Chapter Thirty-Five: Thunder Rumbles

  "Was it deflected a bit?" Liu didn't move his head away from the sniper rifle's scope, and with a look of surprise, he stretched out his fingers to test the wind direction, thinking to himself that this must be the reason for the wind.

  There are many factors that affect sniping, such as wind direction, humidity, terrain and so on. Especially when Liu Buji is 700-800 meters away, this kind of long-range sniping, and it's at night, with flickering lights, making it even more difficult.

  It's impossible for ordinary people to become proficient overnight. At least several years of hard training are needed!

  Liu Bu was still pondering the problem at this time. The entire battlefield surrounding Yincheng suddenly fell silent, eerily frightening. Neither the bandits of Kedahan nor the defending soldiers of Yincheng County made a sound for a moment.

  Then it was as if someone had pressed the pause button, and both sides let out a loud roar before clashing again. Only this time, the momentum of those scoundrels suddenly weakened.

  The momentum of that fearless and dauntless spirit suddenly weakened, and they all became distracted, constantly looking up at the top of their heads!

  Liu was very sensitive and discovered this, and then shot another shot.

  "Bang..." A loud thunderous sound, a ferocious and evil figure wielding a knife rushed up the city wall, slashing towards a sturdy civilian of the Kedah Khan army's elite, whose belly had already burst open with a huge hole, splattering blood, flesh, and intestines everywhere.

  The foul odor of his filth splattered onto the face of the young man standing opposite him!

  At this moment, people seemed to have realized something. The black and red, messy things that splashed on the civilians woke up first, shouting: "Kill... these bastards got what they deserved!"

  With this loud shout, the militiamen on the defensive side immediately boosted their morale and shouted to kill.

  But under this loss and gain, it's completely different for the sweat thief. He was thoroughly frightened!

  Liu Bu had begun to slowly familiarize himself with the sniper rifle, his mind opened up and his spirit became strong.

  Just lock onto your target with your eyes and fire a shot. If there isn't too much wind interference, it's almost a guaranteed hit.

  Liu Buji fired two more shots and felt that his marksmanship had greatly improved. However, he was still far from being able to hit the target accurately.

  In theory, it's like this, but in actual implementation, there are still subtle differences that always make Liu not satisfied. Hitting the head often hits the shoulder. Hitting the chest may hit the belly!

  In this world of immersive training in marksmanship, hundreds of meters away, in an unknown corner, lives are taken away at will.

  This feeling of being like God, having control over others' lives and deaths, was somewhat mesmerizing to Liu.

  At this time, five or six thunderous explosions sounded in a row. After each explosion, one of the invincible masters of the Khan army fell to misfortune, either with a transparent big hole opened in his chest, or his head shattered into a rotten watermelon.

  The momentum of the bandits had actually fallen to its lowest point, they suspiciously looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a thunderbolt came from somewhere and specifically greeted them, but did not fall on the bodies of the civilians in Yincheng County.

  If such a situation still can't make many of the Khagan's soldiers suspect that they have done too many bad things and are now facing heavenly punishment, then that would be called seeing ghosts?

  "Wow..."

  Suddenly a shout was heard from one of the enemy soldiers, and the entire army of Khada Khan, which had been occupying the battlefield with an advantage, immediately collapsed and fled in all directions.

  Liu Bu-yi finally mastered the trick of using a sniper rifle, his spirit infusing into the rifle, and the entire rifle seemed to have become an extension of his own arm.

  Even the smallest parts, even the slightest disturbance, were all clearly transmitted to his consciousness, allowing Liu Bu to grasp them clearly.

  Just as he was about to put another Kadar's head in the sniper scope again, he suddenly felt something was off.

  Through the sight, looking back, all I saw was that scoundrel throwing away his weapon and not even bothering about the knife chopping towards him from the opposite side, turning around and running away.

  It seems that this master, at this time, has already been occupied by fear and rationality. He exposed his own back. The civilians behind him were greatly encouraged, and the cleaver in their hands was still a chopping knife, which chopped into the master's back.

  That master still wore a suit of leather armor on his body, at this time, he was stabbed in the back with a knife, but he could still hold on. He didn't even turn his head to look back, and there was still a chopping knife stuck behind him, yet he spread his legs and desperately ran away.

  "My god, it can't be!" Liu was somewhat stunned, just as he was getting addicted to playing sniper games. He didn't expect that the cheater had actually collapsed.

  It's just a few shots, isn't it? Only killed a few people, and they're already running away. How spineless!

  Liu Buji secretly cursed in his heart! In fact, they were also clear that what they feared was not the sniper rifle, but retribution and punishment.

  This thunderous sound that comes without a shadow and goes without a trace seems to be the retribution for all the evil things they have done at this time!

  "We won! We won!"

  This dramatic scene made the Yincheng County guards who had narrowly escaped death unable to believe their eyes for half a day before they let out cheers.

  "The bandits have been driven away by us!"

  "Those man-eating demons were chased away by us!"

  Among countless cheers, Liu Buji patted his clothes and stood up, swaggering towards the defending troops.

  It was amidst that revelry, with lanterns swaying and moonlight shimmering, that Liu Bu-yi, clad in a Taoist robe with large sleeves fluttering, walked towards them.

  "It's really him, it's Liu Zhenren!"

  As they watched Liu Bu-yi swaggering over, they seemed to have thought of something, but yet were somewhat unwilling to believe it.

  Liu Buji held up his sniper rifle and pointed it at the sky, followed by another thunderous roar.

  This scene fell into the eyes of these mobile phones. It was Liu Buji, the real person, holding a law enforcement instrument, pointing to the sky, and the sky descended with thunder...

  "It's a real person, it's a real person who attracts thunder and lightning, and drives away the Kedah thief..."

  It was unclear who shouted it first, but suddenly all the defending soldiers cheered: "The real one, Liu the real one..."

  Under the stimulation of such a move tonight, that kind of narrow escape, welcoming a brilliant victory, keeping home under such stimulation. Everyone went crazy!

  A wave of fervor, heated to the extreme, surged over, a boiling red light like fire rushed towards Liu Bu-yi.

  The Qingyang Divine Lamp, which had almost consumed all its oil, suddenly lit up frantically.

  A fiery red glow surged into the lamp, causing the Qingyang Divine Lamp to burst out with colorful lanterns, which then transformed into a pure and crystal-clear lamp oil.