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The bullet spurted out of the muzzle, leaving behind bent waves of air particles. Small sparks followed through until the fire could no longer catch up with its speed.

It spiraled and followed the trajectory already set. Traveling fast, in the name of freedom, its height dropped little by little under the restraint of gravity. It curved from the wind's gentle caresses and harsh slaps, passing along several buildings on the side.

Getting closer to the target, in its final milliseconds, it was about to hit the intended target.

Just then, an eddy current of air particles, flushed out of nowhere, howled through the alleyway and swung the original trajectory off course.

The slight deviation caused the bullet to shatter the glass of the window it was supposed to hit before, and it impacted the skin on the man's ear.

Afterward, the round kicked up dust and debris behind, totally missing his head by an inch.

The man stopped his movement, stunned by the sudden stimulus. His doubt and pain were ignored when he heard exclamations outside.

"They are here! Enemies! We are under attack!"

"What? Who?! Where?!"

…

600 meters away.

Tang Ziyi slammed her fist on the soil. "Damn it! Sudden gust—we never expected…" She didn't even need to speak about the mathematical correction as another strong puff went out.

Pap!

Ling Qingyu noticed her miss and fired a second round, quickly snapping the bolt to chamber another.

Both waited for the result. Despite excellent calculations through software, previously calibrated test shots, and adaptability of veteran knowledge from Tang Ziyi, Ling Qingyu still hit shy of the target.

She didn't make any mistakes, but luck wasn't on her side for a moment. Sudden gusts tend to occur—wind is naturally unpredictable in complex environments: cities, mountainous regions with varying terrain, and unstable weather.

All categories fit in the current Ling Qingyu's surroundings. No wonder an uncalculated gust appeared.

Besides, urban structures like several buildings close together added variables to the original complicated equations. Small, localized gusts can arise, particularly between buildings or around obstacles, affecting the shots—probably also known as the wind tunnel effect.

Hence, except for Ling Qingyu feeling a little hesitant in her second shot even if she adjusted instinctively to make up, Tang Ziyi wasn't too frustrated apart from getting annoyed that the bastard somehow gained a bit of luck.

But that was only once, not twice.

…

The man touched his ear lightly, feeling warmth and wetness. His focus shifted away from the woman underneath him. A second later, realization hit him, and his face paled with horror.

Though his profession as a mercenary honed numerous experiences that allowed him to understand what happened, everything was too late. His enemy didn't give him the slightest chance and caught him by surprise.

The other man in the room shrugged at his previous question. "Who knows? Just—"

Whoosh!

A whiplash crackled, and the man who was mounting over the poor woman stiffened and fell backward.

Thud!

Lightning illuminated his face. The entire left eye and nose were ruptured. Blood seeped from behind his head and spread across the floor gradually.

His companion jumped with fright, and his knees buckled from weakness. His fear loosened his control over his limbs, and he slowly knelt as he stammered.

"Du-Dude… Dude… Stop kidding around."

On the other hand, the woman's eyes sparkled like diamonds in the darkness. A flame called hope lit inside her pupils. Apart from the surprise in the first shot, she understood a sniper was targeting her enemies.

…

The muffled report of the suppressed M24 echoed through the rain-soaked night. Ling Qingyu stayed locked in her scope, watching as the mercenary's head jerked violently to the side, a spray of blood misting into the air. His body crumpled instantly, falling lifeless to the side, his legs still on top of the injured woman. Continue your journey with My Virtual Library Empire

"Impact. Clean hit," Tang Ziyi confirmed in a low voice, her eye glued to the spotting scope. "Wind stayed steady; perfect shot. Bear in mind those short bursts of wind around the buildings. Anyway, you already succeeded."

"The woman's still breathing and moving. The man is totally motionless," Ling Qingyu reported what she saw through the thermal vision.

"Target: his companion, a little to the right, just close to the window frame on the right from your perspective. See him?"

"Yeah, tiny portions," Ling Qingyu muttered. With the second round chambered, she adjusted her aim, this time targeting the remaining man who had frozen at the sight of his comrade's sudden demise.

"Send the second one."

Before he could react, Ling Qingyu sent another round downrange.

Pap!

Another clean hit. The man dropped like a stone.

"Two tangos down, our package is safe," Tang Ziyi confirmed, observing everything through her scope and racking her bolt.

She aimed and squeezed the trigger, prompting an eye from Ling Qingyu: "What are you doing?"

Pap! Clack-clack. Another bolt rack and… Pap!

Within a second, she fired two rounds and answered afterward. "Checking our enemy's pulse."

Another dead check and at a long distance too? Ling Qingyu silently complained. She now found the real reason why her subordinates were so obsessed with 'mutilating' enemies' corpses.

Ling Qingyu smiled and returned her eyes to the scope. Splashes kicked up on the two bodies. "Doctor Tang, it seems like they have surpassed the golden hour."

"After all, we can't judge their crimes properly, and we don't have time."

"Yep, like the way these bastards always excuse themselves. Nobody can judge them; only God can. So, it's our job to send them to God."

"Yeah, right… Emm… Two targets running toward our girl from left to right," Tang Ziyi instantly transformed and reported. "We'll both make shots. I'll aim near the door frame; you'll aim slightly half a mil off. Clear?"

"Crystal, love," Ling Qingyu obliged and joked.

Tang Ziyi rolled her eyes and exhaled gradually. Both synced to relax their muscles as Tang Ziyi counted down in a whisper. "On my count… three… two… one… execute."

Pap! Pap!

Two bullets ejected simultaneously. They were aiming at spots where no one stood. When the bullets were about to reach the destination, two figures stepped into the frame.

Ling Qingyu's round sieved through the first man's torso and slammed into the shoulder of the second man.

Tang Ziyi's hit the right lung of the second man. Both men felt sledgehammer strikes and lost their footing as they smacked the wall behind. They were the source of exclamations, warning about an enemy's attack.

They had no idea what just happened except for a dull pain and a searing sensation later. Their eyes captured two dead bodies in the room.

Their pupils constricted, but that was their final emotion. Their vision heightened, and time seemed to slow down. Two projectiles were straight ahead on their way toward their eyes.

Oh, they were now being killed. What the…? Puff! Puff!

Their souls left the material world forever. The bullets hit true. A heartbeat passed, then both men dropped like stones, crumpling against the wall.

"Beautiful, Ziyi. That was f****** outstanding," Ling Qingyu praised without hesitation. The difficulties of their shots looked simple but comprised uncountable variables and instincts.

Particularly when Tang Ziyi only had a fraction of a second to time the two running targets through the narrow vision of windows and immediately simulated the future pictures, then exactly pinpointed their likely locations.

Though the two shots didn't kill the men instantly, Ling Qingyu had no more words to flatter. She really was at a loss for words, in a good sense, this time.

Her partner brought a stunning operation that even altered Ling Qingyu's former sharp tongue, who used to mock and banter funnily. Tang Ziyi solved them easily like eating cake. She really was her goddess of war.

"Good effort!" Tang Ziyi smacked her lips. "But it's also our great luck to score in one shot."

"Of course, I know. I'm not some lame newbie."

"Technically, you're still a rookie without experience," Tang Ziyi was merciless with her remarks.

"Scram," Ling Qingyu cursed.

Tang Ziyi informed Kilo 5 about the woman's whereabouts. "Be advised. Zero is locked onto the package to protect. No assistance will be available at the moment unless necessary. Double time; she's wounded and needs immediate first-aid care."

"Understood, Kilo 5 out."

"You'll guard her at all times while I scope around the vicinity and provide support where needed," Tang Ziyi said.

"Go ahead; any hostiles that dare approach our door will be dead."

"Alright, don't worry, I'm not losing sight of you."

Pap!

Tang Ziyi fired at the target who swept his AK blindly in the hallway, creating an obstacle for the team.

"Appreciate your support, Boss," Kilo 5 radioed her gratitude.

Soon after eliminating some threats along the way, Kilo 5 reached the target. The woman calmed her anxiousness and recalled what just occurred.

The two men who nearly raped her died from the gunshots. Double tap too. However, the first shot missed, signaling the shooter's range likely to exceed 400 meters.

She never regarded the shooter's marksmanship as poor because after the first shot, others managed to hit precisely. There were no misses.

Plus, she counted the time interval between the shots. Each averaged around two or more seconds. Assuming that there was only one shooter, the sniper was likely 600 meters away.

Damn, that was a long-range shot to accurately kill two targets so fast. Hopefully, the sniper didn't designate her as another target.@@novelbin@@

Later on, she also heard gunshots downstairs. Her two comrades should never cause such a mess; she deeply understood their talent. They were nowhere near to even let the gang panic.

Another party was attacking the gang. As for rescuing her, she firmly rejected the possibility. While she waited and listened to the hurried footsteps and voices, she felt desperate.

Two men were coming here; they were warning about the attacks. What to do? She couldn't move. Would the sniper save her?

To her astonishment, two whiplashes ushered in. She saw the two who had merely managed to arrive at the doorstep get hit. Then, another round to finish them off.

No, wasn't there only one sniper? Now there were two? Two instant kills—had the sniper or snipers moved closer?

No, she denied because the interval between shots remained the same, and her eyes widened at her conclusion. So awesome?!

This miraculous operation broadened her mind. How skilled were the snipers to precisely judge and calculate the targets' position and speed? As someone related to the military field, she understood the challenges involved more.

Of course, even though she couldn't see in the darkness, a few lightning flashes and the noises easily allowed her to simulate the event.

Just a disturbance aching her head. Was the sniper saving her? Or did they not see her at all? Her confusion halted when she noticed the commotion nearing her position.

Moments after, she saw the figures entering the room. She wept with joy, listening to the mother tongue and her codename. Motherland didn't abandon her.