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With the map in hand, Milin and his party fought all the way from the trench area to the battlefield in Tromsø, and soon found the attacker's position in the city center square according to the plan.

As expected, the intensity of the fighting in the city center was not high, with both sides hiding in buildings that were no different from ruins and firing cold shots.

Perhaps there was something wrong with the direction in which Milin and his party appeared. For a period of time, Milin and his party were subjected to cold shots from both sides at the same time.

However, when it comes to cold shots, Team Rainbow is not only at the level of the strongest kings, it is almost at the level of a brilliant diamond.

Coupled with Milin's almost prescient path-finding talent, the group quickly found the vicinity of the attacker's frontline headquarters.

Relying on Milin's Force bewitchment and the fact that Milin and his party did not look like those *** lunatics, the identities of Milin and his party were soon accepted by the attackers.

But this is not because the offensive commander is a careless person, but because the offensive commander is already lying on the ground, and he is the third commander in one day.

After seeing Milin and his party, the commander who temporarily became the commander of the front asked in a tone of hope that he would finally get what you have been waiting for:

"Are you the ones sent here to deal with that sniper?"

"Sniper?" Everyone in the Rainbow Team was stunned for a moment, and then heard Milin reminding: "Be careful, lie down."

Everyone climbed down almost subconsciously, but the front commander who was just a step late had half of his head ripped off.

The Rainbow Team, who immediately rolled aside after lying on the ground, looked at each other in confusion.

You must know that this temporary headquarters is in a relatively complete building, and for concealment...perhaps to guard against the opponent's snipers, most of the windows are covered with wooden boards, leaving only a few gaps to ensure indoor security. light.

The fourth commander was also in a place where he would never be observed by outside eyes, but he still had his head ripped off.

"Interesting..." Although he reminded others to lie down, he did not lie down himself, nor did he look at a hole in the board like the Rainbow Team operators hiding in the corner.

Has the other party turned on the clairvoyance function?

After the fifth commander took Milin and his party into the basement in panic, he said in a trembling tone:

"It's him, it's him, the White Death!"

"White Death? Simon Haye?" Milin said to the lieutenant who was obviously frightened.

Four commanders were killed in one day, and he became the fifth commander. It was normal to be frightened.

Especially as a commander, he can't stay in this basement all the time.

"Simon Haye? Why is he here?" Chariot asked with some confusion.

"Everyone is normal here." Ashes, who didn't expect to be in the safest area, said with a headache when he encountered such a god of death.

She doesn't want to face the sniper king in history on such a battlefield. No Rainbow Team operator would be willing to do it...Gazi, oh no, Graz may be interested, but he is not here.

"I'll take care of it," Mirin said, taking out his gold-plated and carved Winchester.

Milin's words immediately aroused opposition from several Rainbow Team operators.

"That's not an easy guy to deal with." Chariot warned angrily.

"The best way to deal with snipers is to call for fire coverage." Shuanghua, who has always regarded himself as a hunter, also does not want to face the legendary sniper.

"No need, I'm quite confident in my marksmanship." Milin loaded some ordinary bullets into the weapon in his hand and said, "After all, my marksmanship was learned from Mr. Alan Quarterman."

"..." After hearing what Milin said, Hui Jin subconsciously glanced at the weapon in Milin's hand. Well, it was indeed the favorite weapon of the great adventurer Quatman.

However, using this lever rifle to snipe against Simon Haye still sounds uneasy. Although the opponent's weapon is only a Mosin Nagant, it can be used as a sniper rifle.

"Don't worry, in terms of sniper skills, I haven't beaten anyone yet." Milin continued with a confident smile: "You guys wait here, if you can, warm me a pot of vodka, I'll be there as soon as I can .”

With that said, he stood up and left the hiding place in the basement.

The Rainbow Team, who had no idea where the doctor's confidence came from, looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to stop Milin but didn't know how.

After all, without being able to call for artillery support, facing a sniper like the White Death, they would just give up.

Just when the Rainbow Team operators were debating whether to wait for news from Milin or do something to assist Milin, W, who was wrapped in a cloak to cover the pair of red devil horns on his head, was very simple. He stood up and walked out of the basement.

"What are you doing here?" Milin, who was lying in the ruins with his eyes closed as if listening to something, asked W who touched his side.

"Don't you need an observer?" W said after making sure there was no one around, lifting his hood.

"...I thought you were going to be a blaster." Milin said with a smile.

"Despite what you think, I also want to see what the snipers in this world are capable of." W, who was lying next to Milin, said carefully looking at the ruins around him.

"The doorway is...you'd better roll to the left now." Milin, who was motionless, suddenly said.

"?" Before W's head could react, W's body had already obeyed the order and rolled to the side, and he saw that the place where he had just been lying was broken into pieces.

There was no movement after that. Milin, who was like a corpse, neither took aim nor opened his eyes, he just raised the lever rifle in his hand and shot outside.

"Tsk...awesome." Milin, who fired a shot, opened his eyes and glanced at the direction of the shot.

"Did you hit it?" W asked quickly.

"No, but he broke his gun." Milin said as he got up from the ground and ducked out.

If the white god of death hadn't immediately thrown away the weapon in his hand, Milin would have been able to go back now.

"??" W, who had no idea how Milin aimed or how he knew the result, suddenly felt useless.

There's no need to worry about this guy at all.

"What are you doing standing still? Follow me quickly." Milin, who had already walked to the other side of the street, turned around and shouted.

He quickly got up from the ground and followed W. As soon as he reached Milin, he noticed a wisp of white snowflakes falling next to him.

"Is it snowing?" Looking at the heavy snow falling instantly, W suddenly remembered the scene when he was a mercenary.

If he hadn't joined the Tower of Babel, he might have died anonymously in a battlefield like this like most of the Sakaz people.

"To be precise, it's the second stage of BOSS." Milin raised his hand to twist a snowflake and watched it melt in the palm of his hand.

"Second stage?" As an operator from Rhode Island, W knew what Milin meant by the second stage.

In just a few minutes, the overwhelming snow turned the entire city into a blanket of snow, and the sporadic gunshots that had been the background sound disappeared.

There was only silence.

"Since he is the White God of Death, the ice and snow is his home field." Milin said with a smile.