Chapter 80: Black (bottom)

In the dark, Pritt kept his eyes on the sniper scope, and the large area in front could not escape his keen sight observation. He has always been an excellent sniper and hunter, no matter what the moment he can maintain absolute Wait patiently for the prey to reveal any traces, and the situation is the same now.
　　 But the prey this time seems to be unusual. It is a beast that can jump up and bite his throat if he is not careful. Pritt had loaded the modified sniper rifle in his hand very early, and the steel trigger had been half-depressed. As long as something that his brain considers dangerous appears in his visual perception, he can shoot a bullet that can tear anything in a sniper rifle without having to process the white matter of the brain.
In the cavity of this mine tunnel, Pritt has not encountered the situation like this, or that, since he became a sniper crouching here, he has not encountered the situation that can make him so serious, and An opponent who can give him tremendous pressure invisibly. The muscles of his whole body are stretched out early, so that he can maintain a posture for a long time without fatigue. His body hasn't moved a bit for several hours, and the shift of his sight is only achieved by simply turning the eyeball in the eye socket.
　　 He doesn't know if his position is exposed, just as he has not found any trace of the hidden enemy yet. All the enemy's intelligence is a mystery, and even if an enemy is here, he has judged it by his instinct.
　　 But he believes in his instincts, just as his instincts have now told him that the enemy is probably already hidden very close to him. For dozens of days, a person squatted in the lonely darkness, repeatedly observing the interweaving of light and darkness in front of him every day. Although boring, he was indeed subjected to extremely strong exercises invisibly. The speed of the growth of spirit and induction in loneliness surprised him himself.
　　 And now this huge web of perception is covering the entire area around him tightly, and there are no dead spots around him. In the sniper scope, the fiery red eyes lit up for the first time, which belonged to his cross pupils. Pritt's intuition and perception of danger forced him to face the seemingly peaceful scenery in front of him.
　　 Cassia rested under the gentle rock for more than ten minutes before starting to act again. He opened his cross pupils, but now he was desperately suppressing his physical activity. It's not a good time yet. The sniper's perception network is all-round, and a small change can make him discover his existence.
At this moment, he put his ear on the rock wall in front of him, and he was highly concentrated. He gradually stopped thinking about anything in his mind. He only focused on his hearing. He was going to read the one lying on the rock. The sniper’s heart rate and breathing rate.
　　 This is a long process. It is indeed extremely troublesome and difficult to keep a single clarity in your mind. But the most indispensable thing for Cassia and Pritt is time. Both of them have the long endurance to wait for their prey to appear flaws.
　　Time began to flow in the silent world between two people.
Cassia kept his ears leaning against the rock wall, and the sounds in his ears were filtered out one by one in his mind. When the other noises gradually disappeared one by one, only two rhythms and regularities remained. The same voice. One of them is heartbeat, and the other is breathing. The two are almost merged together.
　　 "Very good, the first step is completed." Cassia's thoughts changed at this moment, and then his own breathing and heartbeat also gradually changed to the regular rhythm of the sniper's heartbeat and breathing.
　　 He carefully controlled his transformation speed, time had no concept in his sense. I don't know how long it is, it may be a few hours, or it may be only a few minutes. The rhythm of his heartbeat and breathing is finally completely synchronized with that sniper. At this moment, Cassia's existence also disappeared from the perceptual network wandering around his body.
　　 At the same moment, Pritt, lying steadily on the rock platform, was observing the surrounding environment more and more carefully. Absolutely suddenly and without the slightest warning, he kept reminding him that the enemy had sneaked into the intuition around him, and the enemy's feeling of if there was nothing at this moment had disappeared without a trace.
　　 At this moment, his body was exposed to a fine layer of cold sweat, which wetted the soft clothes in a few seconds. But his heart still maintained absolute peace, this was his last line of defense. If this place is also breached, the price will be his own life.
　　 This is definitely not a signal for the enemy to disappear or withdraw, but the enemy's degree of hiding has exceeded the sense of danger he has always depended on for survival. The enemy is very powerful, and like himself, he is a person with enough patience.
　　 The surrounding sensory network has been deepened by him again, and even a very slight air movement can be captured by his keen touch. He was now like a spider lying in the center of the spider web, and he could clearly distinguish whether the sway of the spider web was caused by wind and rain, or the dying struggle of the real prey after it fell.
　　The enemy is waiting for an opportunity, and he himself is not. Both identities are both prey and hunter roles.
Cassia has climbed up the gentle rocky step by step. His movements are very gentle, and the touch on his skin allows him to clearly know the current wind speed and direction, which can make him move. Zhong controlled her body precisely, so that her movements were completely hidden under the natural breeze.
　　 Some of his actions can only be hidden within the range allowed by the natural environment to deceive the opponent's perception.
　　 But he was in trouble at this moment. Ahead is the darkness hidden by the sniper, but the perception network there seems to be visible to the naked eye. It seemed impossible to approach him silently. And there is a bulging rock between the two that needs to be climbed, no matter what method is used to pass, you must touch that piece of perception web without the slightest flaw.
　　 Are you going to shoot here? Cassia estimated the short distance between the two, relying on the speed of drawing his gun, as well as the accuracy and power of the revolver, even if there is a thick rock between the two, he has a great chance of killing each other. But if it did so, the bursting sound of the blue silver bullet was enough to alarm all the snipers and other teams in ambush in this area. And this is the opposite of their purpose. The task of the reverse is to detect all useful information, rather than reveal the fact that they have been lurking in. And this will expose yourself to danger.
　　 Cassia wanted to wait a little longer, if there is no chance to cut in, then the terrain detection can only go to here.
At the same moment, Pritt was still lying there. This position was maintained by him for a long time. Once there was any movement, he could quickly get up and evacuate from this squatting point after firing a shot, and then head to the next sniper location to observe the situation again. . But the current situation is that there is no movement in his eyes, and the enemy seems to have really left here. He knew that this was a psychologically implied illusion. The real enemy was the same person as him. They were both very patient, waiting for their prey to reveal their flaws, and then giving a fatal blow to the excellent hunters. The hidden enemy was absolutely not. Will let him down. He was very excited because he had never encountered such an opponent before.
　　 Time passed quietly again. Where neither of them paid attention, it was a pure black shadow, and a huge mouse was attracted by some smell. It crawled slowly on the ground, and its fat body made it crawling a little slow. It stopped from time to time, raised its head and smelled it in the air, step by step to determine if its direction was right.
　　 In the past few days, the corpse has become the best food in its mouth. Today it was already full and full, but the faint familiar smell in the air once again attracted it to go home. There are no rats that have too much food, just as no businessman would dislike his own money. It followed the smell, and its two bulging eyes seemed to be darker than the darkness around it.
　　 Within a few steps, it came to the source of the smell. It twitched its nose a few more times, and after confirming that it was the familiar smell on the corpse, it did not hesitate to show its sharp teeth and began to gnaw.
The old line couldn’t withstand the sharp teeth of the mouse at all. With a small sound, the line smeared with Cassia’s blood was bitten by the mouse in less than a second~EbookFREE.me~ and then At the same moment, in Pritt's eyes, a few of the steam lamps that had been emitting dim light suddenly flickered and then went out. He immediately held his breath, staring at a nearly fan-shaped area in front of him, where there was already a situation. The trivial voice finally reached his ears after a second.
　　Without the slightest hesitation, just relying on the instinctive reaction of the body, the position of the muzzle was turned, and the half-depressed trigger was completely crushed. With the sniper rifle in Plit's hand as the center, a wave of air was stirred up around his body, and a faint dust raised a little in the darkness, which was the explosive impact of the propelling gunpowder in the bullet shell.
　　 A specially processed bullet with a faint gunshot sound wiped the almost undetectable light in the air and accurately hit the mouse in the dark that was still gnawing on the line.
　　 But it wasn't just the mouse that the bullet hit, but Plitt's own heart.
　　 "I lost." He opened his mouth to say this, but there was no power in his throat. At the moment when he popped out of the chamber, the feeling of pressing the trigger with his finger was converted into an electrical signal that was transmitted into his brain white matter, he knew that he had lost this game between the hunter and the prey.
"If that mouse is included in the enemy's calculations, then I am not wronged." He finally thought of this, and the tactical knife inserted into his chest twisted again, completely smashing his heart. Fragments. At this time, Pritt had stood up and was about to turn around and evacuate from the sniper site. His body completely lost the last trace of life force, and fell limp in Cassia's arms~EbookFREE.me~ Welcome friends to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~EbookFREE.me~ mobile phone users, please go to read.