Mated at First Sight
Chapter 207 - 174

Chapter 207: 174

Besides Mu Lin, Ji Shubai is their most skilled shooter and will definitely become a superior, handsome sniper

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"What do we do?" In the darkness not far from Mu Lin and his team, several snipers quietly communicate through their headsets.

"These new recruits are really tough, befitting of being trained by Ling Qi." Someone reflected, his face wearing admiration.

"You’re already dead, shut up." The first one to be taken out of the game wasn’t eligible to speak now, and the dead were not allowed to talk.

Someone immediately closed his mouth; he almost forgot that he was supposed to be dead.

"I’ve heard that Ling Qi’s new recruit camp has quite a few talents who are excellent shots and have potential to make excellent snipers. It seems we’ve run into some of them today." They ran into two of them, in fact, and their luck left them at a loss for words.

Only after a few rounds, the new recruits took two of them out. As the senior members mentoring these new recruits, they felt their faces burning with shame.

"Stop lamenting your bad luck." Another one spoke up, "Don’t forget what our commander said, if we fail this task, we must run ten laps around the military camp as punishment!" The commander really was one to come up with such a torturous punishment.

They initially thought this task would be an easy one, just a minor mission to discipline their juniors. However, it appears they were tricked by their commander.

Upon hearing the punishment, the two who were ’taken down’ let out a long wail.

Naked run? Can they at least wear underwear? Surely naked upper body counts for a naked run, right?

Unbeknownst to them, their heated discussion had been completely overheard by Mu Lin, who had a keen sense of hearing.

A naked run? Maybe they could lend a hand and treat them to a proper one. That would be quite a picture to behold.

That’s what youth is about — unrestrained!

Everyone else: Mu Lin, you’re gross!

Jing Chen: Just don’t watch, then.

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While they bitched in their minds, the quick reflexes and shooting skills of Mu Lin’s team aroused great interest and a surge of will to fight in the remaining members of the opposing team.

Though not yet comparable to special forces, they considered themselves quite good too. But they hadn’t expected to encounter skillful players among the new recruits, which ignited their competitive spirit.

"You two hold your positions, Gang and I will attempt a pincer movement." For the snipers, this was a test of patience, sharp instincts, and reflexes. However, they couldn’t just wait to be defeated.

Hearing these words, Mu Lin once again signaled to Yang Yuebin and the others, hinting that the enemy was approaching and they should be vigilant.

Everyone nodded, their eyes as sharp and chilly as ice.

A few moments passed.

The deafening sound of a gunshot echoed. However, this time it did not find its target, but instead hit the tree that was dodged.

"Be careful." Turning his head toward Xia Zeyang, who had just narrowly escaped death, Yang Yuebin breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Zeyang had reacted quickly. In response, he raised his gun and fired at the opponent, unfortunately missing.

Step by careful step, they proceeded with caution. Everyone was on edge at this moment, as no one knew what could happen next, who would fall.

They didn’t want to lose.

Today was the seventh day. If they could survive the night, they could proceed to the next mission. If they lost here, they’d rather hang themselves from a camphor tree in this forest.

Following the gunshot was a round of silence. It was at this moment one of the opponents had Yue Qiao in their line of fire.

Yue Qiao had been unexpectedly exposed. His icy eyes narrowed and the next moment, there was another gunshot. However, the one who fired wasn’t Mu Lin or the enemy, but Zhou Yicen.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Another person on the opposing team fell, and Mu Lin’s team of ten remained... unscathed.

Another surge of frustration swept across the opponents’ hearts; an unintentional sound emitted from under a foot, and they quickly concealed their positions.

They could not help but hold their breaths, they had narrowly avoided being shot.

...

As time went by, almost no one moved in that moment, it was a test of patience.

Let’s see who breaks first.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Even twenty minutes passed, and still, no one moved a muscle.

With furrowed brows, what they needed most might be a decoy. And Mu Lin thought the most suitable person to play this role would be herself.

Why? Because of her speed.

Mu Lin signaled her intentions to others and told them to be alert. However, the others slowly shook their heads. They indicated that Mu Lin, as their leader, should not take risks. Anyone else could play the decoy, but it absolutely couldn’t be Mu Lin.

Mu Lin frowned, wearing a solemn expression. Unfortunately, the people who always followed her lead refused to budge on their decision.

Finally, Ye Xiwen volunteered to be the decoy. As she was the least skilled among them, she sometimes felt like a burden. Like three days ago, she wouldn’t have been able to secure that person’s gun without Ji Shubai’s help.

Most importantly, Ye Xiwen knew that even if she was sacrificed, the others could still continue the mission.

If that’s the case, then she was undoubtedly the most suitable one.

It’s not about not trusting Mu Lin, but they could not let Mu Lin take risks, because in their hearts, Mu Lin was the most likely to win the final victory.