Da da da.

Good marksmanship is cultivated with bullets. This was only the second day of practice, but Su Ziyu felt that he was much better than yesterday. His body coordination had been strengthened. After gradually adapting to the recoil of various firearms, his accuracy began to improve sharply. In the end, he could almost hit the target every time when shooting at a stationary target. However, it was not the same when shooting at a moving target. This required a lot of experience and could not be practiced in a short period of time.

Clap, clap, clap.

Pasha came over while clapping and exclaimed: "You learn very quickly. I have to say you are very talented."

"Thank you for the compliment." Su Ziyu smiled and casually replaced a magazine.

Learning how to use firearms is much easier than learning the White Crow sword technique. Basically, ordinary people can get the hang of it after a few days of practice. Those with a little better talent can have a good accuracy when aiming at stationary targets.

But the perilla fish was obviously not satisfied.

This level of marksmanship is simply not enough, he needs at least the level of a sharpshooter.

Time flies during practice.

Pasha seemed to be a little worried today. She was distracted from time to time. She opened her mouth several times to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Finally, Su Ziyu spoke.

"Are you worried about something?" He looked at the woman next to him. She was the person Su Ziyu was most familiar with in this world.

Pasha hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

"What is it?" Su Ziyu thought for a moment and said, "If I can help, I can try."

Pasha lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face. She said slowly, "We are about to enter the Southern Cross again. We cannot give up the information inside."

"Are we going there again?" Su Ziyu thought about it and said slowly, "That place is really dangerous."

That place made Su Ziyu feel uneasy.

Very uneasy.

Pasha turned her head and looked into the distance, whispering, "If the Freedom People want to grow and develop, they can't always be controlled by others in terms of medicine."

“We don’t have a choice.”

Su Ziyu glanced at her and asked, "When do we leave?"

Pasha raised her head and looked at him, and said softly, "The day after tomorrow."

"You want to ask me for help?" Su Ziyu smiled and said, "Sure. But I want some compensation."

Pasha's eyes lit up slightly. She stared at the man in front of her and said, "What do you want? As long as we can do it, we can satisfy you."

"Some money and medicine, not too much." Su Ziyu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "And an anti-material sniper rifle. It should be powerful, easy to use and maintain."

Pasha looked at Su Ziyu in surprise and asked, "That's all?"

"That's enough." Su Ziyu smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

Although he wanted the exoskeleton power armor in this world, it was obviously too valuable, and the Freeman might not be willing to give it to him. Besides, the exoskeleton power armor must be equipped with a micro-nuclear battery to be driven, and the energy consumption is very alarming. Once it leaves this world, it will run out of energy after a little use. This iron lump of several hundred kilograms is not something that Suziyu can carry with him. Instead, it is better to choose some weapons that are powerful enough but easy to carry. There are some conventional firearms outside the camp, and the real powerful weapons are in the hands of the Freeman.

"No problem." Pasha agreed immediately, then bowed her head slightly and said embarrassedly, "Thank you." She knew that Su Ziyu agreed partly because of her.

It was getting dark when we went back.

Along the way, Pasha would turn her head to look at him from time to time, and then quietly look away after noticing that he noticed.

When they returned to the camp, a man who looked like an officer walked over quickly. He had a very serious expression on his face, and was talking quietly with Pasha on the other side. Su Ziyu couldn't hear clearly because of the distance, and only vaguely heard words like "missing" or "dead". After he finished speaking, Pasha's expression also became very serious. He simply said goodbye to Su Ziyu and left.

Just entered the North Star.

Su Ziyu felt a strange atmosphere. There were surprisingly few people on the street. The Indians selling roasted rats were gone. There were also fewer black people who often wandered the streets. They could only be seen occasionally in the dark alleys. The one-eyed woman was standing at the door of the bar, and next to her was the serious-looking old Bill. The two were talking in a low voice.

Something is wrong.

Something is happening here.

Su Ziyu walked quickly towards the hotel. Before he got close to the hotel, he saw many people, all of them were white. Standing at the door was the young man who often appeared at night. His eyes were extremely cold and filled with a strong murderous aura, as if he no longer concealed his sharp edge. These people were carrying guns. Su Ziyu even saw something that looked like a rocket launcher, but it was covered with canvas.

"Don't go out tonight." The young man stared at Su Ziyu and said in a deep voice.

Su Ziyu was confused, but knew that he shouldn't ask too much at this time, so he just nodded slightly.

He didn't see Old Bob.

Logically speaking, Old Bob should be here at this time. This discovery made his heart sink, and he felt that something big might happen today.

Night falls.

It was already pitch black outside, but there were almost no people on the streets tonight. Those who roamed the streets had all disappeared, and all the shops seemed to have closed. There were many guards standing at the inner wall gate, two or three times more than usual, but these people did not come out, but stood on the sentry tower on the high wall to keep watch.

Then, Su Ziyu heard gunshots.

Su Ziyu has been here for two or three days, and has never heard such harsh gunshots. Polaris has its own unique order. Although there are many fights, guns are rarely used in the camp. Even if there are guns, they are equipped with silencers and cannot be heard at a distance.

A burst of intensive gunfire rang out.

Su Ziyu even heard the sound of a grenade exploding and a muffled "bang", which seemed to be the sound of a sniper rifle.

"What happened?" Su Ziyu came to the corridor and looked to the north. Some places there were on fire, and the bursts of gunfire sounded like a war. The firepower of these people was really strong. Su Ziyu felt that they were not much worse than the guards of the Freedom Guard. He even heard the sound of heavy machine guns and the explosion of rocket launchers.

Click.

The door of the next room opened, and a sturdy man walked out. He held a cigar in his mouth, took a deep puff, then looked at Su Ziyu without saying anything, and turned his head to look at the battlefield over there. The man looked relaxed and casual, as if he was not watching a war, but watching a wonderful fireworks display.

This time he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

Su Ziyu saw a very special triangular emblem on his arm. Pasha had mentioned this emblem to him before.

——"Brotherhood."

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