Master of Kaidan
Chapter 335: Character Setting is Important for Capturing People’s Hearts

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Character Setting is Important for Capturing People’s Hearts

"Boom!"

The explosion inside the War Bishop wasn’t particularly violent, but the splatter of charred flesh and blood suggested that the operator wouldn’t survive.

"It didn’t burst open, didn’t burst open! It looks like this War Bishop isn’t a defective product. Could it be a design error? Shouldn’t the Red Banner Group consider sending a test fee to Mr. Augustus?"

The host’s commentary was so unbridled, not because he was ignorant of the terror of those big corporations, but because he was speaking as a host for Dor Media.

He represented the face of Dor Media, and as long as his commentary could attract enough traffic, aside from poking fun at the Futian Consortium’s companies, whatever he said, the Futian Consortium would have his back.

However, after a brief surge of excitement, he frowned and then mused aloud,

"What I mean is, uh, those viewers who bet on Mr. Augustus’s survival haven’t torn up their tickets yet, have they?"

The timely canned laughter seemed to indicate he was joking, but no one was paying attention to his farcical performance, except for those who had regretfully torn their tickets.

Because while the host was spouting nonsense, Mr. Augustus had already dispatched the remaining three War Bishops using the same technique.

"Oh, it looks like Mr. Augustus has escaped from danger. Although we know there’s still a Sniper aiming at him, based on past experience, everyone understands that sniping poses no threat to our mayoral candidate Mr. Augustus."

Inside the Masked Rider Armor, a voice tinged with a hint of regret reached Feng Xue’s ears, but instead of leaving, he revealed a smile reminiscent of an alien from Planet Horse, and forcibly ripped an arm from the destroyed Exoskeleton Armor, setting up a sniper’s stance on the spot.

"What’s he planning to do? He’s not thinking of taking on the sniper, is he? Although the left arm of the War Bishop does come equipped with a weapon with a maximum range of two kilometers, that thing is a light machine gun! Its accuracy can’t support long-range sniping, especially since it’s been violently dismantled and is now without computer adjustments from the exoskeleton. Whether it can even fire is questionable!

"And now, the War Bishops that spread out to block the roads are closing in. With the past lessons, these tin cans probably won’t give him another chance to open them!

"Not only that, by doing this, he’s putting himself in... indeed, the Sniper has seized the opportunity and has taken aim! Oh, Augustus is raising his gun too. From the overhead shot, the barrels of both guns are almost in a straight line! Director! Director! Adjust the camera quickly, damn it, we must follow the bullet!"

Not just the host, but the drone pilots filming the scene were also boiling with excitement. If they could capture the next moments well, they might even be transferred to the film department of Dor Media. But if they botched it, getting fired might be the least of their worries.

"Tsk, tsk, even in 2077, the basic structure of firearms hasn’t changed. I thought I would have to put in more effort," Feng Xue muttered while holding onto the light machine gun still attached to the exoskeleton arm. He covertly used Mystical Lord’s "Cleverly Crafted" Power to modify the gun.

The tendrils of the Poisonous Insect Body replaced the work of fingers, making the process seem as though he were merely searching for a sniping angle. And with the "Arrow Avoidance Protection" in effect, he had already pinpointed the Sniper’s exact location.

Even though it would have been more impactful to casually throw a stone two kilometers and crush someone to death at this moment, Feng Xue was very precise about his role.

The image of George Augustus was not "a superman with unparalleled strength," but "like a protagonist in a classic tough-guy action film." The difference was that the former would result in fights that were too predictable, quickly leading to viewer fatigue and forcing a spiral of escalating power levels to maintain interest.

The latter, however, created a tense feeling. The perception of exaggerated combat abilities, while not totally outrageous, was key to evoking an emotional resonance.

Therefore, he had to portray a sense of danger, stimulation, a constant risk of losing his life, yet also the feeling of winning through momentum, experience, technique, and sometimes, just sheer luck.

So...

Click. He ejected the magazine, checked the load, chambered a round, and inspected the chambering process; not even a professional could find a single flaw in the routine.

With or without the book, shortening or lengthening the time required to adjust the rifle took less than three seconds, and at this moment, the sniper’s first bullet had already been fired!

"Oh, oh! It’s starting, it’s finally starting!"

Watching the bullet streak past buildings on either side towards Augustus through the camera lens, the host let out a high-pitched scream even as Feng Xue, who had already predicted the bullet’s trajectory, casually lifted the gun barrel and gently squeezed the trigger.

"Da da da!"

It wasn’t a counter-snipe but rather a barrage, where six bullets were sprayed out of the barrel in an instant, cleverly scattered into different positions in front of him, directed by the precise movements of his wrist.

Just as the host was about to tease about this trembling due to nerves, his words got stuck in his throat. After a brief silence, he yelled into the microphone with almost enough force to break it—

"My God! What did I just see! Mr. Augustus, Mr. Augustus actually shot down the bullets! Is this a coincidence? No, absolutely not! He’s running! Another shot! This is the second one! Director, split the screen, show the bullet trajectory!

"Indeed, his shaking of the gun barrel was intentional; the bullets were perfectly positioned over his vital points. He predicted the time it would take for the sniper’s bullets to reach after firing and used his bullets to protect his own vitals!

"You must think I’m crazy, I think I’m crazy too, but this is the truth! He didn’t even dodge! He’s charging at full speed! Oh, heavens, why can he afford to be this insane? This is not just confidence in himself but also in the sniper! He believes his enemy is aiming at his vitals, he believes his enemy can deliver the bullets precisely to where he has judged them to be!

"The distance is closing!"

"How long has it been! Oh, at this speed, it will take a maximum of forty seconds! In no more than forty seconds, Mr. Augustus will reach the base of the building where the sniper is located, and the sniper will have completely lost the ability for long-range sniping."

Listening to the clamor in his earphones, the sniper’s brow furrowed. According to his habits, he should have retreated at a time like this, but given the target’s running speed and eyesight, unless headquarters sent a helicopter now, there was no chance of escape.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed his breathing, steadied his rhythm, and the sniper pulled the trigger again, but at that exact moment, his expression changed abruptly!

"It’s off!"

Almost instantly, the sniper realized the condition of the firearm was deteriorating and immediately picked up a backup weapon to aim again, only to his surprise, the shot he deemed a miss actually hit!

Though it was just a graze, even a slight wound from a sixth-caliber bullet could tear off a large chunk of flesh!

"That noisy host guessed right! This guy believes I won’t miss! The Goddess of Fortune is on my side!"

The ecstatic sniper pressed the red button on his left wrist cuff, a diluted tranquilizer entered his bloodstream, immediately calming his somewhat uncontrollable emotions.

His spirit cooled in an instant, and his eyes turned icy as he focused again on the man in the scope, who was now noticeably slowing down.

And that man, with a maniacal grin on his face, was lifting his gun!

"Bang!"