Chapter 177: Turns Out He’s A Demolitionist
As far as he knew, Wolf Fang’s armory did not have any sniper rifle that could fire 5.8mm bullets.
“Isn’t the guy opposite Gale’s sniper?”
Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise Chang Ning would be so embarrassed he could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Turns out he had been nervously on edge for nothing, being extra cautious all the way.
“You little punk, just you wait!”
Now there was only one way to save face, and that was to swiftly eliminate the Gale teammate opposite him in line with thunderous momentum and devastating force.
Furious, Chang Ning held his gun and trotted toward the factory building. Through the bullet marks on the wall, he had roughly determined the opponent’s position.
Just now, the opponent hadn’t shot at him, and Chang Ning figured that guy must have seen the first shot miss him and decisively shifted position.
Although the two hadn’t met face-to-face yet, they had already exchanged two moves across the distance.
For now, neither had gained the upper hand over the other.
However, Chang Ning wasn’t without gains; at least he had pretty much figured out his opponent’s personality.
If the opponent had decisively fired when spotting him the first time, given the situation back then, Chang Ning felt the probability of him dodging would have been less than 40%.
No matter the combat mode, the one who strikes first holds a huge advantage, which is why so many people pursue “first strike.”
If there were no benefits, why would people choose to do it?
This all comes from experience!
Putting himself in the opponent’s shoes, Chang Ning thought that if it were him, he would definitely shoot.
But in a situation where he clearly held a massive advantage, the opponent chose to retreat, and even deliberately left footprints behind.
This showed it was a highly arrogant person.
Generally, arrogant people are either undefeated and truly have the capital for it, or they lack a deep understanding of themselves and don’t know their own weight. In short: wildly overconfident.
Considering the opponent was an elite selected through selection, Chang Ning cautiously classified him as someone with real skills for the time being.
When he followed the footprints to the factory area, he instantly felt his previous guess was correct.
The guy really had skills; the spot chosen was brilliant.
The factory area had been specially modified by Gao Zhong Dui and the others, making the environment more complex and variable. A slight mistake could lead to injury, so it was very suitable for combat.
Later, if that quick-reaction shot from the opponent hadn’t missed, Chang Ning might have really thought he encountered Gale’s sniper.
Through a series of analysis, Chang Ning reached a conclusion: the opponent wasn’t a sniper, marksmanship only at Wolf Fang’s normal level, not comparable to his own. Finally, that guy was very arrogant.
It’s steady!
As long as it wasn’t a sniper, Chang Ning wouldn’t feel intimidated no matter who he faced.
Though with Chang Ning’s current strength, if he really ran into a sniper who wasn’t top-tier in the field, it would be a fifty-fifty matchup.
Unfortunately, after being abused by the assassin and Vulture, he lacked confidence and felt uneasy facing a sniper.
Following his estimate of the firearm’s bullet firing direction, after entering the factory building, Chang Ning first surveyed the room’s structure and layout to judge that person’s previous position.
When Chang Ning’s gaze turned to the second floor on the left near the window, his pupils contracted slightly.
In his mind, he compared the wall where he had hidden before with the position he had locked onto earlier, realizing that spot was the best shooting position in this factory building to control the entrance.
First, the position on the second floor had a wide field of vision; second, miscellaneous items piled next to the window could perfectly block the opponent.
“From the choice of shooting position, the opponent absolutely deserves the word ‘professional,’ just that the shooting level is subpar.”
After climbing to the second floor, Chang Ning sighed at the opponent’s professionalism while complaining about their poor shooting skills.
“In this position, if it were me, no one could escape.”
Chang Ning had the capital to say this; his cheat bonus was very pervert-level.
Just the fact that he could achieve 100% hits within effective range alone turned Chang Ning into a killing machine on the battlefield.
What could limit him were only the magazine’s capacity and the firearm’s effective range.
If Chang Ning wanted, he could use a Barrett as an assault sniper.
His powerful physique allowed him to withstand the recoil of a big sniper, just not for too long; extended time would make his shoulder red and swollen with soft tissue contusions.
No matter how pervert Chang Ning’s physique was, it was still within mortal limits, flesh and blood that could be injured and die.
“Click~”
At this moment in the factory building, besides Chang Ning, there was no one else, so he could hear every tiny sound.
“Damn!”
Hearing such a familiar sound, Chang Ning’s face changed drastically, looking as ugly as it could get.
That sound was clearly the pin of a landmine being pulled out. Back when receiving training from Gao Zhong Dui, this sound accompanied him every day, along with Gao Zhong Dui’s roar: “Sha Po Lang, mine clearance failed! Due to his stupidity, you all got bombed dead again. Everyone, 100 push-ups.”
No time for more thinking; the moment Chang Ning heard the sound, he immediately jumped down from the second floor.
The movement was so practiced it was heartbreaking; even Chang Ning himself probably didn’t react before his body moved on its own.
This showed he hadn’t been shortchanged on “care” from Gao Zhong Dui during training.
“Boom~”
The landmine explosion let out a loud noise, amplified with some reverb in the empty factory building.
Due to the sudden incident, Chang Ning had no time to prepare and jumped straight down from the second floor without hesitation.
“Thud”
Chang Ning landed safely.
Without rolling to dissipate force, Chang Ning lay on the ground, nearly passing out from not catching his breath.
With one breath, his chest hurt; preliminary judgment was that his organs were shaken with minor damage.
“If my body weren’t so strong, I might have been gone.”
Earlier, while still mid-air, he had glimpsed his previous position, and Chang Ning felt a chill; he was all too familiar with that jumping landmine.
“Anti-infantry bouncing mine!”
This person’s mine laying technique was expert-level, with a delicate grasp of human psychology; very likely Gale’s demolitionist.
Enduring his body’s discomfort, Chang Ning had some guesses about that arrogant opponent’s identity.
Could lay landmines and read people’s psychology to this degree; the opponent might just be Gale’s demolitionist.
Moreover, the kind of demolitionist with excellent professional skills, possibly not inferior to Lao Pao.
“Is demolition your reliance?”
Complex terrain multiplies the combat power boost for a demolitionist skilled in mine laying; no one could say for sure if the next moment he’d be taken out by a mine hidden in a corner.
Facing a demolitionist hiding in the shadows ready to ambush him at any moment, Chang Ning felt no pressure at all.
Did they really think those push-ups punished by Gao Zhong Dui were for nothing? Plus, his teammate Lao Pao was also an expert in demolition.
Mine clearance and mine laying—Chang Ning believed he had learned a thing or two.
To this day, Chang Ning still remembered the overwhelming sense of powerlessness surging toward him when facing the assassin, so he would rather compete with this demolition expert than face a sniper.
