Doomsday Endless Shop

Chapter 516 Marksmanship
Pan Datou's body was soaked in sweat. He was wearing a combat vest and he was lined with armor. His whole body was extremely hot and dry under the sun. eyes.

He raised his hand, wiped his sweat slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked nervously at the edge of the street in the distance, towards San Mao who was slowly moving in a shop at the corner.

Sanmao could be said to be squatting on the ground, holding a gun in his right hand and a knife in his left hand, and moved inch by inch towards the shop not far in front of him. According to the observation of the brothers, the shop there was a sentry post, and he needed to clean it out. guy.

Slowly, he finally moved to the side of the shop, squatting on the ground with his back pressed against the wall of the shop. He looked towards the alley on the side of the road in the distance. His boss, Pan Datou, and several brothers were leaning out, nervously. looked at him.

Sanmao was also sweating profusely. No one could resist the power of natural sunlight in this kind of weather.

The knife and gun in his hand were already wet with sweat and became slippery. He slowly placed the knife and gun on the ground, rubbed his hands on the ground a few times, and moved his wet hands and gloves along with the ground. The dust and mud on the ground became dirty and dry in an instant.

Gently grabbing the knife and gun, looking at the boss and brothers in the distance, he nodded slowly, then turned sideways and handed the long knife in his left hand to the door of the shop, slightly exposing the tip of the knife.

On the silver tip of the Zhanma knife, a man is sitting in the shop, seemingly using a tablet computer in his hand to check something, with a cigarette in his mouth, talking to himself, and picking up the desktop from time to time The water bottle on the top is replenished with water.

The long knife was slowly retracted by San Mao. He took a deep breath this time, pulled it out instantly, turned around and rushed out of the side of the shop, and rushed towards the door of the shop.

The pistol with the silencer in his hand opened fire instantly, and the man inside heard the sound, and when he turned to check, the bullet had already hit the man's abdomen.

However, this was somewhat different from Sanmao's idea. Due to the difference in shooting skills, the bullets that were originally intended to hit the man's head were shot in his abdomen continuously. There were even two shots that missed because of the man's instant instinct to dodge. up.

The guy on the opposite side had already been shot, and his roar had already sounded. It was obvious that the gunshot wound that hit him in the abdomen made him feel heart-piercing pain.

But Sanmao couldn't let him continue roaring like this, maybe his roar would attract others, and there was even something on him that sounded an alarm.

The pistol was thrown out instantly by him. With the knife in his left hand, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, leaped across the counter at the gate, and rushed towards the man lying on the ground. He raised the long knife in his hand, and the man on the ground raised his gun The right hand that wanted to fight back instantly fell to the ground accompanied by splashes of blood.

"what!."

Just as the ultimate roar was about to come out, the man on the ground had his mouth covered by a dirty, gloved hand.

Sanmao pressed the man, not caring about the blood that wet the equipment on his chest. Looking at the blood loss and the pale face, accompanied by the trembling man, the long knife in his left hand slowly slashed across his neck.

Pan Datou led his younger brother into the shop, looked at the small space in the shop, and the bloody corpse on the ground, looked up at San Mao who was standing aside, wiping his body with a towel, and said, "Three Mao, you boy have been with me for so long, I really trust you the most in the gang! But you still need to practice your marksmanship, I saw you miss a few shots just now, otherwise there wouldn't be so many things!"

Because of sweat and blood, Sanmao took off his upper body clothes and equipment, was using mineral water to wet a dry towel, and wiped his body. Hearing what his boss said, he nodded in embarrassment. Indeed, he also knew that in marksmanship I am a little weak on myself.

"I know that because you are an alienated person, and you especially admire Chen Long and Ning Jiang, who admire the trading point, you are obsessed with sword skills and physical strength, but let me tell you, whether it is Chen Long or Ning Jiang, their training in marksmanship They are also very hardworking, and their marksmanship is also very good! You have to know that in this end of the world, no matter how strong you are, guns are always very useful weapons, and sneak attacks and assassinations are very important! Go back Finally, practice a lot, you are the leader of the combat team, your marksmanship is not good, and the people under you will not be good!"

"Bullets are cheap. You don't need to save bullets when you go back. The bullet supply will double from this month!"

Pan Datou lit a cigarette, glanced at Sanmao, and didn't say much. He wiped his face with the wet towel handed over by his hand, then grabbed the satellite phone and started making calls.

"Hey, get in touch with your boss, Maizi, I'll help you get it done, now we'll just wait for him and Fire Monkey!"

"Well, okay, then I'll get in touch with Fire Monkey!"

Pan Datou said a few words, then hung up the phone, then dusted off the cigarette, and continued to call Fire Monkey.

The call was connected, and Fire Monkey's voice came, but Pan Datou's frowning expression also showed the situation on the opposite side of Fire Monkey during the call, which seemed to be the same as Maizi's side, and it had not been resolved.

The call was quickly hung up again, and he threw the satellite phone in his hand to his younger brother. Pan Datou frowned and still did not let go.

Sanmao next to him wiped his body and threw away the blood-stained towel that had turned bright red in his hand. While wearing equipment and clothes, he asked, "Brother Jun, how is the situation?"

Pan Datou spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said: "Maizi is almost settled, but the guy at the highest point on the top floor is a bit tricky, but Maizi's younger brother said that Maizi has already gone up. If it's up, it should be fine!"

"As for Fire Monkey, Fire Monkey answered the call himself. The kid hung up on me without saying a word. It seems that he should be in the process of solving the problem. I think it should be soon!"

"Brother Jun, what shall we do now!?"

Sanmao on one side put on his clothes and equipment, put the pistol into the holster, walked up to him and asked.

Pan Datou poked his head out on the street outside the shop, and took a glance, "We'll wait until they finish finishing up there! Let's continue to follow Maizi's plan and wait for Maizi's call!"

"You take people, first clean up the corpses here, and then we will wait at the edge of the field at the old place first!"

As soon as Pan Datou finished speaking, he had already walked out first, and San Mao ordered the two younger brothers in front of him to follow him quickly, and disappeared on the road in an instant.

Everything became quiet again, as if nothing had happened, but at the corner of the road that Pan Datou didn't pay attention to, a figure flashed past quickly, as if it had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)