Chapter 166: 166: Strike Down! Pheasant_1

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Strike Down! Pheasant_1

Sandru heard the gunshot behind him, and his heart surged with excitement.

In the past on the battlefield, Sandru and Mackenzie were a golden partnership.

Whenever he heard Captain Mackenzie’s gun fire behind him, a target would always be sent flying by the immense kinetic energy of the sniper rifle.

This had almost become an instinctive thought for Sandru, and this time, hearing Mackenzie’s gunshot, he had already felt like there was nothing left for him to do.

But after the gunshot, Sandru was shocked to discover that the thin young man in front had incredibly fallen backward, miraculously evading what seemed like a certain death from the sniper.

“Shit, is this Yan Country Kung Fu?” A trace of disbelief flashed through Sandru’s eyes.

While Sandru was still dumbfounded, Xu Fan had sprung up from the ground and was rapidly running towards him.

“Lieutenant Shan, engage him and create a sniping opportunity for me!” Sandru’s earpiece relayed Mackenzie’s calm voice.

Although Mackenzie’s first shot missed, he did not panic and was still giving orders to Sandru with composure.

“OK!” Sandru responded, placing his titanium alloy combat knife in front of him and slowly moving to meet Xu Fan.

Sandru had cooperated with Mackenzie in this kind of action many times before on the battlefield.

Shan would draw the fire up front, and Mackenzie would take cold shots from behind. Every time, their cooperation was nothing short of perfect, either Mackenzie’s shot would force the enemy to fall to Shan’s knife, or Shan would drive the enemy into Mackenzie’s line of fire for a deadly shot.

This time, seeing Xu Fan’s fierce momentum, they almost instantly had to use this tactic to face Xu Fan.

In less than three seconds, Xu Fan had already rushed to Sandru’s front. During that time, the sniper rifle had fired once more from afar, but with a premonition in his heart, Xu Fan once again narrowly dodged the incoming bullet, and this time it was easier without the earlier desperation.

Before Mackenzie had the chance to fire the third shot, Xu Fan had already reached Sandru.

Injuries of this severity, even if placed in Blue Star’s best hospital, would likely be beyond saving.

From a distance, Mackenzie, who had been aiming his rifle from atop a rock, cried out with eyes red with rage, “Fuck! I’m going to kill you!”

Sandru had been his comrade-in-arms for many years. Mackenzie was well aware of his strength. Not to say he was invincible in close combat, but in Sanjiao State, he was still a formidable opponent.

To think that today, in Yan Country, he’d encounter a target who not only could dodge his bullets but in an instant of engaging Sandru, could send a special forces soldier, nearly the size of the boxer Tyson, flying over a dozen meters.

Anger beyond words filled Mackenzie’s heart, but as a sniper, the angrier he was, the calmer he became.

He had his rifle swiftly ready by the time he saw Sandru flying through the air. Feeling a pang for Sandru’s heavy body crashing to the ground, Mackenzie took only 0.1 seconds to grieve before quickly lowering his head. His eyes peered through the scope, aligning the crosshairs tightly on Xu Fan.

The rush of battle stimulated Mackenzie’s nerves, his breath steady, his mind clear and undisturbed, as he submerged into the optimal state for a sniper about to fire.

Xu Fan’s movements seemed to slow down in his eyes. Mackenzie’s scope was firmly tracking Xu Fan’s trajectory.

Mackenzie’s hand gently touched the trigger.

Now, he had utmost confidence that he could kill Xu Fan with a single shot.

Just as Mackenzie was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly noticed a flash of silver from the scope, speeding towards him.

Just now, Xu Fan had casually flicked up the Titanium Alloy Combat Knife Sandru had left behind with his foot, then threw it with his hand towards the distant sniper.

The Titanium Alloy Combat Knife, indestructible by nature, was now accelerated by the Martial Artist’s Qi Force infused by Xu Fan, making it incredibly fast. It reached Mackenzie in the blink of an eye.

“Crack!”

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle was sliced into two by the thrown knife from Xu Fan, and the lingering force of the knife not only severed Mackenzie’s right arm neatly but also embedded itself deeply into the bluestone beneath him.

The blade was entirely sunken into the solid stone, with only the handle still trembling slightly, exposed on the outside.