Chapter 111: A Formidable Opponent!

“Whoosh!” As Qin Feng was running, suddenly a sniper bullet whizzed past his body, grazing him. He could even feel the scorching heat generated by the bullet slicing through the air. Had he been even a second slower, he might have been hit—an incredibly perilous moment.

“I finally found you.” Qin Feng realized he had located the sniper. He spotted the hidden position.

“Unexpectedly, it was concealed in a nondescript thicket.” Qin Feng saw the sniper hidden within a patch of bushes that was easily overlooked. If one wasn’t observant, it would be nearly impossible to notice.

“Fortunately, I was paying close attention,” Qin Feng thought to himself. Without his keen observation, he might never have discovered the sniper.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Without hesitation, Qin Feng pulled the trigger. In an instant, three sniper rounds shot out in a spread pattern, heading straight for the sniper.

At that moment, Qin Feng saw the enemy fire a shot in return. He quickly dodged to the side.

Then, focusing his eyes, he spotted a figure dashing swiftly away. Clearly, the enemy sniper had fired and then relocated. The opponent’s combat skills seemed formidable; Qin Feng had barely caught a glimpse through that shot.

“So strong?” Qin Feng realized the sniper was no ordinary marksman. The enemy’s fighting capability was truly impressive. Despite firing three bullets, the sniper had already detected him and moved to another position.

“Now, let’s see who will take down whom.” A gleam of determination sparked in Qin Feng’s eyes as he sprinted forward.

“Whoosh!” In an instant, an enemy sniper bullet flew toward him at an incredible speed.

He hurriedly changed position, dodging the bullet while running an S-shaped evasive pattern. His speed was remarkable. He knew he was risking his life, and that it was extremely dangerous, but he had no better option. He understood that to catch the wolf, one must risk the child; by endangering himself, he could better pinpoint the enemy’s location.

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“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Qin Feng ran through several positions as the enemy relentlessly fired behind him, making the danger all too real.

At that moment, the enemy’s shooting ceased—perhaps to reload.

“Finally found you, hiding in the grass,” Qin Feng said, turning to see the sniper. The opponent was swapping magazines concealed in a patch of grass. Without careful observation—especially the sharp vigilance of someone like Zhang Cheng risking his life—it would have been impossible to detect him.

“Bang, bang, bang!” Qin Feng’s aura exploded like a blade drawn from its sheath. Without hesitation, he aimed at the sniper’s location and fired three bullets in a spread pattern.

Immediately, Qin Feng saw the sniper fire a shot. A bullet zipped toward him, and he quickly ducked behind a tree, narrowly avoiding it. Then, through the scope of his Type 88 sniper rifle, he observed ahead and saw the enemy lying in a pool of blood, crimson and white splattered around. Clearly, the sniper had been taken down.

“I never imagined there was such a formidable sniper.” Qin Feng exhaled deeply. The enemy sniper was terrifying. Had he not found him in time, he might have been the one lying there now.

Approaching the fallen sniper, Qin Feng noticed the weapon—a world-class advanced SVD sniper rifle. Closer inspection revealed a vivid blood skull tattoo on the man’s neck, marking him as part of the Blood Skull Mercenary Corps.

He and the Blood Skull Mercenary Corps were mortal enemies; it was a fight to the death. Every one he encountered, he would eliminate.

He would not let them take him down.

“Brothers, I’ve taken out another Blood Skull mercenary sniper sent to kill you. Rest assured, I will avenge you and wipe out the Blood Skull Mercenary Corps,” Qin Feng vowed silently, feeling no joy. He knew the enemy’s strength was considerable. Though he had eliminated one sniper, the Corps was still out there, with more mercenaries to face. He had to remain cautious to better fight and eventually destroy them.

“I’ll hide here for a while to see if any more Blood Skull mercenaries come,” Qin Feng thought, scanning the surroundings. He decided to wait carefully—if more appeared, he would eliminate them; if none, he would regroup.

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Clutching his Type 88 sniper rifle, Qin Feng concealed himself in an inconspicuous thicket. After over an hour of careful observation without spotting enemies, he concluded the Blood Skull Mercenaries were unlikely to return. Feeling it safe, he decided to rendezvous with his team.

He glanced around and headed deeper into the misty forest.

After more than an hour, Qin Feng found his companions.

Seeing him return safely, they recognized him as a capable rear-guard sniper and regarded him highly. His all-around skills, especially his marksmanship, marked him as an expert.

After careful discussion, they decided to rest at this location overnight and reassess their strategy against the enemy the next day. Outside, over two thousand pursuers were closing in. If they ventured out now, they risked being torn apart alive.

They needed to restore their strength to fight effectively, defeat the enemy, complete their mission, and survive.

They took turns keeping watch—Feiying stood first. Once he was on guard, everyone climbed trees to rest. At night, staying on the ground was too dangerous; the trees offered relative safety.

Qin Feng found a spot, tying himself securely to a tree with thin vines. Holding a dagger in his right hand, ready for any sudden threat, he settled in to rest among the branches.