209: Chapter 209 Black Scorpion! Now that you're here, none of you are leaving!

The sniper bullet shot straight at the spot where Tuoya had just been standing, kicking up a small spray of sand.

This shot did not come from Qin Feng.

It came from that approaching Yang Country special forces unit in the distance!

They had opened fire.

The target was not Qin Feng, but Tuoya!

At that moment, Tuoya's heart leaped into her throat.

She couldn't believe it, yet she hadn't misseen it.

That shot was indeed aimed at her.

She stood frozen in place, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

All the female prisoners saw this scene, their bodies instantly stiffening, and a bone-chilling cold rushed from the soles of their feet straight to their scalps.

"They… they want to kill us?"

"Our own people, wanting to kill their own?"

This thought left their minds blank.

All previous fantasies about "reinforcements" were ruthlessly shattered at this moment.

It turned out that in the eyes of those big shots, these captured female soldiers were not compatriots in need of rescue, but a disgrace that had to be erased!

Only if they died could the military prestige of Yang Country be preserved.

At this moment, they finally understood.

They had been reduced to sacrificial lambs, dispensable cargo.

Yaro's expression also became incomparably ugly.

She glanced back in Qin Feng's direction, then looked at the disheartened group of female prisoners and shouted in a low voice:

"If you don't want to die, move fast!"

The female prisoners woke up as if from a dream; no longer needing to be urged, they scrambled after Yaro, running desperately toward the direction of the river valley.

The instinct to survive overcame everything.

As for Qin Feng, he had long since disappeared from where he stood.

He did not retreat; instead, he took the initiative to move toward the enemy.

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"Captain, Target Area B (prisoner area) is on the move. One of them seemed to want to issue a warning, but has been suppressed by our fire."

The observer's report came through the headset.

The Commander with the codename "Black Scorpion" was the leader of this elite squad.

He lay behind a sand dune, observing the camp in the distance through night-vision goggles, his brows furrowed.

"Target A (Qin Feng) has disappeared."

"What?" Black Scorpion's heart sank.

"Thermal imaging lost. He must have changed his position. This guy, his vigilance is too high."

"Attention everyone, the target is a top-tier expert. Abandon the live capture plan, fire at will, kill on sight!"

Black Scorpion ordered decisively.

"Team Two and Team Three, flank from both sides and compress his movement space."

"Team One, feint from the front and provide suppressive fire."

"Sniper, locate him and kill him with one shot!"

"Copy that!"

"Copy that!"

Once the order was given, the squad immediately began to operate like a precision war machine.

However, they were facing Qin Feng, the best hunter in Dragon Country.

Just as Black Scorpion finished giving the order and before he could move, a sensation that made his scalp tingle instantly engulfed him.

Without thinking, he performed a roll on the ground.

"Boom!"

A bullet flew past, almost grazing his scalp, and struck a waist-high rock behind him.

Debris, mixed with terrifying kinetic energy, sprayed in all directions.

One of Black Scorpion's team members couldn't dodge in time and was struck in the chest by a fist-sized rock; with a scream, he was sent flying backward, his chest caved in, clearly not going to survive.

Black Scorpion broke out in a cold sweat.

What kind of gun is this?

This power… it's an anti-materiel sniper rifle!

The enemy not only discovered them but even predicted his command position!

"Sniper! Find him! Take him out!" Black Scorpion roared into his throat mic.

"I can't find him! Captain, he moved after firing one shot; I can't lock onto him!"

The voice of their own sniper carried a hint of panic.

How is this possible?

In such an open Gobi Desert, how could a marksman using a heavy sniper rifle vanish instantly after firing?

Of course, Qin Feng would not fire a second shot from the same place.

After a successful hit, he withdrew his K38 and moved quickly.

The enemy's tactical intentions, potential movement routes, the sniper's blind spots… all information was integrated and analyzed in his mind, instantly generating the optimal hunting plan.

He stopped again, knelt on one knee, and aimed his muzzle toward the left flank.

He didn't look, nor did he even use the scope.

Because his "Danger Perception" told him that there were two people there, using a sand ridge as cover, moving at high speed to flank him.

He pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang.

The bullet struck the side of the sand ridge at an unbelievable angle.

The sand was kicked up by the massive force, but the bullet didn't stop; instead, it ricocheted with an irregular trajectory!

"Pfft!"

One of the running team members had his thigh burst into a mist of blood, and he collapsed to the ground, screaming.

His companion was startled and instinctively dove to the ground to seek cover.

But the moment he dove, Qin Feng's second shot arrived.

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshot rang out, and a small spark erupted on the helmet of the team member who had just dove.

He stiffened suddenly, and then there was no more movement.

A perfect follow-up shot.

"Team Three! Team Three, report status!" Black Scorpion's roar echoed in the communication channel.

No response.

A chill rose up Black Scorpion's spine.

In one encounter, without even knowing the enemy's exact location, his squad had lost three men!

What kind of monster is this?

Since when has such a high-level existence existed in the Dragon Country's army?

"Attention everyone! Abandon flanking! Fall back to me, tighten the defensive line! Use smoke grenades, retreat..."

Black Scorpion hadn't even finished shouting the word "retreat".

"Boom!"

A third loud bang came from directly in front of him.

This time, the bullet didn't hit anyone.

Instead, it struck a patch of sand twenty meters in front of them.

A large crater was instantly blasted into the sand.

Black Scorpion was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the enemy meant by this shot.

A show of force?

The next second, he understood.

That patch of sand was the tripwire-activated minefield they had laid on their way here!

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!"

The violent explosions followed one after another, merging into one.

That shot from Qin Feng had precisely detonated one of the mines, thereby triggering a chain reaction.

Fire shot into the sky, illuminating this part of the Gobi Desert as bright as day.

The blast wave sent the two closest team members flying; they were torn to pieces while still in mid-air.

Black Scorpion lay on the ground, feeling as if his eardrums were about to shatter, his brain buzzing.

He looked at the sea of fire, watching the trap he had carefully laid become a graveyard burying his own brothers, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Devil!

This Dragon Country man is a devil through and through!

He not only knew where they were, but even knew the exact location of the minefield they had laid!

How can this fight be fought?

This isn't a battle; it's a massacre!

A hunter, leading a flock of sheep, had stumbled into the territory of a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex.

In the distant river valley, the female prisoners held their heads, curled up on the ground, shivering from the earth-shattering explosions.

Yaro held her gun, staring blankly at the sea of fire through the scope.

A familiar figure walked out of the darkness, step by step.

Her heart nearly stopped beating at that moment.

She finally understood the gap between herself and this man.

It wasn't skill, it wasn't awareness; it was a difference in dimensions.