Chapter 65: The Chaotic Battlefield

  Ran Xue brought back not many things, apart from a few clips and a circular soldier's badge, there was also a purely silver-made wine jug. Unscrewing the lid, a strong aroma of wine wafted out.

  Vodka? Korsak? The remaining wolves unexpectedly looked at the silver wine jug, covered the lid and turned it over, a strange mark was clearly engraved on the bottom of the jug.

  "What kind of person is this corpse?" asked the Lone Wolf in a low voice.

  Ran Xue seemed to have sensed the solemnity in his tone and immediately replied, "Caucasian, probably from Eastern Europe."

  As expected... The old wolf let out a sigh and quietly put away the wine jug. More and more veteran mercenaries are now inclined to cultivate their own reserve forces from a young age, which also means that future battlefields will see more professionally trained killing machines.

  World peace? Where does world peace come from without fighting? The wolf's disdainful cold hum, mourning for the same kind that died under his own gun, and also mourning for himself.

  He picked up his mood, took out a refreshing sugar and put it in his mouth. He let out a cool breath and continued to observe the surroundings with the M24. Han Lang had a faint sense of unease, he would still encounter those killing machines trained by Ge Kosa since childhood. So he didn't dare to relax, as the warlike and unyielding Ge Kosa was not something he could handle in his current state.

  An hour later, Shadow quietly ran back with a fully stuffed backpack.

  "Here!" The shadow handed a roasted goose wrapped in tin foil to the Lone Wolf, who still hadn't left the scope.

  Taking over the roasted goose, Zhan Lang casually tore off a piece of breast meat and stuffed it into his mouth. "Shadow, I have something to say to you."

  "What's going on?"

  "I'm afraid we're in trouble this time," said the lone wolf with a bitter smile as he told the latter about the situation he had just inferred.

  "It's just a bunch of brats, our combat power is enough to handle them, don't worry!" Shadow said with a carefree tone.

  "Those little brats' combat power isn't any better than mine, sigh... they're asking for trouble!"

  "Isn't he weaker than you?!" The shadow was shocked by the words, and he knew how much strength Zhan Lang had. He quickly asked anxiously, "Does Xiao Xue know?"

  Seeing the wolf nod, he finally let out a sigh of relief. "That's good, don't tell her, for the next few days we'll try not to expose ourselves, as long as you recover from your injury, at least we can have the ability to protect ourselves."

  The lone wolf nodded in agreement, then handed the sniper rifle to Shadow and started devouring the roasted goose in his hands, even crushing the bones and swallowing them whole.

  For the next month, the three remaining wolves barely left the hotel, with Shadow bringing in a variety of food every day. The three of them were very leisurely, except for guarding the stairs and the sniping position on the fifth floor. And Wolf's wound was healing rapidly.

  "Bang!" The remaining wolf's left hand punched out with great force, and the bed board beneath him let out a dull thud.

  "How's it going?" asked a shadow beside him, taking a sip of juice.

  "It's fine, the recovery is pretty good." The wounded wolf nodded in satisfaction, although his shoulder blades still ached slightly after each exertion, but it would no longer affect his combat effectiveness.

  "So are we going to the center of the battlefield tonight to practice our skills?" asked Rang Xue excitedly by her side.

  The two exchanged a wry smile, gazing at each other... Ignorance is bliss, indeed...

  But what's meant to come will always come, and the three of them can't stay holed up here forever. That night, they each packed their bags and left this hiding place behind.

  It's been a month since everyone arrived, and it's not like they haven't achieved anything. At least now each person has found their own suitable weapon. Ruan Xue looks gentle and charming, but in the end she still chose the M249 light machine gun that she always carries with her. Ying Zi twitched his mouth corner, wanting to say something but stopping himself, he's much more delicate compared to Ruan Xue. No one knows where he got two Uzi submachine guns from, once he picked them up he wouldn't put them down. Can Lang is indifferent, the AUG and M24 that he always carries on his back have become his main combat weapons.

  On the crisis-ridden street, three people stuck to the wall corner and ran quickly in the shadows, with the shadow searching forward. In the middle position, Ruan Xue held a light machine gun in her hand, ready to suppress firepower at any time. Behind her, Can Lang occasionally turned around to investigate and was responsible for cutting off the rear.

  About half an hour later, a crisp and sharp gunshot unique to the AK series rifle pierced through the night sky, followed by intermittent gunfire not far ahead.

  The three of them immediately stopped advancing and hid in the shadows as soon as they heard the first gunshot.

  "What's going on?" A faint voice came from the headphones.

  "Not clear, it should be an encounter battle, want to join in?" The shadow asked with a tone of schadenfreude.

  "That residential building in the direction of ten o'clock is not bad." Ruan Xue directly found a firepower point for everyone.

  *rolls eyes* It's already been decided, why ask me again. "If you've encountered it, don't let it slip away." The lone wolf said helplessly.

  No more nonsense, the three of them quickly flashed through the streets and entered the residential building pointed by Ransnow.

  After opening the thermal imaging scan to confirm safety, the lone wolf threw his own AUG to Shadow and ran up to the top floor alone with the M24 sniper rifle. This position is indeed not bad, although the height is only 8 floors, the view can cover the entire battlefield.

  Two tables were casually put together far away from the window, and the wolf opened two tripods and lay on them.

  As soon as the dust cover of the scope was opened, the residual wolf was startled by the situation on the battlefield. This is an unprecedented big battle. The side with more people has at least 50 people, and their uniform dress indicates that they are the garrison here. The side with fewer people also has about 30 people, although there are not many people, but it is very clear that each person has rich combat experience, and both sides are in a stalemate across a street.

  The lone wolf coldly pulled the bolt, a yellowish-orange bullet was pushed into the chamber. As if worried that the muzzle flash would expose his position, the lone wolf casually grabbed a piece of tattered cloth and draped it over the large silencer.

  The Lone Wolf's position was roughly at the center of the battlefield, so he could freely shoot and kill both sides. The Lone Wolf didn't rush to open fire, scanning the side with fewer people through his scope to carefully find a child soldier who looked younger than the others. As expected, he found one, and that guy was crouching in the corner, occasionally firing cold shots. The Lone Wolf sneered, gradually increasing the force of his right middle finger, his shoulder slightly shaking, and a bullet accurately hit the child soldier's temple, shattering his skull and splashing brain matter backwards, startling everyone. They soon realized the other side had a sniper and each began to find cover.

  With his right hand pulling the bolt, the shell had just jumped out and was caught by Lang Hu's agile fingers and stuffed into his pocket. The muzzle turned again and aimed at the defender's camp. After a search, Lang Hu finally found an anomaly in a building with a sign that read "Office Building". He adjusted the magnification to maximum, and a rifle barrel was faintly visible on the windowsill.

  The lone wolf aimed at the gun barrel and pulled the trigger decisively, although the bullet didn't hit the gun barrel but still splashed a string of sparks on the windowsill, the opponent was clearly startled and quickly retreated.

  Rookie! The lone wolf muttered to himself, taking advantage of this opportunity to change the bullet, still aiming at that empty window sill, as if the other party would appear again.

  As expected, just two minutes later, the barrel of the gun actually came out again, not only that, but it even rotated to try to find the remaining wolf's position!

  What a rookie! The lone wolf sneered coldly, waiting for the opponent to turn around for an instant. The M24 in his hand shook again, hitting the target! In the sniper scope, a black shadow fell backwards.

  The table was pulled to change a window, the lone wolf continued to look for valuable targets. It seems that the defending army is too confident and only has one rookie sniper! In fact, this is a misunderstanding of the lone wolf. Another sniper had been killed by the enemy from the very beginning. The crisp sound of the AK rifle was his death knell.

  But the lone wolf didn't care about that, scanning with his scope, a guy wearing combat uniform but with a cigarette tucked behind his ear caught his attention. Is this the commander? How arrogant... The lone wolf said to himself as he put the crosshair on the target's head, 300 meters away, not challenging at all for him. He pulled the trigger, before the recoil had dissipated, the opponent's skull had already exploded, clearly losing the right to continue living.

  As expected, he was a commander. The Lone Wolf smiled slightly, and the defenders fell into chaos because the Lone Wolf had shot and killed this soldier who seemed ordinary. Immediately, a black man holding an M4 habitually waved his hand, and the team members quickly calmed down and began to change positions to find cover.