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Chapter 845

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"It looks like it was an encounter." The adjutant analyzed as he looked at the seven barbarian corpses through the screen in the command vehicle.

"It's not an encounter." P5092 shook his head and said, "Look at the terrain here. There's only one mountain road in front and behind us, and the terrain is relatively narrow. It's a semi-enclosed space."

"Sir, what do you mean?" The adjutant was not stupid. He immediately reacted. "Of all the locations where the incidents took place, this is the place with the most barbarians. Seven of them appeared at once, so it's very likely that they were responsible for hunting down the two snipers. In the end, they were lured here by the snipers. The special thing about the terrain here is that when the barbarians realize they can't win, they can't escape even if they want to. So those two snipers must be confident enough to lure them here. "

"That's right." P5092 nodded. "If the seven of them had scattered and escaped, it would've taken some effort to capture them. But there's only one path here, so even if the barbarians were to escape, they could only run in one direction."

"Then aren't those two snipers too ruthless?" The adjutant wondered, "To be able to kill seven barbarians head-on, they have to be supernatural beings at least."

"That's not all." P5092 shook his head again. "Those two people were not injured at all. They completely crushed the seven barbarians. I believe that even if there were a few more barbarians, the outcome would probably still be the same. So they were able to kill seven barbarians because there were only seven of them, not because they could only defeat seven of them. "

Therefore, it was very difficult for them to estimate the strength of the snipers based on the number of barbarians. All they knew was that the other party was very powerful. Even a T5 combatant would probably not be able to defeat them.

There were not many people like that in this world.

The adjutant wondered, "Do you think it's possible that it's that person you mentioned before …? That White Mask's controller?"

"That's possible. If he's the one who came here, it would make sense." P5092 nodded and said, "Continue searching the area. Mark every place where the barbarian corpses were found on the map, along with the number of dead barbarians."

The staff officers at the side quickly got to work according to their superior's instructions. As a result, everyone was surprised to see the entire map covered in red.

P5092 sighed and said, "Isn't their range of activity way too wide? They've already killed over 50 barbarians in just half a day? If we wait another two days, won't they kill all the barbarians in Mt. Dashi? "

However, what P5092 could not understand the most was how the people who hunted the barbarians in the mountains could accurately locate them. Was it because they knew the barbarians too well?

At this moment, gunshots rang out from the command vehicle's communication channel. The adjutant picked up the communicator and asked calmly, "What's going on?"

"Sir, there was a sniper gunshot about 400 meters away from us. I think the two snipers are very close to us!"

As he spoke, another gunshot rang out, followed by a series of sniper shots. It seemed that there was an extremely intense exchange of fire over there.

P5092 said decisively, "Find their targets and get close to them. Don't try to get close to those two snipers."

After saying that, ten platoons among the combat personnel in charge of the carpet search at the frontline immediately moved.

Although 400 meters might seem like a very short distance in a straight line, it would take dozens of minutes to cover this distance in a straight line as they crossed the mountains.

By the time they arrived at the battlefield, the sniper gunshots had already stopped, and no one knew where the snipers had gone.

Right after, the Pyro Company soldiers quickly started searching for the snipers' targets. They used the location of the sniper gunshots to spread out and search the area within a 1.5 kilometer radius.

If it were normal snipers, they would only need to search an 800-meter radius. Most snipers would be considered very powerful if they could accurately hit their targets within 800 meters. However, these two snipers were too powerful. They were the cream of the crop among snipers.

Very soon, they discovered the battlefield by a river. There were more than 20 barbarians lying on the riverside, and their corpses stretched all the way from the river to the forest. The blood of the barbarians kept flowing out, staining the soil on the riverside red.

There were even water bags made of animal hide scattered on the ground. The stopper of the water bags had been opened, but they were empty.

As the Pyro Company soldiers slowly approached, a command came over the radio, "Check the footprints in the forest and confirm if anyone from their group escaped."

Very soon, a Pyro Company soldier reported, "It's confirmed that this group of barbarians has been wiped out by the riverside. There are only footprints from when they arrived in the forest, but no one who left."

This was because the soil on the riverside was moist, and the barbarians were tall and strong, so it was impossible for them to completely hide their footprints.

P5092 frowned in the command vehicle. "So those two snipers probably predicted that the barbarians would come here to collect water and set up an ambush."

He took out the map but could not see anything special about the place where the barbarians were collecting water.

"That's strange. Why were they so sure that the barbarians would come here to collect water? There are three rivers in the mountains and more than a dozen streams, so why did they have to pick this place?" the deputy commander wondered.

"Perhaps that's their special ability." P5092 sighed.

In the morning, the barbarians had predicted that some soldiers would go to the riverside to collect water, so they set up an ambush in the river. That was when they encountered the snipers. In the afternoon, the barbarians were also ambushed over a trivial matter of collecting water and encountered the snipers again.

It felt like there was someone who could predict the future on the battlefield and decide the balance between life and death.

Initially, some of the Pyro Company soldiers always felt like they were being sized up like prey when they were searching for the barbarians.

But now, the real hunter had arrived, and the barbarians had become the prey.

P5092 said to the frontline commander over the radio, "Leave your individual rations where they are and retreat. Don't stay there any longer."

The deputy commander asked, "Are you going to leave the individual rations for them?"

"They might not necessarily go and collect it, but I believe they can see my goodwill," P5092 said.

As he spoke, P5092 kept staring at the map. Then he marked the location of the river and the number of deaths on it with a red pen.

But he suddenly realized, "The snipers are killing in a fan-shaped area. Why do I feel like they're thinking of the same thing as us? They're trying to drive the barbarians in the direction of Longtan Canyon."

In P5092's battle plan, he was planning to force all the barbarians to the vicinity of Longtan Canyon and wipe them out in one fell swoop. In the end, the enemy was doing the same thing.

Was it unintentional, or had they deduced his intentions from the movements of the scouts ahead? And then cooperated with him to complete the plan?

If it were the latter, the snipers' instincts were way too sharp.

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