Chapter 114

"Run... run!"

the team member's urging,

brought the captain back to his senses for a moment.

"Sorry! Captain!"

"I don't want to die here!"

One of the team members suddenly shouted,

then dashed down the dune like a madman,

the Spider Mercenary Group's captain merely glanced coldly,

and spoke in despair.

"He can't run."

Almost the instant those words left his mouth,

the fleeing team member,

while running, his body suddenly like a kite with a broken string,

flew off at an angle,

twitched a few times,

and never moved again!

On the dune behind,

a figure stood quietly in the night.

Nia reloaded a fresh magazine into the firearm in her hands,

pricked up her ears and listened,

and found that the mercenary group opposite seemed to have gone silent,

asked in some confusion,

"Did the captain wipe them all out?"

The big-bearded man beside her shook his head,

"Look, the captain's still holding his gun."

"There should be a few left."

"They had nine people in total, right?"

"Don't know how many are left now, but I should've taken out every single one."

Speaking of this matter,

two rows of pearly white teeth appeared out of thin air in the night beside the two of them.

It was Black Bro's confident laugh.

"I know how many they've got left!"

"Three left! You believe it or not?"

Big-Beard and Nia looked at Black Bro.

"How do you know?"

Black Bro proudly flashed two rows of gleaming teeth again.

"Hehe!"

"You guys definitely didn't count."

"But I did. The captain only fired six shots in total."

"With the captain's marksmanship — one shot, one kill — the other side has definitely been dropped, six of them."

"So the ones still alive are only the last three."

Looking at Black Bro's earnest, confident grin,

Nia struck back without the slightest mercy,

"Did you forget the time the captain shot through four guys in one bullet in the Middle East?"

Hearing this,

Black Bro scratched his head,

"Ma De! That's true!"

"Forgot about that little incident..."

Too lazy to keep shooting the breeze with the two team members,

Nia simply stood up and pushed forward.

"Stop spacing out."

"Hurry over and find the captain!"

"Don't forget, this is only one mercenary group — there's still another one!"

"I'm worried the captain's going to go settle the score with that other mercenary group."

While speaking,

all three of them dashed out from behind cover.

Zhang Zhe, carefully bringing up the rear,

hadn't caught the rest of what was said,

but he had heard Nia's last words.

He followed along in sync,

GLOSSARY:

【Zhang Zhe, Ma De, Spider Mercenary Group, Nia, Black Bro, Big-Beard】

While unable to help but complain inwardly.

"Isn't crippling one mercenary band enough? Why go find another..."

"Just because of a 900,000 commission, they got someone slaughtered miserably."

"This temper..."

In the center of the battlefield,

Lu Shu had already stopped running,

and the distance between him and the hiding spot of the last three guys from the Spider Mercenary Band,

was less than 400 meters.

Starting from a distance of 1,000 meters,

his first shot,

under the enemy's covering fire,

traveled 600 meters,

and blew up six people.

An average of one head per 100 meters.

The rhythm was just right.

The wind,

quietly blew up the fine sand on the ground,

and in a certain instant,

he raised his hand and fired a shot without warning,

the sniper rifle's bullet,

after piercing through the thin layer of sand atop the dune,

violently tore apart a body.

"1.4 million."

Just after speaking,

he immediately corrected himself.

"Hmm, no."

"900,000."