Chapter 182 Sniping Blindly!

Cai Bincun looks pretty too, just a notch below you.”No woman dislikes compliments about their appearance, Shangguan Shishi included. Wang Zheng’s simple words made this young beauty CEO beam with de...Main Text Chapter 182: Blind Sniping!

Many nearby residents had not been successfully evacuated, and many people still held觀望and resistant attitudes towards the situation, which led to a mix of good and bad elements within the residential area. Even if terrorists were hiding among them, it would be very difficult to identify and eliminate them.

The hidden individuals could simply throw their sniper rifles into a wardrobe and walk out freely without any consequences, making it extremely challenging for the search team.

Moreover, Wang Zheng didn’t know how many people were hiding in secret. This vast storage tank area was now like a giant hunting ground, with Wang Zheng and his special forces teammates being hunted prey. While they were trying to find opportunities to eliminate their enemies, they themselves were also facing the danger of being killed.

Of course, if the crisis wasn’t resolved before the bomb detonated, everyone would face mutual destruction, including these hunters.

The Black Tiger special forces members were searching carefully nearby, and He Yan's men had already entered the tank area in vehicles to use instruments for thermal reaction monitoring and search for bombs.

"The three suspicious individuals inside the tank zone have been dealt with," Li Tianshu’s voice came through the earpiece: "No other abnormalities have been found so far, be careful."

"Understood." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then pushed off with both feet and shot out like a powerful leopard!

Clearly, he intended to use himself as bait to lure the hidden sniper into action.

While running in an "S" shape and making various evasive movements, Wang Zheng didn’t know where the hidden sniper was hiding, so he had to be extremely cautious.

The Black Tiger special forces members were not far from Wang Zheng at this point and could see him!

However, just then, a searching Black Tiger special forces member suddenly fell with a stifled groan! Then came the sound of gunfire!

Two shots! Two bullets had taken two lives, an accuracy rate of 100%, this cold-blooded shooter was undoubtedly an expert.

Wang Zheng’s eyes narrowed sharply. His body, which was in full sprint, suddenly made a sharp turn and came to a halt. He dropped to one knee, raised the sniper rifle, and didn’t even look through the sights! His fingers rapidly pulled the trigger five times towards where the gunfire had come from!

Determining position by sound!

Blind sniping!

After Wang Zheng fired the gun, his figure burst out again and he hid behind a large gas cylinder. Since they had roughly determined the location of the sniper, it was relatively easier to take cover.

Moments ago, based on the sounds, he fired five shots in total. All five were fired instinctively; if one did not observe carefully, they wouldn’t be able to detect any subtle differences in direction!

The five directions covered all angles of where the gunfire originated! Unless that person immediately hid behind an obstacle after firing, there was no way they could avoid Wang Zheng’s shot!

Ever since four years ago when that mysterious left-handed blind sniper had covertly assassinated several Dragon Skin members, Wang Zheng had decided to tough it out and practiced the blind sniper technique for all these years. This was a pain in his heart, which he must wash away with the enemy's blood.

"Damn it, Flying Tiger has been eliminated." A man wearing US 101 Airborne Division uniform and sunglasses lay on the window of a civilian house and spat out a grass stick. He stared at the figure in the scope and coldly said: "If even Flying Tiger could be taken down, then this person must be Wang Zheng, there’s no mistake about it. Keep your eyes peeled for him; as soon as he gets close to the bomb, open fire immediately. We only have three people left now. You two can shoot freely at will. Eliminate as many of those Chinese soldiers who entered the tank area as you can."

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"Found it!" A man in yellow camouflage gear and glasses excitedly and tensely shouted, looking at the fluctuations on his instrument screen.

"Forty-five degrees to the left front, fifteen meters away—abnormal heat wave detected!" The agent called out: "That’s the bomb!"

But immediately after he shouted this, another gunshot rang out. A bullet flew from afar and severed his neck! Crimson blood sprayed everywhere!

"The bomb's location has been identified—it’s fifteen meters off the ground; it will be difficult to disarm." He Yan’s voice came through the earpiece: "The person I sent to disarm the bomb has been killed."

At this moment, gunshots started ringing out one after another. Several soldiers in the tank area fell down again! Li Tianshu's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins as he watched the scene unfold. The fists of this first son of Northwest China tightened and said: "Speed up the search! Only these few directions! Are we going to let our soldiers sacrifice themselves pointlessly inside there"

Pausing for a moment, Li Tianshu continued: "Tell them to withdraw completely; no more senseless sacrifices."

"But…" A man with the rank of colonel hesitated.

"No buts. This is Wang Zheng’s decision," Li Tianshu said as he looked at the tank area through a telescope: "He says one person is enough, and our people going in would only cause trouble."

The colonel held his communication device, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, “Full withdrawal. Be careful to remain concealed.”

However, during the Black Tiger's retreat, two more people were hit and fell.

Wang Zheng’s gaze was icy cold and sharp like an eagle’s. He stood with his back towards where the shots had been fired and spoke in a low voice, "I already told you the direction, why haven't you found them"

"Right away." The voice from the communicator was equally cold.

Erik was crouched by a window of a civilian house, watching through his scope as one Chinese soldier after another fell. A cruel smile spread across his lips; he enjoyed the feeling of taking life with just one bullet, especially seeing so many battle-hardened elites fall at his gun's barrel, giving him an indescribable thrill. After years of wandering abroad and killing countless people, Erik had been hired along with the entire mercenary squad to come to China, where he was prepared for a major showdown.

Clearly, the current scene wasn't too disappointing for him.

The only shortcoming might be that his long-time comrade Flying Tiger was killed by a target.

When Erik finished firing and was about to switch positions, the door behind him suddenly opened.

Moreover, it happened while he was taking an unscoped shot.

The afternoon sun was still quite harsh. Standing in the sunlight was a man of short stature with his left shoulder wrapped in white bandages and holding a knife in his right hand. The light reflecting off the blade combined with the sunlight made Erik squint.

As an experienced mercenary, Erik knew something was amiss as he instinctively reached for his gun at his waist, but just when he wanted to shoot, he noticed that figure had vanished!

Mitsuhiro suddenly leapt up and flew through the air like a soaring eagle. He kicked Erik's pistol away with one foot, used the other on the ceiling to change direction mid-air, and dove down, his long knife flashing coldly towards Erik’s throat!

Seeing the blade getting bigger in his eyes, all Erik could do was instinctively scream.

But this man stopped him from shouting in an extremely brutal manner.

The long katana stabbed savagely into Erik's neck; twisting the hilt caused the sharp edge to tear through his throat!

Erik clutched at his neck, blood gushing from his mouth. His eyes were wide open, seemingly unable to believe what was happening.

Mitsuhiro wiped his knife on Erik's clothes and walked out without another glance at this defeated foe.

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At the same time, in a nearby office building about four hundred meters away from Eric, there was a young man crawling on the floor wearing a baseball cap. This man had fair skin and an oriental face; his expression was cold, unlike Eric who always wore a cruel smile after each kill.

“Eric, how many have you killed” The man in the baseball cap shouted for a while but received no response, causing him to feel something amiss.

"Something's wrong!" Realizing that things weren't right, he wanted to warn his partner to retreat, but suddenly heard a voice as if coming from hell: "After killing so many people, do you still want to escape"

The baseball-capped man still had a sniper rifle in hand. Seeing someone appear before him all of a sudden, the hairs on his body stood up immediately. His gun instinctively pointed forward; regardless of whether this person was friend or foe, once he fired that shot, it would solve future troubles.

Wishes are often beautiful, but just as the baseball-capped man wanted to pull the trigger a second ago, he only felt the figure before him blur suddenly. In the next moment, his neck was already tightly clasped!

Xidi Lin held the baseball-capped man's neck with one hand while raising another fist high into the air. The punch landed directly on his neck artery, producing a heart-stopping muffled sound.

Xidi Lin let go of him; the man slumped to the ground softly, head hanging to one side and motionless.

Originally, according to their original plan, Xidi Lin and Junichi Mitsu were supposed to stay in the capital to protect Shishi Shangguan while Mitsu was resting after being injured during his battle with Ping'an Xie. But unexpectedly, Commander Wang sent both of them to join Zhen Wang due to some premonitions that troubled the young girl.

Of course, they only set out after receiving permission from Wang Zhen. For secrecy purposes, however, Wang Zhen never let these two people show themselves but maintained contact with them secretly instead. Before, when Wang Zhen was in danger inside a tank area and could only roughly determine the sniper's direction by gunfire sounds, he needed to rely on Mitsu and Lin to handle the situation.

At this moment, that man wearing mirrored sunglasses and dressed in American 101 Airborne Division uniforms still lay coldly at his post, showing no reaction or sorrow about losing three of his companions. Since the battle started, he had been observing and commanding without firing a single shot himself; thus, his position remained concealed.

This man stared intently at the large tank where Wang Zhen was hiding, pressing his index finger slightly as he waited for Wang's silhouette to appear before preparing to shoot.

However, this wait lasted an hour.

Author's Note: Thanks for Brother Sitting Together's support. These chapters have been slow in writing; I've rewritten them many times and spent a lot of time on it. It’s the last day of 2012 already, and tomorrow will be a new year. Hope all my dear readers who support Wicked King can achieve one small goal after another smoothly next year. Of course, I'll also work harder; 2013 is very important to me.

Wishing everyone a happy New Year! I love you all!rst word, he heard rapid-fire voices from the other end of the line: "Old Yan, take the Criminal Investigation Team to Ningyuan Hotel right now. Cheng Shi has been beaten up; I'm rushing over there an...