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"That fellow is surprisingly adept at hiding his true abilities. Is he the one protecting that child? Tsk tsk, I truly didn't see it coming. Every step he takes seems casual, yet he continuously treads upon the opponent's psychological defenses. A misstep could lead to death, while a cautious approach might leave room for survival. His grasp of both his opponent's mindset and the situation is terrifyingly precise; even I couldn't do better in terms of local control." Fia watched the figure rushing out like a madman, a hint of astonishment crossing her face.
If it were someone agile and quick-witted breaching the opponent's defenses, it would be understandable. However, the bloodied figure that suddenly dashed out moved at an ordinary person's speed, relying solely on an acute understanding of the situation to achieve a state of 'not a leaf touching him.'
Even more astonishing was that this scene had not raised any suspicion from the other side. Even Fia herself couldn't find a single flaw; it truly appeared to be a frenzied ordinary person.
Yet she never believed in coincidences. If someone could fortuitously reach such a level, then those elite special forces would surely be running headfirst into walls.
Fia herself possessed unparalleled talent in Tactical Layout Aspects, yet she had to admit that the blood-soaked madman was indeed superior to her in terms of situational control.
Could he really be some sort of calculating machine?
Just as this thought crossed Fia's mind, she observed the direction and pace of the figure again, furrowing her brows before her expression suddenly changed. After gauging Charming Shadow's position and glancing at the rapidly shifting battlefield, she couldn't help but murmur in disbelief.
"Could it be? Is there really such a selfless fool in this world? With his terrifying grasp of the battlefield dynamics, he could easily ensure his own survival! He actually managed to go this far! Is he risking everything just to pull at Both Sides' already taut strings? If both sides have experts reaching Momentum Level, then things could get interesting."
With a peculiar expression, Fia couldn't help but chuckle slyly, much like a cunning fox. She beckoned to Beside and a few others who looked confused and began issuing orders.
Meanwhile, Wolf Tooth, who had been preparing to seal off Charming Shadow's escape route through his scope, caught sight of the approaching figure moving with an odd gait and felt a wave of nausea wash over him as if he had just eaten a cockroach.
The position of his opponent made him extremely uncomfortable as a killer; each time he felt himself being drawn toward the weakest point of his own stance. From those few positions, if the opponent had firearms with sufficient range, they could threaten him directly while he was behind cover.
As an assassin, this was unacceptable.
Moreover, as the figure drew closer, that discomfort intensified. If even a standard handgun could pose a threat to him...
Thinking along those lines only amplified his unease. After the opponent stepped into another attack point, Wolf Tooth began to shift the direction of his gun.
Although they seemed like an unthreatening civilian, their ability to move in such a manner made it clear how formidable they were. The fact that their strength had eluded his perception indicated that they might very well be an equal or even superior force!
However, he had overestimated himself! With such speed, the next attack point could be predicted without a doubt!
At this thought, a cruel expression flashed across Wolf Tooth's face.
Just as he aimed to fire, a shadow suddenly darted out from the bushes, lunging towards the target. The bullet from his gun pierced through the body of the assailant without any hindrance, nearly tearing open the abdomen completely.
It was because of this sudden interruption that what should have been a nearly guaranteed shot instead grazed Ren Pengfei's head after passing through the Human Body, leaving behind a fierce scar from the raging and scorching airflow on his face. Damn it! That mysterious Sniper had initially helped us deal with a few Rolo, but now it was infuriating! Third Brother had been deceived by them, trading his life for that of a few Rolo!" A man in Bloodied Garb, wearing sunglasses, revealed a grimace as he witnessed his left-hand man being nearly blown apart while lunging forward.
A formidable warrior who had already grasped the essence of power was immediately shot down after being lured out. Indeed, those Crawlers were just as disgusting; they had deliberately sent a fellow to entice their skilled fighters into the open, only to have that Sniper take them out!
The threat posed by a hidden Sniper was self-evident.
With this thought, Cold Eagle's eyes flashed with killing intent. The target was now trapped behind a cluster of rocks; as long as they had no means of escape by sea, they were like fish in a barrel. The police had already come once, and under those circumstances, they could at least suppress response time for another forty minutes!
By then, sending in ordinary officers would be of no use; by the time reinforcements were requested and gathered, it would take over an hour!
They had ample time. Since that was the case, they must eliminate that uncertain factor—the Sniper!
A long-range Sniper could not be measured by common sense. If they went to encircle the rocky area and allowed the opponent to create enough distance, they would definitely be picked off one by one, suffering heavy losses.
Now that Third Brother had drawn out the enemy's intentions—although he was dead—he had not died in vain!
However, with Third Brother's strength, he hadn't sensed the enemy's aim or killing intent at all. It seemed he was quite a formidable opponent.
The more Cold Eagle thought about it, the more fearful he felt.
At the same time, Wolf Tooth also looked solemnly at the artificial bushes that were moving towards him. Although these bushes were initially transplanted, due to climate adaptation, they were not much different from ordinary jungles and were quite dense.
In this situation, even if he could take down a few people, he would still be surrounded.
However,
his greatest strength was in close combat!
With this thought, a trace of ruthlessness flashed through Wolf Tooth's mind. Once Heart sank into his calm demeanor, he eliminated all thoughts of those attempting to approach him from his mind, focusing all his energy on the crazed figure that was still closing in on him.
To him, that was the greatest threat.
Yet, when he fired his shot, preparing to roll away and draw his pistol to finish off the target that had already entered his range, he found that his shot had effortlessly killed the formidable enemy, leaving him momentarily stunned and disrupting his subsequent preparations.
After a fleeting moment of terrifying disbelief, Heart quickly dismissed the thought from his mind. How could this be? It was absolutely impossible!
Even though Fia, the Second Primary Target, was an exceptional Tactician, it could never reach such a level!
He then shifted his attention to the ambushers who were nearly surrounding him. He was the king of the jungle. To be continued.
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