173: Chapter 173 One Shot, One Kill! Easily Done!

"Prairie Wolves" is the ace unit of the Yang Country Army.

Every member is an elite selected from thousands, specializing in combat within the complex terrain of the Gobi Desert.

To deal with a mere Dragon Country soldier, they were deployed; it is truly like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

"Everyone, check your equipment! Snipers, seize the high ground! The rest of you, form two combat teams, A and B, cover each other, and prepare to assault!"

The Captain issued the orders, everything methodical.

In his view, that Dragon Country soldier was already a turtle in a jar.

The two snipers under his command quickly detached from the team and crept toward two higher rocky hills on the flanks.

Those were the best sniping positions in this area.

However, what they did not know was that the so-called "best sniping positions" in their eyes were, to another pair of eyes, the best "death targets."

...

On a ridge more than five kilometers away from the "Prairie Wolves" squad.

Qin Feng lay on the cold rock like a statue, motionless.

The cold barrel of the K38 seemed to have merged with him.

Through the scope, he could clearly see the two Yang Country snipers sneaking their way up.

On the scope's display, a dazzling stream of data was rapidly scrolling and refreshing.

[Distance: 5127 meters]

[Wind Speed: 3.2 m/s, Northwest Wind]

[Humidity: 18%]

[Coriolis Effect Correction: -0.17 mils]

[Ballistic Prediction... Complete]

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled into a smile like that of the Grim Reaper.

Trying to surround me? No way.

His finger rested lightly on the trigger.

The Yang Country sniper was agile and quickly climbed to the designated sniping point.

He lay on the rock, skillfully set up his sniper rifle, and with everything ready, waited for the enemy to walk right into the trap.

But he searched for a long time without seeing even a ghost.

"Strange..."

He muttered suspiciously and subconsciously adjusted his posture.

Now!

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed.

There was no gunshot.

Only an extremely faint "whoosh" sound, like the air being torn apart.

The Yang Country sniper didn't even feel any pain.

His head, like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer, exploded into a brilliant mist of blood in the night with a "bang."

Red and white sprayed all over the rock.

The other sniper, less than fifty meters away, was terrified out of his wits by this sudden scene.

"There's a sniper! Take cover!" He let out a terrified scream and scrambled to hide behind a rock.

But before his voice died away.

"Whoosh—!"

Another faint sound of tearing air.

The half-meter-thick granite he relied on for cover was instantly pierced through like tofu.

The bullet, its momentum unabated, precisely entered through his forehead and exited through the back of his head.

His body stiffened, and the terrified expression on his face froze forever in that second.

...

"Wolf Lair! Wolf Lair! We are under unknown attack! Snipers 'Eagle Eye' and 'Vulture' are KIA! Repeat, KIA!"

The "Prairie Wolves" Captain's roar echoed in the communication channel, filled with incredible horror.

"What?!" In the rear command center, the General stood up from his chair abruptly.

"How is that possible?! Where is the enemy located?"

"I don't know!" The Captain's voice trembled slightly.

"There was no gunshot! No muzzle flash! We have no idea where the enemy is!"

"Useless!" The General cursed in a rage.

Five kilometers away.

Qin Feng slowly exhaled a breath, the cold crosshairs already locked onto the Captain who was hiding behind an assault vehicle.

"What are you looking at?"

He whispered softly.

"Keep looking, and I'll blow you away with one shot."

"Whoosh!"

The bullet whistled out.

The deadly sound of tearing air rang out again.

The "Prairie Wolves" Captain only felt a chill in his forehead, as if bitten by a cold mosquito.

Immediately, his world plunged into eternal darkness.

He didn't even have time to scream before he was done for.

"Captain! The Captain is dead!"

"Where is the enemy? I didn't see anything!"

"A devil! It's a devil!"

The remaining Yang Country soldiers completely broke down.

An unknown enemy, an unknown direction of attack, companions dying mysteriously one by one beside them...

This oppressive feeling of death was enough to destroy the will of any elite unit.

They were like a swarm of headless flies, firing randomly, shivering behind their vehicles, not daring to show their heads again.

In the rear command center, there was dead silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the screen, at the life signals vanishing one by one, a chill rising from the soles of their feet straight to their scalps.

"Report! Report! My... my rocket missed!"

That voice on the prairie, full of ghost-seeing terror, echoed in the General's mind again.

Witchcraft!

This Dragon Country soldier really knew witchcraft!

Other than this explanation, he couldn't think of any other reasonable reason.

"Boom—!"

A loud noise pulled him back to reality from his shock.

On the screen, the fuel tank of an all-terrain assault vehicle was precisely detonated, turning into a huge fireball, instantly swallowing the two soldiers nearby.

It was Qin Feng.

He had started roll call.

Under the muzzle of the K38, those so-called "steel bones" were as fragile as paper.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Every time the faint sound of tearing air rang out, it would inevitably take one or several lives.

This was no longer a battle.

This was a one-sided, cold-blooded massacre.

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

The wails of soldiers rang out in the communication channel.

However, it was already too late.

When the last Yang Country soldier had his engine blown up by Qin Feng with one shot, flipping the vehicle and himself down the sand dune, the whole world finally returned to silence.

Qin Feng slowly stood up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, his face calm and unruffled.

As if he had just casually crushed a few annoying ants.

He checked the remaining energy of the K38; 85% remained.

Enough.

[Ding! Successfully annihilated the elite Yang Country "Prairie Wolves" Army squad, gained fixed military merit +1500 points!]

[Ding! Killed enemy Captain x1, gained fixed military merit +300 points!]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Rank: Second-Class Sergeant (10100/20000)]

[military merit: 335 points]

Qin Feng looked at the skyrocketing military merit and nodded with satisfaction.

He turned around and returned to the cave.

Lanna was hugging her knees, curled up in a corner, extremely anxious.

She was worried about the injuries on the Chef, and even more afraid that he would never return.

When Qin Feng's figure appeared at the cave entrance, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it over?" She asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, cleaned up some trash."

Qin Feng sat by the fire, picked up a piece of charred yellow jerky, and ate it slowly.

His calm and indifferent appearance made it seem as if he had just gone out for a walk.

Lanna looked at him, opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but in the end, she didn't ask anything.

She just silently handed him the water bottle.

...

Yang Country Central Theater, underground command center.

"Clap!"

Another loud noise.

This time, it was a cup that was shattered.

The Commander's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving violently; he looked extremely angry.

The entire army was wiped out!

Even the ace "Prairie Wolves" Army elite squad had been slaughtered by the opponent in less than ten minutes!

And they hadn't even touched a single hair of the enemy!

Who could they reason with about this?

He even started to doubt himself; was the Yang Country military really that vulnerable?

"General... should we... should we still pursue?" A staff officer asked in a low voice, biting the bullet.

"Pursue?" The General turned his head abruptly, his eyes looking as if they wanted to eat someone. "Of course we pursue!"

"He killed so many of our men; this matter cannot be let go."

"Pass on my order, call Yaro back."

The staff officer beside him looked shocked.

"General, Yaro is our Ace Sniper, she is still training in Bear Country..."

Before he could finish, the Commander flew into a rage.

"Call her back! Now! Immediately, right now! I must have this Dragon Country kid dead within three days!"

"Yes!"

The staff officer received the order and went down.