Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Seeing this, the team member hiding behind another tree immediately adjusted his posture, hiding himself tightly and not giving the other side any chance.
"She is a sharpshooter, it's normal for her to hit you. Hurry up and don't expose my position." The team member whispered.
Song Yun saw that the man had become a coward. He was the only one left on the battlefield with no one to cover him. Why should she hide? She could just go up and fight him.
The team member who was shot saw Song Yun coming towards them and wanted to warn his newly formed teammate, but before he could open his mouth, Song Yun raised his gun. After a "bang" sound of the gunshot, the team member who thought he was hiding well looked down at his military boots stained with colored powder and fell silent.
Song Yunqian came over and said to her two teammates with a smile, "Chengrang, do you have a red flag?"
The two shook their heads. The competition had just begun and they had just entered the forest. They had not survived for less than an hour and they died. They should be the first to die, right?
It's so embarrassing.
The result was as Song Yun expected. "Okay, I'll leave first."
Watching Song Yun walk away quickly, the two grown men stood there in silence for a few minutes, and finally left dejectedly.
They regretted that they shouldn't have been so reckless. They knew Song Yun was a sharpshooter, so why would they compete with her in shooting skills? Isn't that just asking for trouble?
With her senses being much sharper than those of ordinary people, Song Yun quickly found the first red flag. Just as she pulled it up, she heard the sound of a trigger being pulled not far away. She grabbed the red flag and rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the colored powder training bullets. The opponent's shooting skills were also very good, and he immediately fired the first shot. Song Yun rolled to avoid it again.
With this roll, she also figured out the opponent's position. After avoiding the third training bullet, she turned around and fired a shot in the o'clock direction.
Qi Weimin broke out in a cold sweat as he watched the training bullet pass by him. He never expected that the opponent could fight back in such a situation, and his accuracy was so good. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been eliminated by now.
At this time, Song Yun had already hidden herself. Qi Weimin had just dodged and missed the direction where Song Yun was hiding. He now had no idea where Song Yun was.
Song Yun stood on a tree, looking at the big tree about ten meters away through the gaps in the leaves.
The person who just attacked her was behind the tree. As long as he came out, she would give him a colored powder bullet.
Time passed by second by second, and neither of them moved or made a sound.
Song Yun guessed that the other party was also a sniper, good at shooting and concealment.
If that's not the case, then she will show something that the other person lacks.
Song Yun put the pistol back, aimed at the direction, rushed forward, touched the sinking branch with her toes, and used the force to do a somersault and landed steadily.
At this time, she was still more than ten meters away from the big tree. The other party heard the noise and started shooting.
Song Yun maneuvered like a snake, narrowly avoiding the opponent's paintballs each time, and soon reached behind a big tree.
Qi Weimin could never have imagined that he, a sharpshooter, fired several shots but missed a single one.
This was the biggest setback in his career.
Just when he was confused, a slender hand reached out in front of him, grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground.
Before he could react, the gun was taken away from his hand.
The paintballs were unloaded and the gun was thrown back, "Nice marksmanship."
Qi Weimin stood up and glared at Song Yun angrily.
Song Yun chuckled and put the paintballs into her bag, then reached out to him, "Give me the red flag."
Qi Weimin stepped back, "Why? You didn't hit me?"