v2 Chapter 184: You won i didnt lose (1/2)
[Name: Filter lens]
[Quality: D]
[Function: The field of view within 300 meters is not affected by factors including light and natural environment. 】
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The distance between Zhang Heng and Abu is about 270 meters, which is within the range of [Filter Lens]. After equipping this D-level prop, with him as the center, the rainstorm within 300 meters nearby is like His vision disappeared out of thin air, and the light was compensated.
On the other hand, Abu, on the other side, was really troubled by the rain at the moment. He could only raise his ears desperately, searching for the target by hearing.
Abu's spirit was highly concentrated, his right ear moved slightly, and he suddenly rolled out of the stone the next moment, leaning over, holding a gun, pulling the trigger in one direction, and then quickly hiding to the next bund regardless of the result.
This coherent set of actions took less than two seconds, enough to shame any peer in the world.
However, the moment he got up, his waist was suddenly sore.
Abu's eyes widened, and the suspicious expression on his face even covered the pain. Then his knees softened and fell to the muddy ground.
The brain tells Abu that he is in a dangerous situation and should get up as soon as possible and move to a safe place. However, the reality is extremely cruel. His entire body has no consciousness, and even a finger cannot move.
No one knows the power of a sniper rifle better than Abu, a sniper.
He once hit a target's forehead two kilometers away with a sniper rifle, but the latter's head burst open like a watermelon.
Now he doesn't have to bow his head and knows how bad his waist injury is.
The opposite shot not only blasted a fist-sized blood hole in his body, but also damaged his lumbar spine.
In other words, at this moment he is on the death list.
Zhang Heng was not in a hurry, first retrieved the backpack that was thrown aside as a bait.
Obviously there was little aiming time, but Abu's shot hit the backpack in the grass accurately, and the Lego bricks in it burst to the ground. Such a marksmanship can only be described by his skill.
Even Zhang Heng, as an opponent, had to pay the greatest respect, so when he had packed his backpack, he walked to Abu's side and saw him off for the last trip.
Abu's blood loss was fast and fierce, but after a while, the whole man fell into a state of blurry. At the time of fading, his eyes were still full of unwillingness.
However, at the last moment of his life, he could do nothing. He could only recall the previous matchup. He confirmed that he had done everything he could and did not make any mistakes, but the final result seemed so ironic. .
At this moment he collapsed in the mud, like a defeated dog.
Although Abu could not speak, Zhang Heng knew what the latter wanted to ask, reached out and took out the [filter lens] from his pocket, and shook it in front of his eyes.
Abu's already gray eyes suddenly burst into an amazing look. He seemed to have regained the confidence of the first sniper, and even opened his mouth miraculously, saying with a weak voice, ”You ... You Win, I ... didn't lose? ”
”Um.” Zhang Heng nodded.