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nChapter 857: The Battle (3)

nEditor: Dragon Boat Translation

n“They lost him?!”

nAccording to the bald leader’s rules, he had run a minute earlier than the other party. Logically speaking, they should have caught up by now.

nAfter waiting for another two minutes, there was finally a sparse sound from behind.

n“He’s here…”

nZhao Yu held his breath and focused on the source of the sound.

n“Rustle ~~!”

nA wave of grass was pushed aside, and two people walked out. The moment they saw Zhao Yu, the two of them raised their rifles in ecstasy.

n“Blabber!”

n“Bang!” “Bang!”

nZhao Yu raised his hand and shot twice. In the middle of the two people’s heads, two bloody holes appeared.

n“Uh, uh…”

nThere was a trace of confusion in their eyes. They felt the strength in their bodies being withdrawn, and their consciousness gradually blurred. In the end, they fell to the ground.

n“Blabber ~~!”

nAs the two of them fell to the ground, the other four people behind them immediately shouted.

n“Da da da da da da da~~~!”

nSomeone seemed to have been frightened. He raised his rifle and fired randomly.

nSeeing this, Zhao Yu quickly hid behind a big tree.

nHe looked at the bullet hole beside the tree and felt a lingering fear in his heart.

n“Looks like I can’t just stand around randomly when the other party has a rifle gun. I have to find cover…”

nJust like earlier, if the other side’s random gunfire hit him, then no matter how accurate his marksmanship was, it would be useless.

nZhao Yu had an epiphany: a gunfight isn’t just about marksmanship; it also requires a strong sense of defense and evasion.

n“Ding~!”

nSuddenly, a faint sound reached Zhao Yu’s ears.

n“A grenade?!”

nThe sound instantly made Zhao Yu think of a grenade.

nImmediately, he heard something hit the tree in front of him and then slide down, landing not far from him.

nDamn!

nStartled, Zhao Yu quickly retreated by jumping to the direction of another tree.

n“Boom~~!”

nHe had only retreated four meters when an explosion erupted behind him.

nA wave of heat rushed over him, and then Zhao Yu felt a sharp pain in his back, as if pierced by thousands of needles.

nThe force of the blast caused him to lose his balance and fall forward.

n“I underestimated them…”

nGritting his teeth in pain, Zhao Yu knew his back must be severely injured.

nBut now was not the time to linger. Using the smoke from the explosion as cover, he got on all fours and crawled forward rapidly.

nHe only stopped when he reached a patch of tall grass.

nZhao Yu bit down hard. His condition was terrible; he was losing blood all over. If he stood up and ran, he might faint from blood loss and die.

nHis only option was to eliminate his opponents and end the threat.

nGrabbing a nearby tree branch, Zhao Yu put it in his mouth and bit down.

nThen he flipped onto his back, trying to lie face up.

n“Boom! Boom!”

nThe enemy, unaware of Zhao Yu’s injuries, threw two more grenades before advancing.

nDue to the loss of two teammates earlier, the four remaining thugs were extremely cautious. They spread out as they advanced, keeping low to minimize exposure.

nHidden in the grass, he could only observe the enemy through gaps in the foliage, and the enemy was similarly concealed in the grass.

nAlthough he could hear their movements and see the grass rustling.

nWith a rifle, a blind spray of bullets would have a high chance of hitting them. But with only a handgun and four bullets left, shooting rashly would likely mean death.

nPhew~!

nZhao Yu exhaled gently, trying to calm himself.

nHe knew that in moments like this, impatience was useless. He needed to stay calm and wait for the right opportunity.

n“One…”

n“Two…”

n“Three…”

nZhao Yu turned his head slightly, but he only noticed the movement of the three bushes.

nWhere was the other person?

nHe was a little puzzled. The other party had six people, and he had killed two. Logically speaking, there should be one more.

nCould it be that he had stopped at the same spot to support them?

nZhao Yu was not well-versed in combat tactics, so he didn’t quite understand the enemy’s arrangements and decided not to dwell on them.

nHowever, pain radiated from his back, and waves of dizziness from blood loss repeatedly assaulted him.

nZhao Yu didn’t know when he might lose consciousness. He could only continuously strengthen his willpower in his mind, telling himself not to faint, or death would be certain.

n“Rustle~~!”

nAt this moment, someone had already approached within five or six meters of Zhao Yu.

nThrough the gaps in the foliage, he could see the clothing of the approaching assailant.

nZhao Yu hesitated slightly. In his mind, the optimal strategy was to take out all four enemies at once.

nBut now, the dense foliage of the forest was quite unfriendly to a sharpshooter like him.

nSuddenly.

nThe thug stopped in his tracks and looked at the ground where Zhao Yu had moved before.

nThere was a long trail of blood, left by Zhao Yu as he had moved.

nDamn!

nAs the thug’s gaze moved upward and saw Zhao Yu in the grass, their eyes met.

n“Rat-a-tat-tat-tat…”

n“Bang~!”

nBoth sides fired almost simultaneously.

nThe difference was that Zhao Yu’s shot hit the opponent’s neck, while the thug lost control the moment he pulled the trigger.

nDriven by intense unwillingness, the thug kept his finger on the trigger even in death, emptying his magazine with wild, erratic shots as he fell heavily to the ground.

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