Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Miami is the leader of the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad.

He once led this twelve-man squad to take down Spalding, the thirteenth-ranked King Sniper in the world.

And it took him only fourteen minutes.

Therefore, Miami believes that no target can escape the sniping of Mystic Fox Elegy.

In fact, since its establishment, the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad has sniped twenty-two targets, and no one has ever escaped.

However, an exception has now occurred.

This Chinese man wearing a camouflage suit displayed extraordinary speed and agility.

So far, the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad has completed the eleventh round of sniping, but they haven't even touched a hair of his.

This is the biggest failure and disgrace since the establishment of the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad.

Through the binoculars, Miami looked at that damned guy, wielding a broken sword like a fire stick, scurrying around like a groundhog.

Countless bullets whizzed through the air, shrieking towards him, but they couldn't lock onto his figure, let alone kill him.

Miami had a strong urge.

He wanted to capture that head-swaying, waist-twisting guy dancing the witch dance, and tie him to a post.

Then, everyone would open fire and turn him into a sieve full of holes.

But this was just a fantasy.

The guy was like a mud eel sliding out of an oiled pot, slick and cunning.

It's not even about catching him, even bullets couldn't capture his form.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang Fei continuously rolled, dashed sideways, fell prone, and flipped.

His various dazzling maneuvers made everyone dizzy, and the whistling bullets couldn't touch him at all.

Miami gritted his teeth tightly, though furious, he still commanded the sniper squad to fire with coolheadedness and rationality.

Unknowingly, Yang Fei persisted for fifty seconds in this extremely dangerous game.

During these fifty seconds, he didn't know how many times he narrowly escaped death.

Mi Duo bit her lower lip tightly, watching Yang Fei shuttle through the hail of bullets with intense anxiety.

Her fist clenched so tightly that her palm ached intensely because Mi Duo's nails were piercing into her palm.

During these fifty seconds, Yang Fei continued to charge forward, advance, and maneuver.

He moved forward silently and unknowingly about a hundred meters.

A hundred meters away lay a ruin, with a remaining platform.

This platform, eight centimeters above the ground, was Yang Fei's destination.

The elevated cement platform allowed him to overlook and clearly see the sniper positions both near and far.

Once Yang Fei got on this platform, all the snipers would have nowhere to hide.

Yang Fei's gaze was sharp and bold. He could see the Mystic Fox Elegy snipers, and they could see him too.

Opportunity and risk coexisted.

Yet, despite this, Yang Fei unhesitatingly jumped onto the cement platform.

On this cement platform, Yang Fei would end the legend of the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad.

He wanted this shining sniper squad to fall at this point.

At the moment Yang Fei jumped onto the cement platform, everyone widened their eyes in disbelief, stunned.

"Oh my God, the Chief Instructor is crazy. Isn't this suicidal?"

"Yang Fei actually delivered himself to death, isn't this way too exaggerated?"

"Heh, this arrogant idiot really thinks he's a god?"

...

Whether it's the Changfeng Squad's Warrior Kings or Miami, the captain of the Mystic Fox Elegy Sniper Squad.

Or those two kilometers away like Chen Xingzhu or Bimos, everyone was shocked.

Under countless eyes, Yang Fei bent and fell prone, then rolled continuously, avoiding bullets from four different directions.

Then, he flipped over, took the rifle from his back into his hands.

He knelt on one knee, cheek pressed tight against the rifle's stock, suddenly fired.

Bam bam bam bam!

Four dull gunshots, followed by four snipers' cries from the darkness.

Not one more or less, exactly four.

In the Redwood Forest camp, Bimos suddenly stood up, eyes wide, gasping heavily, heart aching as if twisted.

Bina held her forehead with one hand, her expression heavy to the point of dripping water.

These Super Snipers with chips in their heads were taken out by this guy in one go.

For Bimos and Bina, it was as if their hearts were being carved out alive.

Yang Fei took out four snipers in one breath.

The tortoise mirror clearly showed six bullets, each traveling in different trajectories towards Yang Fei's head.

Yang Fei dared not slack off, catapulting backward in a flip, and before landing, he did a kip-up and pounced forward.

His left leg remained in a scorpion tail pose, hooked straight back, followed by a series of rolls.

Thud thud thud...

The silenced rifle's bullets hit the cement platform, sending fragments flying everywhere.

However, Yang Fei, using this strange posture, made all the bullets miss.

Bam bam bam!

Yang Fei didn't even carefully aim but fired bullets in different directions.

Three wailing screams were heard consecutively, three more Mystic Fox Elegy snipers were headshot by Yang Fei.

In the Redwood Forest military tent, Bimos held his head with one hand.

His expression was vacant, body shivering: "Quick... withdraw quickly."

Twelve Mystic Fox Elegy snipers were Bimos's treasured gems, yet Yang Fei had taken down seven in two rounds of sniping.

This made Bimos's heart feel as if it were being cut by a knife, reaching the peak of pain.

Miami received Bimos's order, instinctively resisted.

"Instructor, I want to avenge my brothers by killing this monster."

"Retreat quickly, this sniper is not someone you can handle, go now."

Bimos shouted, his tone was extremely sharp.

"Defying orders in the field, do you not want to live anymore?"

Miami glared with immense resentment at Yang Fei, who was scrambling to dodge bullets, his heart filled with discontent and regret.

Perhaps, with one more rain of bullets, they could kill this bastard who humiliated the sniper squad?

Miami's hesitation cost him his life.

Yang Fei's intuition was incredibly sharp.

Especially such a hateful gaze, for Yang Fei, was as bright as a lantern in darkness.

Miami just wanted to order a retreat when suddenly there was a bam, feeling like he was hit by a wild bull.

The whole world spun before his eyes, and his entire body felt powerless.

He floated in the air like a feather.

"Did I get shot?"

Miami thought dazedly, his mind went blank.

Then he felt himself slam onto the ground, everything before his eyes turned dark.