Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Qin Fen ducked to hide behind a corner, holding his gun in both hands. He fired two shots, one after another, and the bullets accurately struck the two enemies between their eyebrows.
Not even a few seconds had passed. The two disciples of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect didn’t know how they suddenly died as they resurrected once more.
Two gunshots rang out, and Qin Fen sent these enemies back to their deaths.
He struck these two people, who had yelled about reinforcements, dead for the third time. Qin Fen knew that according to the rules of sect-annihilation, it would be impossible for them to resurrect for the time being.
He carried the two T96’s of the defeated enemies on his back and picked up their dedicated ammunition from the ground. Qin Fen walked out from the base of the sect. There wasn’t much value and meaning in keeping watch over corpses.
The sound of gunfire was utterly dense in the location of Dragon Hall. Seven hundred people was an enormous number compared to seventy people, so the difference Qin Fen made to the battle situation was not much at all.
With a slight jog the entire way, Qin Fen appeared in the outer perimeter of the battlefield.
Dragon Hall was just like dumpling filling. It was surrounded by a joint team of seven hundred people. Bullets rained down in wild torrents towards Dragon Hall, as if money was of no concern for the opponents of Dragon Hall.
Qin Fen found himself a location to hide. He turned off the safety of his AK-74 and aimed at the snipers of the seven hundred people in quite the leisurely manner.
Bam… bam… bam… bam… bam…
The dense and fierce firepower of Dragon Hall’s enemies created enormous noises in the surrounding area, completely suppressing the sound of gunfire of the AK-74 in Qin Fen’s hands.
He didn’t need to fear the consequences of making gunfire at all. These enemies, who had their backs toward Qin Fen, were merely unmoving and fixed targets for Qin Fen.
Bam… bam… bam…
Qin Fen was always vigilant toward his surroundings. He was prepared to be discovered and for the enemy to surround and counterattack him. He continued to shoot one shot after another, wiping his opponents in a high-efficiency manner.
It didn’t take long at all for the snipers, in circumstances they were completely oblivious to, to die three times in a row and thus be completely ejected from the battle.
“Two hundred and seventy bullets. Two hundred and seventy foes.” Qin Fen switched to a new magazine. “What’s wrong? Finally discovered that something is wrong? Finally started looking for me?”
A large number of deaths had suddenly occurred in a short period of time, finally catching the attention of the side laying siege to Dragon Hall.
Li Mo hid behind a solid bunker. His triangular eyes flickered with a vile glow. “Dragon Hall never had strong combat power in the first place. Can it be that they all became first-class godly sharpshooters in a short period of time? No way.”
It didn’t take long for Qin Fen to fire sixty more rounds, causing sixty people of the siege to fall to the ground.
Li Mo no longer paid attention to the battlefield. He endlessly scanned the surroundings behind him. “The attacks should be coming from behind us.”
The people who realized this point weren’t just limited to Li Mo himself. Quite a few people could feel that the number of comrades by their side was decreasing at an alarming rate. A seed of terror was quietly sown itself into each person’s hearts.
Qin Fen finished changing to a fresh magazine once more. He held his gun in a casual manner. Shooting in this battle was much easier than finding, searching, and killing the terrorist among a hundred thousand people in the stadium a day or so ago.
Everyone here was an enemy. There was no need to go through the trouble of searching for a needle in the haystack at all. The only requirement was the strike each enemy in the back of the head.
Thirty bullets were fired, and the word known as panic spread among the besieging crowd.
Everyone noticed that too many of their comrades beside them had fallen in a short time frame.
The besieging crowd finally stopped firing. Several hundred eyes looked all around, searching for the viper that launched fatal attacks while hidden in the darkness.
Bang!
Gunfire rang out, but this time it came from within Dragon Hall. A member of the besieging crowd had his skull explode.
A high caliber sniper rifle!
Qin Fen looked at the fallen corpse with its destroyed skull. He saw Du Peng shoot this shot very calmly, reveal a faint and cold smile, and gently blew a breath against the muzzle of his gun.
Qin Fen changed his magazine to a fresh one once more and observed the surrounding terrain. If there wasn’t any overly freakish equipment on this long street, it was indeed quite suited for street fighting.
Bam bam…
The gunfire of the AK-74 rang out twice more. As two people fell to the ground with the gunshots, Qin Fen leaped up in a wild dash toward the alley between the sect courtyards.
The ambushed crowd finally found their ambusher at this very moment. Li Mo waved his gun in his hands and yelled loudly, “Kill him!”
A martial artist with quick reactions raised a Type 95 Semiautomatic Rifle and threw himself at lightning speed toward Qin Fen’s location.
At the same time, the large-caliber sniper rifle sounded once more from within Dragon Hall’s courtyard.
The skillful and strong martial artist had a hole the size of a man’s head appear in his chest. He fell heavily to the ground from the air.
The group of people had been all eager to pounce on and attack Qin Fen, but their bodies now clearly showed the intention to hide behind the bunker. Though the firing speed of the sniper behind them was slow, this marksmanship was completely up to the mark of an expert.
The instant everyone hesitated, the AK-74 in the alley revealed its pitch-black muzzle. A tongue of flame jumped too and fro as if alive.
With the leaping tongue of flame, several people enjoyed the thrill of being shot between the eyebrows.
Two guns shocked the team of over six hundred people.
The besiegers could feel their scalp go numb in waves. What sort of marksmanship was this? Where in the world did these two sharpshooters come from? Were they first-class marksmen from the military?
Quite a few of the besiegers were former military. They had used guns before. They knew full well how difficult a matter it was to use a gun to land a shot on a martial artist moving at high speeds.
But when these two shots were fired, it was done in a manner more easily and more cheerfully than hitting a fixed target.
In an instant, hundreds of bullets poured into the wall where Qin Fen hid in the alley. Crushed stone and bullets were set off in a tide of frenzy into the air.
Qin Fen retreated back inside the alley for the time being. The concentrated firepower quickly pierced through the wall where he was previously located.
“Move! Use suppressive fire! Charge up and kill him!” Li Mo fiercely roared, “Use firepower to suppress Dragon Hall! Don’t let them have the chance to provide support to the guy in the alley!”
Hundreds of guns opened fire at the same time, causing countless bullets to pour toward Qin Fen and Du Peng.
Qin Fen drew in a deep breath. It had already been more than a few days since he started following Gun King as his disciple. Aside from the last mission where he used live ammunition in battle, he never truly experienced a battle such as this. To be able to battle with these people here… this could be considered a type of training for the recruit tournament in the future.
Qin Fen quickly warmed up his muscles. He raised his legs and treaded on the wall. He used the rebounding force to push himself up. He then extended a hand to grab the top of the wall and flipped his body over to land into the neighboring courtyard.
“He’s running! Running away! Quickly chase after him!”
Hearing Li Mo’s yell out those words made Qin Fen’s lips curved into a grin. A few arrow steps allowed him to dash to a different side of the courtyard. He used the special warfare techniques that Gale Riley had taught him, and he easily flipped over the courtyard wall once more. At the same time, he turned his gun around and eliminated two more people on the street.
“All of you come. All of you come to me.” Qin Fen listened to the bullets whistle over his head. his lips muttered endlessly with words. “All of you, leave your positions and enter my battlefield. Let me use your own bullets to eliminate you.”
The squad of twenty or so people carried different models of semiautomatic weapons. They pulled their triggers over and over, forcefully suppressing Qin Fen’s location in the small alley, and they moved bit by bit forward.
Bullets smashed into stone, causing stone fragments to fly wildly through the air. The twenty or so commando units had their eyes blossom with the glow of excitement. It was a great life accomplishment to be able to kill such a first-class marksman, after all.
Bullet casings fell down like rain, ejecting from the rifles with the shooters lacking any concern for the costs.
Qin Fen switched to a brand new ammunition cartridge. He carefully adjusted and calmed his mental state, as he gently stroked the AK-74 in his hands.
Three consecutive shots granted three consecutive kills. Such a thing was a very natural occurrence for a disciple of Gun King, but to use a spraying method to instantaneously kill twenty foes in a single breath was still something extremely difficult to do.
It must be known that the twenty or so gunmen were martial artists. They possessed reaction times much greater than that of normal people. They were certainly not the same as fixed targets that wouldn’t move.
Li Mo stared at the alley as he hid behind a bunker. He fully understood that the man in the alley was Qin Fen. His revenge would be exacted as long as this man was killed! Right now there were twenty or so guns pouring out countless bullets. Killing him was only a matter of time.
The other people besieging Dragon Hall stopped attacking for the time being. Everyone wanted to see a scene of the despicable and shameless ambusher be killed by the chaotic gunfire.
Whoosh!
A shadow suddenly soared up from the alley. Twenty or so gunmen sought to prevent Qin Fen from leaping over the wall and escaping. All firepower was concentrated madly on the shadow in the sky.
“We killed him—” Li Mo roared half a sentence with excitement before his complexion suddenly and greatly changed.
What he saw soar in the air was not the vile Thirty-Six Hours at all, but rather a T96 semiautomatic rifle wrapped by Thirty-Six Hours’ clothes.
Damn it…
The same thought flashed in the minds of the twenty or so people. In the instant the muzzles of their guns were adjusting positions, another shadow, several times faster than a leopard, came leaping out from the alley.
“Give it your all!”
The leader of the twenty or so people immediately roared. The other people strove to bring the tips of their guns down. They didn’t believe that their force of twenty or so people could be completely defeated in an instant, without even the chance to fight back.
Tongues of flame streaked arcs through the air, and the twenty or so streams of gunfire miraculously struck the enemy before the shadow could open fire.
“Okay—”
Before Li Mo could finish his sentence, another shadow soared up from the alley!
It was only at this moment that the people who opened fire realized something. The second shadow they had struck wasn’t Thirty-Six Hours as well!
The twenty or so people had been tense, but they completely relaxed mentally the instant their bullets struck the second shadow. It was impossible for them to raise their guns and fire again.
The final shadow to soar up finally opened fire. The muzzle of the gun swept through the air ever so casually, and twenty or so bullets screamed through the air toward the gunmen’s foreheads.
Li Mo closed his eyes in despair. The gunmen were in relaxed mental states, and their bodies were relaxed as well. It was impossible for them to avoid the ambusher’s bullets. He could only pray about one thing—the fact that there were far too many enemies for Thirty-Six Hours to lock onto all of them in an instant.
Things didn’t go as Li Mo prayed. Despair rose in the hearts of those in the battle situation. The instant the barrel of Qin Fen’s gun swept over them, their martial artist bodies could feel that they had been locked on!
