Chapter 165: Deformed Person

But for him, a rather awkward and strange feeling arose in his heart.

Isn’t this a fatal curve, a freak of the kind that says the mountains have eyes?

Looking at this deformed man who was walking towards him like a fatal curve, sniffing something like a hunting dog, Yorks licked his dry lips subconsciously.

In an environment like night, where there is no possibility of accomplices, he prefers assassination when I am in the dark and the enemy is in the open.

Darkness is an advantage, and shooting and exposing oneself is undoubtedly the stupidest choice.

But with the addition of Caroline, he changed his strategy. Because with such a burden, he would always be discovered no matter how he hid. Instead of doing that, it would be better to shoot and move on.

At the same time, the silencer also gave him some confidence, because the main function of the silencer itself is to reduce muzzle noise and reduce the probability of the enemy judging the gunman's position based on the sound of the gun.

The thought flashed through his mind without any hesitation. He found the target, and under Caroline's gaze, Yorks directly set up the fully equipped HK416 and aimed at the figure who seemed to be tracking the prey with his excellent sense of smell.

As if he felt that the crosshairs had been aimed at the figure walking straight towards him, York decisively pulled the trigger.

puff!
A very dull gunshot rang out.

As the direction shifted, the deformed man who was walking towards this side suddenly fell down.

This made York feel relieved. Fortunately, it was not the kind of monster in the movies that could not be killed by guns.

Ignoring Caroline, Yorks observed his surroundings vigilantly and began to trot towards the fallen figure.

The distance of ten meters was reached in a blink of an eye. Yorks leaned against a tree that could block the southeast direction, and the deformed man less than half a meter away became clearer in front of him.

He was shot in the forehead and blood kept oozing out of the blood hole, but his face was really quite ugly, and he had a pair of very deformed big feet.

At its waist was a bloody axe and a cylinder with four arrows, and falling from its hand was a rather large bow.

Just from this point of view, one can imagine the power of this bow.

York did not pick up the bow and arrow because he didn't know how to do it. With a gun in his hand, he naturally would not choose his weak point, which would be a waste of time.

"But just one?"

But the constant sound of alarms in his ears made York frown.

The alarms in my ears did not sound at the same time, but in a certain order. Three alarms sounded in succession, which meant that three more people were rushing towards this side at a very fast speed.

"In addition to the sense of smell and night vision, does it also have extraordinary hearing? Can it hear at a distance of 100 meters? If it can hear, isn't this evolution point a bit too exaggerated?"

A mess of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yorks glanced at Caroline who was sneaking out, and immediately changed direction.

Instead of jogging towards Caroline, he trotted towards the other side.

He wanted to use Caroline and the first deformed man who had died as bait.

Using Caroline and the first deformed man as a fishing line, he hid on the right side of the fishing line, like a persistent fisherman, waiting for the arrival of the big fish.

York moved very quickly. He was unsure of the enemy's speed, so he could only judge based on himself and try to increase the enemy's movement speed as much as possible.

An ordinary person can run a distance of 100 meters in about ten seconds.

Apparently this is the case.

When York just moved to a tree on the right side of Caroline, he heard footsteps coming closer and closer, indicating that the other party had found the right direction.

"This tracking ability is too strong, just like a real hunting dog." Yorks complained in his heart and leaned over to take a look.

As expected, three figures were seen sticking out from the trees. They were all deformed people, but with different hair styles, two with short hair and one with long hair.

"There are more women?" Yorks hid in the tree, watching the three people in the distance begin to slow down, sniffing the air, and moving towards Caroline.

From this, Yorks learned another piece of information. Although these deformed people have very sensitive sense of smell, hearing and outstanding night vision, they also need to smell the prey like hunting dogs before they can track it.

Just like now, they were not heading towards him, but were exploring in the direction of Caroline.

But perhaps they smelled something, the movements of the three deformed people became quite slow, and Yorks saw that they kept looking at each other, stammering and communicating some kind of information.

"Smell blood? Can't wait."

York did not let the advantage slip away, nor did he have time to alert the deformed man. He immediately leaned out from the tree, set up a fully equipped HK416 and shot at the three figures in front of him.

The most troublesome thing about the forest is that there are too many shelters. He has to seize the opportunity to kill one or two or three first, and when the deformed people who might survive react and hide under the trees, he has to keep moving to find gaps to shoot.

The trigger was pulled, and before the deformed man noticed this, a dull gunshot suddenly rang out.

Compared with the previous deformed man, for these three deformed men, Yorks preferred to hit the target instead of killing them with one blow.

Puff puff!
The continuous sound of gunfire caused York's first target to tremble all over.

Without waiting for the first target to fall or see if he was really dead, York immediately shifted his gun to the second target.

The trigger remains pulled, resulting in a continuous muffled sound.

What made York calm down was that the deformed man's reaction speed was really fast, much faster than the mob in the apartment before.

When he confirmed that he had hit the first target, he continued shooting at the second target. Less than a second had passed when the remaining two deformed men reacted quickly and hid in the trees when a muffled sound was heard.

Due to the circumstances, Yorks could be sure that the first target had fallen down and died, but he was not sure whether he had hit the second deformed man.

But the deformed man's reactions and behaviors had already been rehearsed in his mind.

One shot plus seven shots, there are still twenty-two rounds, enough for suppressive fire.

York bent slightly to reduce the area of ​​his body, and pressed his cheek against the fully equipped HK416 gun. At the same time, he placed the lower corner of the butt against his shoulder, with his line of sight aligned with the sight. Using the four-eye night vision goggles, he shot at the tree where the deformed man was hiding, and kept approaching.

Puff puff puff!

Dull gunshots began to be heard in the silent dark forest.

However, York knew that this kind of fire suppression could not be maintained for long.

There were shelters everywhere. What he needed to do was get closer and bring as many enemies as possible into his field of vision to compress their space, rather than standing still and giving these experienced hunters room to move and hide.

"Everything is within sight." When Yorks saw the deformed man on the other side flash out from the tree on the right, he immediately moved to the front of the tree that could block the direction of the two people.

With a "puff" sound, a sudden gust of wind sounded beside my ears, and a black line passed by and hit a tree behind me, shaking continuously.

"Very good. Now it depends on reaction, firepower, and speed of transfer."

Yorks expressionlessly removed the magazine with three bullets left, took out a full magazine from his tactical belt with one hand and quickly inserted it into the slot of the fully equipped HK416.

"But how can a bow and arrow compare to a gun?"

Because the deformed man in the tree on the right was shooting arrows, Yorks continued to hold his gun and quickly moved sideways to the right, forming an arc and quickly walking around the deformed man over there, preparing to make the tree where he was hiding lose its function as a cover.

This is also the reason why he wanted to get closer. The shortened distance would allow him to keep circling around and getting closer, exposing the deformed man directly to the muzzle of the gun.

(End of this chapter)