Chapter 1005: Retreat

No. 8 has begun to realize that fighting Zhang Heng in the castle may not be a wise decision.

It had only been ten minutes since they entered here, and they had already lost nearly half of their people. Although they still had an advantage in terms of numbers, the loss of No. 2 and No. 3 one after another made No. 8 feel that something was wrong.

Although this operation was supported by two federal police teams, No. 8 knew very well that what he could really rely on were the two companions around him. The members of the emergency response team starting with No. 0, each of them was proficient in all departments. The fighting geniuses who stand alone are far beyond what ordinary federal police can match. Even if the two teams tonight are elites among the federal police, their role in this level of fighting is also very limited. They can play support, but it is the three people in the emergency response team who really determine the direction of the battle.

These were the judgments No. 8 made before, but now he is a little shaken. Zhang Heng neatly eliminated his two companions, and there was no movement at all, as if he was a ghost invisible in the smoke, 8 What No. 1 couldn't understand was that even if Zhang Heng was equipped with a thermal detector, how could he accurately grasp the movements of so many people and at the same time come and go as freely as if they were not affected by the smoke at all.

Moreover, he had already realized at this time that it was not an accident that he was the only one of the three members of the emergency response team to survive to the end. Compared to No. 2 and No. 3, he had been shot twice by sniper rifles before, and his physical and mobility abilities were compromised. A discount, so Zhang Heng left him for last, but the question is how did the other party clearly identify everyone in the thick smoke?

Coupled with the previous failures of No. 6 and No. 9, No. 8 even had doubts about the entire operation tonight. Now he has to accept the result of failure.

No. 8 had a desire to retreat, but before he could speak, the next moment gunfire rang out again.

This time the gunfire was obviously no longer a recording. No. 8 could tell that the shooter was near them and was moving at high speed. So No. 8 immediately began to fire back at the place where the gunfire came from. At first, he felt a little strange. From Zhang Heng's previous attacks, it could be seen that the latter's goals had always been clear, with clear priorities.

It stands to reason that after No. 2 and No. 3 are gone, the most valuable target should be him, but Zhang Heng's shot just now was not aimed at him, but soon No. 8 thought of something, and his nerves became tense again. stand up.

He already knew what Zhang Heng's target was for this attack!

——Thermal detector!

Before entering the castle, they were equipped with a total of three thermal detectors. In the smoke-filled environment, these devices were equivalent to their eyes. Needless to say, the one on No. 2 had been taken away by Zhang Heng. There are two left, no, it should be said that there is only one left, because Zhang Heng must have killed another policeman with a heat detector when he opened fire just now.

No. 8 made a prompt decision not to let anyone pick up the heat detector again, and directly ordered the remaining people to keep shooting while retreating out of the castle.

Zhang Heng also didn't play any tricks this time. He relied on the excellent field of vision provided by the [Filter Lens] to quickly walk through the hail of bullets. Every time he raised his hand and pulled the trigger, he would take away a life, just like the god of death wielding a scythe. .

In contrast, his opponent could only rely on his senses and hearing to fight back randomly. The only one who could pose a threat to Zhang Heng was No. 8, but Zhang Heng did not push too hard because he had to be careful of stray bullets.

Even so, after No. 8 left the castle, he counted the people around him and found that there were only six people left after the first thirty people entered.

No. 8 no longer expected to be able to defeat Zhang Heng with just this few people. After that, he ordered the remaining six people to spread out and find bunkers. At the same time, he kept an eye on the entrance of the castle to prevent Zhang Heng from coming out, while he himself used an excuse to seek cover. Support quietly ran towards the path outside the castle while others were not paying attention.

Now No. 8's goal has changed from solving Zhang Heng to saving his own life. Shortly after he left, he heard another gunshot behind him. No. 8 did not stop. In his eyes, those federal police were originally The cannon fodder and consumables for this operation were not able to surround Zhang Heng before, so it would be good to delay his escape now.

But the gunfire lasted less than two minutes and ended.

No. 8 was a little regretful, but he also knew that the strength gap between the two sides was too great. This result was not unexpected. At the same time, it also sounded the alarm for No. 8, allowing him to accelerate again at the original speed. He even Forgetting his broken ribs, he transformed into a cheetah.

On the other side, Zhang Heng, after getting rid of the last federal policeman, realized that No. 8 had escaped but was not too anxious. He threw away the pistol in his hand, turned around and returned to the second floor, opened the south window, and opened the window. Bartley stood on it and aimed at the figure in the distance that was almost turning into a small black dot.

Zhang Heng did not rush to shoot, but first adjusted his breathing and felt the wind speed and direction again before holding the sniper rifle in his hand again.

At this time, the distance between the two had reached 2,300 meters, beyond Bartley's range. No. 8 also breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down a bit, and prepared to run towards the gate.

But at the moment when he turned around and looked behind him, Zhang Heng, who was 2,300 meters away, finally pulled the trigger in his hand.

The next moment, No. 8's body flew backwards again, but this time he was not as lucky as the previous two times. Although the body armor was still not penetrated, the huge impact caused his already broken ribs to be severely injured. Stung to the lungs.

No. 8 did not die immediately. He was lying in front of the burger restaurant and wanted to get up and run. The powerful sniper skills displayed by Zhang Heng had completely destroyed his courage, making him feel fear and unable to survive again. Any thought of competing with the opponent was just to run faster, and faster... However, he later found that he could no longer stand up from the ground, and at the same time, it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

No. 8 gasped for air and reached for his waist, trying to take out the emergency medical injection. However, his vision became increasingly blurry. If someone was next to him, he could see his entire face. It has turned red and the veins are bulging, which is a sign of hypoxia.

In the end, the emergency medical injection in No. 8's hand fell to the ground, and his body stopped moving completely after several spasms.