When the intense gunshots rang out in the courtroom, Xu Le had already smashed through the floor-to-ceiling window and was falling to the hard ground outside the building with glass shards flying everywhere. The soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division blasted the courtroom bench and bench into countless pieces, leaving countless deep marks on the walls, but they could no longer penetrate the walls and hit his body that was adjusting his posture at high speed.
When the Iron Seventh Division troops in charge of security outside the courtroom heard the gunshots, Xu Le's feet, which were wearing special military boots, had already landed heavily on the ground. Unlike ordinary special forces soldiers, he didn't roll forward to reduce the huge impact. Instead, he directly resisted the recoil of the ground with the strong muscle fibers under the skin of his legs. Using the few tenths of a second he saved, he quickly rushed forward more than 20 meters. The wall of the courtroom was right in front of him.
The Langar high-firepower pistol in his right hand quickly fired at the walls around him. The purely mechanical trigger mechanism, under the pull of his index finger, which was like a steel spring, bounced up and down at an astonishing speed. In a very short period of time, he fired 23 times at high speed, completing a pistol rapid fire demonstration that could definitely be written into the Federal military textbooks.
Bang! Bang! The vintage red bricks on the wall shattered one after another, as if countless deep bullet holes had appeared out of nowhere. As the bricks and debris flew everywhere, the soldiers on the first line of defense fell to the ground one after another. They didn't even have time to make any shooting movements, and most of them didn't even have time to turn around.
After the initial moment of surprise, the troops outside the courtroom quickly made an efficient mobile response. They were Du Shaoqing's Iron Seventh Division, and had excellent military training that was unimaginable to ordinary troops.
However, Xu Le's terrifying speed at this time was faster than their reaction. In just one or two breaths, while the injured soldiers on the first line were still falling in the autumn wind, his figure had already jumped over the wall, stepped on the lawn, and ran toward the dense forest on the west side of Rabi Avenue.
The twenty-four bullets in the Langer High Firepower Handgun's magazine were all used up. While running, Xu Le's right hand loosened. When the magazine slid to the side of his waist, the modified H14 sniper rifle on his left shoulder was already tightly gripped in his hands. This continuous tactical movement was done in one go, and it did not affect his speed at all.
All the strength in his body was mobilized, especially the muscle fibers in his legs, which were rubbing and squeezing at high speed. Accompanied by the familiar trembling and sour feeling, it provided him with a strong support of strength and speed. The special military boots on the soles of his feet were beginning to be unable to withstand the force of the high-speed sprint between his body and the ground. The surface of the boots was mottled and cracked, and it was possible that they would fall apart in the next moment.
Xu Le, who was running on the lawn, was like a roaring high-speed car. The human body did not pay attention to aerodynamics. He directly and violently pushed the air that was beginning to become viscous to the side, causing the withered leaves on the lawn and the slightly dry soil in the grass to explode. It looked like his body was directly stirring up a cloud of dust.
The courtyard wall fell behind him, the lawn was under his feet, and the dense forest was right in front of him. The three lines of defense of the Iron Seventh Division were directly penetrated by Xu Le with his inhuman speed. The soldiers were moving at high speed in this direction. If one were to look at the current situation from the air, it would seem that the man running madly with the cloud of dust was like an arrowhead, forcibly pulling the circular defense of the Iron Seventh Division into a triangular area.
A shrill whistle cut through the air above the lawn, sounding dangerously. Following that, more gunshots rang out. Some bullets brushed past Xu Le's calf while he was running, shooting deep into the slightly dry soil.
The dense forest was right in front of him. It did not seem to be far, but the second and third lines of defense of the Iron Seventh Division had quickly gathered and began to use fierce firepower to seal off the lawn. The moment the dense gunshots suddenly rang out from all directions, Xu Le, who was holding the gun with both hands and running with his head down, immediately recognized the guns used by the troops. The muffled sound of the muffled muzzles represented high-powered mid-range hard sniper rifles that could easily blow his waist in half.
As he ran at high speed, the slightly cool autumn air gradually turned into a frozen river that slapped against his face. Xu Le narrowed his eyes, but it was not because the annoying autumn wind disturbed his vision. It was just a habitual action when facing the greatest danger. His eyes were abnormally bright, like the sun hanging above the dense forest.
In front of the dense forest, Xu Le's right foot stomped heavily on the lawn. Because the dry and hard grass suddenly became deeply deformed, the military boots on his right foot finally could not withstand the enormous force and directly shattered. Even the thick sweatpants on his calf were directly torn apart by the sudden expansion of his leg muscles, and a few cracks appeared amidst the ripping sounds.
Using the huge rebound force from the soles of his feet, Xu Le flew up at this moment, his body drawing a strange arc in the air as he ascended.
A few bullets dangerously brushed past the soles of his feet. If his dodging action had been detected by the enemy, or if his speed had been 20% slower, these few bullets would have definitely hit his body accurately.
The dense forest was cut into pieces by the dense rain of bullets, flying everywhere under the red sunset. In front of this peaceful and beautiful scene of the battlefield, Xu Le forcibly twisted his body in the air and retreated towards the dense forest at high speed, the H14 in his hand switched to a sniper rifle and fiercely opened fire!
At this moment, he retreated in the sky full of broken leaves, the gun in his hand spitting out beautiful flames. It was as if time and gravity had lost their effect, and the movement of everything had become slow. Only the sound of deformation could be heard, the mixture of dull and crisp, echoing between the lawn and the dense forest. Countless cold metal bullet shells were ejected from the side of the gun and slowly fell to the ground.
Xu Le retreated in the air for about less than a second. In this short period of time, while he was unable to stand firmly in the air, he completed the action of raising his gun, looking for a target, and pulling the trigger. What was really incredible was that he completed this action six times in a row, launching six accurate shots at the firing points of the Iron Seventh Division's defensive line!
If it was said that the rapid firing of the pistol when he rushed out of the courtroom could be perfectly written into the textbooks of the Federal Military, then the backward sniping and continuous shooting technique that Xu Le displayed at this moment was completely a template that ordinary soldiers would not be able to learn. This was because no one had the strength and terrifying reaction speed that he had.
Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!
Around the courtroom, six firing points that were not in the same area were hit by Xu Le's precise shots. The modified H14 sniper rifle perfectly adapted to this terrifying rate of fire, and the large-caliber bullets mercilessly penetrated the temporary workers and hit the fastest elite shooters of the Iron Seventh Division.
The dense gunshots suddenly became sparse, but Xu Le, who was falling, still narrowed his eyes. His gaze was bright, and his left hand pressed the button on the spare magazine on his belt, and he whispered, "I'm going to die."
After landing on the lawn, even though they had entered the dense forest, they were still in the area between the second and third line of defense of the Iron Seventh Division. The few elite shooters closest to them were already lying in pools of blood, but there were more soldiers in the distance.
The military quality of the Iron Seventh Division's troops was unquestionable. They would definitely not charge blindly. Instead, they would choose to use the temporary workers and terrain, as well as the real firepower of their guns, to force Xu Le into a desperate situation.
Although Xu Le had a pair of mechanic's sharp eyes, and his eyesight was better than before after the breakthrough in the Empire, he still could not capture all the blind spots around him and see every dangerous enemy. It was impossible for him to rely on a modified H14 to suppress or eliminate the enemy in the midst of the smoke and falling leaves, because he was not the omnipotent God of Creation.
Only the omniscient could be omnipotent.
Landing heavily on the lawn, Xu Le's movements did not slow down at all. He quickly retreated into the forest, his hands holding the H14 steadily in front of his eyes. He aimed at the enemy's firing points that he could see clearly, and he pulled the trigger continuously without hesitation, emptying the magazine of bullets.
Across the lawn, on both sides of the forest, and even behind him, the gunshots that had just stopped for a moment rang out intensely again. Xu Le's thin face flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and he roared angrily, "I'm going to die!"
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No one knew why Xu Le yelled angrily at the empty lawn at the most dangerous moment. Could it be that if you said to Sunset that you were going to die, you wouldn't die?
The modified H14 did not make any noise, but Xu Le clearly knew that the magazine had been emptied. His left hand took out the spare magazine at lightning speed, and his right thumb pulled the empty magazine out with force, completing the action of reloading at a speed that was almost impossible to be seen clearly by the naked eye.
With a crisp click, the magazine accurately entered the H14. Following this sound, it was as if a switch had been turned on. The chip at the back of his neck heated up slightly, and on the screen full of bullets from Sunset and No Falling Leaves, countless grids instantly appeared, as well as countless precise images of human bodies with citizen numbers hanging on them.
Whether it was in the shooting range, hiding behind the forest, hiding in the depths of the grass, or hiding in the high court, the positions of all the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division accurately appeared on his retina. Even the scene behind him, which was completely invisible to the naked eye, entered his eyes through some kind of strange imaging method. He could even see the precise coordinates of these targets and the extremely detailed simulated human body composition!
Xu Le was no stranger to these scenes. Back then, when he was in a desperate situation at the Four Prefectures Foundation Building, when he was surrounded by the Imperial Army in the forest at 3320, when the creatures died, he could see this scene that was completely different from the real world. There was no smoke or blood, only the smell of a shooting game.
The Charter network that covered every inch of the Federation's land presented these images in front of his eyes using countless military satellites and ubiquitous surveillance systems.
There seemed to be a faint sigh in Xu Le's mind, but he did not pay attention to it. He silently raised his gun and quickly pulled the trigger. He did not need to aim, nor did he need to hesitate.
Because from this moment on, there was nothing he did not know and nothing he could not do.
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(This is really desperate. Writing is too difficult. Incomparable anxiety. Because before writing this chapter, I knew that it would not be easy to write, especially to write it well. Also, this paragraph must be written well, otherwise, I would feel sorry for myself. Fortunately, I like the image presented at the end. It was worth the torturous night …
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