24: Chapter 24: Su Han Strikes! A Tactical Evasion That Shocks the Entire Audience!

On the large screen in the Observation Center, the footage of Area 11 was magnified to full screen.

"It's over!" Wang Yuanchao stood up abruptly. "Su Han is facing a fully armed Zhao Wuji empty-handed!"

The Captain of Wild Wolf chuckled. "Old Wang, it looks like your dark horse from Falcon is going to be eliminated right at the start."

"Zhao Wuji is Divine Sword's ace marksman," the Captain of Snow Leopard shook his head and sighed. "At such close range, Su Han doesn't even have a chance to dodge."

Wang Yuanchao huffed. "It's just that Zhao Wuji was closer to the Airdrop, he just got lucky. If Su Han had a gun, ten Zhao Wujis wouldn't be his match!"

Divine Sword Captain Liu Bo: "Luck is also a part of strength. Zhao Wuji, take him out!"

Wang Yuanchao stared intently at the screen, his palms sweating.

He knew these old foxes were right—in a confrontation, the equipment gap often determined life and death.

On the Electronic Sand Table, the distance between the red dot representing Su Han and Zhao Wuji was rapidly shrinking—800 meters, 700 meters, 600 meters...

"He's running toward Zhao Wuji's direction?" Long Zhan of the Marine Corps suddenly frowned. "This doesn't make sense..."

"He must be panicking and lost his way," Liu Bo laughed loudly. "He probably saw where the Airdrop landed and wanted to try his luck."

Wang Yuanchao's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew Zhao Wuji's style too well—that cunning veteran would never let such an opportunity slip by.

When Su Han was dozens of meters from the Airdrop and over a hundred meters from Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji finally spotted Su Han.

Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly constricted, and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest.

Through the scope, the figure emerging from the bushes made his blood boil—

The Falcon armband on the camouflage uniform was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight, and he was all too familiar with that overly young face.

"Su Han!" Zhao Wuji's breathing became heavy, his index finger trembling as it rested on the trigger. "Heaven has eyes, to let me be the first one to encounter you!"

What made him even more ecstatic was that Su Han was empty-handed—no rifle, no Tactical Vest, not even a dagger!

"Hahaha!" Zhao Wuji almost laughed out loud. "So what if you were first in eight subjects? Now you're just a sitting duck!"

But he didn't dare to fire yet.

The jungle here was dense with too many obstacles.

If it were open ground, never mind a hundred meters, even at several hundred meters, Zhao Wuji would dare to fire and would hit with a single shot.

But this was a forest.

Even at a distance of dozens of meters, it was hard to spot a target.

Just now, he had only happened to see Su Han's figure flicker for a moment.

Firing now, the hit rate would be less than five percent!

He would only dare to fire once Su Han got closer and he was certain!

He knew Su Han's strength too well.

In close combat, he was definitely no match for Su Han.

Therefore, with such a disparity in equipment, he had to take Su Han out with a single shot!

As long as he took out Su Han, the 8-point gap between Divine Sword and Falcon could be easily closed!

First place would still belong to Divine Sword!

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In the mountain forest, Su Han's footsteps suddenly paused.

A needle-like sense of crisis surged from his spine to the back of his neck—this was a battlefield intuition honed from countless life-and-death struggles in his past life.

"There's an ambush..." He narrowed his eyes, his gaze scanning the seemingly peaceful river valley ahead.

A breeze brushed through the treetops; the birdsong had vanished at some point. The Airdrop box lay lonely on the riverbank, and the swaying of the surrounding bushes was a bit too deliberate.

Su Han's lips curled slightly. "Waiting for the rabbit to come to the tree? Interesting."

He intentionally stepped on a branch, making a crisp "crack" sound, and then walked grandly toward the Airdrop box.

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"He took the bait!" Zhao Wuji's index finger slowly tightened, the crosshairs in the scope steadily locked onto Su Han's chest.

As long as he pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the Training Uniform on Su Han's upper body, the sensor on him would trigger, emitting white smoke of elimination.

But if it were the lower body, it would take at least two hits to trigger.

"Closer... just a bit closer..." Zhao Wuji held his breath, watching Su Han step by step into the optimal firing range.

One hundred and thirty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters...

Now!

"Bang!"

The gunshot broke the silence of the mountain forest.

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Inside the Observation Center, everyone held their breath.

"He hit him!" Liu Bo stood up excitedly.

But in the next second, his smile froze on his face—

On the big screen, at the moment the gun fired, Su Han suddenly rolled to the side, and the bullet grazed his camouflage uniform and hit the tree trunk behind him!

"How... how is this possible?" The Captain of Snow Leopard's eyes widened. "He predicted the shot?"

Wang Yuanchao's heart pounded wildly. "Good boy!"

"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji cursed and quickly adjusted his aim.

He was certain his ambush was flawless; how could Su Han have sensed it in advance?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three consecutive shots, the bullets forming a triangle to block Su Han's retreat.

But an even more shocking scene occurred—

Su Han's body twisted and swayed like a phantom, every movement precisely timed to the gaps in the bullets' trajectories!

The first shot: he leaned back, and the bullet grazed past the tip of his nose;

The second shot: he rolled to the side, and the bullet flew past his armpit;

The third shot: he leaped into the air, and the bullet exploded the dirt beneath the soles of his shoes!

"Impossible!" Zhao Wuji's roar echoed through the forest as he frantically pulled the trigger. "Die!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bullets in the magazine poured out, but Su Han moved through the hail of bullets as if he could foresee their paths!

Rolling, diving, snake running... every Tactical Evasion move was as precise as if calculated by a computer!

The Observation Center was dead silent.

All the Captains gaped, staring fixedly at the figure dancing through the hail of bullets on the big screen.

"Is... is this kid a reincarnated monkey? How can he jump so much??" The Captain of Wild Wolf's voice trembled.

Long Zhan's eyes flashed with a fanatical light. "Perfect battlefield intuition! Every evasion is precise to the centimeter!"

"Seven shots! Zhao Wuji fired seven shots and didn't hit once!" the Captain of Snow Leopard exclaimed.

Wang Yuanchao's fists were clenched so hard they turned white, his nails digging deep into his palms.

He had never seen such stunning Tactical Evasion—

How did a recruit like him learn these tactical movements that only come after countless actual battles?

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In the mountain forest, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Wuji's forehead.

And Su Han had already closed in to within fifty meters!

"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and aimed for Su Han's legs—at this distance, hitting a moving target was his specialty.

"Bang!"

The bullet whistled out.

Su Han, however, seemed to have anticipated it, making a bizarre Z-shaped turn, and the bullet flew almost right past the outside of his thigh.

But it didn't even touch Su Han's pants.

Zhao Wuji's hands began to shake; he had never encountered such a terrifying opponent.

What terrified him even more was Su Han's eyes—those were not the eyes a recruit should have, but those of a predator locked onto its prey!

"Bang!"

The ninth bullet was fired; Su Han dove forward and rolled, the bullet exploding wood chips from the tree trunk behind him.

Zhao Wuji's breathing was erratic, the crosshairs in the scope shaking constantly.

"Calm down... calm down..." He forced himself to hold his breath and pulled the trigger—

"Click."

The sound of an empty chamber was like a death knell.

"No!" Zhao Wuji watched in despair as Su Han leaped up from ten meters away, pouncing toward him like a streak of green lightning!

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The Observation Center erupted.

"Ten shots, all misses! Zhao Wuji missed all ten shots!" The Captain of Wild Wolf slammed the table and stood up.

Long Zhan was flushed with excitement. "Textbook Tactical Evasion! This is enough to be written into the military's teaching materials!"

Liu Bo's face was ashen. "What is Zhao Wuji doing? At such close range..."

"It's not Zhao Wuji's fault," Long Zhan's voice trembled with excitement. "It's that Su Han is too strong!"

On the big screen, Su Han had already pounced in front of the rock crevice where Zhao Wuji was hiding.

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There are two more chapters coming around twelve o'clock tonight!