Chapter 6 The First Time (Second Update)

  With a shout of "Begin" from the lieutenant, the boys started to look around vigilantly at everyone nearby and quickly dispersed to the surroundings of the residential area.

  The captain was right. There were more than 40 places where you could enter the house. The house had definitely been hit by heavy weapons, and there were big and small holes everywhere.

  Xu Ming's body squeezed through a hole in the ground, and he quickly scanned the environment of the residence. He was on the first floor, which should be a living room, with many obstacles, including a broken sofa, refrigerator, and physical desk. Near Xu Ming's left hand was a staircase, made of wood, burned out from the middle, barely able to support going up to the second floor.

  As a seasoned gamer, his insight into the environment is unparalleled. The first floor is very suitable for encounter battles, and if you don't mind sacrificing, single-brushing game killing scores are absolutely the best choice.

  But this is not a game, taking advantage of the fact that I came in relatively early, I must forcibly seize the high ground. Most boys will definitely encounter on the first floor, and only after a period of killing, someone will go to the second floor.

  This is a very good opportunity for Xu Ming.

  He quickly flashed to the stairs and hid in the corner of the stairwell.

  Safety first, the stairs are spiral and it takes at least 5 seconds to climb up from the ground floor. In those 5 seconds, a young man can complete a 'shot', although those amateurs may not necessarily hit him, but this risk is not worth taking.

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  As expected, just 2 seconds later, a young man appeared in Xu Ming's line of sight. The boy was probably older than Xu Ming, around 20 years old, with short ash-blonde hair and brown-yellow eyes, wearing simple sportswear. He held an Heckler & Koch SOARK23Mod0 pistol, also known as the MK23 pistol.

  In the era of Xu Ming, this pistol was almost a standard configuration for US special assault troops. In addition to its high shooting speed and stability, its greatest function came from the tactical light and laser sight on top of the pistol.

  Similarly, this handgun still poses the greatest threat to Xu Ming, and that "laser" sight is quite abnormal. Even if someone who doesn't know how to use a gun turns on the "laser" sight, they can still hit the target.

  Replacing the front sight with a laser sight, I really don't know which bastard invented it.

  Entering this living room should temporarily have only the two of them, and that young man also quickly hid under the desk, the purple ultraviolet light of the 'laser' sight occasionally flashing.

  Idiot! Although the 'laser' sight can hit the target accurately, it will also expose its own position. Playing with this as a toy is really asking for death - what a waste of life.

  Xu Ming was also using a real gun for the first time, and the feeling of holding it was completely different from the virtual guns in games. He, who usually prided himself on being calm and composed, was slightly trembling.

  He knew the gunshot would ring out soon. And that young man was obviously a rookie, the distance between him and the rookie was no more than ten meters, if one bullet hit, he had every chance to grab the bullets in the MK23 magazine.

  Damn it! It's too frustrating! If only I had two more bullets, at least I'd have a chance to try.

  Time no longer allowed Xu Ming to hesitate, there were two passages through the living room, one behind him was a room, and from the passage of the room behind him, he could also reach the living room, and the other was a passage opposite, both of which led to this living room.

  There are six large 'holes' on the wall of the living room, which can be crawled in or observed inside. So, the shooting position he chose must bypass these possible places to find him.

  The reason I chose to hide in the stairwell earlier was not only because it's convenient for going upstairs, but also because it's an excellent hiding spot. The stairs just happened to block most of the view from the living room.

  Holding the Desert Eagle, the assassin's right hand trembled as he aimed at the upper part of the bookshelf in the 2 o'clock direction. If there was any noise from that side, that rookie would definitely stick his head out.

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  As expected, in less than 3 seconds, a chaotic noise came from a room next door. Continuous gunfire mixed with cries and screams, as if right beside my ear.

  Even Xu Ming's mind was shaken, his tense nerves almost causing the only bullet he had left to misfire.

  The boy was obviously startled by the voices as well, and he even forgot that he was hiding under the table. He suddenly jumped up, hitting his head on the table, and was immediately dazed. The MK23 in his hand also fell to a place about one meter away from him.

  What a great opportunity!

  Xu Ming's eyes lit up immediately, he carefully looked around the environment, fortunately the gunfire on that side probably scared away those rookies, the corridor and passageway were unusually quiet, no danger within 3 seconds.

  "Slap"

  A crisp sound was drowned out by the chaotic noise, and Xu Ming's Swiss Army knife was unsheathed. Amidst the scramble for food and fighting, Xu Ming knew that his physical strength had increased several times over, but he didn't know to what extent; this was a perfect opportunity to test it out.

  The boy was dazed and rubbing his head, crawling over to pick up the MK23. Xu Ming sprang out of the shadows like a leopard, one hand grabbing the boy's hand that was trying to grab the gun, spinning it around so that the boy's own hand was stuck in his own neck, while the other hand holding the Swiss Army knife swiftly pressed against the boy's neck and gave a heavy slash.

  The boy's desperate hands covered his neck, and blood kept flowing out from the gaps between his fingers. His throat seemed to want to speak, but his vocal cords had been cut off, unable to produce complete language.

  The entire action was just a fantasy in Xu Ming's mind, and then he put it into practice. In that instant, his brain went completely blank, calm to the point of almost driving himself mad.

  He didn't go to see the boy, the sharp blade of the Swiss Army knife had cut off the boy's blood vessels. If he were rescued now, it might still be possible, otherwise he would bleed to death. Unfortunately, being eliminated was also a kind of death, no different from dying now.

  Picking up the MK23, Xu Ming hid in the stairwell again. At this time, he had already regained his senses, and both legs and hands couldn't help but tremble.

  He's killed someone! A person who can't even kill a chicken normally has actually killed someone.

  He couldn't help but look at the boy again, who was still struggling to breathe, clutching his throat with both hands and curling up his body.

  Xu Ming's teeth couldn't help but chatter, his stomach was also constantly churning, he wanted to vomit, wanted to throw up everything in his stomach to feel comfortable.

  But reason told him he had to grit his teeth and bear it, he had no choice, this was a process he had to go through, otherwise the one lying on the ground would be him.

  He trembled as he opened the magazine of the MK23, not bad, there were two bullets.

  He wanted to use the change of bullets, or his own interest in guns, to not think about that bloody scene. But that scene seemed to have started a loop playback, constantly flashing in his mind.

  The boy finally dropped his hands and stood still.

  The entire living room became extremely quiet, with only Xu Ming's own breathing sound audible.

  But at this time, Xu Ming felt much better. He trembled and still replaced the MK23's bullets with those in the Desert Eagle - Assassin's magazine, lightly pulling the bolt back.

  "Sorry, leaving this chaotic world might be a good choice for you too. May your soul rest in peace in heaven." With that silent thought, Xu Ming drew a "ten" character on the dusty floor of the staircase.

  After doing all this, Xu Ming suddenly felt a sense of relief, and his whole body was no longer trembling, returning to its normal state.

  This was a good way to relieve stress, but little did he know that this action of his would pull him back from the brink of madness time and again in his future career as a stormtrooper.

  Many snipers and even assault troops need psychological treatment in long-term wars, otherwise the emotions accumulated over a long period of time will drive them all crazy and eventually die on the battlefield.

  Xu Ming's action has a name in his world, called "Condolence Catharsis Therapy", which is to alleviate the bad emotions in the heart by releasing the psychological comfort of the deceased.

  Xu Ming felt that everything had become easy again, he should be the first to walk out of this mood, but he still observed the surrounding environment with unusual caution, grasped the stairs that were burned off halfway, turned over and climbed up the stairs, and went up to the attic on the second floor.