Chapter 113

"In this dust, that guy probably can't see me..."

The team member felt somewhat relieved,

thinking this dust should have blocked that guy's line of sight.

It was essentially saving his life.

While feeling relieved,

he also couldn't forget to shout urgently.

"Hurry up!"

"If you don't come soon, I'll bleed out!"

A frantic response came from the dust,

"Stop fucking rushing me."

"With this much smoke and dust, who the hell knows where you are!"

Hearing the response,

the injured team member took a deep breath,

forcing himself to endure the pain while gathering a bit of air in his lungs,

and shouted loudly,

"Here! I'm at..."

Whoosh!

Bang!

The moment he opened his mouth,

a bullet pierced through the smoke and dust,

instantly drilling into the spot five centimeters below his left temple.

Precisely,

it even perfectly avoided the bulletproof helmet on his head!

In the final instant before losing consciousness,

this member of the Spider Mercenary Group,

still had one last thought floating in his mind,

"Just by hearing the sound..."

"Can you still get a headshot?"

His whole body went limp and collapsed onto the ground,

and blood quickly spread across the sand, staining it bright red!

"Huh? Where's the person??"

"Why did the sound stop?"

"You damn well say something!"

The team member who had just reached the vicinity,

found that the cries for help from before had completely gone silent.

After finally waiting for the dust to slowly clear,

they discovered,

that the guy had already turned into a corpse lying on the ground.

Two team members lay there in a daze,

their eyes filled with shock and horror.

Smoke screen

didn't even stop that guy from aiming?

"Captain! Captain!"

"Nick is dead too!!!"

"That guy... damn, he doesn't even need to aim for a sniper shot!"

The shrill and terrified screams of the team members beside him,

made the captain, who was controlling the recoil, shudder violently,

he didn't turn around,

but he could already hear the panicked screams of the other team members nearby.

"Damn! Is this guy even human...."

"Why can't we hit him?"

"Fuck! Nick got taken out too!"

"Looks like he got headshot in the smoke!"

"Damn! We just killed three of his escort targets, does he really have to chase us down like this?"

"Captain! Maybe we should run, save as many as we can!"

In their panic,

some team members had already started thinking about fleeing.

The captain of the Spider Mercenary Group,

buried his body in the sand dune,

his hand gripping the gun,

It was trembling.

So was the voice.

"How... how many are dead?"

"Captain, only four of us are left..."

Hearing the trembling reply from his team members,

the captain glanced over, somewhat dazed.

It turned out,

without realizing it,

including him as the captain,

only four breathing souls remained in the entire Spider Mercenary Band?

Nine people,

five of whom were already lying down.

And that guy on the other side,

how many shots had he fired in total?

His gaze vacant, he thought for a moment,

oh right,

since the firefight began,

that guy had fired exactly five shots.

One shot, one kill.

Five corpses,

just right.

The captain was completely dazed,

unable to understand how this could happen.

Three people from the Batang Kingdom,

only 900,000,

he had just made a joke!

And then that guy had chased him down alone with a gun and slaughtered them miserably?

"Cap... Captain!"

"We shouldn't have provoked that guy!"

"Only four of us are left."