The gunshots and shouts grew further and further away, and after about two hours, they finally disappeared …
Zhang Heng guessed that they had broken through the enemy's defense line.
The two of them arrived at the lake that Maji mentioned. They found a small, ownerless wooden boat near the shore. With this boat, they would be able to shake off their pursuers without having to worry about their scent or footprints being tracked by the hounds.
However, just as Zhang Heng was about to board the boat, Simon suddenly pounced on him. At the same time, a bullet hit the girl's shoulder.
Simon let out a muffled groan. She and Zhang Heng had been through many battles, and their reflexes were fast. While the enemy was pulling the bolt, the two of them split up and took cover behind a white birch tree.
The second bullet whizzed past someone's ear.
Zhang Heng broke out in a cold sweat. Even without Simon's reminder, he knew that the two of them had finally encountered an expert. The previous battle might have seemed thrilling, but it was more about the enemy's ferocious firepower. In a one-on-one fight, the two of them always had the upper hand.
The enemy's teamwork and discipline were good, but their individual abilities weren't as strong as Zhang Heng had imagined. They were probably on par with the guerrillas, but they couldn't compare to Simon. In a one-on-one fight, Zhang Heng was confident that he could win.
However, the enemy they encountered this time was obviously not one of them.
Judging from the two shots just now, even if the enemy's strength wasn't as strong as Simon's, he wasn't far behind.
This was a rather troublesome fellow, and he could be considered a trump card in any army.
It would have been fine if it were any other time, but Simon was injured trying to save Zhang Heng, and the arm that was shot was the right hand that held the gun.
Although she could shoot with her left hand after training, her speed and accuracy couldn't be compared to her right hand. In a battle like this, it would be fatal.
Zhang Heng knew that this was the most dangerous moment for both of them. With the current visibility in the forest, he couldn't use his trump card, Shadow Moment. If the other party continued to maintain this stalemate and called for help, both of them would be in grave danger.
However, for some reason, the guy hiding in the darkness didn't do so.
After the two gunshots, the forest returned to silence, as if nothing had happened. A gentle breeze brushed past, and only the small wooden boat by the lake was still gently drifting along with the waves.
Zhang Heng saw blood flowing from between Simon's fingers, and the latter frowned. Although she did not make a sound, the shot had obviously affected her greatly. Her right hand must have temporarily lost its ability to fight.
Zhang Heng took a deep breath and gestured for the girl to relax. In the past, Simon would always be the one to step forward in such situations. But this time, Zhang Heng knew that it was his turn to step forward.
He took out the wooden carving in his arms and quietly stretched it out. The next moment, gunfire flashed in the forest. The sniper hiding on the other side pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The bullet flew out of the chamber and accurately hit the wooden carving. Zhang Heng clenched his fist tightly to prevent the carving from falling out of his hand.
After that, he brought the wooden sculpture back to his eyes. From the angle of the bullet, he could roughly estimate the position of the sniper. If it was Simon who was standing here right now, there was a high probability that he would be able to fire back.
However, with this little information, Zhang Heng could barely pinpoint the sniper's general location. If he poked his head out recklessly, there was almost no chance of winning.
There was a huge gap between their marksmanship. Only by accurately determining the sniper's position could he stand a chance. So, Zhang Heng took out a cartridge lighter that he had seized earlier and used the same method to poke his head out. The sniper did not hold back, and this time, the cartridge lighter fell out of his hand.
Zhang Heng, however, was not worried at all. He then took out a third item. This time, the sniper had learned his lesson. He had already guessed Zhang Heng's intentions, and he was completely unmoved. No matter how the sniper tried to bait him, he ignored it.
Two minutes later, Zhang Heng took back his phone. Ever since he joined the guerrillas, he had not used this thing. Initially, it had more than half of its battery left, but after two months, it was now less than 10%. However, this 10% of battery came in handy tonight.
Zhang Heng was simply taking advantage of the fact that the sniper had never seen high-tech equipment before. The previous two times he used it were just a smokescreen. This time, however, he switched the phone to video mode and recorded for two minutes. At the end, he used the flash to complete four consecutive shots.
This time, he finally found the sniper's hiding spot.
The sniper was well-prepared. Not only was he wearing a camouflage suit, but he had also placed dead branches and snow in front of him, completely blending in with his surroundings. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to spot him. Unfortunately, he was still exposed to the 12-megapixel Leica lens.
However, what came next was the real danger.
Zhang Heng knew that he had the advantage of having two people on his side. The sniper would not be able to guess who would launch the next attack, so he would have to split his attention between the two of them … No, that's not right. Zhang Heng zoomed in on the photo in his hand. From it, he could see that the sniper was obviously excited and eager to try.
Was this … the joy of hunting dangerous prey?
Zhang Heng suddenly understood why the sniper had not called for his companions until now. He was waiting here for his prey. This was his hunt, and the pride of a master would not allow him to rely on any external forces.
Zhang Heng was quite self-aware about this. He knew that the person the sniper was waiting for was definitely not him, but Simon, the representative of the White Reaper. It seemed that the shot he fired at the lake earlier was to clear the battlefield for the two of them later. However, he did not expect that the shot would accidentally land on Simon.
Even so, most of his energy was still focused on Simon.
Zhang Heng gestured to the girl, who nodded, loosened her injured shoulder, and held the rifle in her hand.
Even if Zhang Heng could not see the situation on the opposite side, he could guess that the sniper's breathing must have quickened.
The moment of the decisive battle had arrived.
The next moment, a dark shadow jumped out from behind the tree!
The sniper, who was lying on the ground, widened his eyes, and his face flushed with excitement.
Prey?! No, it's a trap!
His brain quickly made a judgment, and it only took him a few tenths of a second to figure out that it was just a coat. Although he turned the muzzle, he restrained the urge to pull the trigger at the critical moment.
At the same time, he was completely excited. Since Simon had made a move, it meant that she must be ready to fight back. Now that the latter's trick was seen through by him, it meant …
However, his pupils could not help but contract because Simon did not jump out from behind the birch tree where she was hiding. On the contrary, Zhang Heng, on the other side, flipped away from his cover.
The nameless sniper made a fatal mistake at this time. He still thought that Simon was the main point of attack. The coat earlier, and the appearance of Zhang Heng, were just there to distract her. Hence, he did not turn the muzzle at the first moment.
Of course, this was also because he had enough confidence in the hiding spot he chose. He did not think that someone could find his exact position so quickly, so he hesitated for a moment.
On the other side, Zhang Heng picked up the rifle in his hand as fast as he could. He was in a surprisingly good state. In the past, he would have needed time to aim and fix his posture, but now he could do it subconsciously. Through photos and videos, he also knew the hiding spot of the man opposite him like the back of his hand.
When he half-knelt on the ground, the muzzle was naturally pointed at the nameless sniper. The latter reacted quickly, and when he smelled danger, he decisively turned the muzzle.
Zhang Heng heard something, but at this time, he was so focused that he had no time to distinguish it. The two of them pulled the trigger almost at the same time.
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