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Chapter 449 - 443, Crazy Chess Piece (4th update)_1

Chapter 449: 443, Crazy Chess Piece (4th update)_1

New York isn’t just about glamour; many low-rise buildings predominate in the suburbs, and from that ten-story building flashing with gunfire beside this street, one could have a clear view of everything down below. It was the perfect sniper spot.

Yang En and the others had retreated into a building due to the sound of a sniper rifle, and even Lin Hao felt a flicker of despair in his heart. None of them had expected the enemy to have an ambush sniper.

Movies always feature too many snipers, but in reality, Lin Hao and Wang knew all too well how difficult snipers are to train, and even Lin Hao himself had not had that honor.

It wasn’t that Lin Hao wasn’t strong enough; it was simply a matter of different military specialties.

Previously, Lin Hao and his team had thoroughly scouted the terrain. The ten-story building was 410 meters away, and without a sniper present, there would have been no issue in evacuating from this terrain.

But now, all was lost.

No one could break out from this place under a sniper’s watch; they were merely lambs awaiting slaughter.

Lin Hao sneered as he looked at the commando team standing by outside the building, "This is really tragic, brothers. Have a smoke; there’s no getting out. These guys are quite something, driving us into this corner, and turns out there’s a sniper here."

Wang laughed as he loaded a new magazine, "We’ve got to at least break even before we talk. Yang, I’m sorry, we can’t protect you anymore."

Their minds were clear about the situation they were in, but everyone had long grown indifferent to life and death. With despair serving no purpose at this moment, it was better to trade their lives than be captured together.

There was certainly no escaping for them, but the enemy would also have to pay a price to come in.

Yang En, standing behind cover, also calmly responded with a laugh after hearing Wang’s words, "No need for such sentiments, hand me a gun too."

The commando team outside was in no rush to mount a fierce attack; with their prey trapped inside, it was as easy as catching turtles in a jar; they were waiting for instructions.

In this open terrain, as long as the sniper was there, the enemy undoubtedly had no chance of making another breakout.

A middle-aged man wearing a bulletproof vest shouted from behind cover, "Stop your futile struggles. Come out with your hands on your heads; we won’t hurt you anymore."

However, no one would respond to him. Boasting was pointless; Lin Hao and his team were prepared for a desperate last stand.

Seeing no response, the middle-aged man gestured to the commando team to attack from the left. However, as soon as the team got close, a burst of gunfire rang out; bullets struck the bulletproof vests, and one commando member was grazed on the neck by a bullet. The middle-aged man signaled for them to retreat.

It seemed the opposition was determined to hold out to the bitter end. He needed to figure out how to take down these men with the smallest cost possible, while also trying to ensure their survival.

Of course, if it came down to it, ensuring only Yang En was alive would suffice.

As everyone’s attention was focused on the scene, in the black of night from afar, a figure dashed toward the sniper-held building, moving at unbelievable speed, like a streak of lightning crossing nearly a hundred meters in an instant.

The person was Ren He, who, during his contemplation, had realized that the only way to turn the tide was to take down the sniper point.

He ran towards the building with all his might, his figure stirring up a wind as his hair fluttered behind him. No one could have imagined that on this stormy night of attacks, a youth as untamed as a wild horse would emerge from an empty space, attempting to change everything.

For Ren He, everything happening tonight felt like a dream to the ordinary him; it was also like a chess game, but every move was fraught with danger.

However, in this vast chessboard, an unknown piece was moving wildly beneath the surface, with no one aware of its existence.

Yang En and his combat team were still deadlocked in a standoff, exchanging moves like pawns advancing and pieces evading, but it was nothing more than a cornered beast struggling.

The outcome of the battle seemed decided.

Before reaching the high-rise, Ren He suddenly leaped, landing on the edge of the second floor, and began to climb upwards with his bare hands, like a mad ghost.

He had truly gone mad, as if the wild will within his blood was awakening at every moment of extreme sports.

It burned like fire, consuming his heart.

Faster, he needed to be even faster! There was no time to waste!

To Ren He, the ten-story building was nothing more than flat ground; in this realm, he was the master.

No one could have imagined that tonight, a tiny pawn hidden behind the chessboard could effortlessly scale this sniping vantage with just hands and feet.

He made it! Without any hesitation, Ren He leapt onto the ledge, and the moment he landed on the platform, he saw everything: two men, one guarding the entrance to the rooftop, the other crouching low at the edge of the platform, with a large black sniper rifle resting on a 30-centimeter-high ledge of the rooftop.

The moment Ren He jumped onto the rooftop, he was spotted. The person guarding the entrance was shocked beyond belief; he had never expected someone to climb up from the side. With a gun in hand, he shot as he lifted his arm.

Humans can’t be faster than bullets, but they can be faster than hands, Tear Potion!

Sidestepping, Ren He’s figure shifted ghostlike to the left by a full two meters before firing—he was using the assassin’s gun! When the gunshots sounded, two shots rang out as if they were one, which showed how fast Ren He had moved. In the instant the opponent raised his hand, Ren He had already completed the sidestep and the draw-and-fire!

This was a crushing superiority of physical prowess!

Only then did the sniper manage to stand up from the ground and draw his pistol, but a blossom of blood already exploded in the night sky, resplendently vivid!

A headshot—this was Ren He’s first time killing someone with a gun, yet it felt as if he had done it countless times before.

The sniper was petrified. He had been focusing through the scope and had no idea how this man appeared, let alone how he managed to shoot his comrade with such ease!

Tear Potion! Ren He had used up his three doses of Tear Potion for the day. The sniper, with blurred tear-filled eyes, fired two shots on instinct. However, he was in despair, for he didn’t hear the sound of bullets entering flesh; those two bullets seemed to have flown into the sea of the night sky.

When that mad pawn leapt out from behind the chessboard, the whole vast battlefield shifted in an instant. With another shot, the sniper fell to the ground.

It was too unexpected; even in his dying moment the sniper couldn’t understand how someone had broken through his comrade’s defense line so easily.

There, under the shroud of night on the rooftop, Ren He bent down to pick up the sniper rifle from the ground, standing at the edge of the platform with the rifle raised to his eye.

This small pawn finally unleashed his deadliest strike amidst the thick tension of heaven and earth.

General!

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