On the Gobi Desert, Xiao Yuanchao kept going around in circles, without any trace. Every time his trajectory changed, it brought unprecedented pressure to Leng Han, who was preparing to carry out long-range sniper on him.

Leng Han, who was holding the PM sniper rifle, felt that Xiao Yuanchao had completely discovered himself. Whenever he was about to snipe, the opponent's position would change, which forced him to readjust.

This is very strange. Leng Han can ensure that his disguise is absolutely fine. He is the rocks in the Gobi Desert, and the rocks are him.

"Idiot." Xiao Yuanchao, who was in circles, cursed disdainfully.

He could clearly feel a sniper rifle facing him and could see through the assassin's disguise at first glance. Although the camouflage net was lurking well, unfortunately the scope reflected a faint reflection.

There is no doubt that any sniper's lurking ability is, and the most important thing to solve is the reflection problem of the scope. If this problem is solved, nothing will be a problem; if this problem is not solved, everything will be a problem.

Leng Han didn't solve it well, and he was facing a precision sniper. His disguise was very bad in Xiao Yuanchao's eyes. The poor Xiao Yuanchao quoted Prince Shi's words: idiot.

But seeing through is to take care of the other party, how to kill the other party is a big problem.

Xiao Yuanchao had only two knives in his hand, and the assassin was carrying a sniper rifle that was thousands of meters away from him. He could only keep going around in circles and use the ups and downs of sand dunes to avoid the opponent's lock.

It is almost impossible to approach, and that will only send yourself to the gun.

Looking at the poplar forest that was almost impossible to see in the distance, Xiao Yuanchao felt that he had made some mistakes. He did not expect that there were also professional soldiers among these assassins, and professional soldiers who were very familiar with the sandy terrain.

At this moment, it is almost impossible to run into the poplar forest. Since this is the case, you can only compete for endurance.

Turning down from a sand dune, Xiao Yuanchao disguised himself as quickly as possible, lying quietly in the yellow sand, squinting his eyes and motionless.

With his disguise, the assassin Leng Han lost Xiao Yuanchao's position. The scope was full of Gobi rocky beaches and yellow sand, and the figures that could be seen just now disappeared instantly.

As the target disappeared, Leng Han felt even more strange, and the strange feeling was cautious. He lay there motionlessly, searching for Xiao Yuanchao's figure bit by bit.

Unfortunately, he couldn't search for the target, even if he searched every inch of yellow sand.

There is no doubt that the only possibility that the target cannot escape is to lurk.

Competing for endurance?

Leng Han smiled faintly. He already knew what Xiao Yuanchao was thinking. If you want to compete for patience, then you can compete.

The two of them lay motionless at their respective lurking points, waiting patiently for one side to lose their support.

This is the most typical duel for snipers, a patient competition.

Usually, sniper duels with equal strength are often the most patient to survive to the end. Because greater patience represents stronger calmness, and stronger calmness represents the most hunter-like waiting.

One minute, ten minutes, one hour, ten hours...

The sky slowly darkened, and the strong wind that belonged to the northwest began to blow again, making a sound of ghosts and howling.

Under the white light scope, Leng Han squinted his eyes and continued to search for the area that the scope could see.

“Huhu…huhu…”

The strong wind blew up, and the fine sand was rolling up, which began to limit the view of the white light scope. This is the weakness of the white light scope. The distance that could have been captured was short, and the distance would become shorter when the wind and sand were together.

The strong wind blew all night and stopped again at dawn.

With the strong winds all night, all the beach terrain has undergone new changes. Some dunes have become shorter by the wind, some have become taller, and some have reconverged into a small dune in a flat area.

But no matter how it changes, the dead yellow sand and rocky beaches reflected in Lenghan are still a dead place, and there is still no trace of the goal.

But he was sure that Xiao Yuanchao would never run away, absolutely not!

As the sun rises, the temperature begins to rise, and the yellow sand becomes hot. This hotness is clearly transmitted to the cold and cold body, making him feel like he is lying in the stove.

It was very hot, and the weather during the day and at night was completely different. His lips began to dry, but he didn't dare to lick his dry lips with his tongue because he didn't want to waste any trace of moisture in his body.

With the thirst caused by lack of water and hunger, Leng Han began to endure the torment he had already expected.

The day passed and the night came again, and the wind was still howling.

This is the case here in the northwest. In spring and autumn, there are winds all day long. But it is also strange. It blows at night, stops at dawn, and repeats itself over and over again, almost forever.

Another day passed, and the sand changed again, but it was still dead.

Leng Han is patient, silently enduring.

Another day passed, and the sand changed again, but it was still dead silent.

The cold cold with bloody mouths was still enduring, but he didn't know how long he could endure it. Four days passed, without drinking water or eating, and his head began to show dizziness.

On the fifth day, Leng Han was completely dizzy. Under the invasion of thirst, he lay weakly on the sand, and his sniper rifle was still on the side, and his entire brain could hardly think normally.

Inability to think normally means being unable to think, unable to concentrate, let alone searching for targets and sniping.

But the sand in front of me was still silent. When the sixth day arrived, Leng Han was already lying there like a dead dog, and his life was almost over.

In a trance, he felt that he was wrong, and he was very wrong. The target had already taken advantage of the night without a trace. How could he compete with him for patience?

But just as he was rising up this idea, Leng Han clearly saw the bulge of the sand ten meters away from him. The target's body stood up from the sand and walked towards him steadily step by step.

"Haha...haha...haha..."

Leng Han let out a dry laugh, and opened his eyes hard and stared at Xiao Yuanchao who was walking towards him. He watched the other party pick up the sniper rifle at hand, and clearly felt the coldness of the barrel pressing against his head.

Xiao Yuanchao's situation was not much better. His eye sockets were deep, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, and his lips were also cracked and bloody.

But he was still able to move, still awake, and still had the power to pick up the sniper rifle.

"You lost." Xiao Yuanchao made a sound that was so dry that he could almost hear it.

"You...crawled?" Leng Han asked.

"Yes." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

"How did you crawl?" Leng Han continued to ask.

"I am the one who crawled around." Xiao Yuanchao's index finger gently pressed on the trigger.

At this moment, Leng Han was completely dressed. He could not imagine how the other party climbed in front of him from a thousand meters away...

"You still have some use."

A sound like heaven came to cold ears, and the muzzle moved away from his head.

In the yellow sand in the wild, Xiao Yuanchao was carrying a sniper rifle in his right hand and holding Leng Han's ankle in his left hand, as if he was dragging a dead dog, pulling the other person towards the direction of the poplar forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and confidence. He no longer vomited blood, and no longer felt that his body would collapse at any time, because his adrenaline secretion was finally no longer intermittent, and began to show coherent secretion, although it was just a trace.
Chapter completed!