Chapter 129: Every Bullet Will Not Be Wasted

Outside the mine, Qin Zhan led two thousand men of the Beijiang Army, hiding behind rocks and trees, and was currently engaged in battle with the bandits.

In the air, bullets and arrows flew together!

The fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing when Xiao Moting arrived with his men.

"Qin Zhan, how is the situation?"

Qin Zhan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face streaked with black and gray, and reported while panting.

"Prince, the main force of the enemy's Firearm Squad is here. Their firepower is too intense; we cannot advance."

"Twenty-seven men of the Beijiang Army have been killed in action, and over a hundred are seriously wounded; they have already been sent down the mountain and taken by minivan to the base hospital for emergency care."

"But we have also shot and killed over a dozen bandits."

Xiao Moting's heart sank.

As expected, compared to firearms, the power of bows and arrows was still too weak.

Bang!

A musket bullet shattered the rock blocking the front, sending stone fragments flying.

Xiao Moting immediately dodged, hiding behind a rock.

He picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Archers, continue to fire arrows."

"Xiao Dabao, snipe the enemy musketeers!"

"Received!"

Xiao Dabao quickly led six snipers to find high ground and set up their positions.

He rushed up a hillside, immediately lay flat on the ground, and squinted his eyes to look into the sight.

The distance from the hillside to the mine bunker was about three hundred meters.

The six-fold scope brought the distant scene closer.

In the lens, dozens of bandits were hiding behind a stone wall, kneeling on the ground, bracing their firearms, and firing at the Beijiang Army.

Just moments ago, they had held the advantage in weaponry, keeping the Beijiang Army pinned down.

The bandits were all smiling, chatting idly from time to time, fighting with great ease, a complete contrast to the tense atmosphere on the side of the Beijiang Army.

Some musketeers even pulled wine bottles from their robes after firing a few shots, taking comfortable sips.

A musketeer who looked like a small leader even swaggered out half his body and whistled at the Beijiang Army opposite.

"The weapons of you Daliang people are truly too backward!"

"It is impossible for you to charge up here, so you had better roll back early."

The surrounding musketeers burst into a round of mocking laughter.

No sooner had the words left his mouth!

Pfft!

A bullet blew his head apart, shattering his skull like a watermelon!

Along with the hat on his head, it was also blown away!

The small leader fell down.

The surrounding musketeers were stunned; after coming to their senses, they wailed and shrieked, then immediately grabbed their firearms and searched everywhere for the enemy.

"Keep yelling, aren't you very tough?!"

Xiao Dabao held the sniper rifle and smiled viciously.

This shot was fired by him!

After cursing, he aimed at another musketeer cowering in a corner and firing, locking on with the crosshairs!

This musketeer was very cautious, hiding in the deepest part of the corner while firing at the Beijiang Army.

Every time he fired a shot, he would shrink back into the corner, just like a cunning rat.

It was a pity that his every move was magnified in front of the sniper rifle's six-fold scope.

Xiao Dabao pulled the trigger.

Pfft!

The sniper rifle equipped with a silencer emitted only a low, muffled sound!

Just as the musketeer was about to poke his body out to fire, he was shot in the head, his skull exploding like a watermelon.

His companions all around screamed wildly, scrambling to hide while urgently searching for the enemy.

But how could they possibly find the snipers three hundred meters away with their naked eyes?

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The snipers opened fire one after another!

One shot, one kill!

These seven snipers were all expert marksmen selected from the Beijiang Army, and their marksmanship was extremely precise!

Coupled with the limited supply of bullets, they were even more cautious!

Everyone had studied sniper videos and knew they had to hit the enemy's vital points—the heart, the head, etc. —to kill with a single shot.

Therefore, not a single bullet would be wasted!

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen bandits hiding behind the stone wall were killed.

Every one of them died instantly, either shot in the head or through the heart!

The remaining bandits were terrified and wailed, scrambling to find places to hide while nervously holding their firearms and desperately searching for the enemy.

Xiao Dabao grinned hideously.

"A bunch of rats, let's see where you can hide."

After saying this, he decisively pulled the trigger again.

A bandit had just poked his head out when he was hit by a shot; his Helmet was shattered, and half his skull was blown away!

The bandits behind the stone wall fell into a panic again, shouting in chaos.

They had no idea where the Bullets were coming from and were terrified to death.

Xiao Dabao picked up the Walkie-talkie, looking pleased with himself.

"Brother Qin Zhan, I've sniped seven bandits all by myself, avenging our brothers!"

"Dabao, well done."

"Of course, later on, ask the Prince to reward me with a few more boxes of Ham Sausage."

After Xiao Dabao finished speaking, he leaned back to the scope to take a look and discovered a bandit sneaking out from behind a mountain rock, holding a few grass leaves in front of him, and running toward the Bunker.

The bandit thought he was well-concealed, crawling along the ground toward the Bunker.

"Still trying to escape?"

He spoke hurriedly, "Brother Qin Zhan, I can't talk to you anymore, I've spotted another one."

Having said that, Xiao Dabao put down the Walkie-talkie, immediately grabbed the Sniper Rifle, and locked onto the target!

Pfft!

Another headshot!

Qin Zhan and the Beijiang Army, who had just been suppressed by the bandits, were suddenly invigorated by the support of the Sniper Team.

The Sniper Rifle was in precision-kill mode; although it fired slowly, every shot took down a bandit!

The advantage of the Firearm Squad was immediately suppressed; as soon as any musketeer poked their head out, they were sniped by a shot!

The musketeers, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, all huddled behind the walls, not daring to show their heads again.

The Beijiang Army's morale soared, and they cheered one after another.

"The Sniper Rifles sent by Shennü Daren are simply amazing."

"Who says our weapons are backward? Just one Sniper Rifle has the bandits too scared to show their heads, and we haven't even used our Hand Grenades yet."

"Let's show this bunch of bandits what we're made of; they still dare to mock our Beijiang Army? We have the Goddess backing us!"

"Xiao Dabao, you've finally made something of yourself! You've slaughtered eight bandits all by yourself; at least you're not just good for eating anymore."

The tense atmosphere that had permeated the army relaxed accordingly.

The soldiers teased each other, and expressions of relief finally appeared on their faces.

The Sniper Team joined the battle and wiped out over fifty bandits in one go.

The remaining bandits all hid inside the Bunker, not daring to show their heads, and only fired outward through the small holes in the Bunker.

With the bandits in hiding, the Sniper Team could not hit them.

Xiao Dabao dragged his gun and ran down from the hillside.

"Prince, now that they've hidden themselves, we can't hit them."

Xiao Moting narrowed his eyes.

The Bunker was located on high ground and was built of stone, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Behind it was the mine, where over four hundred miners were still being held.

Only by taking the Bunker could they capture the mine and rescue the miners.

Qin Zhan had already led his troops and finished firing a round of arrows.

"Prince, we can't push up!"

Xiao Moting gave the order decisively.

"Cease fire for now! The enemy's firepower is too strong; if we launch a frontal assault, many of the Beijiang Army will die."

The Beijiang Army had already suffered over a hundred casualties and could not afford any more deaths or injuries.

Furthermore, there were only a dozen or so Bullets left for the Sniper Rifles.