Strongest Soldier King

Everyone heard Lan Xue's warning and unhesitatingly dove to the side. Before they could even hide, they heard the swish of three sniper bullets whizzing by, erupting with a terrifying aura of death in the night sky. Luo Zheng was shocked; if they hadn't dodged in time, who knew who would have been hit. He became furious and quickly set up his sniper rifle, his cold gaze boiling with killing intent, appearing somewhat eerie under the moonlight.

"Whizz whizz whizz, bang bang bang!" Everyone opened fire, their precise shooting keeping the three enemies from making any reckless moves. Luo Zheng roared, "Fire, don't stop! Sarazi, lead your men up on both sides; we will suppress them with firepower."

"Understood." Sarazi, who had caught up, heard Luo Zheng's order and quickly shouted a few times. The team split into two, separating from the place where Luo Zheng and others were ambushing, charging forward fiercely from both sides while intensely shooting. Although these armed personnel's gun skills were not precise, and their tactical skills not strong, they lacked no valor. Especially after getting into the groove, they charged forward quickly, howling like wolves on a hunt.

The three left behind were suppressed by Luo Zheng and the others' precise shooting, forced to hide and shoot blindly without daring to show themselves, their ability to counterattack very limited. Seeing Sarazi and others charging up, they went all out to win time for their companions' retreat, choosing resolutely to withstand it, shooting fiercely from behind a dirt slope, recklessly exposing their bodies.

"Whizz whizz whizz!" Three bullets whistled through the air. The three Special Forces members left behind, knowing there would be no good end, went all out, shooting fiercely at Sarazi's people, howling angrily. Three sniper bullets mysteriously swept through the void, silently drilling into the chests of the three targets amidst the intense sound of bullets, mercilessly stirring up a splash of blood that scattered under the moonlight like blooming blood flowers, particularly eerie.

"Hoo!" Luo Zheng, seeing three Special Forces successfully sniped, felt elated, his fighting spirit heightened. He picked up his weapon and charged forward, seeing Sarazi's people filling up the bodies, stripping the three Special Forces of their gear without hindrance. He shouted, signaling everyone to follow and continue the pursuit.

In the face of absolute firepower, these three Special Forces members, well-trained though they were, without a sturdy cover, space for maneuvering, or sufficient firepower, and with Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, and Mountain Eagle, three top snipers present, had only one outcome — a tragic death on the battlefield.

The death of the enemy only made everyone more excited, especially as they were the once-invincible Sam Country Special Forces. Sarazi, leading the charge, was ecstatic. Killing so many Sam Country Special Forces was a miracle in the eyes of all the military warlords of the entire nation; his prestige would soar.

Everyone pursued fiercely, shooting continuously. Although they were nearly a kilometer away and AK47 bullets posed no threat, they still applied psychological pressure. Luo Zheng chased after them madly, seeing that the Sam Country Special Forces did not slow down and gradually distanced themselves from everyone. Even if their five men caught up, they could hardly deliver a fatal blow to the enemy ahead. In a flash of insight, he shouted, "Xue Er, Mountain Eagle, find a favorable terrain to ambush and snipe to slow down the enemy's retreat. Ghost Hand, charge up with Sarazi's men."

"Understood," everyone shouted in unison.

Luo Zheng and others quickly found hiding spots, set up their sniper rifles, and aimed at the enemy ahead, firing swiftly, not seeking to kill but to intimidate. The Sam Country Special Forces running wildly ahead heard the sharp whistling of sniper bullets and were startled, one after another lying down to evade. This effectively slowed their running speed.

The distance between both sides was nearly a kilometer, which posed no problem for the M99 sniper rifle with an effective range of 1500 meters. Coupled with the bright moonlight lighting up the ground, the visibility was much higher. With the help of the night vision device, everyone's sniping accuracy remained very high, the intimidation effect astonishing.

Luo Zheng used a seized M200 sniper rifle, with an effective range of 2000 meters, its intimidation even more terrifying. Through the sniper scope, Luo Zheng could clearly see human silhouettes, which was enough; aiming at the body parts to snipe increased the success rate a bit, making the Sam Country Special Forces dare not expose themselves.

But soon, Luo Zheng noticed that this team was crazily running backward, employing bullet avoidance steps. Luo Zheng was shocked, then immediately realized Sarazi's men had charged forward significantly, with Gai Wafu leading his men coming up diagonally, less than five or six hundred meters from the Sam Country Special Forces, forming a pincer attack. Once they got closer, these Sam Country Special Forces were certain to meet their demise.

The Sam Country Special Forces' shooting was indeed precise, but with Sarazi and Gai Wafu bringing about two hundred men upon them, even a fierce tiger couldn't withstand a pack of wolves. Not running meant a certain death; running might give them a glimmer of life. Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, and Mountain Eagle seized the opportunity to continue firing, applying pressure on the enemy.

Under the threat of precise sniping, the Sam Country Special Forces had to change their running route, zigzagging to avoid the bullets. This naturally slowed down their retreat speed, allowing Sarazi and Gai Wafu to close the distance with this Special Forces unit again. AK47 bullets strafed past, bullets flying everywhere. Over two hundred people opened fire, the intimidating power of stray bullets also incredibly terrifying.

The remaining Sam Country Special Forces left behind half of their dead bodies, with five or six survivors running a distance again. Luo Zheng noticed the distance between them and him stretching beyond a kilometer, angrily grabbed the gun and chased again. Running and shooting simultaneously, although the accuracy was less than when standing still, the intimidation was still astonishing, forcing the enemy to continually use bullet avoidance steps.

The bullet avoidance steps meant constantly changing the route, with whimsical steps compared to linear running, the retreat speed was slightly slower. After chasing for about ten minutes, everyone rushed out of the mountains; ahead lay a flat desert. The Sam Country Special Forces dashed out, with no terrain advantage to rely on, fully exposed at gunpoint. Luo Zheng immediately shouted, "Xue Er, Mountain Eagle, take cover on the spot and start shooting."

"Understood." The two replied in unison, lying on the slope, firing at the Sam Country Special Forces rushing onto the desert. From a high vantage point, the distance was only five or six hundred meters, and with the bright moonlight, the visibility was high. Everyone concentrated, calming their breaths, each locking onto their targets.

Luo Zheng did not fire immediately but raised the binoculars, suddenly noticing a shining light from a military backpack on one of them, startled he was, instantly realizing something, he was overjoyed, quickly aimed with a gun at them, seeing the opponent crazily running forward, with no slack in speed, Luo Zheng's firm face showed a hint of coldness.

"Whizz!" Luo Zheng fired, the sniper bullet carrying Luo Zheng's full expectations and anger roared forward, seemingly about to crumble the entire moonlit space, carving out a terrifying line of energy impact, embedding instantly into the target's back with its supersonic boom, causing the target to stagger a few steps forward, and then crash down abruptly.