415 Regardless of method

Ren Xiaosu regretted that his shot missed. His marksmanship still was not good enough. Merely calculating the wind speed 0.1 seconds too late had allowed the enemy sniper to get away.

The enemy sniper was also quite the ruthless person. Otherwise, he would not be wandering in the mountains alone.

After Ren Xiaosu fired off his rifle, he moved off to another location. From the side of a hill, he quietly observed the Brambles as the guerrillas battled them. As a matter of fact, he had placed more than a dozen Brambles at that mountain pass, as well as over a dozen Potato Shooters.

In the face of firearms, these plants actually turned out to be pretty useful. If the enemies did not have flamethrowers, it would be very difficult for them to kill the plants with bullets, especially the Brambles with their bloodsucking ability that made them extremely lethal. They made the enemies lose their ability to resist in a short time.

These plants were an essential item to bring on a trip to the wilderness and commit murder and arson with.

Ren Xiaosu had already unlocked his second weapon, while the third weapon was still far in the future. So Ren Xiaosu loosened his purse strings and got more generous with his usage of the gratitude tokens in order to kill more enemies. After he got back, he would have to get Zhang Xiaoman and the others to help him earn back even more gratitude tokens. All in all, the benefits would be greater than the costs.

In fact, only 20 gratitude tokens had been consumed in the destruction of this particular Zong Consortium company. When he led Zhang Xiaoman and the others to victory and headed back to base for their celebratory drinks, they could earn him a few hundred more gratitude tokens.

Ren Xiaosu regretted that he didn't kill the Zong Consortium's sniper this time. But that was alright. He still had time to slowly toy with him.

It was very difficult to advance under the cover of the shrubs on a hillside while staying crouched. The shrubs growing here were at most half the height of a full-grown person, so remaining crouching for an extended period hurt his back badly.

If it were the average person who was pursuing the opponent, they would probably expose themselves to the sniper very quickly. However, Ren Xiaosu was not the average person.

That afternoon, Ren Xiaosu continued tracking the enemy sniper and headed east along the mountain range. By evening, just as Ren Xiaosu couldn't determine whether he was heading in the right direction, he suddenly saw some hardtack crumbs on the ground.

Hardtack was a standardized food item in military field rations. It seemed like his opponent had replenished his energy at this spot.

For something like hardtack crumbs, even the person eating the hardtack would generally find it very hard to notice them as they were tiny.

This was the right direction. Ren Xiaosu crouched within the shrubs and looked around. He felt that he was very close to the sniper.

As the sun went down behind the distant mountains, the last sliver of twilight turned from red to gray. The moment night fell, the sniper noticed a helmet moving at where he had scattered the hardtack crumbs earlier. He sneered. Did he have to shoot at the helmet?

With a bang, a sniper bullet flew an unknown distance and towards the bottom right corner of the helmet. If someone were raising the helmet with their right hand, that person's body would have to be at the bottom right side of the helmet.

It was very quiet in the mountains, but the sniper was too far away to determine from the feedback if he had hit the target or not.

He asked on the comms channel, "Anyone lying in ambush in the vicinity heard the sound of a bullet hitting something?"

"Heard a bullet hitting flesh," someone replied. "We're about 300 meters away from the target and kinda heard it."

The sniper said on the comms channel, "Then the target should've been hit. Go over and check it out."

"Roger that." Some guerrillas moved quietly towards the spot the sniper had shot at.

A group of 120 soldiers from a guerrilla company was moving within the mountains. If one did not look carefully, they would not even notice the presence of this group.

Beiwan River was considered a key strategic location. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many guerrillas hidden in this mountain range that led there. There would also definitely be more than one sniper lying in ambush.

This mountain range was not the only route to get to Beiwan River, and most troops could not even pass through here, including the armored troops that were fitted with heavy firepower. But even so, the Zong Consortium was still being extra careful.

The guerrilla company headed up the mountain to surround the identified target. The company commander said softly on the comms channel, "The enemy is a supernatural being, so it's very likely that he might not have died yet even though he's been shot. Make sure to be on guard. Second Platoon will approach from 3 o'clock to prevent him from breaking through our encirclement.

"It's late at night. If he breaks through our encirclement, the other platoons are to immediately put on your night vision goggles."

Even if the enemy might have been shot, the Zong Consortium's guerrilla company remained wary as they made their approach.

However, as the guerrilla company gradually tightened the encirclement, the company commander suddenly saw a ham hock at the spot where the bullet supposedly hit!

One of the guerrilla soldiers was stunned for a moment before asking on the comms channel, "Wait a minute, what's a pig's hindquarters doing here?"

"It's a trap!" The company commander shouted into the comms channel, "Retreat, retreat!"

However, it was too late for them to retreat.

A second later, they discovered thin, red, thorny vines hidden within the shrubs coming for them. At the same time, a strange plant started shooting potatoes at them!

What the fuck was this?!

The sniper listened in shock to his comrades' cries on the comms channel. He had already changed his ambush position with care. Through his scope, he once again saw the vines that looked like purgatory tentacles taking all life within its attack radius.

The Zong Consortium sniper was really afraid now. He did not even dare lift his head as he crawled into the distance and fled. He needed to rendezvous with the main forces of the guerrillas as this was not an enemy he could deal with!

That was two full companies that had perished! A total of 240 people died without knowing why they died.

However, the sniper could not understand how his opponent had carried that ham hock up the mountain!

Suddenly, grenades exploded behind him. The sniper was shaken. If grenades could be thrown at him, wouldn't it mean the enemy was really close?

The sniper could feel despair in his heart, but he did not give up. Instead, he just continued crawling forward and even used a slope to expeditiously roll down the mountain.

This time, Ren Xiaosu had won another small battle.

The sniper had deliberately scattered some hardtack crumbs on the ground in an attempt to lure Ren Xiaosu in.

However, Ren Xiaosu kept wondering why a sniper who had always been very cautious would suddenly drop some hardtack crumbs. So he felt that something was not right. That was why he had set a trap to counter that.

However, Ren Xiaosu still regretted things. He was still very far away from the sniper and was unable to ascertain his exact location, so he simply threw two hand grenades through the Shadow Door in the general area. But unfortunately, he didn't blow up his opponent.

Yang Xiaojin had said that snipers with an ego would sometimes insist on ending their opponents' lives on a battlefield by shooting them.

But Ren Xiaosu did not have the least bit of ego and was only interested in killing his enemy. As for how to finish them off, the method was not that important. After all, he only had Advanced Firearms Proficiency, so what was there to be proud of?

As a soldier of the Razor Sharp Company, he just had to do it the most straightforward way. There was no need to care about how to achieve the objective.