CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58 SIMON HAYER 300/0/0

Blood blossomed on Battalion Commander Liu Feng’s temple.

The bullet pierced through the temple and exited from the other side, Liu Feng’s body fell straight to the ground.

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Only a few breaths passed.

Shen Yan, the brigade commander, and Battalion Commander Liu Feng died in quick succession, everyone was momentarily stunned, while Company Commander Fang Hui of the special operations camp quickly reacted, raised his gun to shoot based on the bullet that pierced through Liu Feng’s head:

"Nine o’clock direction!"

"Fire suppression!!!"

Upon receiving the command, the others quickly grabbed their guns and fired fiercely towards the nine o’clock direction.

The direction under fire suppression showed no signs of movement.

Fang Hui, along with several other company commanders, dragged Brigade Commander Shen Yan and Battalion Commander Liu Feng’s bodies into a room within the camp.

Only then did everyone’s pounding hearts begin to calm down a bit.

But looking at Shen Yan and Liu Feng’s bodies, everyone was still in a daze, Company Commander Qin Xu:

"This... What do we do?"

Brigade commander dead? No, not dead, this is the game.

Yes, this is a game!

Qin Xu inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Hui on the other hand spoke in a deep voice:

"Let’s leave the brigade commander and battalion commander’s bodies here for now, the other side’s sniper is top-notch."

"They must have sensed something from the earlier actions and decisively opened fire."

"We’re exposed, the enemy is hidden."

"Let everyone go back to the rooms and organize their weapons and equipment."

The others nodded as well, then issued orders outside, the soldiers outside ceased firing and banded together to enter various barracks.

Quickly.

The weapons and equipment within the barracks were counted.

Besides the rifles or submachine guns carried by everyone, there were also three mortars, forty shells, three heavy machine guns, eleven light machine guns, and various grenades, smoke bombs, etc., totaling over two hundred pieces.

Upon completing the inventory of these weapons and equipment, Fang Hui and the others were discussing, just before taking any action.

Bang!

Another gunshot rang out.

"Ah——!"

Fang Hui’s expression changed, he shouted loudly towards the outside:

"Which room? What’s going on?!"

A soldier in the diagonally opposite barracks shouted:

"Our squad leader wanted to open the window a bit to check outside, his hand got shot."

The squad leader’s voice sounded:

"Company commander, I’m okay."

Veins popped on Fang Hui’s forehead:

"You’re ’okay’?! Are you brainless?!"

"At a time like this, being so careless? Wait until it’s over!"

"By the way, which direction was the shot from?"

The squad leader quickly spoke:

"Three o’clock direction."

Fang Hui furrowed his brows, exchanging a glance with the other company commanders:

"Changed position."

Simultaneously feeling an ominous sensation inside, it seemed like they were trapped in the barracks.

Thinking of this, the expressions of several of them turned somewhat grim.

"Need to find a way out...."

At this moment.

In the third-person perspective.

Shen Yan watched the discussion of several people, annoyed to the point his head buzzed:

"’Find a way’? What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Use the mortars to bombard the three o’clock direction for me, right?!"

"If you don’t take advantage of having more people now to suppress fire and search, are you just going to wait to be slowly worn down by that guy?!"

"Scared stiff from two people dying? How do you train usually?!"

Although the major Federations didn’t have significant conflicts, skirmishes at the borders kept happening.

The Seventh Special Operations Brigade was stationed at a border location with the Slavic Energy Federation, usually facing off with those guys on the other side, nobody admitted defeat, everyone was shouting, but now that two people died, they behaved like this, it really pissed Shen Yan off.

Liu Feng beside him felt somewhat embarrassed, he spoke in defense:

"Brigade commander, after all, you and I just got killed."

"Subordinates were frightened, maybe haven’t recovered...."

Usually, such high-ranking officers haven’t died during training either.

The brigade commander was shot right at the start...who wouldn’t be stunned?

Thankfully, since this is the game, the people below could still remain somewhat calm, otherwise they would’ve been panicking by now.

Upon hearing Liu Feng’s words.

Shen Yan turned his head, eyes glaring, stepped forward with a kick.

"You think I wasn’t talking about you?!"

"Just because I was headshot, you shout so loud?!"

"Directly exposed our position."

"Right now no one is controlling the overall situation!"

"Just watch."

"Being so timid, eventually none will make it out!"

Liu Feng felt somewhat wronged too.

Clearly, you were the one commanding people to reveal themselves.....

But now saying anything is useless.

Both were in the third-person perspective, merely watching everything happening in the camp, unable to command anyone.

The in-game time quickly arrived at night.

The whole camp was devoid of any light.

Under the cover of night, the people inside the barracks began to take actions.

They gradually crept out of the barracks and gathered together, hiding behind the cover.

Subsequently, the barracks began to gradually light up, and shadows started to move.

Outside the barracks, Fang Hui, Qin Xu, and others held their breath nervously, awaiting the move from the other side.

However....

They almost suffocated, yet no gunshots were heard.

Left?

This thought flashed through their minds, making everyone somewhat uncertain and skeptical.

Yet they couldn’t be sure.

After all, the mission was clearly stated:

[Eliminate Finnish soldier Simon Hayer, 0/1]

If this guy fired a shot and then ran several kilometers to hide, the mission would be impossible to complete.

This NPC named Simon Hayer shouldn’t be able to leave; he must be hiding somewhere.

Just.... not coming out.

Feeling the temperature of over minus thirty degrees, Fang Hui doubted that the guy might have gone back or wouldn’t come out at night.

After all, at this temperature, spending a night outside could freeze someone to death.

Seeing the temperature dropping lower, Fang Hui could only order a portion of the people to go back first, then take turns guarding outside, and blow the alert whistle immediately if anything unusual occurred.

A night of silence.

When the game reached the next morning, the sky was just starting to lighten.

Bang!

Bang!

Two gunshots startled the whole camp awake.

Two sentinels hiding in the dark were killed with one shot each.

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The bodies were dragged back into the barracks, everyone fell silent, as if trapped in a deadlock; going out meant getting sniped, staying together meant getting sniped too, Fang Hui’s eyebrows furrowed:

"Organize a search by squad."

However....

Even after searching within five kilometers around, no traces were found.

Like a ghost that didn’t exist at all, that night.

[285/300]

The next day.

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[172/300]

Game time flew by quickly, soon a week had passed.

And within the room.

Shen Yan, in third-person perspective, had watched over twenty hours, from initial anger to now silence.

The Special Operations Brigade soldiers in the game were mentally broken, even he, as a third-person viewer, felt the same.

For a whole week, the snow within several kilometers had been compacted, yet no enemy was found, and daily casualties kept increasing.

Sometimes even reaching two or three dozen casualties a day.

It’s evident the opponent had understood their situation, and was no longer cautious, treating them as weak prey waiting to be slaughtered.

But there seemed to be no way out.

The hunting continued.

The camp seemed to have turned into a prison; stepping out meant being taken by the White Reaper hidden in the snow.

And staying inside....

The barracks had become a morgue, half were people, half were corpses....

[151/300]

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[11/300]

As game time passed day by day, in the end, the remaining 11 had given up.

Fang Hui’s eyes were filled with determination, as he carried a submachine gun loaded with ammunition and led the others out of the barracks.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, Fang Hui’s head snapped to one side.

He raised the submachine gun towards a certain direction, wanting to pull the trigger.

Splat!

Blood blossomed from his head, he didn’t manage to dodge.

The remaining 10 rushed towards that side, trying to lay down suppressive fire with their submachine guns, yet they didn’t know where the enemy was.

The opponent fired orderly, one shot, two shots....

Until the last person reached the slope, no trace of the enemy was found.

After the rush of blood, there was endless terror.

[1/300]

Seeing the displayed number, only himself left alive, overwhelming terror of the unknown engulfed him.

The soldier picked up the submachine gun, thinking of pointing it at his own head.

Suddenly, the sound of a gun bolt being pulled came from the ground beside him.

The soldier instinctively turned his head to look.

Only to see a figure completely clad in snow camouflage, with a white mask covering the face, only revealing a pair of eyes, gazing at him with an emotionless look, the black muzzle aimed right at his brow.

White Reaper?

So that’s where the name came from, not even two meters away? How didn’t I notice?

The thought flashed through the soldier’s mind.

Bang!

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[This game session is over]