Lin Song's last kindness was also completely wiped out by the ruthlessness of the enemy, and he lay on the sand, thinking about the location of the sniper.

From the point of view of Lin Song being sniped, the enemy has been closely monitoring his every move, which also shows that both Lin Song and the Sword Squad are currently in an extremely disadvantageous position.

The enemy has been operating here for many years, and has long regarded this sea of sand as his family's responsibility field, and he will not allow others to interfere casually.

With years of experience in sniping and the location of the bullet landing point, it is not difficult for Lin Song to analyze the specific location of the sniper.

Now the plan can only be done by Lin Song alone, he roughly judged the direction of the enemy, quietly poked out the tip of the wolf's tooth dagger, waited for the sun to turn over, and used the sun as a cover to observe secretly.

Only then would he have a chance to spot the enemy, who was facing the sun and had his line of sight blocked, while Lin Song could easily observe the surroundings.

Sure enough, a concealed sniper, which can be said to be perfect, was hidden only a few dozen meters away from Lin Song.

If it weren't for Lin Song, who is experienced in special operations, would not have been able to find the hidden guy who could be said to have no flaws.

It's just that his fate is not too good, because he met Lin Song.

It would be nice if the snow wolf was by his side at this time, one person and one wolf can be said to be a combination of two swords, and it is easy to deal with such a single sniper.

It's a pity that the snow wolf is missing, which makes Lin Song heartbroken, he turned the pain into strength, tied a rope to a dead dog that he chopped up, and bypassed a broken log pier, making an illusion.

This means that whenever Lin Song moves towards the sniper, the dead dog will be dragged by the rope in the opposite direction.

Lin Song's purpose in doing this was nothing more than to confuse the enemy and give that sniper an illusion, that is, a distance of tens of meters, and Lin Song could solve the battle by just giving him a few seconds.

After everything was ready, Lin Song moved, and he crept forward cautiously at first.

Crawling and observing the movement, the dead dog began to be dragged along the route he had designed in advance.

Because the dead dog was dragged, the sand and dust under the body were also stirred, and puffs of seemingly faint smoke and dust began to float up.

This may not seem like much to the average person, but to the sniper, it's a big deal.

"Yellow dog, play with you for a while, you dare to fucking kill Lao Tzu's brother Carl, then Lao Tzu will play you to death today."

Sure enough, the enemy was fooled, he thought that Lin Song wanted to escape from the other side, and a grim smile appeared under the scope.

A bullet is pushed into the chamber, and the sniper is quite confident in his abilities, placing only one bullet in the chamber at a time.

"Where to beat you, the boss won't let you kill you, then blow your dog legs."

The sniper muttered to himself grimly, his big furry hand already on the trigger, waiting for Lin Song to climb out of the small sand dune.

"Very good, very good, yellow dog, hurry up, hurry up, it's a pain to play games with a guy like you who doesn't have an IQ, let me get rid of it."

The sniper self-righteously believed that he was Lin Song's Yama King, controlling Lin Song's life and death.

Suddenly, the speed of the sand and dust became faster, and it was actually a sprint speed towards the small sand dune.

If it is easy to understand that a person is running at a high speed, but Lin Song is obviously crawling in the eyes of a sniper, how can he have such a daunting speed?

Even the sniper was incredulous, and he even forgot to aim with a scope at that moment, instead using a telescope to observe, because he did not understand what was really going on.

Then a dead dog with mutilated limbs rushed out of the small sand dunes covering like arrows.

“what？”

The dead foreigner looked at the dead dog with a confused expression, and his sense of astonishment was overflowing, what the hell is going on with this Nima?

However, as an excellent sniper, he quickly reacted, and there was only one answer, he was fooled by Lin Song.

When the dead foreigner came to his senses and just wanted to get the gun again, his body suddenly stopped there.

At this moment, for the dead foreigner, a death threat made him dare not move, because the cold wolf tooth dagger had already been attached to his neck, and the dead foreigner's body seemed to freeze, and he didn't even dare to turn his eyes casually.

"Shoot, why don't you shoot."

The more Lin Song spoke, the more angry he became, because he understood all the words of the dead foreigner, and English had already been mastered by Lin Song, and even the authentic Chinese slang could be controlled freely.

"How did you do that?"

A dead foreigner is admitting death, not a single tendon does not turn in circles, and when he is dying, he is still wondering how Lin Song deceived him, after all, Lin Song has no helper by his side, only himself.

"See? Take off your belt and tie your feet. ”

Lin Song threw the rope at the feet of the dead foreigner, and took out the Zoro pistol from the dead foreigner's waist, staring at the back of the dead foreigner's heart and ordered.

In the face of the threat of death, even a dragon has to be coiled, and a tiger has to lie down, not to mention that the dead foreigner has not reached such an awesome level.

"You'll regret it, do you know who I am?"

The dead foreigner is not dead, although he was threatened by Lin Song, the racial superiority on his face has not diminished in the slightest, but has a look of being above everything.

"I don't care who the fuck you are, oh yes, didn't you just say you were Carl's dead brother?"

How could Lin Song have time to talk nonsense with him, and the foreigner couldn't speak in three or two sentences.

"You'll regret it, I promise."

The dead foreigner was angry, and muttered again.

"Good, but I don't guarantee that I will blow your pig's head out of the way."

Lin Song's mood was extremely bad, Qin Xue hadn't found it yet, the snow wolf was nowhere to be found, and the sword squad was even more vicious, these thorny questions made Lin Song's head three times bigger.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The dead old man was also intimidated by such an unreasonable opponent outside, and according to Lin Song's instructions, he tied his legs into a strong knot.

Lin Song then tied the dead foreigner with a rope like a zongzi, pulled out the dead foreigner's shoes, and stuffed the dead foreigner's stinky socks soaked in foot sweat into the dead foreigner's mouth.

"Woohoo."

The dead foreigner wanted to say something, and his body struggled like a caterpillar.

"Shut up, you still have opinions with your own socks, you don't need Lao Tzu, but I also have to tell you, Lao Tzu has athlete's foot."