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26: Chapter 26: Shocking the Entire Field! The King of Soldiers No One Dares to Fight!

"This... this is impossible..." The Captain of Snow Leopard's mouth hung open. "From four hundred meters away, with a rifle, and while in motion..."

"A single shot hit..." Long Zhan's voice trembled with shock. "What kind of god-tier marksmanship is this? Who was it that said Su Han lacked combat experience? You call this lacking?"

Wang Yuanchao stared intently at the screen and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Two against one and they still got counter-killed! Do they even know how to play?"

White smoke rose slowly from Zhao Wuji's tactical vest. His face was livid as he stared fixedly at Su Han, his eyes filled with indignation and shock.

Su Han was in no hurry to leave. Instead, he crouched down and efficiently stripped Zhao Wuji of his equipment—a type 95 rifle, a Type 92 pistol, two spare magazines, two smoke grenades, a stun grenade, and a military dagger.

"You..." Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, his voice low. "How exactly did you do it?"

Su Han looked up, the corners of his mouth curling slightly. "Intuition."

"Bullshit!" Zhao Wuji growled. "No one can rely on 'intuition' to dodge ten bullets plus a sniper's cold shot!"

Su Han didn't explain. He simply stuffed the last magazine into a pocket on his tactical vest, stood up, and looked down at him. "Are you people from Divine Sword all such sore losers?"

Zhao Wuji's face flushed and his fists clenched, but eventually, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "Su Han, you're strong, but this competition has only just begun. You think it's over just because you eliminated me? Everyone from the other units has their eyes on you now."

Su Han let out a light chuckle, leaned over to pick up the radio Zhao Wuji had dropped, and casually tucked it into his ear. "That’s perfect then. It saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted as he suddenly realized—Su Han wasn't afraid of being surrounded at all; he was actually waiting for everyone to deliver themselves to his doorstep!

Four hundred meters away, at the top of a pine tree.

"Ghost" sat on a branch, the sensor on his chest still emitting white smoke. His expression was even gloomier than Zhao Wuji's.

As the ace sniper of Snow Leopard, he never imagined he would be counter-killed by someone with a rifle, and a blind-sniped hit while in motion at that!

The sound of footsteps approached, and Su Han's figure appeared beneath the tree.

"Ghost" looked down and said coldly, "Coming for the spoils of war?"

Su Han didn't answer. He climbed the trunk directly, moving as gracefully as a leopard. In a few quick motions, he reached Ghost's side and began checking his equipment—a Type 88 sniper rifle, a suppressor, a high-powered scope, a camouflage net, and a pack of field rations.

"Your sniper scope is calibrated quite well," Su Han remarked casually.

Ghost stared at him intently. "Who exactly are you? A recruit couldn't possibly have this kind of battlefield intuition."

Su Han paused his movements and glanced up at him. "What do you think?"

Ghost remained silent for two seconds before suddenly sneering. "No matter who you are, you've been targeted. You think eliminating the two of us is the end? Everyone in this sector knows your location now."

Su Han raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Are you trying to say they'll team up to surround and suppress me?"

Ghost's eyes were cold. "It's not a suppression; it's a hunt."

Su Han packed the sniper scope into his tactical bag, stood up, and looked down at him. "Do you really think they're all as stupid as you, that they'd actively come to my door to seek death?"

Ghost: "..."

After Su Han finished speaking, he leaped down from the five-meter-high branch, landed steadily, and headed deep into the dense forest without looking back.

Wang Yuanchao stared fixedly at the screen for Area 11, where Su Han's figure was moving rapidly. He suddenly turned to the Chief Referee. "What's the situation in the other areas?"

The Chief Referee signaled the technician to bring up the panoramic view.

The real-time dynamics of all twelve areas were displayed simultaneously on the large screen—

Red dots were moving in every area, but the combat in Area 11 had clearly drawn everyone's attention.

"Firefights have broken out in Area 1, Area 4, and Area 7," the technician reported quickly. "The current number of eliminations has reached 9."

...

"One-Eye" of the Wild Wolf Assault Team lay prone in the bushes, fine beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead. His sniper scope had just witnessed that thrilling battle—

Su Han had moved through the hail of bullets like a ghost, finally completing that unbelievable counter-kill with a rifle.

"Damn it..." he cursed softly, slowly withdrawing his sniper rifle for fear that a reflection from the lens would expose his position.

As the ace marksman of Wild Wolf, One-Eye knew very well what he had just witnessed—

That wasn't luck, but a perfect combination of genuine battlefield intuition and shooting talent.

"I must inform the Captain." He quietly retreated.

Area 11, three hundred meters to the southwest.

Sea Eagle of the Marine Corps slowly lowered his binoculars, his Adam's apple bobbing.

As a Demolition Expert for Dragon Shark, he had intended to head toward the river valley to search for equipment, but had unexpectedly witnessed that battle.

"Damn it..." he muttered to himself, quickly changing direction. "I need to stay far away from that monster."

The technician suddenly shouted, "The other two contestants in Area 11 are moving rapidly! They... they seem to be deliberately avoiding Su Han!"

On the large screen, two red dots were moving toward the edge of the sector at maximum speed, maintaining the greatest possible distance from Su Han.

"Hahaha!" Wang Yuanchao laughed loudly. "See that? When a soldier from my Falcon stands there, everyone else has to take the long way around!"

The Captain of Divine Sword, Liu Bo, had a livid face. "Cowards! Neither of them dares to engage?"

"Captain Liu," Long Zhan said meaningfully, "you saw Su Han's performance just now with your own eyes. You should understand—this isn't cowardice, it's wisdom."

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