The captain shook his head: "This person's marksmanship is at the top of the world, at least in the top ten. The bullet will turn around as if it has eyes. Even the person behind the car can kill. If he is from another force, then we will undoubtedly die today. !"

"How to do?"

"I can only pray!"

Shitola was silent. In fact, he had already thought of a person in his mind, the Chinese man sitting in a corner smoking in a low-key manner, he seemed to be on the edge of the world, the world had nothing to do with him, or he had nothing to do with the world.

But Hitola felt that the world seemed to be controlled by him.

"His Royal Highness, we can be sure that we are okay for the time being. The sniper's bullets are calling the opposite side. We can't move!" said the captain.

"it is good!"

The captain has rich experience in battle, and Hitola listens to him.

"His Royal Highness, we can't move!"

Liard, who had always been in front of Hitola, said.

"Leard, don't stop it like this. If the sniper wants to kill me, can your body stop the bullet?" Sitora said.

Leard said: "Your Highness, snipers won't do this!"

"Could it be my father's person?"

"No!"

"Could it be true?"

"His Royal Highness, it is very likely that it is them!"

The captain asked: "Who is it?"

"It's Abudu's friend, the Chinese who saved Abudu!" Liad said bluntly.

"If this is the case, then we are safe!"

The captain nodded, but he did not relax, nor did he fully believe that this was a basic quality on the battlefield.

They prayed in their hearts, I hope so.

...

At this time, there were not many people on Ugovela, and there were screams everywhere.

Just now, two people turned around in fear and ran away. What awaited him was a bullet like death, and they died miserably.

Let alone offense now, their feet are soft, and there are screams all around, afraid to look at their companions.

Immortal or alive.

The wounded on the battlefield is the biggest drain on the enemy. A wounded requires at least two soldiers' resources and at least one soldier to take care of.

The deceased is different, thrown aside or transported to the rear.

At first, the sniper headshot was to frighten them, then immortality, making them scared, and attacking them spiritually.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what shall we do..."

At this time, Umusa and Ugwela were lying on the ground, which was the safest posture.

"What can I do, that's a sniper. We don't know where the sniper is. If he catches his head, he will be shot! Let alone run away." Ugweira was upset.

When things got to this point, Uguvira could do nothing.

Today is interesting, with ups and downs.

Will there be more in a while?

No one knows, just ask the author!

The ebony face was like ashes, and the light was not very good, but he could feel the despair of Prince Ugovela, and he was also desperate.

Just now the black guard was the king bomb of Ugovela, but he didn't expect it was the red king bomb.

Ugovela decided that this was arranged by his father, otherwise it would not be so powerful, but he did not understand when Karl had such a powerful sniper!

"what……"

The men around him screamed again, and the blood flowed under Uguvira, and there were only a few men left beside him.

Surrender?

"Eumosa, surrender, if we want to live!"

Ugweira was very distressed, and he was so careful that he would be defeated, not convinced.

"His Royal Highness, is this really going to happen?"

"Do you want to die? When you die, there is no hope!" Ugweira said.

"But will Hitola let us go?"

"Yes!" Ugweira said.

"it is good!"

Wu Muza really didn't want to die. He was very careful about his life in the battle at the border.

To surrender, you need to hang the white flag. Where can I get the white flag now?

"His Royal Highness, there is no white flag!" Wu Muza said.

Ugovela moved her body and took out her little white pants. Umuza was about to cry and was very touched. It seemed that he had not followed the wrong person. If Ugovela could get things done, he would not treat him badly.

what a pity!

Wu Muza took the white pants and placed it on the barrel of the submachine gun, and then raised it up.

boom……

The bullet came and hit the barrel, and the powerful elastic force flew the bullet in U Muza's hand to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Ugovela's face was blue, is it going to kill? Too ruthless!

"Again!"

"Yes!"

Wu Muza picked it up again.

boom……

Was knocked out again.

Uguvila said: "I'm coming!"

"His Royal Highness..."

Wu Muza's mood was complicated. His Highness asked him to walk back and forth between heaven and **** several times. This time he was a little touched.

In the same way, the heart of Ugovela at this time was also complicated. It could have been successful. Umusa was the scapegoat, but he did not expect it to be like this.

If it succeeds, Shitola and the king will be stuck on Umisa's head. Alas, the plan can't keep up with the changes.

Ugovela held up the submachine gun with white pants hung up.

Without being defeated, Ugwela knew that this was deliberate by his father. It was too ruthless and asked him to surrender!

This is to defeat him thoroughly.

The sniper didn't fire any more shots, and Ugwela stood up, holding a submachine gun in his hand, he could afford to lose, and looked awe-inspiring.

"His Royal Highness..."

Uguvira looked at each of them with complicated expressions, smiled and said, "You have to live!"

"His Royal Highness..." Wu Muza was so touched, why, why did Your Highness fail?

Ugovela ignored them and stepped forward.

"My good brother, you still dare not come out at this time? I can afford to lose, can't you not win?" Ugweira laughed loudly: "Haha, Hitola..."

Hitola walked up and was stopped by Liard, but he didn't care.

"Big brother, I have let you all these years, is this not enough?"

"Haha, you let me? Yes, yes, you let me, you treat me as a fool, every time you look at me, do you look at me like a fool? Hitola, you are really My father's good boy!"

"You think too much, I never thought about going against you, just..."

"Just what? It's just that you want to be a king, don't you? The old man is about to die and will give you the throne? Why not give it to me? I'm the eldest son, doesn't he like me very much? Why is everyone doing this all these years Lied to me?"

Uguvira screamed like crazy. At this time, the old king in the king's motorcade on the other side looked at the scene in the car with a very flat face.

The two half-parents of the two of them fought each other for favor when their mother was still alive. The two have been fighting openly and secretly since they were young. He had no nepotism after his mother died young, and Ugweira soon gained the upper hand. The state has been maintained for decades until now.

Perhaps Hitola was waiting for this moment.

"Whose is it?" the old king asked.

The person in the passenger seat became nervous: "Your Majesty, I, we haven't found out yet, we can't find the position of the sniper..."

"keep the change!"

"Yes!"

The old king continued to stare at the screen.

"Don't let me down!" the old king said softly.