Put on a vest for a better world

Mr. Shanfu: "Well~ I'm probably a little scared. Dizang didn't come. I listened to the person who came on his behalf. The big dog is here. It's normal to be a little scared."

Kerr, Bo Luo, Asi: The rumored three giants get along so harmoniously, do I know something I shouldn't know?Will it become a dog meat pot...

Lord Taishan didn't live like an upright god: "It's outrageous that no one has opened the market for such a big event!"

In the depths of the underworld, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who has never appeared at the scene of the competition, sits alone.

He sent Di Ting out to play, and there is only Bodhisattva in the deep hell.This is the place where the witch Tan Ying died.

The bodhisattva turned a blind eye to the wounds that pierced through the immortal golden body. The wounds caused by the god-killing spear "General Winter" were extremely difficult to heal, and the golden Buddha's blood stained the monk's clothes.

It was just that the Bodhisattva who was sitting quietly seemed to hear that lazy female voice again.

"Does it hurt?"

It was as if a hand was constantly prodding the wound, but the Bodhisattva, who obviously didn't care about the injury, really felt the pain.

In this place where there are no other souls, the Bodhisattva whispered the words of longing: "I want to see you, I want to see you again, the poor monk knows what is 'tired', and I want to see you. There is something I want to say to you... ··Take the world you want to meet you."

The gun in Lin Jingsheng's hand was a gift from the owner of "General Winter", Simo Haihe, to the underworld team.

G Reaper's agent, Simo Hehe, is a real lone ranger, and the weapon "General Winter" was created by G Reaper in pursuit of killing himself... Well, he cheated the same as Feng.

The method of "Magic Buddha" is not clear yet, Xi Changsheng can split with a sword, he is a real monster.

After receiving the information, Simo Haihe immediately fled away. He is a lucky sniper with a strong sense of combat.

The invincible "General Winter" failed to make a contribution, and Simo Haihe was not affected in the slightest. People are just "ducks" that are hard to kill.

Simo Heyhe, who is still alive, is 150 centimeters tall, nicknamed "Simona", and is an ordinary Finnish soldier.

I live as a hunter and a farmer, and only practice shooting and shooting ducks in the river during my lunch break.

In all the shooting competitions he has participated in in his life, he has never been defeated.

Joined the Finnish army at the age of 20.

Immediately after joining the army, he will show his strength in the sniper training and become the center of the army sniper.

In [-], under the order of the supreme leader Stalin, the Soviet Red Army attacked Finland and sounded the gong of the Winter War.

The Soviet army sent 45 troops and the Finnish army 16.

Not only the number of people, but also the number of weapons is also very different.The Soviet army will obviously win an overwhelming victory.

The Finnish army had no choice but to introduce the Soviet army into the position, using the climate and terrain in Finland to deal with it, waiting for the invasion of the cold current.

Finland under the cold current is boundless with snow, a silvery world without temperature. The Finnish army wears pure white combat camouflage uniforms, which turn into snowflakes and blend into the snow scene.

On the other hand, the Soviet army was all fools who stepped in without familiarity with the environment.The brown camouflage uniform is extremely eye-catching in the snow.

A large amount of snow made the soldiers and weapons of the Soviet army unable to move. In the extreme cold of minus [-] degrees, the soldiers who could not get supplies froze to death one by one.

Simo Haihe was assigned to defend his hometown, the Kela River.

Four thousand Soviet troops, 32 defenders... the average person is already desperate.

In Seymour Heyer's eyes, it was just a matter of shooting four thousand river ducks.

When the comrades were hesitant and desperate, Simo Haihe only thought it was funny.What an idiot, it would be fine if one person kills 120 five, it's just a simple arithmetic problem.

It doesn't matter whether the Soviet army is in a team of 30 or 40. When they fell, they didn't even know where they fired their shots.

By the way, Simo Hehe doesn't use a scope, the reflection of the mirror will be spotted by the enemy, even without a scope, his sniper hit rate is [-]%.

When the Soviet Army decided to use the Behemoth War Tank exclusively for Simo Hehe, he was extremely calm.

"No problem, it can be done with one click."

With the muzzle of the Soviet tank pointed at him, aim the muzzle of the tank and drive the bullet into it.The shells in the barrel were detonated, and the tank exploded from inside, killing the surrounding Soviet troops together. (Novels dare not brag like this, but it is actually true...)

On the battlefield, Simo Haihe set a world record of killing 540 people within three months.

Finland, which could not see the hope of victory, actually walked towards victory step by step, but Simo Heyhe, already known as the "White Death", found that he was also mortal.

Simo Hehe, who was hit on the left side of the face by a stray bullet, fell unconscious on the battlefield.

Is that the end?The winter in the motherland seems to be quite cold. It is a pity that I cannot see the day of victory...

He didn't die at that time, retired due to injury, kept a secret for 97 years of his long life, and even engaged in loving work of breeding dogs in his old age, and passed away on April Fool's Day.

This is the complete life of Seymour Heyer.

The skeletal Reaper wearing a black robe and holding a scythe made a deal with Simo Hehe.

Floating on the battlefield, he looked down at the battlefield with the hole in his face. He thought that he would take away the soul directly, but the god of death gently stroked the soldier's bloody face and asked if he wanted to live?Live till the war is over, live till you are old.

This kind of nonsense... "I want to live! I want to see the victory of the motherland! I want to live a peaceful life! I also want to go hunting wild ducks on the Kela River! I want to live!... ···”

The skeleton's upper and lower jaws collided violently, probably smiling.

Simo Hehe gave up the chance to become the "spirit on the seat", and became the property of G Death after getting tired of the world.

The trustworthy G Reaper came to pick up Seymour Heyer at the end of his life with a bouquet of wildflowers, a specialty of the Cora River.

Simo Hehe, who has no regrets, thinks that his body should be smiling, but the severely disfigured and extremely old face may scare children into tears.

The current Simo Haihe has spent a long time in the underworld as Lord G Reaper's adjutant, and his latest goal is to use the god-killing spear "General Winter" to break the skull of Wenren Yunchang.

After stripping away the concept of death, my god's jawbone hasn't been laughed off for a long time, damned famous duck.

Chapter 47

◎Dad really loves you◎

"36."

This is the number of surrogates Seam has sent out right now.

······Something is wrong.

In the same place, I sniped and killed more than double ten, is it a bait?

Killing intent - Simo, who was already squatting in the depression, squatted even harder, and then quickly rolled away from the original place.

A few strands of forehead hair that were neatly cut off showed the danger just now.

"General Winter, melee mode. Come out!"

A master of breath blocking and assassination on par with me.

The visitor had no intention of playing hide-and-seek with Simo, the sniper who was approached by the assassin, hehe.

With eye-catching black silk and a beautiful figure that is about to come out, she is a woman who is too coquettish to be an assassin.

The beautiful assassin is asking himself and answering: "I didn't cut it~ But it's not Lingzi's fault~ The opponent is too short~"

Simo: I'm really sorry for my height of [-].

"Ha, the people of Sakura Country Huangquan Biliangzaka. What? Are you going to be dogs for the master of West Hell again?"

The female assassin rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue and licked her palm, then said softly, "Wow~"

Seymour: Shit—it's unscientific, no one in the world would seduce a dwarf like me.

In the next second, the "General Winter" who had turned into two guns in the melee mode held two daggers that were as thin as cicada's wings but weighed more than a thousand catties, and Xi Mo's hands trembled a little from the remaining energy.

The female assassin licked her plump red lips, sexy and seductive, but said: "Where is the pure white white death~ Are your internal organs and blood also white?"

Simo: "Hehe."

Afterwards, Simo's dynamic vision, which was strengthened to the extreme, could barely catch the assassin's shadow, and his defense was extremely difficult. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before he is out.

"Ah, the blood is red~ What about the internal organs? Internal organs~"

The wounds on Simo's body continued to increase, and the assassin became even more excited.

When the assassin's pace was faster, Simo specially sold her a loophole.

"Although there is my deliberate guidance, but you ninjas, assassins, etc., don't you kill people without turning your back?"

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed. The female assassin fell to the ground coughing up blood. The "General Winter" in the melee mode did not directly send her out, and the body in the game still had a little strength to speak.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, shoot yourself..."

With tricks such as "Heaven and Earth Live Together", the bullets of "General Winter" penetrated Xi Mo's body, causing Xi Mo to be seriously injured and the assassin fell to the ground.

"I remember you, ahem, little dwarf~"

Simo didn't say anything, and shot the big beauty in the face... This girl might be gay.

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Simo, who was trying his best to stay away from the combat area, seriously thought about whether the thickness of the fat layer on his chest would alleviate the gunshot wound. How long would it take for him to practice to the size of an assassin, but he couldn't hold it anymore and passed out .

Then he was picked up by the underworld team.

Mixing with the bosses, Lin Jingsheng, who was so nervous that he was so nervous that his expression froze on his face but felt that he had turned into an outing, picked mushroom roasts in the arena (death behavior, please do not imitate).

Simo was woken up by the mushroom that fell on his face.

He didn't want to wake up, he was dreaming.

Master G is being pressed and kissed. Although his face hurts and his mouth hurts from being knocked down by a boneless bone frame, Simo also has the courage in his dream.