Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

Wei Long's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body twisted violently.

The third marking bullet grazed his chest.

With a "crack," it exploded on the ground behind them.

"That was close!"

He didn't have time to feel relieved, because the M250s on Uluru opened fire.

"Da da da—"

The roar of the general-purpose machine gun echoed across the training ground.

This is real firepower suppression!

Blue pigment exploded around Wei Long, and the flying powder almost engulfed him.

He had to change direction repeatedly, using almost every trick in the book to avoid being hit.

"Hold--"

He cursed under his breath, his steps already becoming unsteady.

Just then—

"Bang!"

A marker missile flew in from the flank, heading straight for Uluru's face!

Uluru instinctively ducked, but the bullet came from the corner of his eye, too fast for him to dodge—

A shot hit his chin, and the blue paint exploded, turning his bushy beard blue.

It's Zhang Zhao!

With the thermal perception map provided by Relink brain-computer interface, Zhang Zhao practically has the ability to see through things!

Every move of the three Red Wolves was under his watchful eye!

Flanking from behind is just one of the tactics devised based on brain-computer interface capabilities.

Zhang Zhao's offensive capabilities are definitely not weak!

After all, with the power of X-ray vision, victory is inevitable!

"Third group, hit one enemy!"

The sound of Gu drifted in from outside the arena.

Uluru stood there, his expression complex.

He glanced down at the M250 in his hand, then looked up in the direction Zhang Zhao was—

A figure flashed past behind the container.

"This kid..." Uluru muttered, turning and walking towards the edge of the field.

He was still muttering to himself as he walked out of the venue.

"I didn't even see how he fired the shot..."

A low chuckle rang out from the edge of the training field, but it quickly faded away.

Because the situation on the field is far from a time when we can relax.

Uluru's departure instantly created a gap in the Red Wolves' formation.

But Red Wolf didn't panic.

"Aiden, fill Uluru's spot!"

As he spoke, he shifted to a different position, but the muzzle of the K416 never left the direction of the Dragon.

Aiden silently moved to the spot where Uluru had been, propped up his M7 on the oil drum, and pointed it at Zhang Zhao's location.

"Leave that kid to me!" Aiden's voice was calm.

Red Wolf didn't respond because Dragon charged at him again.

This time, Wei Long's movements were even more agile.

There was no probing, no feinting, just a straight-line sprint!

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Red Wolf fired three shots in quick succession, each one precisely blocking Dragon's movement path.

But this time, Veyron didn't dodge.

He shifted his body slightly; the first shot grazed his left shoulder, and the second passed overhead.

The third shot—Dragon suddenly turned to the side, and the bullet flew past his waist.

"This is fucking—"

Red Wolf's pupils contracted slightly, and his finger had already pulled the trigger for the fourth shot.

But Vee Dragons didn't give him that chance.

The M7 fired!

"Da da da—"

Three shots were fired in quick succession, heading straight for Red Wolf's face.

Red Wolf ducked down, the bullet hit the top of the low wall, and blue powder splattered all over his head.

"This kid has finally stopped hiding his true intentions..."

Red Wolf smiled, poked half his body out from the other side of the cover, and fired a single burst of K416.

The distance between the two kept shrinking!

From thirty meters to twenty meters, from twenty meters to fifteen meters—

The gunfire grew increasingly frequent, and the bullets became more and more accurate.

Everyone held their breath at the edge of the training field.

"Are these two... fighting for their lives?"

Uluru sat on the sidelines, his eyes fixed on the field.

The bee doctor was unusually serious, his gaze shifting back and forth between Red Wolf and Dragon.

He stood with his arms crossed, expressionless, but his eyes were slightly narrowed.

The game console in Hazra's hand had been put down at some point. She looked up and her gaze fell on the field.

Gu stood at the edge of the field, neither speaking nor announcing any hits.

Because so far—

No one hit!

In the center of the arena, the gunfight between Red Wolf and Dragon has reached a fever pitch.

The distance between the two has been reduced to less than ten meters.

At this distance, the effectiveness of cover is negligible.

It's all about reaction speed!

"Click—"

A soft sound came from the direction of the dragon.

Red Wolf's ears twitched slightly.

That's the sound of an empty trading account!

Out of bullets!

Without hesitation, he rushed out from behind cover, his K416 rifle pointed at the Dragon—

"Click!" The same sound.

Red Wolf was stunned for a moment; he was out of bullets too!

The two men simultaneously raised their guns, muzzles facing each other, less than five meters apart.

Their eyes met, and the training ground fell into a deathly silence.

Wei Long's chest heaved violently, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Red Wolf wasn't in much better shape; his combat uniform was soaked with sweat, and his old injury on his right leg was throbbing.

The two men stared at each other, holding empty guns.

"Continue?" Wei Long asked.

Red Wolf looked at him and threw the K416 to the ground.

"continue?"

"Out of bullets, how do we continue?"

Wei Long looked down at his M7, remained silent for a moment, and then threw the gun on the ground.

"Then how about fists and kicks?"

Red Wolf raised an eyebrow and looked Wei Long up and down.

Are you sure?

Wei Long didn't answer, but instead immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Red Wolf looked at him, his smile growing wider.

"OK!"

He flexed his wrists and slid forward on his feet—

Just then—

"That's enough!"

The sound of the Gu came from outside the arena, and the two of them stopped at the same time.

"Your marksmanship duel was spectacular, but—"

She paused for a moment and looked at the red wolf.

"You've already lost!"

Red Wolf paused for a moment, turned his head to look at the other end of the field, and then gave a wry smile.

Luna crouched behind the shipping container, her gun always pointed in his direction.

Zhang Zhao—Red Wolf's gaze swept around and finally found him behind him.

That guy had somehow gotten within ten meters of him.

If he had just defeated Wei Long, the two of them would have opened fire.

And his teammates...

Aiden had blue paint stuck to his chest at some point.

"You two..."

Red Wolf glanced at Luna, then at Zhang Zhao, and shook his head.

"Why didn't you fire just now?"

Luna stood up from behind the container, her M7 gun pointed downwards.

"You are having a fair fight, and we don't want to interfere."

Luna's tone was calm, as if she were stating a fact.

Red Wolf remained silent for a moment, then looked at Zhang Zhao.

"And you?" Zhang Zhao shrugged.

"She's right, and—" he paused, "I also want to see who's stronger, you or Wei Long."

Red Wolf stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"You bunch of guys..."

He shook his head, turned around, and faced the Gu.

"I give up!"

A low shout rang out in the training field. Uluru ran to Zhang Zhao's side and hugged him tightly.

"Your marksmanship is really good, kid. You didn't even give me a chance to fire. Shall we have another match next time?"

Zhang Zhao's shoulders ached from being held so tightly. He grimaced and tried to break free but failed, so he gave up.

"You can't do it, next one!"

Uluru's smile froze on his face upon hearing this.

"Hey? You little brat!"

He raised his fist in feigned anger and waved it in front of Zhang Zhao.

But the fist stopped in mid-air and eventually fell down, turning into a slap on Zhang Zhao's shoulder.

"Your words are even more offensive than your fighting style!"

Zhang Zhao grinned, "Thanks for the compliment~"

Those around couldn't help but laugh when they saw this.

Red Wolf laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking, Luna's lips curled up slightly, and even the usually serious Deep Blue shook his head gently.

Wei Long's lips curled up slightly as his gaze swept back and forth between Zhang Zhao and Uluru.

Zhang Zhao's words are good. I'll write them down and use them when I have the chance!

He silently labeled that sentence in his mind, then turned and walked towards the edge of the field.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around!"

Gu clapped his hands, and the laughter in the training ground gradually subsided.

Her gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Red Wolf.

"You two groups, go pack your gear and get ready for training! Groups two and four, prepare for the next round! The losing group cleans up the base!"