Inside the sniper rifle scope, the man was running towards the low, light-dotted ridge in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The person hiding inside had used a white light to signal the codeword, but it was not able to stop the man who had almost lost his mind. In the end, the man was greeted not by the person he hoped would come to his rescue, but by two sniper bullets that had completely blown his body into three knots.

"It's a sniper, and the bullet is more than half as powerful as the one I have, and if it weren't for the caliber of the gun, it used other types of bullets. Be careful, this power can drag a furrow of flesh and blood on your fragile body, even if it rubs your skin. Carla said what she saw, "And there used to be a specific code that seemed to be needed there." ”

"As expected, entering and exiting the stronghold should require a code. Leigh and Gustin said, "Any other information?"

"Aside from the position of the two snipers, it doesn't seem like we're getting the information we need from that ridge. Kara retracted her gaze and replied, "And now, maybe even the location information of those two snipers is invalid." They definitely know that someone is following, and as a good sniper, it is a daily habit to change positions after shooting. ”

"But they didn't see you or see you, which means they're not good snipers yet. Leigh smiled and said, "Miss Cara, according to your experience and perspective, tell us all the locations where the snipers might be hidden, and someone has to go there to see what is hidden in the ridge." By the way, we can also move our bodies there. ”

"And we also need to know the general shape of the landscape. "It's not just the low ridge, it's the general appearance of all the terrain here, as long as it can be reached by the light of the lighting system." ”

Kara retracted into the pit and said, "It's going to be a nuisance, my sniper scope can only observe the general appearance of this place, it will take half a day to observe, and we don't have pen and paper on us, so it's impossible to draw it." ”

"I'll figure this out, pen and paper can be replaced by many other things, and now Miss Carla, you just need to remember the general topography in your mind as soon as possible, and you can draw it roughly when the time comes. Gustin thought for a moment before he said, "Crichians, you can come and help me later, there are some things that need to be moved." ”

"Yes. Kriches nodded.

"Then Mr. Li and I will go around to explore the detailed terrain information first, and if we are lucky, we may be able to find out the situation here and get more information about Nolida. Kasia spoke on the sidelines, and he had to find something to do

After discussing the matters to be responsible for, the five of them separated here with a small amount of supplies.

As they left, they checked the time on the mechanical watch again, and agreed to meet here in twelve hours, to gather the information that each person had gotten, and to make a simple plan for the future tasks. The sooner the matter of Nolida is resolved, they can also go back to the military school sooner. Every day they spend here, the more dangerous their situation becomes. Inside the underground mine is an endless slaughterhouse.

On the low ridge, the dim lights flickered, and the old lighting system had countless problems every day. No one knows which gas lights will flicker and go out in an instant, and then the corresponding area will be swallowed up by darkness in an instant.

Kasia was now hiding in such darkness, with a dim yellow light on the left and right, far dimmer than the afternoon when the storm came. It wasn't very quiet, with the sound of lines and gas lights humming in the distance, just enough to drown out the sound of Kasia's gentle footsteps.

His eyes scanned the surroundings several times in a row, like a sophisticated camera, remembering them all in his mind, even if they were black and white photographs. Nearly five hours of constant repetition, this work has been done quite skillfully by him, and with a few glances of his eyes, he can complete the detection of an area, and it will not make a sound, and the trace is also perfectly hidden.

Shrinking into a small ball, completely hidden in the black shadows of nowhere, Kasia began to make her way towards another area in front of her. There is still nothing around, and even traces of human activity are very rare, or not at all.

There are many ravines on the uneven ground, all of which were dug for the purpose of mining minerals. The air inside still smells of dust that lasts for a long time, and their depth is only seven or eight meters, but the silence inside is like a bottomless pit, as if even the light cannot escape.

Ahead was an old line wound around the foot of a low ridge, with a row of gas lamps connected to it, and below their light were several railroad tracks for transportation, and several minecarts were parked on them. But the wheels were all rusted, and only a simple skeleton remained.

Kasia stopped here, and according to what he had just done, his eyes scanned the past again, and his mind was also highly concentrated at this time, and a black and white photo slowly appeared in his mind, but it was very blurry now, and it still needed to be polished by the follow-up process. He was not in a hurry, his eyes glanced from left to right again, and the picture became clearer, and there was already a rough outline. With a third glance, the photo is fully generated.

However, this time he did not move forward immediately, his body was still there at this moment, as if it had become one with the earth, and completely became a stone without temperature, without breathing, and without even thinking.

An invisible web of perception roamed around at some point, and Kasia fell into the net like a fish.

"I'm locked in. As soon as this thought arose in Kasia's heart, the speed of his heartbeat and breathing began to slow down slowly, and he closed his eyes, and his perception and thoughts were firmly retracted by him in his body, not daring to release the slightest thing. At this moment, his presence completely disappeared.

After a long while, a piece of dead darkness in front of it suddenly squirmed slightly, and then returned to its former calm.

"Am I mistaken?" the darkness was a disguise for Pulit, who was now thinking calmly, his eyes looking again in the direction where Kasia was crouching. It was hidden in the ubiquitous darkness, and the eagle's sharp sight, the invisible net of perception swooped down again, but it was destined to be empty.

"Sure enough, I was wrong. I've been in the dark for too long, and my head and feelings are a little dull. Pulit smiled self-deprecatingly. He shifted his body slightly, making his posture more comfortable. Then he put his eyes on the scope and looked at the still darkness in front of him again, and then he was completely relieved.

"No one will come here for dozens of days, and I am still too nervous. He thought to himself, but his eyes lit up more and more at this moment. This is the basic quality of a good sniper, squatting on a prey for a few days has long been their norm, and facing their instincts is also a compulsory course.

His instincts told him that someone was coming.