Chapter 18: 18: You Actually Won?

The gunmen in pursuit hadn't appeared yet, Joe Ga lay on the ground and still managed to mount a night vision scope on the front of the SVD's 15x scope.

After activation, Joe Ga observed that the creatures on the grassland turned silvery white. The overall sight wasn't clear, but as long as those gunmen showed up, they would be as dazzling as the moon at night.

Joe Ga wasn't used to searching through the high-powered scope, so he simply opened his left eye and used it to assist in searching, allowing the barrel to move quickly, aiding in target location.

Joe Ga didn't know if other professional snipers would do the same as he did, he was just naturally adjusting his shooting mode according to his character and habits.

Joe Ga wasn't even aware that he was subconsciously transforming himself into a precision shooter.

Of course, the main reason was his rifle was good enough that within 800 meters, he didn't need to think too much due to the flat trajectory.

Compared to those legendary experts, Joe Ga was still far behind in both experience and ability, but his rifle leveled the field between him and those top sharpshooters.

When Joe Ga applied the shooting habits of an Assault Soldier to controlling a precision rifle, he became extremely lethal because all his actions were in pursuit of 'speed' and 'accuracy'!

As Joe Ga was getting accustomed to the SVD's night sight, gunfire sounded in the distance, and then he heard Karman's slightly heavy voice from the radio, "Boss, they're here, nine people, including a sniper, be careful~"

As Karman spoke, Joe Ga spotted their positions through the scope.

Their actions were very swift, and they fired with exceptional decisiveness. As Karman communicated with Joe Ga, a series of bullets hit the grass nearby him.

Although they didn't hit, the Assault Soldier was able to precisely lock onto Karman's position under such visibility conditions, which was very impressive.

Joe Ga kept in mind Karman's tactics; he was there as a 'support sniper.'

830 meters, when those people entered Joe Ga's effective range, he decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Three consecutive shots were fired, with two hitting the enemy. Two Assault Soldiers who were at the forefront suddenly jerked and then slumped to the ground.

The people behind immediately realized there was a sniper and quickly determined the general direction of the incoming bullets.

Two guys armed with machine guns immediately lay down and began blind firing in Joe Ga's direction, using the tracers to adjust their aim.

The others quickly flanked to the side, hoping to use the cover of the waist-high grass to advance to a close range and mount a counterattack.

Of the two machine guns, only one was reliable, rhythmically using tracers to adjust aim, and most bullets hit the slope where Joe Ga was positioned.

The other one was a disaster; the temporary gunner held down the trigger to the limit, firing 70 or 80 rounds that didn't even hit the hill.

Joe Ga ignored the flanking guys and focused his crosshair on the most threatening machine gunner, then decisively squeezed the trigger...

"Bang, bang," two rapid shots rang out, not only hitting the capable machine gunner in the back but also striking the machine gunner who was changing ammo.

The moment he lifted his upper body to change the ammo bag for the machine gun, a fatal bullet struck his neck. The bullet, fired at a downward angle, penetrated his neck and made a large hole where the shoulder met the neck, and then blood spouted upwards like a fountain.

With both machine gunners dead, Joe Ga immediately felt the advantage of long range.

When you suppress your opponent in distance and vision, then you are the 'god' on the battlefield.

Just as the newly confident Joe Ga was about to rotate the barrel to reacquire targets, a large hole suddenly erupted in the deadwood in front, followed by the sound of gunfire...

"Sniper"

Joe Ga instinctively let out a low cry, then curled up and rolled to the right. Immediately after, he heard the cracking sound above the withered wood once again. Another bullet even pierced through the wood, narrowly missing his shoulder.

"Damn it--"

Joe Ga felt a heat on his shoulder and shouted in alarm as he retreated into the bushes. He concealed himself in a small hole he had dug in advance to avoid the prairie sniper's firing range.

Meanwhile, he extended his gun barrel through the gap between the bottom of the withered wood and the ground, starting to search for the sniper's position.

The opponent was shooting too accurately; they must have night vision equipment or the like.

It's no wonder people always say that a sniper's adversary is another sniper, because at this distance, only a sniper can deal a fatal blow to the other.

The gap was too narrow, and Joe Ga wasn't accustomed to quickly searching with high-powered scopes. It took him more than a dozen seconds to discover that there were four people still advancing rapidly, leaving only the sniper behind to suppress him.

Not having found the sniper's position made Joe Ga somewhat uneasy, but those four fast-approaching guys were also a huge threat, especially since one of them was carrying a grenade launcher.

There is no room for hesitation on the battlefield. Joe Ga decisively fired multiple shots, hitting the guy with the grenade launcher and another tall figure.

At a distance of over 600 meters, the SVD's sniper-specific ammunition not only had high precision but was also extremely powerful.

The head of the man holding the grenade launcher burst open, while the other tall guy, in the midst of running at high speed, realized one of his arms was hanging by a mere shred of skin and flesh.

In such a tense situation, pain didn't come swiftly. The tall man's body abruptly paused; he himself hadn't felt much yet, but a comrade who had been sprinting ahead turned back, let out a terrified scream, and started running toward his wounded buddy.

"No--"

Amid a terrified shout, a bullet pierced the one who turned back for the rescue and then hit the abdomen of the tall soldier with the dangling arm. Sёarᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Joe Ga had no time to pay attention to his 'harvest.' The continuous gunfire exposed his location again.

The enemy sniper's two successive shots hit the tree trunk in front of him. The second bullet pierced the trunk, grazing his left shoulder and taking a chunk of flesh with it,

Joe Ga cried out in pain but didn't dare to dodge to the side; straying from the shallow pit would expose his body too much to the enemy marksman.

Now was the time to see who could remain calm and had the faster ability to search and shoot. Joe Ga had already locked onto the enemy's trajectory and had found his position.

The sniper had chosen a very cunning spot, hidden in a shallow pit behind a clump of grass, and what's more cunning, he had injured an animal and used its body as a cover, obstructing Joe Ga's infrared search.

Intense pain made his body tremble slightly. After taking a few deep breaths, Joe Ga was just about to pull the trigger and kill the sniper when he saw Karman's ghostly figure...

The old man in black had crept up to within 5 meters behind the sniper. When the sniper sensed something, Karman pounced forward, driving the cheetah blade through the sniper's back.

Joe Garrit immediately turned his gun and shot the last enemy seeking cover on the ground.

After confirming his kills, Joe Garrit packed up the SVD, picked up his HK416, and stood. But as he was about to leave the mound, he found his legs were trembling slightly.

Severe pain at the location of his scapula made Joe Garrit involuntarily let out a muffled groan.

Karman sprinted to Joe Ga's side like a cheetah and looked at Joe Ga and his HK416 with a bizarre expression, incredulously saying, "You actually won?"