On the battlefield, orders were like mountains; once issued, they had to be executed firmly. Mountain Eagle cowered with his rifle held level with his shoulder, his body slightly tilted as he ran swiftly forward, the rifle's muzzle constantly moving. His eyes, nested in the sniper scope, observed the surroundings, not missing any detail. After Mountain Eagle had advanced about a hundred ters, Luo Zheng and Lan Xue caught up, with Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard spreading out on either side, taking the rear.
The intelligence showed that it would take three days to trek into the ard warlord's territory from the border. Naturally, they wouldn't waste their ti just traveling. With the help of GPS, by nightfall they reached a river. Nearby was a village with wooden houses and curling smoke. They lay hidden on a slope, their backs filled with all kinds of branches for camouflage, which greatly enhanced their stealth.
Luo Zheng calmly observed the situation ahead for a while, then looked at Lan Xue. In a low voice, Lan Xue said, "The villagers are innocent. We can't attack. It could lead to war between the two countries. There's a boat over there. Ghost Hand, you go. Be careful not to expose yourself."
"Wait," Luo Zheng suddenly said in a low voice, pricking up his ears and listening carefully to the sounds around them. Apart from the rustling of the trees in the wind and the occasional bird call, there was nothing else. Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng in surprise but did not ask further, waiting patiently instead.
Soon, the sound of a motor ca from the direction they had been listening to. Everyone looked towards the sound, only to see a speedboat with dense foliage coming downstream. A universal machine gun was mounted on the bow, manned by an alert individual who was watching the surroundings with an indifferent look. The ammunition belt was visible outside, the large bullets radiating a deadly aura. It was a machine gun with a long range, powerful firepower, and the capability for sustained fire.
There seed to be a few more people inside the cabin of the speedboat. The motor of the speedboat sputtered on. Watching this scene, Lan Xue beca alert, and a touch of killing intent crossed her cool expression. She said in a low voice, "Could we have been discovered? Everyone, keep hidden," and then looked at Luo Zheng, gesturing for him to make a decision. To allow Luo Zheng to grow quickly, Lan Xue supported him unselfishly, even if it ant risk to her own authority as team leader diminished among the squad.
"The likelihood of us being discovered is very low. It's probably a coincidence. But this area is outside the neighboring governnt's control and is considered warlord territory. Kill and seize the boat," Luo Zheng said coldly. Anyone holding a gun was not just an ordinary civilian; he felt no psychological burden about killing such a person.
Lan Xue saw that the speedboat was slowly reducing its speed. The river was not wide, with dense shrubbery on both banks and a stable current. As the boat neared, sothing clicked for her, and she said coldly, "Take them out with silenced snipers and end the fight. Snow Leopard, Ghost Hand, charge and seize the boat."
"Understood," everyone responded in unison, no one questioning the order, and they all sprang into action. Luo Zheng and Mountain Eagle quickly attached suppressors to their rifles and locked onto their targets. Lan Xue gave Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard a look and, bending her elbow, pointed her forearm towards the ground, fingers closed tightly, and swung her arm from behind forward, signaling them to advance with a combat gesture. Understanding the signal, the two of them crouched and moved stealthily forward.
Imdiately after, Lan Xue made a tactical hand signal for free engagent to Mountain Eagle and Luo Zheng. Both understood and quickly took aim. Luo Zheng targeted the machine-gunner at the bow of the boat. He concentrated, aid, and the Type 09 sniper rifle's bright scope, comprising an optical system, laser rangefinder, ballistic calculator, scope-rifle connecting chanism, and battery pack, allowed Luo Zheng to quickly determine that the target was about 400 ters away. This range was within the suppressor's effective firing range. After ballistic calculation, Luo Zheng aid at the sniping point and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Swoosh!" The bullet whistled through the air, its firing sound suppressed, and in the void it carved a silent energy shock wave, striking like a venomous snake, instantly penetrating the target's head. The powerful kinetic energy shattered the brain, flipping off a large piece of the skull, with red and white matter splattering like an exploding waterlon.
The sound of the sniper rifle, although not entirely silenced, went largely unnoticed due to everyone's concealnt and the distance, combined with the suddenness of the attack. This shot took down the target gunner without revealing the location. The people inside the boat heard the sound of a body falling and turned around to see, their faces changing drastically. One person rushed out, while the others scrambled to find cover and fire back.
The boat's cabin was semi-open, offering places to hide. The ard militant who rushed out bent down and sprinted forward a few steps. Then, a sniper bullet ca whistling, exploding the man's head and sending his body flying far, nearly falling into the river. This shot was Mountain Eagle's handiwork.
Luo Zheng, having made his kill, didn't rest but quickly searched for another target, aiming at an ard militant peeking half his head out of the cabin. The target's features were magnified through the sniper scope, clearly discernible. The panic-stricken expression in the man's eyes elicited a cold laugh from Luo Zheng who saw that instead of ducking back, the man continued to peer out, intent on getting a clear view of the outside.
The best way to observe without mirrors or other aids was to make it quick, peek out and imdiately pull back to look again from a different spot. Slowly poking one's head out like this was practically asking for death. Luo Zheng saw the man's forehead exposed and was about to see his eyes when he decisively pulled the trigger.
"Swoosh!" The faint sound of the sniper bullet's discharge, yet the bullet, infused with Luo Zheng's scorn, flew silently and directly entered the eye socket of the target, who had just peeked out. A stream of blood jetted out, and before the man could utter a scream, he fell lifeless in the cabin.
Luo Zheng, unable to see the grueso result and uninterested in doing so, remained stoic like a rock, calmly continuing his search for targets. He noticed the militants were hiding motionless under the cabin, making them hard to locate. Just then, the boat rushed forward, about to pass in front of everyone. Suddenly, two figures burst from the riverside bushes, charging like leopards hunting their prey, one leaping high into the air and firing two shots while airborne.
The silent pistol bullets struck precisely in the forehead of an ard person hiding at the cabin entrance, killing him with a single shot. The two figures, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard, landed in the darkness, stood motionless on the deck, their guns firing continuously as they swept the cabin, dressed in camouflage suits, their faces painted black and white, eyes filled with a ruthless killing intent.
After a fierce attack aboard the boat and rapid fire clearing the cabin, the two communicated with safe combat hand signals—one headed to the stern to control the motor while the other cleared the cabin. Soon the boat slowed down and began to turn around. Luo Zheng and the others burst from the hillside cover, using the surrounding bushes for concealnt, quickly reaching the riverbank and leaping onto the boat.
Luo Zheng walked to the cabin and coldly surveyed the five bodies lying there, four with bullets in their foreheads—Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard's doing—and another with the skull opened up, his own sniper kill. Adding the two taken out by long-range gunfire outside, that totaled seven. His sharp gaze shifted towards the stern, and he commanded, "Turn around quickly."
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