Chapter 44: A Headshot at First Sight—How Can This Battle Be Fought?

On the side of the landslide and mudflow, some of the refugees who had broken free from control ran back to their original villas, while others hastily gathered some belongings and slipped into the woods up the mountain, fleeing as fast as they could.

The battle at Villa 36 just now had been utterly terrifying.

Out of habit, they had counted: during this round of fighting, the witch in Villa 36 had killed at least eighteen people.

Ruthless beyond belief!

One had to remember, those who attacked Villa 36 this time were all armed with guns and explosives—nothing like the ones before who only carried machetes and steel pipes. These were on a completely different level.

Inside the villa, Su Miao had finally calmed down for the time being.

Mostly because she was feeling a little hungry.

Su Miao took out two bottles of mineral water and two pieces of egg cake, splitting them with Xia Xiaoan so each had a share.

Halfway through their meal, Xia Xiaoan suddenly shuddered and sneaked a glance out the window.

“Sis, there’s a sniper upstairs over there. Someone’s coming our way.”

“In the left-hand window of the third floor of Villa 17.”

“?”

Su Miao put the unfinished water and cake back into her magical space.

She stole a glance and quickly locked onto the spot Xia Xiaoan had mentioned.

Sure enough, there was a sniper there. Whether due to lack of professionalism or arrogance, the person was openly assembling a sniper rifle and adjusting equipment right at the window.

The distance was roughly 800 meters.

Su Miao immediately switched to the AK-47, aimed, and fired.

A single gunshot echoed, the bullet tracing a beautiful arc through the air, striking the sniper squarely in the head. The sniper collapsed instantly.

After killing the sniper, Su Miao crouched down immediately, trembling, clutching the AK-47 as she crept to another window.

That sniper rifle must have been formidable.

How terrifying!

If only she could get her hands on it.

How did these people have so many weapons and ammunition, even such a beautiful sniper rifle?

Where on earth had they come from?

Could they have stolen from a disaster-stricken military outpost?

If that was the case, she hoped they didn’t have mortars or RPGs.

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“Careful!”

On the other side, the 11th Tactical Team, who had been preparing for a probing attack, heard the gunshot and immediately took cover in a corner.

They were still on the rope bridge side and hadn’t yet crossed.

After hearing only one shot and no further reaction from Villa 36, the team leader of the 11th Tactical Team ordered some men to cross the bridge while the others provided covering fire.

However, the rope bridge was over 500 meters from Villa 36. They couldn’t even see Su Miao, let alone shoot accurately.

After a round of blind firing, all they managed to do was shatter a few windows on the second floor. None of the third-floor glass broke.

The resort had claimed that the villa windows were bulletproof, but now it was clear that was a lie.

Whether it was a lie didn’t really matter; what mattered was that the glass shouldn’t break.

There were only about thirty days left before the extreme cold set in.

If the glass shattered, she’d have no way to find anyone to repair it.

Su Miao was furious, but she was also terrified and didn’t dare poke her head out again.

“Sis, there are people coming around the back of the mountain,” Xia Xiaoan suddenly whispered, trembling as she huddled nearby. “They’ve got guns too.”

Terrifying!

In desperation, Su Miao deployed her magical space array in front of her. Soon, bullets whizzed in only to vanish as if absorbed by flowing water.

The defense worked!

Su Miao immediately peeked out, raised her AK-47, and fired at a man who had just crossed the rope bridge.

Bang!

The target’s head exploded, and he fell instantly.

Su Miao’s eyes brightened. This meant that the front of her magical space array could absorb attacks, while the back allowed her to fire without interference.

Having spatial magic was truly wonderful.

But her excitement lasted less than three seconds before the opposing gunfire grew even more intense.

Su Miao was petrified.

She felt as if she could barely contain her trembling.

So she quickly took aim at the people crossing the rope bridge, firing rapid single shots from the AK-47—one shot, one kill—each target’s head bursting as they fell into the muddy floodwaters beneath, vanishing in an instant.

Seeing no more heads pop up, Su Miao immediately crouched down, clutching her gun and shaking.

She temporarily dispelled the magical space array.

Maintaining the array continuously consumed her magical energy.

Across the rope bridge, the 11th Tactical Team’s leader, Xu Heng, looked grim. Was the person in Villa 36 some kind of sharpshooter?

Even if they were a sharpshooter, this was absurd.

It was pouring torrential rain—there was no clear line of sight!

Before the real fight even began, his assigned sniper had been killed; the men sent to cross the bridge under covering fire were all dead as well, every shot a headshot. Even as a seasoned team leader, he was rattled.

Stick your head out, lose your head—how was anyone supposed to fight like this?

According to intel, no one in this resort area was supposed to have guns.

Now, Villa 36 was armed, and the 12th Tactical Team under Yan Xi hadn’t responded at all. What did that mean?

Most likely, the entire 12th Team had been wiped out, and that idiot Yan Xi had just delivered a shipment of weapons straight to the enemy.

Damn it!

“Report this situation to the boss immediately!” Xu Heng took out binoculars and glanced at Villa 36, abandoning any further thought of attack.

“Notify the 10th Tactical Team as well. Let them know what’s happening so they don’t die for nothing.”

Considering the 10th Team was still slogging through the mountains in this torrential rain, Xu Heng decided to warn them. If anything went wrong, it wouldn’t be his responsibility.

Through the radio, the 10th Tactical Team soon learned what had happened to the 11th. They immediately halted their advance, awaiting further orders from their boss, Chi Wannning.

Chi Wannning received the battle report and tapped her finger thoughtfully on the Penal Code, pondering her next move.

“Notify Li Mingtian of the 10th Tactical Team to suspend operations and hold their position for now.”

“Tell Xu Heng of the 11th Team to try negotiating with the people in Villa 36. Ask if they’re willing to join us. If so, we’ll let bygones be bygones.”

“If not, it’s a fight to the bitter end.”

A sharpshooter in a torrential downpour—such talent was rare.

Weighing the pros and cons, Chi Wannning decided to prioritize recruitment. If the people in Villa 36 were willing to join, they’d be worth five tactical teams alone.

Although this might breed some resentment among the others, that was a minor issue—she could always offer compensation to soothe them.

“Teams 4 and 5, go round up three hundred people and send them to the edge of the landslide and mudflow zone for action records,” Chi Wannning said coldly.

“Yes, ma’am!” The leaders of Teams 4 and 5 immediately took their men and left.

Hearing this latest order, both men felt a chill—clearly, the boss was about to use one of her terrifying, bloody tactics again.

Back at the landslide and mudflow zone, Xu Heng, the 11th Team’s leader, picked a team member to raise a white flag and approach the rope bridge to negotiate with Su Miao.

As long as he wasn’t the one sticking his head out, he had no complaints.

But as soon as the flag-bearer reached the rope bridge, there was a sharp crack.

A single shot to the head—the man staggered and plunged into the raging floodwaters below…

“Sis, I think you just killed the guy who was trying to come over with the white flag to negotiate,” Xia Xiaoan whispered, trembling beside Su Miao.

“Did I? Well, he’s dead now,” Su Miao replied, clutching her AK-47 and shivering in fear.

She honestly hadn’t seen the white flag at all.