It was an old-fas.h.i.+oned building that didn't look like a residential building. It was a bit like a western church with a pointed roof. However, there was no sign of a cross. It was unknown if it collapsed or if the building was just similar in appearance. After a simple modification, it became a bunker reinforced by mixed mud. The only way to get out was through a large iron gate in the middle. This turtle sh.e.l.l like structure was the main reason why the people inside the building had been able to stay inside for so long.

This was the advice of the tanks, who had served in the army before, although they had been mixed up in the slave areas for decades, their sense of security had never changed, and the lions had supported this approach. There were sentries in all four directions in Times Square, each with 50 people, or at least 20, and they were mainly vigilant.

The appearance of the sand bandits was very easy to recognize. First, it was the hair, because there was no hair cut all year round, the hair had grown on the shoulders, it was messy, sticky, and muddy. When mixed together, it gave people a feeling that they had to walk a little further. This was a common feature of all slaves, but after the sudden rise of Times Square, this changed.

Times Square was filled with water pipes from the residential district. Of course, this was only for daily use, not drinking water. However, it was enough to change the dirty, messy and poor image of Times Square.

This kind of person viewed life as child's play!

Suddenly, Liu Wei'an saw a trace of happiness on the face of the sand bandit. It was an emotion caused by seeing prey. He closed his left eye, slightly raised the barrel of the gun, and was about to pull the trigger when a sharp force hit his head.

Puff!

The bandit's head exploded as his body fell onto the sand two meters away. His fingers unconsciously twitched twice and he became motionless. His remaining consciousness could not form in time and he died in a blank s.p.a.ce.

Both of them heard the noise and turned their heads at the same time. Their eyes widened as they saw the scene before them. Their mouths opened but no sound came out. Their heads almost exploded at the same time.

A few unpleasant sounds rang out, and the sand thief's reaction speed was astonis.h.i.+ngly fast. Immediately, dozens of sand thieves approached this direction, and regardless of whether there was anyone there or not, a bullet swept over first.

Bang!

Inside the sandbandit, the tallest man fell from the sky and a bowl-sized b.l.o.o.d.y hole appeared on his chest. This sandbandit should be of quite a high status, he must have eaten well, he must have had enough nourishment, and he did not die immediately, releasing a wolf's howl, his fingers tightly gripped the trigger of the submachine gun, and the bullets shot up into the sky for about seven or eight seconds before stopping.

Liu Wei An laid flat on the ground, trying his best to stick close to the ground. Bullets whizzed past his back, and several of them grazed his skin. The heat from the friction almost burnt his skin.

Clang!

A bullet struck the handle of the sniper rifle and a fiery light shot out. The bullet shot past the middle of Liu Wei An's forehead and almost hit his eye. Liu Wei An was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

In less than three seconds, he had been feeling it for a century.

Intense gunfire rang out from all directions, and the bullets fired quickly became spa.r.s.e. It was the tank, which led the soldiers to launch a counterattack. Liu Wei An calculated the trajectory of the bullet and rushed out of the pit when the bullet left his body. He rolled on the ground for 5 meters in a split-second like a gecko and landed behind a small hill. Just as he landed, a sniper shot rang out.

In the distance, a machine gun with a muzzle sticking out of its throat was silenced. Liu Wei An let out a heavy breath and quickly poked his head out of the slope. With a stretch, he shrank back and the surrounding scene was reflected into his head. Following that, the sound of a sniper rifle could be heard.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

The Sand Bandits had the lowest firepower, and the tanks were very sensitive to the situation. The moment the enemy's firepower was weakened, he immediately launched a charge, and more than 50 guns fired at the same time, suppressing the Sand Bandits' firepower.

Almost at the same time, Liu Wei An jumped up. He retrieved the ring from his sniper rifle, pulled back his bow, spread his legs and sprinted towards the sand bandit at a speed so fast that it was hard to catch a glimpse of. Within two seconds, he was already over fifty meters away.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The mournful scream had only just sounded halfway when it abruptly stopped, as if someone had pinched the neck. After the scream, there was no more sound. After a few seconds of silence, Tank who was waiting in the distance felt like he was suffocating. He let out a sigh of relief when the sound of a gunshot rang out.

"Charge."

When the warriors behind the tank rushed into the area occupied by the sand pirates, their apprehensive hearts suddenly became shocked. On the ground, dozens of corpses were talking about in disorder. Their faces were filled with disbelief, because the cause of their death was not a heavy machine gun, but an arrow.

The arrows of the cold weapons were simple wooden poles.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a fantasy. The battle for half a day and they still wouldn't have been able to avoid casualties. Within the span of a breath, a cold weapon had solved the problem. Liu Wei An had already left. No one knew where he had gone to.

"You guys go to the fort to support them. The rest of you, follow me." The tank ordered ten men to leave.

The encirclement had a crack in it, and the surrounding area was moving closer to the crack. Without communication tools, the sand pirates' reaction speed was truly admirable to Liu Wei An. However, the pirates obviously did not think of the existence of a sniper among their enemies.

In the distance, those sand bandits with submachine guns had all fallen down one by one. It was as if they were calling out names, and wherever the fire was fierce, people would die. It was just a few hundred meters distance, to Liu Wei An, it was basically like shooting at anything, and the night had no effect on him at all.

Unlike before, where I only risked my life in order to tear open the encirclement as soon as possible, now I can be considered the enemy in the light, in the dark, and the advantage lies in my hands.

Knowing that the grenade had landed right in front of their eyes, the sand bandit finally noticed it. The expression on his face instantly turned into despair, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, he was flipped over by the terrifying shockwave. Countless steel b.a.l.l.s and iron nails shot into his body, cutting off their lives.

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

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