29: Chapter 29: This kid's turning the all-army competition into a personal showcase!

As Su Han picked up the Butcher's smoke grenade, Iron Hand had already contacted the remaining members and was deploying tactics behind some rocks to the northeast.

He saw two heat sources moving in opposite directions through his thermal imager and immediately ordered: "Sand Scorpion, lock onto the heat source on the right! Night Owl, flank them!"

"Iron Hand actually has a portable thermal imaging device?" In the observation room, all the Captains were shocked.

Wang Yuanchao was so angry he stomped his feet and shouted at the Chief Referee: "Why don't you just air-drop a nuclear bomb and bomb the whole thing to finish it?"

The Chief Referee could only smile awkwardly.

The moment the thick smoke rose, Sand Scorpion's 88 sniper rifle bullet pierced through the smoke, but it only hit the combat cap Su Han had propped up with a tree branch.

The real threat was already lurking like a shadow—Iron Hand heard the sound of a bullet being chambered behind him, and a three-round burst formed a triangular pattern, blocking his rolling path.

He had just barely dodged the bullets when his ankle was suddenly hooked by a sweeping leg kick, slamming him hard into the ground.

As dirt filled his throat, a cold gun barrel pressed against his forehead.

Su Han's voice came through his microphone, as calm as if he were reporting a target: "You are dead."

[Divine Sword · Iron Hand eliminated]

Wang Yuanchao slammed his fist onto the armrest, not out of anger, but with a tremor of disbelief.

The remaining three were finally panicked.

Sea Snake poked his head out of the stream, his soaked hair plastered to his face, and roared into the communicator: "Attack together! There's only one of him!"

This shout was like a thunderclap in the silent jungle.

Su Han turned around almost the instant the sound rang out, raising his type 95 rifle and firing immediately.

The bullet pierced through three layers of leaves and accurately hit the elimination sensor on Sea Snake's chest.

That underwater king didn't even see where the bullet came from before being knocked down by the electric current in the stream.

[Dragon Shark · Sea Snake eliminated]

Long Zhan covered his eyes, despair leaking through his fingers: "Shouting so loudly in the jungle... what an idiot."

Now only Sand Scorpion of Desert Wolf and Night Owl of Snow Leopard remained.

Sand Scorpion lay on a sniper position 300 meters away, his breathing mask filtering the humid air, his crosshairs searching frantically through the woods.

He saw Su Han suddenly close his eyes, as if sensing the wind—this action made him sneer, and he immediately adjusted his breathing to prepare to fire.

But the next second, Su Han opened his eyes abruptly, completing the shouldering, aiming, and firing of the 88 sniper rifle in three lightning-fast movements.

Sand Scorpion only felt a maple leaf drift past his scope, and immediately after, smoke began to rise from his body.

[Desert Wolf · Sand Scorpion eliminated]

"Click—"

Night Owl's military boots crushed a withered leaf, and cold sweat slid down his temple.

As one of the Soldier Kings of Snow Leopard, for the first time in the jungle, he felt such naked fear.

There was a blurry figure behind a tree twenty meters ahead, but his intuition told him—it was a trap.

"Rustle..."

The bushes on the left suddenly shook, Night Owl's pupils contracted sharply, and he aimed his type 92 pistol instantly.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced through the bushes, but only startled a sparrow.

"Damn it!" Night Owl cursed inwardly and immediately rolled to reposition.

But the moment his body was in mid-air, a black shadow descended from the sky!

Su Han's legs clamped around his neck like iron pliers, and the two of them slammed heavily onto the ground.

Night Owl's tactical helmet hit a tree root, and stars danced before his eyes.

"You..." He struggled to reach for the grenade at his waist, but grasped nothing.

Su Han pressed one knee against his chest and shook the grenade safety pin he had just removed: "Looking for this?"

Night Owl's pupils contracted violently—when did this guy...

"Hiss—"

White smoke rose from Night Owl's tactical vest.

[Snow Leopard · Night Owl eliminated]

In the observation room, the Captain of Snow Leopard's teacup smashed to the ground with a "crack."

He stared fixedly at the big screen, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

On the electronic sand table, the five red dots around the blue dot representing Su Han had all turned into grey elimination markers.

"A pentakill..." Long Zhan of the Marine Corps said with a dry voice, "One person counter-killing the elites of five Special Forces units..."

The technician suddenly exclaimed: "The leaderboard has refreshed!"

On the big screen, the numbers scrolled like a waterfall:

[Falcon Special Forces Brigade: 9 points (Su Han individual 8 points)]

[Divine Sword Special Forces Brigade: 7 points]

[Snow Leopard Special Forces: 2 points]

[Wild Wolf Assault Team: 2 points]

...

"Damn it!" The Captain of Wild Wolf slammed his fist onto the control console, "He got 8 points all by himself? That's four times more than our entire team!"

Wang Yuanchao stared at the constantly moving blue dot on the screen and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahaha! So what if you teamed up? You still got taken out by our Falcon, hahaha...!"

The Chief Referee wiped the sweat from his forehead: "In the history of the All-Army Grand Competition, no one has ever been able to do something like this..."

On the big screen, Su Han suddenly stopped and began collecting the equipment of the fallen.

In the mountains and forests, Su Han's movements were dazzlingly fast.

He removed four rifle magazines from Iron Hand's vest;

He dug out three bounding mines from Butcher's tactical bag;

He stuffed Sea Snake's underwater respirator into his own backpack;

And finally, he dismantled the sniper scope from Sand Scorpion's 88 sniper rifle and mounted it onto his own rifle.

"Click—"

On the electronic sand table, the display representing Zone 11 suddenly turned completely green—this meant all confrontations in that area had ended.

The technician reported with a tremor: "Zone 11... Su Han eliminated four contestants by himself, and the remaining two left this area..."

The entire observation room was silent.

Wang Yuanchao suddenly stood up, walked to the big screen, and pointed at the eye-catching "9 points": "Everyone, did you see that clearly? This is only the first day!"

The Captain of Wild Wolf's face was livid: "Don't get cocky too soon! In other areas, there are still..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the electronic sand table suddenly sounded an alarm—the displays representing Zone 8 and Zone 6 flashed red simultaneously.

"What's going on?" The Chief Referee frowned.

The technician swallowed: "Su Han... Su Han is moving towards Zone 8!"

On the big screen, that blue dot was like a Sharp Sword, stabbing straight into the adjacent competition zone.

Long Zhan of the Marine Corps suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! This kid is going to sweep the whole field!"

Wang Yuanchao took out his cigarette case but found his hand was shaking violently.

He took a deep breath and looked at the Chief Referee: "I apply to access Su Han's real-time footage."

A moment later, the main screen switched to footage captured by a drone—

In the dense mountains and forests, Su Han's figure moved like a ghost.

His tactical vest was covered with various equipment, looking just like a walking armory.

What was most chilling were those eyes, as calm as polar ice, yet burning with a shudder-inducing fighting spirit.

"This kid..." Wang Yuanchao muttered to himself, "is turning the All-Army Grand Competition into his own one-man show..."

Meanwhile, the Special Forces Soldiers in the other ten competition zones did not yet know what kind of monster was closing in on them...