMillan glanced at him and pressed his eyes back to the sniper scope.

“Did I tell you?”

“Old Boy John begged everyone to come to me in order to find you?”

“I’m curious what kind of guy would be worth getting him to put down that old face.”

“Now I kind of understand.”

“Soldier, I’ll give you a minute to deal with your tears.”

“Return to combat in a minute, don’t get distracted.”

Sc Johnson sucked in his nose, simply put down Barrett, and gave a hard face: “Yes.” ”

A minute later, SC Johnson took a few deep breaths and leaned back into the sniper position to observe.

Then.

A jeep, under the cover of an armored vehicle next to it, pulled into SC Johnson’s sight.

He first saw Makarov in the driver’s seat.

He changed into a combat uniform and wore a black hat.

Sitting in the back seat on the right sits Yuri.

In the co-pilot’s seat, a bald man with a long beard slowly got out of the car.

“The target appears.”

SC Johnson squinted his eyes and slowly pulled his fingers to the trigger.

“Confirm, Imranzakhaev.”

McMillan said.

“Shooting distance 1021.7 meters.”

“Wind speed 18.4.”

“Calibrate the trajectory, the bullet flight time is expected to be 1.14 seconds.”

“Don’t rely entirely on the parameters given by the sniper scope to calculate the wind speed and humidity yourself.”

“A kilometer away, you have to consider the impact of Coriolis at this distance.”

“Received.”

SC Johnson quickly calculated the ballistic data while comparing it to the parameters on the sniper rifle.

On the live broadcast side, the big guys also let their own sniper elites observe together, and at the same time gave the same data as SC Johnson.

Making slight adjustments, SC Johnson slowed down his breathing, locked his focus on Zakaev’s chest after Zakaev got out of the car, and let the two men work together to carry a black box to the middle of the field.

There stood a man whose identity was unknown at the moment.

The two shook hands, and Zakaev himself opened the box.

Inside are two rows full of gold bricks, the same size as the GOLD bricks that SC Johnson attached to the chest.

One piece was one kilogram, and there were at least twenty pieces in that box.

“At least forty million… What does he want to use to buy? ”

SC Johnson questioned, but did not need To Explain By MacMillan.

The man who traded with Zakaev saw the gold.

With a wave of his hand, he asked his men to pull out a heavy-looking sealed cylinder from a sedan.

The side of the barrel is affixed with a sign of high-risk radiation c.

“Observe, do you see the small flag on the basketball hoop that fell to the ground?”

“The flag is not fluttering, indicating that the wind speed there is still.”

“You can shoot at any time, but watch out for sudden changes in wind speed.”

Then.

Just as SC Johnson was about to shoot with his fingers.

About five hundred meters in front of the two men, a helicopter crossed in front of the two men.

“Ahh…, don’t be nervous, he’s just on patrol and will leave later. ”

McMillan frowned.

After hearing this, SC Johnson slowly released the pulling trigger and waited for more than ten seconds to keep breathing at a uniform speed, and the helicopter finally flew away.

At this time, Zakaev seemed to quarrel with the other party.

He waved his arms and kept walking around, pointing to the gold on the ground and saying something.

The flag not far from him also fluttered slowly.

“The wind speed changes, but the impact is not big, you can shoot at any time.”

McMillan finished speaking, two seconds later.

SC Johnson calmly aimed at Zakaev’s chest and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the huge recoil of Barry 097 shook the dust around the two people.

A silver high-explosive bullet spiraled out, blurring the air around the bullet.

In the blink of an eye, the bullet flew in front of Zakaev.

But at this moment, Zakaev, who had been standing in the same place, suddenly turned around and pointed to the ground and said something.

It was this fateful moment.

Instead of hitting Zakaev in the fatal chest, the bullet hit the left shoulder but it was enough.

The moment the exploding bullet touched him, it suddenly exploded.

A blood mist rose, and Johnson saw that Zakaev’s left arm was instantly blown up by the flyer and rolled on the ground several times by the huge impact.

Suddenly, the others around them immediately bowed their heads and fled.

The armored vehicle moved, blocking Zakaev, who was lying on the ground in the next second, uncertain.

“Confirm the hit, blow up an arm, he should lose too much blood and die.”

“Well done, go!”

McMillan was excited and hammered SC Johnson with a clenched fist.

And that’s when it happened.

Makarov had been aiming at him, just as he was about to shoot him.

Makarov seemed as sensitive as a monkey, turning his head in an instant and pointing his finger at SC Johnson.

Immediately after that, the female deer in the air immediately turned the nose.

Two seconds later, SC Johnson clearly saw the six-barrel cannon spinning on the female deer’s head.

“I… Run!! ”

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