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Lei Dong, like a mad bull, launched a desperate charge towards Lu Qingshan, who was three hundred paces away.

The triangular bayonet, saturated with blood from the jungles of Yue, flashed with a deathly light in his hand.

However, after rushing less than thirty steps, his mind, which had been clouded by bloodlust and anger, was instantly cleared by the cold wind blowing through the valley.

Three hundred steps.

For the "King of Hell" who could nail Ajiu to a tree with a single shot, this open space of three hundred paces was a one-way road to the underworld.

He saw it.

The figure calmly crouched down, slowly pulled two bright yellow slugs from his waist, and leisurely clicked them into the old double-barreled shotgun.

There was no panic, no fear.

That composure was more chilling than any gun barrel.

Lei Dong's footsteps abruptly stopped in the slippery mud, his toes carving two deep furrows. He realized that rushing forward like this would be suicide.

"roar--!!"

Instead of retreating, he let out an even more ferocious roar towards Lu Qingshan, as if to embolden himself or to unleash his final madness.

The next second, he suddenly jerked his wrist!

The poisoned triangular dagger transformed into a streak of black light that flew out of his hand, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as it spun and shot toward Lu Qingshan's face!

This wasn't about killing anyone; it was about fighting for that one-thousandth of a second of life!

Lu Qingshan almost instinctively turned his head to the side.

"Take it!"

The military dagger grazed his earlobe and embedded itself firmly in the trunk of the old pine tree behind him, penetrating deep into the wood, its tip still buzzing.

It's now!

Lei Dong pounced like a hungry tiger, but instead of attacking Lu Qingshan, he made a sharp turn and lunged at the corpse of Ajiu, who was nailed to a tree behind him!

He ripped the seemingly ordinary military bag off Ajiu's back and roughly tore open the zipper.

Inside the bag was a Type 79 submachine gun with its stock folded up, and three magazines packed full!

"Ah Jiu! You son of a bitch, at least you left me a way out before you died!"

Lei Dong's eyes flashed with the wild joy and ferocity of someone who had survived a disaster. He quickly unfolded the butt of his gun and, with a "click," slammed a cold magazine into it!

Pull the bolt and load the gun!

The entire movement was fluid and lightning fast!

This is the kind of individual soldier's discipline that comes from being a desperate fighter who has survived countless battles!

Grasping the cold steel weapon again, Lei Dong felt his courage and life return.

Without the slightest hesitation, he shouldered the rifle butt and pulled the trigger hard at the boulder where Lu Qingshan was hiding!

He stopped firing wildly as he had before.

Instead, it was replaced by calm, precise, and deadly three-round bursts.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

The bullets flew in a triangular pattern, precisely striking the edge of the boulder where Lu Qingshan was hiding.

Sparks flew everywhere!

The bowl-sized rock was sent flying on the spot, and the fragments and stone skin exploded like snowflakes!

Lu Qingshan was forced to lie flat on his back behind the rock by the sudden barrage of fire, unable to even lift his head. He could clearly feel the boulder beneath him vibrating violently with each impact, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Another burst of short bursts!

A piece of stone the size of a washbasin was forcibly shaved off, grazed Lu Qingshan's scalp, and smashed into pieces on the muddy ground.

The bunker is being rapidly dismantled!

If we keep holding out like this, the stone will be completely pierced by bullets in less than ten seconds!

Lu Qingshan clenched his teeth, and the muscles in his back instantly tensed like a bow.

Waiting to die has never been his style.

Without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly rolled over onto the steeper, slippery slope to the left!

That wasn't a pathetic, panicked escape.

His body was taut like a drawn bow as he rolled, and with each touch of the ground, he braced himself with his elbows and knees to adjust his direction and speed, like a nimble black panther leaping and twirling on a cliff.

This is the side roll I learned in my previous life, when I was being attacked by wild beasts in the mountains!

"Trying to run away?!"

Lei Dong was startled by the sudden action, but quickly realized what was happening and a cruel smile, like a cat catching a mouse, appeared on his face.

He abruptly lowered the muzzle of his gun, his finger gripping the trigger tightly. A raging tongue of fire chased after the rolling figure, tearing wildly across the muddy hillside!

"Da da da da da da!!"

The bullet chain followed closely behind Lu Qingshan's heels, plowing out shocking mud ruts in the ground he rolled across!

Mud, gravel, and rotten grass were sent flying into the sky by the kinetic energy of the bullets, forming a deadly barrage!

Lu Qingshan felt a sudden heat on his cheek, followed by a burning pain.

A line of blood ran down his cheek.

Was it a flying stone fragment, or a stray bullet that grazed past him? He didn't have time to think!

Out of the corner of his eye, he fixed his gaze on a birch tree about twenty meters below the steep slope, a tree as thick as a bowl.

opportunity!

Just as the roll was about to end, Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he deliberately let go of half an inch of the taut power in his body, causing the downward momentum to completely spiral out of control.

"Bang!!"

A dull, loud bang!

His left shoulder slammed solidly into the thick birch trunk, producing a muffled groan.

He slid down the rough tree trunk like a puppet with its strings cut, half of his body leaning against the tree. His movements looked extremely disheveled, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand up again.

"Haha! Lie down, you bastard!"

When Lei Dong saw this, his muscular face was instantly filled with wild joy.

In his view, it is perfectly normal to be hit by stray bullets or ricochets while tumbling at such high speed.

The hunter, who had been hiding in the shadows like a ghost, was finally injured!

In the eyes of a wounded hunter, there is no difference between him and a lamb to the slaughter!

He no longer hesitated to use bullets, and he also gave up the pleasure of long-range shooting.

He wanted to walk over and watch this major threat die in front of him. He wanted to put the gun to his head and beat him into a pile of rotten flesh!

"You scum, weren't you so good at running?!"

Lei Dong, gun in hand, let out a wild, beast-like laugh and strode down the ridge, not caring at all as mud and water splashed all over him.

In his eyes, there was only Lu Qingshan leaning against the tree, seemingly unable to resist.

Twenty steps!

Ten steps!

Five steps!

He could clearly see that Lu Qingshan's clothes were soaked with blood on one shoulder, and he was leaning against the tree, breathing heavily.

Lei Dong's sinister grin widened to its extreme as he pointed the dark, still-smoking muzzle of his gun at the back of Lu Qingshan's head.

"Die!!"