Actually, Yang Xiaojin did not know these barbarians were hidden experts. It was just that she noticed through her scope that these people were acting suspiciously. They were not charging forward like the other soldiers, so there was definitely something wrong with them.
Other than Ren Xiaosu, all the superhumans had a limit to their mental strength. So Yang Xiaojin was no exception.
The slope of the mountain was 75 degrees, but White Mask's climbing speed was as though he was sprinting on the ground. Perhaps this was the legendary "walking on flat ground".
In the end, he finally understood what exactly the Perfect Level was …
The expeditionary army's strategy today was to trade lives for lives, so they did not care if a few hundred people died.
Even the heavy machine gun fire could not drown out the roar of the anti-material sniper rifles. Gradually, the barbarians felt a sense of fear from the gunshots. It was as though someone was holding a remote control on the opposite side. As long as one of them pressed the button, one of them would die.
In the process of suppressing the barbarians with firepower, the expeditionary army's commander did not slow down their attacks. He thought the snipers would eventually run out of bullets. How many shots could these two snipers fire? 50 shots? 100 shots?
He ordered his adjutant to record the firing frequency and number of shots. In the end, he discovered the firing frequency of the two snipers lying prone on the opposite side of the mountain was much more terrifying than the snipers from the Central Plains they knew of. Moreover, the number of shots they fired had gradually climbed to 1,000 and showed no signs of stopping.
Ren Xiaosu watched this scene quietly and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had thought he was already at Master Level and the gap between him and the enemy was gradually closing.
As it took a long time to reload, they might not have many bullets left. Furthermore, these bullets had to be armor-piercing bullets in order to deal effective damage to some of the Heavy Armor Warriors.
But Yang Xiaojin was different. She was used to observing the world through her scope. Some of the barbarian experts were hiding among the main forces and looking for an opportunity. It was just that they were not as ferocious as the other soldiers, so she spotted them right away.
The sudden appearance of sniper bullets on the battlefield shattered the expeditionary army's hopes of breaking through the defensive line. Not only were the barbarians who were getting close to the defensive line quickly killed, but some of the experts hidden among the main forces were also found by Yang Xiaojin.
The sniper's firing rate was only slightly slower than the previous two. Wang Yun couldn't figure out what was going on for a long time.
Ren Xiaosu did not have that ability. When he looked through the scope of a sniper rifle, his observational skills would still be weakened. Just like a normal person, when looking through binoculars or through surveillance cameras, their ability to see details would also be weakened.
Because of this, the psychological pressure that the snipers put on the expeditionary army was even greater. They had no idea how the snipers had managed to find these experts among the thousands of soldiers and horses. This was because these experts did not even wear heavy armor in order to hide their identities so that they would not be targeted by the Central Plainsmen.
Since there was a problem, he might as well get rid of it.
However, the expeditionary army's commander slowly realized that the sound of the sniper rifle seemed to be never-ending. After a rough calculation, the sniper rifle had probably been fired hundreds of times, but there was still no end in sight.
But it was different now. She was using Ren Xiaosu's black sniper rifle, which was equivalent to draining Ren Xiaosu's mental strength. This way, the final shackle that was restraining Yang Xiaojin's Perfect Firearms Proficiency was gone.
Even if she could fire four to five hundred shots, the expeditionary army still had tens of thousands of soldiers. There would come a time when they would run out of bullets.
It was precisely because Yang Xiaojin knew how powerful the black sniper rifle was that she was so happy when Ren Xiaosu gave it to her.
In fact, this strategy was actually the right one. After all, who would give up on attacking just because of two snipers? In that case, they might as well retreat back to the north.
Being able to kill over a thousand people on the battlefield before gradually draining their mental strength was terrifying enough in itself. But in the end, they were still no match for the expeditionary army's sheer numbers.
But at this moment, P5092 was stunned. He raised his hand, picked up the military binoculars beside him, and looked up the mountain. Then he shouted, "Enemy attack! There are gray creatures moving quickly above the sniping point!"
When Wang Yun heard a slight difference in the frequency of the gunfire, he turned around and looked at the mountain behind him. However, he was surprised to discover Ren Xiaosu was climbing down the mountain, leaving only Yang Xiaojin at the sniping point.
The feeling of having her fate in the hands of someone else was too unbearable.
But just as P5092 finished speaking, someone wearing a white mask suddenly climbed up from the side of the mountain in the shadows of the folds!
Moreover, Yang Xiaojin's mental strength was starting to run out. Every time the sniper rifle fired a shot or fired a bullet, it would drain her mental strength.
At this moment, the shaky defensive line had stabilized again, and the barbarians' relentless attacks started to ease up. It was only at this moment that P5092 finally heaved a sigh of relief.
He turned around and looked at Yang Xiaojin, who was still firing at the sniping point. He exclaimed, "This terrain and these cannon-like snipers have completely exceeded my plans. When I first came here, I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to perish together with the barbarians here. Later on, when Young Marshal went to raid their supply troops, I thought we might win. But for some reason, I've suddenly gained an inexplicable sense of confidence. I even feel that we can win this battle beautifully."
Every supernatural being would deliberately control the rate at which they expended their mental strength when they used their superpowers. Ren Xiaosu had always had unlimited firepower, so he did not have this concept. But the others all had "energy bars," so it was only natural that they would pay attention to their "energy bars." Furthermore, all of them had developed the habit of being meticulous with their usage. After all, they had to use their energy sparingly.
Therefore, when Yang Xiaojin fired earlier, she did not waste her mental strength so recklessly.
Therefore, on the battlefield, P5092 no longer treated the two of them as normal snipers.
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. Then he realized the other party could really use his black sniper rifle. Moreover, Yang Xiaojin's firing rate had become even faster than before.
But Yang Xiaojin's and Ren Xiaosu's black sniper rifles were different. First of all, they did not need to be loaded and had unlimited firepower. The fact that they could choose their bullets at will was enough to make them the rulers of the battlefield, just like two cannons.
The expeditionary army's commander was still unwilling to give the order to halt the offensive. He was still trying to fill this bottomless pit with human lives.
At this moment, she started to feel dizzy and nauseous. This was a symptom of overusing her superpower.
If there were only two normal snipers here, they would not have much of an impact on the entire battlefield.
At first, when the two of them joined the battlefield, the expeditionary army did not pay much attention to them. That was because they had also learned about the snipers of the Central Plains. Therefore, the commander felt that the two snipers would not be able to influence the situation on the battlefield.
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