Even though he knew that the sniper on the distant platform was his biggest enemy, it was precisely because of this that the man also knew the horror of the other party holding a sniper rifle.
So even though his heart was filled with resentment, the wheat-skinned blond man still calmly made the most reasonable judgment under the current situation.
Chianti rushed out first, turning around and firing continuously without caring about accuracy.
She didn't hope to hit the other person, but just wanted to interfere with Shuichi Akai and not threaten Vodka and the other person who were helping Gin get into the car behind.
But the bullet that pierced his shoulder the next moment taught Chianti the cruelty of reality.
When we were young, both textbooks and teachers always said, "Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration," which was a good advice for young people, but they never told them the next sentence.
——"But that inspiration is often the most important, even more important than the 99% of perspiration."
Adding the second half of the sentence makes it completely poisonous chicken soup.
But this is reality, and now this reality is particularly cruel in front of Chianti.
She had no confidence at all that she could hit Shuichi Akai, but the other party was able to hit her easily.
If she hadn't moved in time, the bullet would have pierced her abdomen and made her lose her ability to move instantly.
But even though he was injured, Chianti had a smile on his face, which was distorted by pain.
Because from the very beginning, in addition to her mission of obstructing Akai Shuichi, she was also a bait to attract the other party's attention!
And now the goal has been achieved. At the cost of being shot in the shoulder, he has bought time for Gin to get on the car and completed his mission!
"Bang!"
But at the moment when Gin and Vodka were walking towards the car one after another, a gunshot rang out.
The sudden gunshot caused Vodka and others present to freeze for a moment.
After all, how could one possibly hear gunshots at a distance of nearly seven hundred yards?
Enemy attack!
People who deal with death every day reacted almost instantly, but how could a computer's reaction to control the body to move be faster than a bullet?
At this moment, murderous intent is evident!
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