Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Anderson's knife kill on Reese certainly intimidated the crowd, and for a moment no one dared to challenge him.

"Hey, don't waste ten minutes, everyone! Time is of the essence and the mission is urgent!" Anderson sneered, and his rifle reappeared out of thin air.

After a few seconds of silence when no one moved, Anderson's gaze shifted from Han Che to Qi Yuzhe, then to Demulan behind the bunker in the distance, and finally landed on the still-burning flames on the ground.

He snorted coldly, "If you guys don't come, I'll pick someone to shoot!" Without any warning, he pointed his gun at the flames and pulled the trigger, the bullet sweeping across the area covered by the flames.

Da da da da da!

"He's been hiding in the fire the whole time, not even showing his face! How rude!" Anderson stood motionless, firing his rifle continuously.

The battle with the acceleration force had exhausted Said, leaving him with no choice but to fight back.

But for Sayyid, there is now an advantage.

Anderson stood motionless in the open space, with no cover in sight.

Saeed's PKM has a slow rate of fire and trigger delay, so he doesn't have much of an advantage in close-quarters firefights or against enemies who use cover to kite and maneuver.

His strengths lie in providing mid-range fire suppression or striking enemies like Anderson who are standing still in open ground!

Without hesitation, Sayed aimed the PKM at Anderson's head and pulled the trigger!

The two bullets met in the air, neither giving way, and the two began a face-to-face shooting exchange on that open ground, with Anderson standing still without dodging or flinching.

At first, Said was secretly pleased. He hid himself in the flames, and all the bullets in front of Anderson missed him.

After he fired, Anderson followed the trajectory of the bullet and accurately located his position; the bullet locked onto Said's location in a very short time.

Anderson managed to withstand Sayyid's bullets, but Sayyid was finished.

After a few bullets, the armor on his body made a cracking sound as it broke.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Said rolled around in the flames trying to avoid the bullets. He was moving fast, but Anderson's gun adjusted faster. Less than a second after he rolled to a new position, the enemy's bullets followed.

He realized that he couldn't match Anderson in terms of firepower output; Anderson's firepower density and accuracy were significantly higher than his.

Moreover, while Anderson remained stationary, Sayed needed to constantly roll to avoid being continuously hit, a pattern of attrition that was even more detrimental to Sayed's already injured stamina.

"No... I can't do this to him!" Said's heart sank as he realized how desperate Reiss's situation had just been.

Being suppressed in an area where you have a complete advantage is a terrifying feeling.

Just as Said was about to give up and be killed, Anderson suddenly stopped, and his body, which had been neither dodging nor blocking, suddenly fell to the side, rolling on the ground before stopping.

At the same time, he completely ignored Said and turned around to face behind him.

The next moment, as Anderson got up, he quickly dodged to the side and pounced and rolled again.

"What's going on?" Said asked, puzzled. What was Anderson hiding from?

When Sayed looked at Anderson again, he noticed a tear in the side of his suit jacket, with charred edges.

Looking in the direction Anderson was facing, there was nothing there.

He could only vaguely see something moving through the air at an extremely fast speed, but without making a sound.

Han Che had already realized that it was Demulan's ability to conceal his voice.

The ability to aim without warning, without glare, and without sound when sniping is precisely what caused the US's encirclement and suppression efforts to fail.

However, Anderson, who was engaged in a fierce gunfight with Said, dodged it so easily.

"So eager to join the war? Fine! I'll grant your wish!" Anderson sneered.

After he finished speaking, the weapon in his hand disappeared again, and a sniper rifle with an extremely long barrel appeared in his hand.

"What is this?!" Everyone's eyes widened the moment they saw the weapon appear.

With its extra-long, thickened barrel, uniquely shaped stock, and iconic military green paint, this weapon is instantly recognizable.

AWM!

With the butt of his rifle against Anderson's shoulder, he still didn't seek cover, but simply aimed his scope at the distance in the open field.

Demulan hid behind the cover, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

Her silence was about to expire, but to her utter surprise, even when she was facing off against Said and attempting a stealthy attack, Anderson was still able to evade her sniper fire.

What kind of reaction speed is that?

Demulan took a deep breath. One day he would be sniping against Anderson, and the other would be suppressing him so much that he couldn't even lift his head. How could he have such an absurd dream?

But that was the reality. Demulan gritted her teeth. She had witnessed Reis's death, and now it was her turn.

Maybe if I hide behind cover, I can survive?

Demulan shook his head inwardly; he couldn't bear the embarrassment!

Let's go all out! Sniping is fine, let's snipe each other!

Demulan suddenly stood up from behind the cover, but crouched down again the instant his head emerged from the cover!

boom! ! !

A deafening gunshot rang out overhead!

Demulan was overjoyed! She had succeeded! No matter how skilled Anderson was, he wasn't a sniper! She had managed to dodge one of his shots with a PEEK, and now the opportunity had arrived! It was her turn!

Taking advantage of the moment when the AWM was pulled back, she suddenly stood up and regained control of the straight frame!

boom!

boom! ! !

boom! ! !

The bullet trajectories intersected in the air.

Demulan's bullet struck Anderson's helmet, but with a crack, Anderson's helmet shattered, yet he was unharmed.

Demulan's eyes gradually became unfocused in shock, and his body leaned back, falling straight to the ground.

A huge wound on his chest, blood everywhere.

Demulan's calculations were all correct; Anderson was indeed caught off guard, but she hadn't expected it, and neither had anyone else.

Anderson's AWM can fire in rapid succession!

Just as Demulan thought he had caught Anderson off guard and was about to take aim and retaliate, Anderson fired two more shots...

Anderson reached out and touched the bullet hole in his helmet, his face grim.

"Damn it, that's infuriating! It managed to shatter my level 6 helmet!" Anderson cursed, his tone no longer as refined as before.

He turned his head and looked at the still-burning flames.

"You die too!"

Anderson held the AWM and aimed it at the direction of the flames. He didn't even make many aiming adjustments before pulling the trigger.

boom! ! !

The bullet pierced through the flames, and the resulting air pressure momentarily flattened the burning flames.

The flames then went out.